Zhai Lingwei, the daughter of the chief of the Royal Hunting Ground in the suburbs of Beijing, has three major hobbies in her life: falcon training, flying falcons, and walking through poplars with a hundred steps. Her life plan was to inherit the family business, become the most dashing female hunter, and go up to the mountains to hunt bears. Unexpectedly, according to an imperial edict, she was selected into the palace and became one of the many delicate flowers in the imperial garden. After entering the palace: The concubines were busy playing chess, calligraphy and painting, and were jealous. Zhai Lingwei practiced Zhama step behind the rockery in the Royal Garden and made a homemade slingshot to shoot birds. The concubines were busy studying the emperor's preferences and painting their eyebrows and lips. Zhai Lingwei was thinking about how to get a good horn bow and temper her arrows with harmless anesthetic. Hunting in autumn is an occasion for princes and nobles to show off their talents, and for palaces and concubines to compete for beauty. Zhai Lingwei shot down the goose with one arrow, directly stealing the emperor's limelight. Just when everyone thought she was about to fall out of favor, the one on the dragon throne held his hands and laughed, favoring her. The emperor was delighted: "What reward does my beloved concubine want?" Zhai Lingwei's eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, can I go to the arsenal of the Ministry of War and choose a bow?" The emperor: "..." Everyone in the harem: "?" Is there something wrong with this woman's brain? Zhai Lingwei's life plan was forced to be updated. New plan: 1. Become the most favored concubine in the harem for convenience. 2. With the help of divine grace, persuade the emperor to open the door to women's enke and let her take the martial arts exam. 3. When you are successful and famous, leave with your seal and continue to go home to hunt bears. But she didn't expect that the seemingly gentle Nine-Five Master would actually be a sinister master. He smiled and agreed to all her requests,