As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 5 Our Fuyao is a genius

"Thank you very much, sir. Qingzhu will definitely repay you handsomely in the future."

Looking at the noble lady's receding figure, the little beggar lowered his eyes slightly, and a voice that only he could hear appeared in his ears.

Mingchen shuddered when he heard that, and his pace quickened as he walked in the opposite direction. He thought to himself, "Good Qingzhu, I don't ask for anything in return, so don't ask for anything in return."

【Bamboo brings tranquility and prosperity】

Green bamboo is given to wealthy families to nourish them with their wealth and energy.

[Green Bamboo Vow: Jade Stick, Green Bamboo Wine]

……

"Sister is very generous and gave me two strings of cash. It seems she really likes Qingzhu~"

"It's just a little clingy, but luckily he's reasonable. Don't use that trick again in the future."

"Tsk tsk... I became a beggar, and they actually gave me a dog-beating stick."

On the street,

People come and go, bustling about, all working hard to make a living.

However, when passing by, people often can't help but look back and sigh inwardly.

Following their gaze, they saw a handsome young man walking leisurely on the street. He was wearing a green brocade robe, with a wine gourd on his waist. He was playing with an emerald jade stick in his hand with a smile on his face.

He has a bright and handsome appearance, clear eyes and sparse eyebrows. He is free and easy, unrestrained and unrestrained.

What a handsome young man in this corrupt world, a handsome young man with a jade-like face.

No one knew that this young man was a dirty beggar who was disliked by everyone not long ago.

"Sir, why don't we just sell the green bamboo to her directly? We can even give it to her as a gift. Why go through so much trouble?"

Suddenly, a gentle and graceful female voice sounded in my ears.

At some point, a little white bird landed on Mingchen's shoulder, its little eyes blinking, full of spirit.

"Sell it to her?"

"How to sell it?"

Mingchen took the bird from her shoulder, gently hooked her chin with his fingers, and asked with a smile.

"Forehead……"

The little bird rubbed the master's fingers, thinking about Mingchen's problem. After thinking for a while, he couldn't come up with a plan. Finally, he gave up and said stubbornly: "Master, you must have a way!"

"You can give it to her as a gift!"

Mingchen shrugged. "We've never met before. If I give you a treasure for nothing and ask you to wear it close to your body, will you accept it with a clear conscience?"

Bird: "Sir, if you give it to me, of course I will accept it~"

Mingchen: ...

He poked the stupid bird on the head and kept scolding it with a smile: "I mean, we've never met before! If a stranger gives you something to eat, would you really eat it?"

"That depends on what he gives me. If it's steamed tender corn, Fuyao will eat it."

"Don't worry, sir. Fuyao has learned magic and is immune to all poisons!"

Stupid bird proud chest.jpg
Mingchen: ...

There was a reason why this thing was almost made into a dish back then.

"They are different. Humans and monsters are different."

Mingchen shook his head and said softly, "Giving her such a rare item for nothing, whether she'll use it or not is a question. But she'll definitely become suspicious. Then we'll find a knowledgeable Taoist priest to identify Qingzhu, which will be another troublesome matter. It's better to just leave it this way, simple and clear."

"Besides, we are going to do great things in the future. If word gets out that I gave something like green bamboo to a woman, will the young master still have any face?"

Thinking of the message Qingzhu conveyed when he left, Mingchen touched his nose, seeming a little guilty.

The family is rich, but the couple's life is not harmonious, the temper is bad, and there are excessive desires...

He spent several days gathering intelligence before finding this person and directing today's drama.

No matter what, at least I helped the little bamboo monster fulfill his wish.

"what?"

The bird tilted its head, a little confused: "What do you mean? What's wrong with the young master giving her a bamboo stick?"

The dirty adult was somewhat unwilling to look at the child's innocent eyes, and just said bluntly: "Little kid, don't ask nonsense questions, you don't need to know these things, you will understand when you grow up."

"Humph~"

"It's obvious that the young master is not even older than me!" Although she became intelligent a little late, she must be at least two hundred and fifty years old, the bird muttered somewhat indignantly.

"Then there's no need for you to dress up as a beggar!"

Look at the fat woman's mean look and her attitude towards the young master. She wants to rush up and peck out that guy's eyes.

Mingchen played with the jade stick in his hand and said with a smile, "What happened to the beggar?"

"If you don't even have the courage to face people's cold stares, how can you expect to be respected?"

"Begging is just a way of living. Imagine if all the beggars in the world were united, what kind of power would that be?"

"Oh?"

The little bird just responded, still a little confused.

Mingchen stroked the bird and said, "Fuyao, do you want to hear a story? How about I tell you a story about the Jianghu? There's a gang called the Beggars' Gang, which is full of beggars, but in that gang, there are the most powerful Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Dog Beating Stick..."

"OK……"

The bird's eyes lit up, and just as it was about to speak, it seemed to remember something and stretched out its wings to cover its head. "Master, please don't hit me! I've finished my recent homework! I've already learned the Wind Control chapter of [Dead Leaves] that Grandpa Tree taught me."

The little bird looks silly on the surface, as if it is afraid of being beaten.

But the further he spoke, the more his tail feathers lifted up and swayed gently, and his tone contained a subtle pride, just like a child who got 100 points on the test and came home asking for praise.

cunning!

"Yeah~"

"Of course~ If you don't believe me, I'll show you~"

"Okay, okay, believe it or not!"

Mingchen rubbed the bird's head and said with a smile: "Our Fuyao is really amazing! Who else's bird can catch up with our Fuyao~"

How could a monster not know magic? If he couldn't do anything, what kind of monster would he be? He might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes.

When the stupid bird met Mingchen, he really knew nothing, otherwise he would have almost been cooked.

But she can learn if she doesn't know how to do it! Mingchen asked the old man at home to teach her.

The old tree at home doesn’t even know how old it is. It has great magical powers, knows a lot of things, and has many magic skills.

Some have names, some don't.

In response to Mingchen's request, Lao Shu sorted out his memories and organized the magic techniques he had learned, dividing them into three categories: [Dead Leaves], [Green Branches] and [Flourishing Flowers].

[Dead Leaves] is a general-purpose, relatively simple spell. For example, simplified enlargement and reduction, simplified five-element spells, speed, teleportation...

[Green Branch] is an obscure and powerful magical power that requires a long time to accumulate and master.

[Flourishing Flowers] can be said to be the most precious treasure in Lao Gui's collection, the essence of his life. It has the power to change the world and move mountains and seas, but Fuyao cannot learn it.

After all, they were a bird and a tree, one oriented towards fire, the other towards wood, one soaring through the sky, the other rooted in the ground. Their species, attributes... they were all different, and it was already quite a feat for the old tree to be able to teach her all this.

"Our Fuyao is a genius."

The stupid bird doesn’t have any innate supernatural powers, but it is indeed a genius!

The old tree estimated that even a monster with extraordinary talent and extraordinary ability would need at least a hundred years to digest the contents of the "Dead Leaves".

However, Fuyao has only been practicing for six years, but he has already made most of the progress.

Mingchen always urges Xiaoniao to do her homework, but in fact Xiaoniao has no idea how difficult the things she is learning are or how much time it will take.

"Hmmmm~"

No one in the world is better at coaxing birds than Mingchen.

The little bird crossed its wings, shook its butt, raised its head and hummed twice, looking very proud.

The young master praised her for being hot!
Let’s see who dares to call her a fool!
"Then it's time for you to tell me a story!"

"Hahaha~"

"Okay, let me tell you something. Once upon a time, there was a Beggars' Sect. Their leader was called Qiao Feng. He was skilled in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and was unbeatable. He became a hero."

The little bird was waiting to hear a grand story, but the young master stopped abruptly. She was also stunned for a moment: "Ah? It's over?"

I haven’t even taken off my pants yet, is it over?
"It's over."

"Master!!!"

"You fooled me again!!!"

(End of this chapter)