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

Chapter 81 Who doesn’t know how to raise a Gu?

Mingchen didn't want to discuss the philosophical issues of good and evil in human nature.

This book is not very valuable. It looks like the old man has studied it for many years, but he still looks like this.

He stroked the somewhat tattered pages of the book, as if he had thought of something interesting.

"Tear~"

The sound of paper being shredded echoed in the silent room.

The foundation of the country's life, which was regarded as a treasure by the national teacher, was torn off the most important page by Mingchen.

He took another piece of paper, scribbled a few words on it, and crumpled it with the pages of the book.

"Fuyao, please help me deliver this to the prince."

"It's just right. Let's send it now. He's probably still awake. Be careful not to let anyone see it."

The bird paused when he heard this, his eyes rolling around, as if he had thought of something.

She leaned limply against Mingchen's neck: "Ah~ Sir~ It's getting dark, I'm so tired~ Fuyao is sleepy and wants to sleep~"

You better be really sleepy.

Mingchen rolled his eyes. This guy hasn’t slept for three years.

Every morning when he opened his eyes, he would see this unfortunate guy fluttering in front of him.

In the past few days, it has been acting very mysterious at night. I don’t know where it has gone, and several of its feathers have fallen off.

Mingchen shook three fingers and said, "I'll cook three heads of tender corn for you tomorrow and tell you a story tonight."

"Really?!"

The wilted little bird suddenly raised its head, its eyes sparkling.

But then, as if he had thought of something, he nudged Mingchen again: "No need~ Anyway, whether Fuyao goes or not, you will give me the food I like~"

Mingchen: ...

I've gotten used to it from you.

"Oh~ I can't help it."

Mingchen shook his head, seeming helpless.

The bird curved its eyes, with a hint of cunning in its small eyes, waiting for its master to give out more chips.

However, Mingchen then stroked the black cat that was sleeping lazily and said with some regret: "Looks like I can only go find Mo Xing~"

"Let's tell Mo Xing a story tomorrow night..."

Mo Xing: Meow meow meow?

Fuyao:!!!
"No !!!!"

The coquettish little bird suddenly raised its head, put its wings on its hips, glared at the lazy cat angrily, and its voice became sharper.

"Sir, you are not allowed to look for it. I will give it to you!!!"

"It's so lazy it's almost like crawling. How can it be as fast as me?"

"It will take Fuyao an incense stick of time to deliver it to you, young master..."

Mo Xing: ...

While belittling his competitors, the bird puffed out his chest and kept boasting.

However, before she could finish her words, she reacted instantly when she received a teasing look from someone.

"Ah!! Young Master!!!"

"Alright! Sir, you're playing tricks on me again!"

"Hahahaha~"

Mingchen leaned back in his chair, took it from his shoulder, held it above his head, and looked at her quietly.

The dim light illuminates the beautiful birds.

He met many people along the way, but this bird was the closest to him.

He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "How could I tease you? Let's talk properly! Otherwise, I'll sue you for defamation."

"Humph!"

The bird shook its head and refused to communicate.

This person can make the dead appear alive. He is very evil.

She knew that she could never win the argument with this bad guy.

"Sir, wait for me!"

"You're hot!"

When she becomes a different person, she will bite him to pieces!

"Okay, okay~"

She spread her wings, and her body seemed to have become a little bigger, just enough to take the letter Mingchen gave her: "Give it to me~" From the beginning, she actually just wanted to act coquettishly.

She would never refuse Mingchen.

"Good~"

"Master, you must not forget what you promised me~"

"Good~"

……

"Whoosh!"

The white bird turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the dark night sky.

Mingchen stood in front of the window, quietly watching the birds fly away.

"Meow~"

The cat woke up and jumped into Mingchen's arms, arched its head, and found a comfortable position.

Mingchen smiled, looked in the direction the bird disappeared, and murmured softly, "Old man, you like raising Gu so much? I'll try raising one too... I want to see which of you has the higher gold content?"

……

Night, Prince's Mansion,
The study was exceptionally quiet and brightly lit.

Xiao Zhengyang had a calm expression as he sat at his desk, processing memorials one after another.

Mingchen's guess was right, he really didn't sleep.

Although there are still dark circles under his eyes and his face is pale, compared to two months ago, it is already pretty good.

The work intensity is still very high, but he also takes breaks, so the Crown Princess doesn't come to disturb him.

During this period, Xiao Zhengyang actually relaxed a little.

Although the national situation is still precarious and on the edge of a cliff.

But compared to two months ago, it is at least much more reassuring, and at least we can see the direction.

This year's imperial examination, a star general and a genius descended from heaven,
Mingchen and Lingyu were like a shot of adrenaline, bringing him back to life.

If everything goes well, he can accept the price.

As long as we get through this disaster, everything will return to peace.

When his father abdicates, he will take power and, relying on these two people, will surely revive Qianyuan.

He is also worthy of his identity.

The lights flicker and time passes slowly.

Xiao Zhengyang was a little tired. He let out a light breath and opened the window.

The night is quiet and the breeze is cool.
Whether it is day or night, looking up at the sky can calm his mood.

He quietly looked at the crescent moon in the sky and whispered softly, "I hope everything goes well."

The day after tomorrow Ling Yu will set off for the northern border to fight against the enemy.

I hope this young disciple of the God of War can create a miracle and save the dynasty.

Just as he was feeling melancholy, the night wind suddenly blew, and a white light flashed in the distance, as if something was approaching him at a very fast speed.

A strong wind blew on his face, and Xiao Zhengyang subconsciously closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the elf-like bird was already hovering in front of him, gently fluttering its wings.

The little eyes were exceptionally bright, just like that person.

Xiao Zhengyang was stunned: "It's you?"

He recognized the psychic bird and was impressed.

It was tamed by that magical man, who brought him a glass of wine two months later, which made his mind clear.

His face lit up with joy, he glanced around, and then asked the bird, "But sir, what do you want to tell me?"

The scene looked a little strange.

The prince of a country actually looked at a little white bird with eager eyes and spoke to it so politely.

It was because the Crown Princess was not here, otherwise she would have dragged him to see the imperial physician.

'You guessed it, little bro!'

Fuyao threw the letter Mingchen gave her directly on the table.

Then he put his wings on his forehead and saluted Xiao Zhengyang in a very human way: "Goodbye!"

Immediately, a white shadow flashed and disappeared into the night sky.

Xiao Zhengyang picked up the rolled-up paper and stared at the bird as it flew away in amazement: "It's truly... magical."

(End of this chapter)