Chapter 245 I will not change my name, my name is Zamao

A small business? Would you like to help?

Yao Xianqing looked at his niece who spoke calmly and casually, and for some reason, he felt warm in his heart.

His eyes were slightly red. "Wanwan! Did you invent tea oil and sesame oil? Aren't you good at medicine? Why do you care about food?"

Du Wenjun said bluntly: "Uncle! You don't know, my sister understands bird language, and many strange things are told to her by the birds she raises."

"Oh?" Yao Xianqing habitually dragged out the last word, and the expression on his face was very shocked, "Wanwan! You actually understand bird language?"

"Yes!" This is not a big secret. Everyone in the family knows it. It's okay to tell my uncle. "I've known it since I was a child."

Yao Xianqing immediately knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He bowed several times in the direction of Dongchen, shouting in surprise: "Ancestors bless you! Ancestors bless you! There is hope for the Yao family. With the gift of supernatural powers and the descendants of the Yao family, there is hope for Dongchen."

Du Wanwan was fine. Seeing Yao Xianqing kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and muttering to himself, she thought there was nothing strange about it. The ancients liked to kneel down at every turn.

Du Wenjun was different. He was startled by his sudden action and quickly stood up and helped Yao Xianqing up.

"Uncle! What are you doing? The ground is cold, get up quickly."

After Yao Xianqing knelt down, he stood up and was overjoyed as if he had been hit by a huge pie.

"Wanwan! You don't know how happy your uncle is. The Yao family's ancestor founded Dongchen, which has a history of more than 300 years. The princess born to the first emperor could understand bird language.

At that time, Dongchen had experienced wars and was in ruins. The princess led everyone to open up the mountains, build river embankments, store water for irrigation, and let the people settle down and start their own businesses. "

"Oh?" This time it was Du Wanwan who dragged out the last word, "Has there ever been someone in Dongchen who can understand bird language? But I not only understand bird language, I can understand the language of all kinds of animals.

When I was a kid, I loved chatting with them. People in Dujia Village said I was a disaster star. "

Du Wenjun was furious: "What kind of disaster star is this? Ignore those ignorant fools. Today, the village chief brought people to deliver chickens and ducks, but I didn't bother to pay attention to them."

Yao Xianqing looked at Du Wanwan with inexplicable awe and doting eyes: "Wanwan! Wenjun is right, those people are ignorant. You are a descendant of our Yao family, it is not surprising that you have atavism.

You are not a disaster star. For Dongchen, you are our lucky star. With you, Dongchen will be healthy in the future. Today, Dongchen is in dire straits and the people are living in misery because of the emperor's incompetence and the queen mother's control of the government.

My uncle didn't want to start a rebellion because he was worried that the war would cause a large number of people to flee and stay away from their hometown. If there were weapons that could shock people, we would just need to approach the palace and capture the mother and son."

What a pity! He couldn't get the Wei Dynasty's repeating crossbow.

"That's easy." Du Wanwan immediately changed the subject, "Does uncle know martial arts?"

“I have learned it, but I am not very proficient in it.”

Yao Xianqing was a little confused by Du Wanwan's jumping questions. He wanted to ask, what do you mean by simple? Is it simple to get the automatic crossbow or is there another meaning?

Why did they suddenly ask him if he knew martial arts? If they really wanted to force the emperor to abdicate, there was no need for him to lead the charge, so what did it matter if he knew martial arts?

He originally practiced martial arts just to strengthen his body.

"Wanwan!" Outside, Ye Tingxiao came in with two bird cages and placed them in front of Du Wanwan like offering treasures, "The falcons are here, take a look."

Yao Xianqing looked at the handsome Ye Tingxiao and knew his identity clearly. He must be the son of Marquis Pingyang.

After taking a look at Yao Xianqing, Ye Tingxiao instantly knew who he was, but he didn't greet him immediately. He was waiting for someone to introduce him.

Du Wanwan lifted the cloth covering the cage, revealing two adult falcons inside, with sharp, fierce eyes and a wary look.

One of them kept silent, while the other one cursed unwillingly: "Damn human, why did you bring us here? What kind of shitty place is this?"

The other one turned its head and looked around. Xiao Qi came back and saw it. He was very curious and asked Du Wanwan: "Master! Who are they? Are there any new friends?"

Aunt Hua also came back. She stood in front of the bird cage, looked left and right, and told Xiao Qi: "This is an eagle. It flies very high and likes to catch chickens to eat."

"What eagle? We are not eagles. We are falcons, and we are relatives of the eagle clan." The eagle, who had been cursing, retorted angrily, "Where did you come from, you crow? You are calling me master? Who is the master? Stand up and let me see."

Du Wanwan replied lightly: "I am your master."

"Ha! A human being can actually understand me?"

The falcon was startled, the hair on its head stood up, and its whole body was filled with strong defensiveness.

Ye Tingxiao and Du Wenjun were fine as they were used to seeing Du Wanwan chatting with all kinds of animals. But it was the first time for Yao Xianqing to see it and he was extremely curious.

My niece is so amazing that she can even understand what falcons say. I wonder why she asked people to catch falcons. Is she going to tame them?

"You guessed right. I can understand you." Du Wanwan looked at the brown hair on the falcon's head with a few yellow hairs. After thinking for a while, she gave it a name, "You are a male bird, right? From now on, your name is Huangmao."

"No." The male eagle retorted angrily, "I have a name, majestic, powerful and domineering. My name is Zamao."

“Hahaha!” Du Wanwan was amused. “Okay, okay! Just call yourself Zamao. Hahaha! Zamao is good.”

Ye Tingxiao's lips curled up slightly. It was rare for his Wanwan to laugh so happily, so this mixed-feather falcon could be said to have made a great contribution.

Du Wenjun laughed along, pointed a finger at Zamao Yingshun and scolded him: "Are you stupid? Zamao is an insult. It would be nicer to call you Huangmao. You have a few yellow hairs on your head. My sister is right. Why do you have to call you Zamao?"

"Why do you care so much?" Ye Tingxiao glared at Du Wenjun. "It can call whatever it wants, as long as Wanwan is happy."

Yao Xianqing stroked his beautiful beard with admiration in his eyes. He felt that his niece's husband was very good to his niece. He knew how to cherish the woman he wanted, and he was considered a good man.

Wanwan will not be bullied from now on. When he returns to Dongchen, he will take back what belongs to him as soon as possible and give Wanwan the status of a princess.

Even if she marries into the Marquis of Pingyang's mansion in the future, she will not be looked down upon because of her low status.

Eagle Falcon Zamao tilted his head in displeasure and looked at Du Wenjun, shouting, "I will not change my name, my name is Zamao, Zamao, Zamao."

The falcon beside him also chimed in: "That's right, even the boss's name is Zamao, why can't we?"

"Big Boss?" Du Wanwan was surprised. "Are you raised by the Big Boss?"

"No." The mixed-feathered falcon held his head high. "We live with the boss. We are good neighbors."

"Good neighbor?" Du Wanwan looked at Ying Hun in confusion. "What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)