Xiao Changqi lowered his eyes to look at the little bird, pinching her tiny paw: "Are you uncomfortable?"
On New Year's Day, he appeared deep in thought and said, "I doubt the old emperor will live long."
It's not that he himself won't live long, but that someone wants him to die young.
Xiao Changqi understood Yuan Dan's implied meaning: "I will discuss this matter with Yuan Qing."
This means that she shouldn't worry about it.
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The concerns about New Year's Day are not without reason.
The old emperor had only caught a cold, but he couldn't get out of bed for several days.
The Empress stayed by the Emperor's bedside day and night, and the Crown Prince and several other princes also visited the old Emperor in the palace. Only Xiao Changqi stayed in the Ganwang Mansion all day playing with birds.
The Chinese New Year is just around the corner.
For the first time, the Prince's Mansion had a hint of New Year's atmosphere; the couplets were written by Xiao Changqi himself.
But he only painted the one at the main gate of the Prince's Mansion.
Moreover, it was only after the little bird begged the man that she got it.
The maids in the mansion also cut out paper-cut window decorations for decoration, and lanterns and colorful decorations were hung everywhere, as if the mansion was about to hold a happy event.
The festive atmosphere of the New Year is not as strong in modern times as it was in ancient times. In modern times, New Year's Day is usually spent shopping for New Year's goods with parents.
On New Year's Eve, the family would get up early. Yuan's mother, who didn't usually cook, would cook glutinous rice balls in the kitchen, while Yuan's father would tiptoe into her room and gently call her to get up.
After turning eighteen, Yuan Dan no longer felt comfortable acting spoiled with her parents, much to her father's disappointment.
The little cotton-padded jacket grows up and becomes an independent little cotton-padded jacket.
"Master, look, is this how it's written?"
The chirping of sparrows pulled her back from her memories.
Looking down on New Year's Day, I saw two little birds, Sparrow and Jinjin, playfully leaving several bamboo-leaf-like claw marks on the rice paper.
Although it wasn't written very well, you could still tell that it was the character "囍".
"I asked you to write the character '福' (fortune), why did you write the character '喜' (happiness)?" Yuan Dan said helplessly.
The illiterate sparrow chirped, "Isn't this the character '福' (fortune)?"
It was written based on Jin Jin's handwriting.
Jin Jin remained completely calm: "This is the only character I can write."
The Emperor forced Xiao Fenghuang to learn this character before Xiao Fenghuang and Mo Qi's wedding.
"Didn't I write a sample for you?" Yuan Dan picked up a piece of Xuan paper with the still-wet ink from the side with his beak.
Jin Jin glanced at the words on the rice paper: "Too ugly."
The sparrow looked innocently at its wingtip and said, "It's too difficult."
New Year's Day slapped a wing right on the forehead: "..."
Xiao Changqi pushed the door open and came in, and saw three little birds huddled together, chirping and talking about something.
He walked over expressionlessly, reached out and scooped Yuandan out from between two small birds, one gray and one white: "What are you doing?"
Yuandan squatted in the man's palm, her tuft of hair on her head swaying as she shook her head: "I'm teaching them to write the character '福' (fortune/blessing)."
Xiao Changqi's gaze fell on the table, where he saw a "福" (Fu, meaning good fortune) character and two "囍" (Xi, meaning double happiness) characters. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "These are the '福' characters you wrote?"
"Chirp chirp."
"Chu mi".
The two birds simultaneously looked away.
New Year's Day: "This year's students are too difficult to manage. It seems that I am the only clever little bird in the world."
Jinjin retorted, "I'm a smart little bird too."
The sparrow raised its wings in agreement: "Master, I'm very clever too."
Xiao Changqi remained silent, unsure whether he should discourage the bird's inflated confidence.
On New Year's Day, she proudly said to the man, "Look what a treasure you've found."
Hearing the bird's words, Xiao Changqi's heart stirred: "Baby?"
"That's me," Yuandan proudly pointed to himself with his wings.
Xiao Changqi stared intently at the little bird for a long while, then suddenly chuckled softly, "It is indeed a treasure."
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