Xiao Changqi always thought the little bird was a spirit bird that had become a demon.
Many stories describe how fairies can cultivate themselves into humans.
But the little bird said she might turn back into a human...
The words "become human" and "become human again" are almost identical in meaning, but their implications are vastly different.
"Little Yuanyuan, are you human or demon?" Xiao Changqi poked the little bird's soft belly and asked in a deep voice.
"Chirp chirp," Yuan Dan replied with great confidence.
It's a human!
"Are you really unable to speak?" Xiao Changqi asked again.
New Year's Day nodded: "Chirp chirp."
I really don't know how to speak right now.
Xiao Changqi said nothing more and carried the naughty little bird back to his study to handle official documents.
"Chirp chirp chirp." The sparrow chirped softly behind, wanting to follow Yuandan, but it was too afraid of the Emperor.
Previously, on Danqi Mountain, the Emperor had plucked its feathers, turning it into a bald mountain sparrow.
When its master returned, he saw that its baldness was an insult to the dignity of Shanqi Mountain, so he kept a close watch on the Emperor and watched as the Emperor restored its feathers before he would speak to the Emperor.
From then on, the sparrow would avoid the emperor every time it saw him, and the emperor also disliked this sparrow that often followed its master.
But the sparrow couldn't understand why the Emperor disliked it so much.
Later, the master's friend, the golden-winged bird, told it: Emperor Fusheng hates all the people and birds that always crowd around Xiaoyuanyuan.
The sparrow was even more puzzled. Why did the Emperor hate all the people and birds that always lingered around his master?
The master is the master of Shanqi Mountain, while the Emperor is just a guest of Shanqi Mountain. Why does the Emperor, as a guest, have to manage the master in this way?
The golden-winged bird patted the head of the clumsy tit with a sigh, and to prevent it from having its feathers plucked by the Emperor again, it kindly reminded it: "In the future, stay away from your master, or next time it won't just be a matter of having your feathers plucked."
Ma Xiaoque: "??"
At this moment, Ma Xiaoque did not know the deeper meaning of the Golden-Winged Bird's words. It was not until it saw the Emperor burn the evil demon who bullied the birds of their Single-Bird Mountain to ashes that it realized why the Golden-Winged Bird had said that.
While Xiao Changqi was reading official documents in his study, he would squat under a pillar on New Year's Day to listen to sparrows tell stories.
"Chirp chirp." Yuandan asked the sparrow while cracking pumpkin seeds with its short beak.
What happened next?
The sparrow glanced nervously at Xiao Changqi, who was sitting at the desk. Only when it saw that the Emperor was not looking in their direction did its tense nerves relax.
"Chirp chirp chirp..."
Later, it heard from the little bird of Danqi Mountain that the Emperor was the Emperor of Fusheng Mountain, a god from ancient times who was as famous and old as Nuwa, Zhulong, and Hundun.
"Chirp chirp?" The melon seeds from New Year's Day fell.
He was the same age as Nuwa, so how old was he?
"I don't know, but some birds say that the Emperor is already over 30,000 years old."
Wouldn't they all become old men by then?
On New Year's Day, images of white-bearded old immortals from movies and TV dramas immediately popped into my mind.
"But the Emperor looks even younger than the God of Love."
On New Year's Day, someone quipped, "You've even met the God of Love?"
The sparrow realized it was being underestimated: "Of course I've seen him! The Old Man of the Moon usually wears a long red silk robe and carries a cane wrapped with red threads."
"Does the Old Man Under the Moon have a white beard?"
“No.” Sparrow shook its sturdy head. “The Old Man of the Moon is only a little over a hundred years old. He is one of the youngest gods in Heaven.”
New Year:"……"
Over a hundred years old?
Youngest?
I don't understand your world of gods.
Yuan Dan couldn't help but laugh and said, "The Old Man of the Moon is already one of the youngest gods in Heaven, so wouldn't the Emperor, who looks even younger than him, become the Child Granny of Tianshan?"
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