The emperor was quite pleased to hear this. The sixth prince had always been a well-behaved boy, and he had long heard that the prince was simple and honest and had a connection with birds and beasts. Today it seemed that this was indeed the case. He had to go and see what the divine bird looked like.
With Chuanwen by his side, the emperor had no doubt about the authenticity of the divine bird and happily went out.
Chuanwen followed behind, a little excited. "A divine bird! I've never seen a divine bird before!"
Hearing Chuanwen's heartfelt words, the emperor strode forward with even greater pride, a strange sense of self-satisfaction rising within him.
In the past, they were always the ones marveling at how much Chuanwen knew and understood. Today, it's their turn to open Chuanwen's eyes!
The sixth prince stood on the white stone bricks outside the main hall, next to a cage five or six meters long and wide, covered with a red cloth, which, aside from anything else, looked very festive.
"Father, I was fortunate enough to obtain this divine bird the other day, and I have come today to present it to you!"
The sixth prince stepped forward, his smile simple and honest.
The emperor nodded in satisfaction and ordered the red cloth to be removed. The moment the red cloth fell, a magnificent, colorful divine bird was revealed to everyone, and even the guards, palace maids, and eunuchs standing guard around couldn't help but glance at it.
The mythical bird is over a meter long, with three colorful crests on its head, and its wings and tail feathers are magnificent. When the sunlight shines on its feathers, they seem to glow with five colors.
Everyone took a deep breath. It was a phoenix!
Seeing everyone's surprise, the Sixth Prince's face lit up with smugness, but at that moment, Chuanwen had a question in his mind.
With such a long body, isn't the head a bit small? The proportions seem off...
The emperor, following Chuanwen's puzzled gaze, also turned to the phoenix's head. After looking at it for a while, he indeed felt that something seemed amiss.
The sixth prince also turned his head to look. Where is it small? Isn't it just right? This is a divine bird, do you understand? Have you ever seen what a divine bird looks like before saying its head is small!
The Sixth Prince decided not to bother with Chuanwen, a little brat. A smile returned to his face as he took out a whistle from his sleeve and blew a syllable.
Upon hearing the syllable, the divine bird turned its head, opened its beak, and emitted a clear, crisp sound.
Although the tone was not very clear, one could faintly make out "A prosperous age! A prosperous age!" if they listened carefully.
Everyone was surprised again. Could it be that there really is a divine bird in this world?
The sixth prince raised his head, and after his moment of triumph, he quickly began to flatter, "Under Father Emperor's rule, the world is prosperous and thriving. Not only are the people of the world grateful to Father Emperor, but even Heaven has sent down this divine bird to sing praises to Father Emperor!"
The emperor was quite pleased with the flattery and laughed heartily. He had barely uttered the word "good" when the messenger immediately added, "Excellent! Deserves a reward!"
The sixth prince was all smiles, already prepared to plead for his mother when his father bestowed a reward upon him.
The emperor glanced at Chuanwen almost imperceptibly, but was still very happy. He then focused his attention on rewarding the sixth prince, but before he could speak, Chuanwen suddenly burst into laughter in his heart.
[Hahaha! Just paint a pheasant some colors and add some fake feathers, and it becomes a mythical bird! Hahaha!]
[To create a mythical bird, that bird dealer plucked all the feathers from hundreds of pheasants, hahaha!]
"How could that be!" Seeing his father's face growing darker and darker, the Sixth Prince feared that his father had believed Chuanwen's nonsense, so he hurriedly told the emperor and the others to take a few steps back. His divine bird could even breathe fire!
[Time to showcase your talent!]
Chuanwen took a few steps back, rubbing his hands together as he waited to see what would happen, while also racking his brains trying to figure out why the divine bird could talk and breathe fire.
Zheng Yan also became alert, so that he could protect Chuanwen and the emperor should any accident occur.
The sixth prince put the whistle to his lips and blew another syllable. Then, as if receiving some command, the divine bird turned its head and opened its small mouth. However, instead of the large ball of flame that the sixth prince had imagined, only a wisp of black smoke curled out and then dissipated.
how so!
The sixth prince was incredulous and blew it several more times, but with the same result. In the end, the divine bird just opened its mouth, and not even a wisp of black smoke appeared.
[There's only so much fuel left, and you've already used it all up by showing off!]
I was a little disappointed, thinking I would see a fire-breathing messenger; the emperor's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
The sixth prince trembled with fear. "No! Impossible!"
The emperor ordered people to examine the divine bird, and sure enough, they found that its feathers were glued on, and that "prosperous age" thing was because it had something like a whistle hidden in its beak, only smaller and more delicate. As long as there was airflow, no matter who blew it, it could produce those two syllables similar to "prosperous age".
The guard also found traces of oil on the object, so the fire-breathing technique must have come from it.
The emperor was so angry his liver ached. Was this what Grand Tutor Zheng meant when he said the sixth prince was simple and natural, and had a connection with birds and beasts?!
Just then, Chuanwen also got to this point, and he chuckled to himself, thinking, "Can you blame Grand Tutor Zheng? You asked him at the New Year's banquet, with so many officials watching. The implication was clear: 'Come on, praise my son!' Grand Tutor Zheng had it tough. His other sons were easy to praise, but with his sixth son, to avoid spoiling your mood, he racked his brains to come up with these few words..."
emperor:"......"
After thinking for a moment, he realized that it was during a banquet with his officials last year during the Spring Festival that he remembered that he had been having Grand Tutor Zheng tutor his sons for some time, and he wanted to inquire about their progress. In fact, he was satisfied with his sons and did indeed have the desire to show them off.
The emperor was embarrassed; wasn't this just shooting himself in the foot?
Grand Tutor Zheng was Zheng Yan's grandfather, so Zheng Yan, who was standing silently behind, did not dare to make a sound. She never expected that one day she would be eating melons herself. Sure enough, Chuanwen was a dangerous girl.
However, the emperor did not intend to do anything to Grand Tutor Zheng. He looked at the sixth prince and then delivered a brilliant finishing blow.
The message reads: "[The Sixth Prince goes to the bird market every day and gets scammed every three days, hahaha. There are dancing owls, parrots that can carry shoes, orioles that seem to be reincarnated fairies, and more...]"
The sixth prince was covered in sweat.
[The money's all gone to buying birds! The Sixth Prince can't even afford a decent outfit. He has to borrow clothes from his brothers to see the Emperor. Hahaha, what a weirdo!]
The sixth prince was a double-layered khan.
[He's nicknamed the Bird Prince because he bought so many birds that he's become penniless. Even Consort Li has to subsidize him, making him the poorest concubine in the palace. No wonder Consort Li is so eager to practice playing the trumpet, hahaha!]
The Sixth Prince, the Third Khan.
[Oh, and one more thing! Last year, the Sixth Prince didn't have money to prepare a New Year's gift for the Emperor, so he gave him that oriole that was the reincarnation of a fairy. The key point is that the fairy oriole knew its way around, and before giving it to the Emperor as a gift, the Sixth Prince told it to fly back on its own in a few days. Hahaha, he got it for free!]
The sixth prince was drenched in sweat.
The emperor not only had liver pain, but his hands also hurt! No! It wasn't that his hands hurt, but that they were itchy!
He felt guilty because the oriole he had given his son had disappeared without a trace.
So that's how it is! Hmph!
Zheng Yan, who had been silently hiding, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He put the pressure on the Sixth Prince and wished him good luck!
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