C71

"This King has made many enemies."

Song Chongjing was helpless, he originally did not have the thought of becoming enemies with others, but unfortunately, the Emperor did not like him, so even a group of flattering people started to hate him.

Xi Mengyao chuckled, but she also walked towards him. She did not say anything, and only pulled him two steps towards the exit.

Song Chongjing did not understand and only looked at her.

At this time, Xi Mengyao had already confirmed the truth. She looked at him coldly and said, "It's not that I have a lot of thoughts, it's just that my observation skills are not bad."

As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows and said, "The prince's place doesn't seem to be safe."

After saying that, she raised her head and looked at the tree beside her.

Song Chongjing also turned his head and saw two black birds resting on the old tree beside him.

Song Chongjing had never seen this bird before.

Just by looking at it, Zhang Xuan didn't see anything special about it. It was completely jet-black in color, and it wasn't too big. How was the space around his ankles?

He took it to be a normal bird or beast, so he asked in puzzlement: "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he did not understand, Xi Mengyao sighed and laughed, "This bird, ever since you came over, it has been standing on this tree. Wherever you go, it followed.

Hearing her description, Song Chongjing frowned, he shook his head, and could not help but look up.

The bird was about the size of a sparrow and extremely plump. It looked as if it was about to survive the winter.

He tried two more steps, but the bird followed him. However, although the bird moved quickly, it was only following him.

"But what can two birds do?"

He had thought that it would be some messenger pigeon, but seeing the movements of this bird, he knew that this bird could not fly far away.

On the other side, Xi Mengyao laughed coldly when she heard this, "There aren't many that can do this, but it's very useful. It's called the eighth brother, and someone can cut the tongue of this bird into circles so that it can learn the language of humans. "

She whistled teasingly.

The bird actually flapped its wings and let out a cry, which was very similar to the sound of a whistle.

"These two are pretty good. I think I can learn some words." Xi Mengyao looked at him with a smile that was not really a smile.

Song Chongjing was startled, but still puzzledly recited it over again, "Eighth brother …"

This thing was something they rarely saw.

Nowadays, the culture of Song Qing raising birds had yet to flourish. Some rich young masters also only kept crickets, or silks, silks, silk, and other exotic beasts.

There were also people who kept parrots that talked, but only for fun.

The big parrot wouldn't say much, and he had to repeat himself before he could learn it.

He had indeed never seen a bird like this before.

However, this wasn't his fault.

Xi Mengyao knew that this place was not suitable for Eighth Brother to live and reproduce.

He had no idea who it was, or which mountain it was dug out from.

It must have taken a lot of effort for him to be able to grow so smooth and smooth.

In that case, it could only be among the rich and powerful families.

Xi Mengyao thought, then suddenly saw another one flying over, and landed on her wall.

"That thing has been following you the entire way, and there are even more than two of them." As she spoke, she angrily pouted. "If you know that someone has a way to catch birds, you can try to catch them. Maybe you'll be able to eat dinner."

There was a deep meaning to her words.

After Song Chongjing heard this, his face turned ashen, and seeing that Xi Mengyao was still looking at him, he nodded her head and said, "I will take care of this matter."

After saying that, he lowered his head, picked up two stones from the ground, and forcefully pushed them with his fingertips.

With two pfft pfft sounds, the two birds were shot down from the tree.

Song Chongjing went over and picked one up. Opening its beak to take a look, indeed, it was the sharp tongue of the bird that was cut as round as a human's.

It looks like they were indeed used to learn from others.

He lowered his head again and saw that there seemed to be a mark on the bird's claw.

On the tip of the bird's claw, there was a very strange green mark.

Previously, when the bird's claws had dug into the tree, no one had noticed.

At this time, Xi Mengyao walked over unhurriedly. She stood behind Song Chongjing, looked down for a moment, then laughed and said: "Look, I said that it was deliberately sent over."

The terrain of the capital city was flat and vast, and he had always been good at planting plants.

Farming was well-developed, but because there weren't many deep mountains, there were very few birdmen to train.

In particular, birds that lived in such deep and dense forests were even rarer.

Generally, the birds and beasts raised by Prince Sun's family were rare and unique.

However, this kind of bird, according to the most recent book, existed in the depths of the mountains as numerous as the hairs of oxen. It could often be caught by ordinary people, thus it wasn't worth much money.

"I wonder why someone brought this over in such a large group. Since it does not grow here, then we will say that it is not used to the climate here. It would take a lot of effort to raise these birds. "

She said, and looked at Song Chongjing thoughtfully, and said slowly: "Seems like the princess is not the only one who has been in trouble recently."

After Song Chongjing heard this, his face immediately changed.

Recently, the matter of the princess and her marriage had been settled for the time being.

He had always fought on the battlefields, ignoring the imperial government.

Even if someone was dissatisfied, it wasn't enough to kill him.

The only person who was going against him right now was only the Third Prince.

However, he did not know the reason behind this Third Prince. They had interacted with each other before, but they had never seen Song Qian show such thoughts.

Speaking of which, Song Qian was one of the top few princes amongst all the princes.

It had been a long time since the Emperor had made a Crown Prince. His eldest son had died early, and the Empress had passed away. After the Emperor had not established a new order, the Third Prince was his only legitimate son.

The emperor was gradually getting older, many people were bringing up the matter of the Storage Lord, and many of the people in the imperial court were arguing, some were optimistic about Song Qian, and some were obviously not too optimistic.

Someone had pushed others, and even Song Chongjing, to the top of the list.

However, this sort of thing, it was fine to listen to it.

Even though Song Chongjing was still in his prime, he didn't put that thought in his heart.

If he was going to fight for it, it would have already begun.

Now that he was a subject, he would be obedient. He had already said it many times, but the Third Prince was still facing him head-on.

in which... Is there a connection?

He thought about this, but in the end, his gaze shifted to Xi Mengyao, who was standing by his side.

His expression turned cold, and although his tone was gentle, it was also cold.

"It's only been a few short days since the princess married into the estate. Although she seems at ease when she meets you, it doesn't look like you're really idle."