Hunting High School

Naturally, Zheng Qing couldn't be more rude than a little fox. He hesitated for a few seconds, and before crossing the creek into Courtyard No. 54, he casually exchanged greetings with Su Ya in the creek:

"good evening!"

Supporting her waist, Su Ya stood up straight from the creek, letting the clear stream flow through her legs, but she just raised her head and gave the young public student a sideways look, and replied stiffly, "Not good."

The smile on Zheng Qing's face was a little stiff.

He was a little caught off guard by these words.

But immediately, he thought of a soothing excuse: "Um, are you busy?"

"Are you blind? Do I wash my feet in the stream at night?"

After the little fox girl complained, she lowered her head, pretended to be quiet, but murmured clearly: "I really don't know why Miss let this kind of scum come to the mansion. I have to stay up late at night to clean the floor and waste lamp oil."

Zheng Qing stopped in her tracks.

He has to prove that he is not a scumbag.

"Stay up late at night to wipe the floor?"

The young public welfare student glanced at the fence—very good, no one—and then made a look of righteous indignation: "It is wrong to hire child labor, and it makes you work so hard! I will definitely report this situation to the relevant departments. Isn’t the town management committee engaged in ‘Operation Thunder’ recently? They shouldn’t turn a blind eye to this kind of thing!”

The little fox girl opened her eyes wide, seeing the righteous speech of the wizard, her ears pricked up in surprise.

After a long while, she finally said: "Actually, you don't need to bother me so much. As long as you don't enter the hall, I don't need to wipe the floor again."

Zheng Qing would like to talk a few more words, what is Su Shijun doing here from the little fox girl, and why did he call himself here. Leng Buding suddenly heard a mild reprimand: "Su Ya!"

Looking back, Su Man, the head maid of Qingqiu Mansion, was standing at the door of No. 54 Courtyard, looking sternly at the 'be lazy' little fox girl.

Su Ya pursed her mouth, obediently bent down and began to search in the water again.

Su Man then turned her head, looked at Zheng Qing, and smiled gently: "Sorry, Xiao Ya stayed outside for too long, and she hasn't learned the rules very well. She didn't say anything rude."

Zheng Qing naturally wouldn't be a villain at this time.

"No, no, not at all." The young public finance student waved his hands again and again, showing a slightly cautious look: "I just went with Poseidon and said hello to Su Ya. What is she doing in the stream at night?"

While speaking, he followed the head maid into the fence.

Poseidon shook his tail lazily, endorsing the wizard's words.

After Su Man gave a slight nod to Poseidon, she sighed softly, with a rare look of sadness on her face: "I don't know who lied to her that there is a god in the stream in front of the mansion, and if you throw the copper into it, the water god will return a handful of gold." Beans and then this little idiot smashed his own piggy and threw all the copper coins he had saved into the water."

Speaking of which, Su Man looked back at the little figure outside the fence who was diligently fishing for money in the water, and shook her head again: "Miss said, to improve her memory, magic is not allowed, and other people are not allowed to help, so After dinner, she started to pick up coins and has been picking up till now."

This is really a tragic story that shakes the world and weeps ghosts and gods. Even Zheng Qing couldn't help feeling a little pity for the little fox girl - this melon is too miserable.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the little fox in his arms trembled slightly after hearing the story, as if holding back a laugh.

But when he lowered his head to look carefully, the little fox closed his eyes, curled his tail, and looked like he was taking a nap.

"It really still needs to be strengthened."

The wizard deliberated for a while, and finally thought of an appropriate answer. While praising himself from the bottom of his heart, he asked casually, "By the way, what can Senator Su want from me?"

The head maid is not Su Ya, and she was not tricked by the wizard's crude way, but just smiled subtly: "Miss is inside."

Zheng Qing was not disappointed, he did not expect himself to be able to learn from this eldest daughter.

What secret came out of the servant's mouth.

A few small figures ran past the wizard's feet, giggling and playing, and behind him came a sprinkling of light spots, interrupting the wizard's steps and thoughts.

He fixed his eyes and saw a group of flower sperm.

Although it has turned cooler in late autumn, it is not surprising that there is still a lush scene in the garden. When Zheng Qing came to the mansion last winter, it was freezing outside, but the garden was still as warm as spring, with hundreds of flowers blooming. It's just that compared with winter, the flower sperm and grass sperm of this season are obviously more comfortable in Life. They wear dresses woven with petals and young leaves, hide behind flowers and bushes, big and small, with bright eyes open. Looking at the guests passing by the garden, the laughter is subtle and cheerful.

"That's great." The wizard said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"right!"

Contrary to Zheng Qing's expectations, the head maid was very pleased with his simple compliment, and her smiling eyes narrowed: "The garden of our mansion is the best in the whole Phuket Island! This is because in winter, We are willing to spend honey and dew to support those flower sperm, and then the flower sperm will do their best to take care of the flowers in the garden."

"Excellent positive feedback." The wizard continued to praise.

Many times, subtle impasses are broken through such a simple and direct method.

The head maid took a careful look at Zheng Qing, and before leading him into the attic with red tiles and white walls and fluttering swallow ridges, she reminded in an inaudible voice: "Miss is meeting guests, don't be nervous."

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was the kindness of the head maid—Su Shijun didn't ask him to come here today to make trouble for him.

This made him greatly relieved, and looked over gratefully.

Su Man didn't seem to notice the wizard's gaze, and walked slowly in front of the side, leading the wizard through the corridor and the main hall of the loop, and came to a flower hall on the side.

The flower hall is not big, but it is very warmly decorated. There are large windows on the front, facing the garden of the mansion. The colorful flowers and reds in the garden are clearly reflected in the eyes of everyone in the hall, giving people a wonderful impression of being in it.

There are tall bookshelves on both sides, and there are small coffee tables and a few simple futon-shaped cushions beside them, which are thick and bulging, giving people an unusually comfortable feeling.

Zheng Qing always felt that those futons were more like a cat's nest than a cushion.

At this moment, the owner of the Qingqiu mansion was curled up, sitting on one of the cushions, holding a small teacup in his hand, sipping the tea in the cup one after another.

Next to her was the guest whom the head maid had just mentioned.

Also an acquaintance of Zheng Qing.

The spiritual leader of the wizards in the North District, Senior Sister Kerma who was also promoted to the Grand Wizard at a young age.