Chapter 193 Night Spring Breeze
After sending Zuo Si away, Mi August went on to other things.
Du Lianhua's early appearance gave her a sense of urgency. With her speed of development, it was not too slow. With her current strength as a Yin Shen, it would not be difficult to kill Du Lianhua. It's just that the identity of Yin Shen has some limitations after all. She is powerful alone, and it is not enough to face everything that may happen in the future.
For example, now that Du Lianhua has gone to the inner gate of Du'e Academy, she can't do anything to him for the time being.
However, the sense of urgency was not enough to make her panic. It just prompted her to speed up her pace, and the people she held in her hands also had to move faster.
Mi August first released the gambling house monster in the book of good and evil.
In just a few days, the woman in palace clothes became more and more haggard, and even her clothes lost their luster.
It looked at Mi August with fear, no longer as confident and charming as before.
Mi August looked at it and said: "As a monster who is good at all kinds of gambling, you should be good at arithmetic."
Woman in palace clothes:? ? ?
What does this say?
Mi August doesn’t care whether it understands it now or not, he just asks the housekeeper to send it to the counting house.
Nowadays, there are more people in Siye Mansion and more people are engaged in real estate development. The income and expenses from night travel classes, night travel newspapers, elixirs, talismans, government appointments, etc. are far from what they used to be. . In the past, only one old man could handle the accounting office (he didn't have much to do on weekdays), but now there are three people, and it turns out that it's not enough.
Of course, now Si Yefu has become part of the house spirit, and the house spirit is very clear about what it has. It's just that Mi August felt that letting the house spirit focus on this aspect was a bit overkill. It happened that Xiaopang's changes gave her some inspiration. As Siye Mansion is her territory, the people inside will have to adapt to the existence of weirdness sooner or later, little by little. It penetrates very well.
The woman in palace clothes was so confused that she was moved to another place by the housekeeper in the blink of an eye.
The people in the accounting room were shocked when they saw such a charming and beautiful woman arriving.
The old man raised his head while he was settling the accounts, and the brush in his hand fell off, staining a piece of the bill he had just calculated.
"This? This?"
The housekeeper told Mi August's instructions.
When the three of them heard that this was sent by Master Mi, they didn’t hesitate. When they learned that this woman who looked just like an ordinary person, turned out to be just like the fat guy from the night tour class, she was not a real person. It was even more surprising when it was a monster.
After the housekeeper finished explaining, he left.
The three people in the old accountant were left looking at each other, not knowing what to do.
The woman in palace clothes was very weak. She wanted to eat the three people in front of her to recover, but the cruel reality prevented her from doing so.
Now that she has left her hometown, she is in the same situation as Xiaopang when she first came here, and even more miserable than Xiaopang. At least Little Fatty's "hometown of the Boarding Office" was still there, but the gambling shop he relied on for survival was gone, so he didn't know how far away from home he was.
After a while of silence, the old accountant said, "Ahem, what do you call this girl?"
The woman in palace clothes did not speak. How did it get its name from a vassal monster?
The old accountant lived in embarrassment.
The young man on the right whispered: "The chubby boy in the night tour class was also asked for his name before, but he didn't say anything at first. Later, everyone called him chubby and he agreed."
The young man glanced at the woman in palace attire, who also looked at him. The two looked at each other, and the young man First he looked away embarrassedly and said to the old accountant: "This girl may not have a name."
"What should we do?" The old accountant said: "Master Mi will send it here and ask for it in the future. We often get along with each other, but we can’t even call each other when we look down.”
The young man said: "How about the old gentleman pick one for it?"
The old accountant looked at the woman in palace clothes after hearing this, "What do you think, girl?"
The woman in palace clothes nodded indifferently, it What do you think? How can a dying prisoner refuse?
The old accountant looked at it, and finally his eyes settled on the woman's exposed hands.
"The jade fingers are very sharp, and they are a good abacus hand." The old accountant looked at the haggard and pale face of the palace-dressed woman again, with more pity in his eyes, "If the girl doesn't dislike it, she can take my surname and call her How about Chu Qianqian?”
The woman in palace clothes nodded indifferently.
The old accountant was beaming with joy.
The two people on the left and right understood the reason at once: the old accountant was probably thinking of the new ‘Chu Qianqian’ as his adopted daughter.
It’s no wonder that the old accountant suddenly came up with this idea. He has been in Siye Mansion for most of his life, without a wife or children. At this time, a woman suddenly arrived. Although the woman looked charming, she was haggard and pale, which made her even more pitiful. In addition, she had a very sweet temperament (she had to bow her head under the eaves). She would be working here in the future, so the old accountant inevitably had a need to take care of her. Heart.
And this person is always prone to develop a sense of responsibility for the things he names. As soon as the name Chu Qianqian was recognized, deep down in his heart, the old accountant wanted to take care of the other person as his own child.
As for knowing that Chu Qianqian is a monster and not a real person, in the old accountant's opinion: the monsters in Si Ye Mansion are all good.
Look at Feng Baozi, Feng Mingzi, Xiaopang...each one is extremely good.
"Let's do this. You will be in charge of the reception desk in the future. Qianqian is good-looking and will give our accountant a good face." The old accountant decided Chu Qianqian's position.
Chu Qianqian still nodded.
Having not heard her speak for so long, the old accountant couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Can you speak?"
"Yes." Chu Qianqian said.
The old accountant was relieved, "Where's the abacus?"
He had planned to spare half a day to teach Chu Qianqian how to settle accounts and identify the people in Siye Mansion.
Chu Qianqian felt that the old man had many problems. Due to Mi August's intimidation, he did not have a fight with the old accountant. He walked directly to the counter and opened what looked like an account book on the table. One hand turned, and the other hand crackled the abacus. The sound of the beads on the abacus colliding was fast, crisp and pleasant as it moved its fingers. After a while, it stopped turning the abacus, and then picked up the pen and wrote every word. Write the exact number on the page. The three old accounting gentlemen looked on with their mouths agape.
Chu Qianqian looked at their stupid expressions. Except for the lack of despair and fear, it was very similar to the expressions of the guests after winning a bet in the past.
This made him habitually raise the corners of his lips, showing a charming and proud smile. He turned his left hand to hold a flower, and then put the pipe in his mouth and took two puffs. As a result, it became lonely. It is now too weak and the pipe is gone.
A proud smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and Chu Qianqian sighed, how can she live this day.
After coming back to their senses, the old accounting gentlemen looked at each other, and they were also thinking: As long as the people (weirds) sent by Master Mi are too powerful, how can ordinary people like them live.
"Chu Qianqian?" Mi August learned from Zhai Ling that the woman in palace clothes also had a name, she smiled and said: "It sounds better than Little Fatty."
Zhai Ling said: "Little Fatty was originally called by the children. Mr. Accountant is a scholar after all."
Mi August nodded and stopped caring about this matter, concentrating on studying the elixir he had obtained not long ago.
The time soon came when Mi Feixue was out of school. When the child returned to the old house, Mi August also came out of the laboratory.
The two had dinner together. Mi August took Mi Feixue and walked around the old house to eat. While walking, they chatted, "I plan to give A Zhai a name. What do you think about it, baby?" ”
The surrounding air shook, and then became fresher.
Mi Feixue tilted her head, wasn't she called A Zhai?
Mi August said: "Now that Si Ye Mansion has become part of the house, our residence should also be distinguished from it."
The two walked to the door of the old house. Mi August looked up, and Mi Feixue looked up with her.
A lantern was hung above the door of the old house. It was not completely dark at this time, but the lantern automatically lit up under the gaze of the two people. It was easy to know that this was the operation of the spirit of the house.
The slightly swaying lantern indicates a restrained yet turbulent mood in the house spirit.
Mi August said with a smile: "It's time to hang a plaque."
Mi Feixue smiled happily thinking about what Mi August said about 'our residence'. This is her and August's Home!
She pulled Mi August's sleeve and shook it.
Mi August lowered her head, and it was rare to see a child's eyes full of light and longing. Her youth and maturity had faded away from her, and her face was as innocent and cute as she should be at this age, silently longing for something from her elders.
Mi August bent down and picked her up.
Ever since Mi Feixue started going to school, it was rare for Mi August to be held in his arms like this.
She blushed with embarrassment and was reluctant to be so close, so she pursed her lips and looked at Mi August nervously.
Mi August laughed, "So, baby, do you have any good opinions?"
Mi Feixue stared at her seriously.
Mi August tilted his head, "Do you want me to pick up the baby?"
Mi Feixue nodded.
Mi August said deliberately: "The little lazy kid doesn't want to use his brain."
Mi Feixue opened her eyes wide and shook her head. Mi August pinched her cheek and said with a smile: " Just call it Night Spring Breeze. The plaque is written by The baby will write it, and the baby can’t be lazy this time.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the housekeeper came out quickly carrying a plaque, and then placed the pen and ink on the writing table within a few seconds. In front of the two of them.
After doing this, the housekeeper stood straight and respectfully silent, as if what he just did was just normal service to the master.
Mi Feixue fell to the ground and picked up the horse hair.
The pen used to write the plaque is much thicker than that used for normal writing. Mi Feixueren is small and his hands are small, so it seems very difficult to hold it.
Mi August had no intention of helping. The reason why she asked Mi Feixue to write was because Mi Feixue was a member of this family, so the two of them chose one name and wrote the other's name, which was a parent-child interaction. Perfect. Secondly, Mi Feixue has special abilities, and Mi August feels that it would be better for her to write the story than to write the story for herself in person.
As for the last point, Mi August considers himself not as good at calligraphy as Mi Feixue.
The girl, who is several years old, is holding a thick brush. Before writing, she subconsciously turns her head to look at Mi August.
Mi August smiled gently.
Mi Feixue was so nervous that her eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she lowered her head to face the plaque, she returned to her usual cold expression.
It looks quite impressive. Mi August looked at the little guy's profile and thought amusedly.
There is a 'person' who is actually more nervous than Mi Feixue.
Zhai Ling stared straight at the pen in Mi Feixue's hand.
Then the pen was written on the plaque -
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[Night Spring Breeze (Palace Spirit)]
[Spiritual Objects]
[Palace Creatures, Town Spirits The palace is home, and the utility is endless]
[It can’t be done without it within the scope of Ye Chunfeng. Only you can’t imagine it. It’s so powerful at home robbery, and others cry with envy]
[…]
In the evening, Mi Feixue has gone. She went to the night tour class, and more than an hour had passed since she wrote a plaque for the old house and hung it up.
Mi August opened the book of good and evil and looked at the original page of the house spirit. Seeing the changed words on it, he was a little surprised but also expected. He rubbed the page with his fingertips and fell into deep thought.
Relatives are here, I am not feeling well, and writing is a bit slow. I will be fine once I get through these difficult first two days_(:з」∠)_(Congratulations to the housekeeper for mentioning your name today)
(End of this chapter)