On February 13, it had been 5 days since Mu Yan accepted the errand called a servant who was actually a manual recitation machine.

At first, he only came to Sainsa Manor for three hours every afternoon, stayed until it was dark, and then left. But as the two grew acquainted, Janssen extended his working hours to 5 hours, and paid three times his previous salary, 1 gold and 50 silver coins per hour.

Even for the other round-the-clock servants at Sainsa Manor, the money Mu Yan earned in an hour would have taken them a whole day.

The time was extended, and the content of the work was certainly not limited to recitation, Mu Yan would push his scooter under the guidance of Janssen and walk through the corners of the manor. The library, the exhibition room, the sealed study, and even the back kitchen were all turned around under Mu Yan's strong request.

It's not just a matter of lounging, Janssen is talking more and more these days. In these places, Mu Yan always had many questions to provoke the taciturn Janssen, so that he couldn't help but open the conversation box and talk endlessly.

"Just like you said that your brain will rust if you don't need to, if you don't open your mouth often, your eloquence will also regress."

Mu Yan explained.

At this time, he plays the role of a qualified listener, and from time to time he asks a question or two to prove that he is listening.

Janssen also thought it was strange that there seemed to be some kind of indescribable tacit understanding between the two, and every time he just wanted to expand and explain a certain topic, the other party would ask just the right question, which was almost like the royal courtiers recorded in the book. So much so that he couldn't help but think: If this is not a coincidence, then how knowledgeable this guy must be?

But as soon as this thought was mentioned, he snuffed it out.

How is this possible? Even Grandpa William couldn't do it to this extent in front of him. When a person is fully compatible with the cognitive aspects of others, his knowledge is several times higher than that of others, which is almost impossible to achieve. What's more, he still looks so young, only a few years older than him.

He felt that Jialan, even on the plains of herding horses, could not produce such a learned person, because since he was literate, he had never stopped reading, and there were many scholars in the Silver Candle Society who had been driven away by him, who said that they could not stand his meanness and bad temper on the surface, but in fact they were all weak-hearted. They know better than anyone that the root cause of their departure is not that he is too mean, but that the disparity in knowledge between the two makes them ashamed to speak.

Well, he is indeed a little mean, and he has been complained by Mu Yan several times these days. The disparity in knowledge is also objective. He was obsessed with reading as the only way to escape from reality, the only means of comforting himself, and he reaped fruitful results.

At this point, he is more similar to Mu Yan.

……

In the afternoon of this day, in the atrium of the Seinsha Manor, Mu Yan pushed the scooter and Janssen to stroll through the garden as usual.

Mu Yan was particularly curious about the tear carnation in front of him, and from time to time he pulled off a petal and brought it to his nose to sniff and observe its texture.

"What are you doing?" Janssen asked.

"I want to make a picture out of these petals and give it to a lovely girl." Mu Yan explained: "However, its petals are only four colors, and it exudes a strange smell that is not a fragrance......

"Wait, sweet girl?" Janssen exclaimed: "You are ......"

"What's wrong with me?" Mu Yan snorted, "I'm funny and humorous, handsome and handsome, and adventurous, can't I capture the hearts of one or two beautiful girls during my travels?" ”

"I'm so curious what kind of girl is so pathetic and pitiful that she would know someone like you who hasn't even read it......" Janssen said unceremoniously, "And you don't know anything about romance, and you actually try to give a gift with a flower like tear caryophyllene......"

"What's wrong with the caryophyllus! Isn't this flower pretty? ”

"It's not the appearance, it's the substance." Janssen pursed his lips, as if remembering something, and the corners of his mouth pursed and sneered: "Tear caryophyllum means fraternity, equal love, in other words, mercy." When you give it to a girl you like, it is nothing more than to express two meanings, one is that you also give this kind of flower to other girls at the same time, you are showing your 'fraternity'. Second, you do not have pure affection for her, but with pity and sympathy, either of which proves your ignorance. ”

"That's it......" Mu Yan looked a little lost.

Am my words too much? Janssen said in his heart, so he added stiffly: "Knowledge about flowers...... It's relatively unpopular, but not everyone will come into contact with it, and it's normal for you to not know......"

"Oh......" Mu Yan touched his chin thoughtfully. Actually, I was just thinking about it...... Why would you want to grow it? Looks like you don't like it at all. ”

"I didn't grow it." Janssen said, "And I really don't like it. ”

He glanced at the tearful carnation that was blooming all over the courtyard, like a group of dancing girls dressed in flowers, and the warbler Yanyan seemed to him like a tonguey maid whispering and pointing at him.

"If I could, I'd burn them clean."

"Then I'll burn it for you."

"What?"

Janssen turned his head in surprise, just saw Mu Yan stretching out his hand, and with the rhythm of his five fingers, the fire elements in the air gathered together, like a red ribbon, and like a burning fire python, and the high temperature instantly swept the flower garden where the two of them were.

"What are you doing!?"

Janssen's exclamation was accompanied by a shrill siren, and before the words fell, three figures appeared in front of the two.

The security of Seinsha Manor is comparable to that of the Imperial Palace, and within a few breaths, there are guards with an average level of 40 or more, and the mage at the head is still a white-robed ......

According to the price of Fa Lan City, the white-robed mage is stationed as a manor guard, and the monthly commission is at least tens of thousands, which is only the kind of low-level goods that are in the early 50s and can't even touch the bricks of the mage tower in this life. And the middle-aged man in front of him is at most middle-aged, and he is far from that age, and he probably came here to deal with Principal William.

The garden was on fire, and in the blink of an eye, it was extinguished by the mage, and the smoke was swept away by the wind. The rest of the land is scorched black, and the original warbler Yanyan has become Zhang Sanye, who does not show his teeth.

The three of them glared at Mu Yan angrily, especially the mage, who looked at Mu Yan as if he was looking at a kidnapper with bad intentions, staring at his hand on Jansen's shoulder.

"Who? Leave Master Janssen! ”

Mu Yan completely ignored him and patted Janssen on the shoulder,

"Aren't you happy now?"

The latter woke up from his bewilderment.

He stared at the messy flower garden in front of him in a daze, his mouth opened and closed several times, and he couldn't speak.

It seems that as the other party said, he is indeed much happier now, and it can even be said that he is inexplicably comfortable......

He hates these flowers, there's no doubt about it. He could have destroyed them if he wanted to, but he couldn't.

The seeds of these flowers were sent by the Clark family, and Principal William saw them as a gesture of favor to the Clark family, who admired the theory of blood, and intended to befriend them, so he sent the flowers. Although Janssen usually looks ignorant, he actually knows all too well about those things. So even though he dislikes these plants of pity and sympathy all the time, he still has to convince himself to accept them, try not to think about them, and only make some childish actions to vent his anger when he is emotionally out of control.

But now, these resentments seem to have disappeared with the wind like a yard full of tears and caryophyllus.

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