Aunt Qing didn't know who she was, so she didn't scare Elder Wu at all.
She went back directly: "Old Wutou, what are you talking about? Our little dance girl looks so good-looking, it's normal for Your Highness to like it very much, you lousy old man knows farts!"
Feng Wu glanced at Aunt Qing in surprise and gave her a thumbs up silently.
Aunt Qing proudly raised her chin and cursed, who wouldn't
Elder Wu stared at Aunt Qing, and his angry beard almost turned up, but for some reason, he didn't have a seizure in the end, just rolled his sleeves and glared at Feng Wu, then turned and left.
Feng Dance: "..."
Why is she being stared at
Elder Wu specializes in picking soft persimmons to pinch
But before Feng Wu could resist, Elder Wu had already thrown his sleeves and left, and at this moment, Aunt Qing snorted softly: "It's the old head Wu who likes to make trouble."
Aunt Qing looked at Feng Wu with apologetic eyes: "Little Wu girl, when Old Man Wu found out, there is really no way to put you into the Military Academy."
Feng Dance was busy saying that it was all right.
Aunt Qing pulled Feng Wu: "Let's go, let's go to Imperial College, I will send you directly to their person in charge and let them take good care of you."
As Aunt Qing walked, she introduced to Feng Wu: "In our presence, the top person in charge is the head of the magic outfit department. He is now in retreat, and you can't see him for the time being."
"The second in command is the deputy minister. He also manages the Military Academy, the old man you just saw."
"The third in command... Normally, it should be the person in charge of the Imperial Academy, but... emmmm, for some unspeakable reasons, the third in command at this base is Master Duanmu."
"Of course, although Master Duanmu is the third-in-command in his position, his status is incredible. The ministers dare not offend him, and they all hold him high. However, Master Duanmu can directly talk to President Xu, I even talked to the Grand Marshal."
"This fourth person is finally the person in charge of our Imperial College. His name is Wang Zhiheng, he was Master Duanmu's junior brother back then, but for some reason, the two senior brothers are not on good terms now."
What Qing Aunt told Feng Wu now is the internal secret of the Magic Dress Department, who made her have a good impression of Feng Wu.
If the impression is not good, after bringing people over, just throw it into the team and it will be over, how can you explain so much.
Aunt Qing was talking, and Feng Wu was listening. One of them spoke happily, while the other listened earnestly, which was very harmonious.
Aunt Qing suddenly asked Feng Wu: "Do you know how our Magic Costume Department works?"
Feng Wu: "Ah? How does it work?"
Aunt Qing: "You really didn't ask before you came in? You really don't know anything?"
Feng Wu has an innocent face.
Aunt Qing sighed: "Hey, you girl... You said this Great Eastern Elder, why is she so stingy, why bother with a little girl like you? Why is she still angry with you? I don't even think about how old she is. already."
Aunt Qing told Feng Wu while talking about it: "In our place, there are dozens of magic outfit teams, big and small. The tasks are posted on the top, and the teams take orders to carry out."
"We have several modes, the most common is the inscription workshop mode where the master leads the pupils."
Aunt Qing took Feng Wu into the area on the side of the Imperial College, and while walking, she pointed to the large and small spaces around her and said to Feng Wu: "Look, these rooms are big or small, and the one near the gate is the largest. The room is smaller in the back."
(End of this chapter)