The early spring in the capital is still a bit cool, the spring breeze blows, the branches sprout new shoots, and the depressed capital begins to be wrapped in greenery.
Shi Sheng walked on the street, passed through the crowd, glanced casually at the surrounding stalls, and occasionally stopped to buy some snacks he had never seen before.
She slipped out of the palace secretly without taking anyone with her.
Shi Sheng walked around the street and walked slowly to the outside of the House of Minister of the Ministry of Housing. There were people guarding the door, and Shi Sheng went around the back and climbed over the wall.
The House of Ministers of the Household is quite large, but apart from this house, everything else is very ordinary, not like a high-ranking official at all.
Shi Sheng touched the vicinity of the study from the periphery.
There seemed to be someone in the study, and as soon as Shi Sheng approached, he heard someone speak, "Sir, the Ministry of War has been asking us for food and wages, which has far exceeded the budget, what should we do?"
Shi Sheng reached out to the window and looked inside through the gap.
A man was sitting in front of the book desk, holding a book in his hand, and the other was standing. The one who spoke just now was the one standing.
The man sitting is Song Heng, the minister of households.
"Duan Feng is too deceiving!" Song Heng threw the book in his hand directly onto the table, making a crisp 'pop', and said angrily, "I really thought he had a favored concubine in the Duan family, so he dared to be so arrogant. ?"
"Sir... Please keep your voice down." The man reminded Song Heng.
"Do I need to be quieter at my own house?" Song Heng looked even more angry.
The man wiped his cold sweat, "Sir, Master Duan is the Minister of Military Affairs, and His Majesty has always helped him. The errands we do in the Ministry of Household are inherently difficult. If you can bear it, you should bear it."
Song Heng pointed at Zhezi and poked it hard twice, "How can I bear it? Duan Feng has made great progress. Did he open the Ministry of Accounts?"
"Sir Duan is too much, but their reasons for asking for salaries are very legitimate, and His Majesty will ignore the discounts they handed..."
Speaking of this, Song Heng was even more angry, and scolded Duan Feng's ancestors for the eighteenth generation. The subordinate was nervous, for fear that someone else's spies in the mansion would hear it, and kept reminding Song Heng to be quiet.
Shi Sheng leaned against the window, watching Song Heng jumping with anger inside.
The Minister of the Household is said to be a very upright person. The Minister of the Household has a very promising position, but the Minister of Household, sitting in this position, has never used the public for personal gain.
As for Duan Feng, the younger sister is the most favored concubine Shu in recent years, and even taking him has risen.
But Duan Feng is not the kind of person who just takes it easy. Sooner or later, this kind of person will be destroyed.
Shi Sheng slipped into Song Heng's backyard and piled all the gold and silver jewelry she carried from the cave on the open space.
Fortunately, Song Heng's backyard was big enough, otherwise it wouldn't fit.
Song Heng was still cursing in the study, when suddenly a servant rushed to report that there were more piles of property in the backyard.
Song Heng was perplexed, but he only thought about the kind of Xiaodui. When he saw the golden piles piled up into a small mountain of gold, the whole person was stunned.
There are also a group of people who are also dumbfounded.
"This... Where did these things come from?" Song Heng took a while to find his voice.
Not only gold, but also gold and silver jewelry...
The first thing I noticed was that the servants stood up and replied: "Master, when I was young, these things were here."
No one saw how these things came to be.
But this is even more bizarre. How could so many things appear here quietly in such a short period of time
Song Heng's heart was beating like thunder, and he paced around the piles of things. After a while, he said, "Go and call everyone here, everyone."
However, none of the people in the mansion saw how these things appeared, so Song Heng hurriedly recruited people into the palace to report.
This kind of thing is left to the person above.
…
Shi Sheng left Shangshu Mansion, went to several martial arts halls, and gave them the slightly deformed paintings she drew.
Some people do not know the goods, but some people know the goods.
With just a glance, he seemed to recognize what it was, and looked at Shi Sheng nervously, "This girl, what are you?"
"I don't need money for you." Shi Sheng waved his hand generously.
send him
What does this little girl want to do
If a stranger suddenly wants to give you something, or something of such priceless value, everyone will panic.
"Do you know what this is?" the man asked cautiously.
"I don't know." Shi Sheng blinked, "Isn't it just a few martial arts moves? Your martial arts gym should really need them."
do not know…
Thinking about it, if she knew what it was, she probably wouldn't take it out like this.
The man looked at Shi Sheng indifferently, his lips twitched twice, but he didn't say anything.
Shi Sheng's eyebrows and eyes curved, and he left the martial arts hall.
When the man knows that all the martial arts gyms have one share, the expression must be wonderful.
This is a set of swordsmanship. It is rumored that if you practice it to the highest level, you can call the wind and call the rain, turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands into rain.
Of course, Shi Sheng felt that it was an exaggerated adjective, and it was a fantasy world that could call the wind and call the rain.
Everyone is familiar with the first half. There is no second half. The first half is not comparable to ordinary swordsmanship. Only with the second half can it exert its greatest power.
The second half has been lost, and countless people in the arena are looking for it, but no one has found it.
After finishing these things, the boy Zisheng who scattered wealth found a place to eat leisurely. In order to prevent encountering the heroine and doing things, he chose a private box.
It turned out that she was very prescient. Halfway through the meal, she heard a noise outside, and Shi Sheng finished the meal calmly.
For such a long time, the noise outside continued.
She got up and opened the door. There were a few people standing in the box next door, Yan Jinxiu was surrounded by people, and a few beautifully dressed girls sneered at her.
Yan Jinxiu lowered her head, blocking the emotions on her face well.
"Yan Jinxiu, are you going?"
A younger sister smiled and continued, "Where does she have the courage to go, what if she loses face?"
The sisters were talking in a fuss, and Shi Sheng heard from the few words that these people were probably trying to encourage Yan Jinxiu to go somewhere.
The heroine acted like she didn't want to go, and then she was forced to follow her. In the end, these little bitches would definitely slap their face.
A very common meme in fiction.
Sure enough, it was similar to what Shi Sheng thought, Yan Jinxiu shied away, and the group of sisters spoke more vigorously. Yan Jinxiu appeared to be provoked and agreed to them.
"Then we can wait for you, don't be a tortoise and dare not come!"
"Let's go, let's go." Several sisters greeted people and left downstairs.
When their figures disappeared by the stairs, Yan Jinxiu's angry eyes immediately calmed down, and she watched them leave the lobby downstairs with a blank expression.
Yan Jinxiu stood for a moment, turned around, and met Shi Sheng's gaze without warning.
Yan Jinxiu was stunned for a moment, quickly restrained her emotions, and leaned over slightly, "Meet Your Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."
Why is she here