I'm really not an official match [Wear the book]

Song Sheng held the bowl, and while eating, he listened to He Xiao talk about what he heard and saw in the palace today.

He Xiao: "Ku Yin, who came out, won't take inventory again, but brother, do you still remember the few members who were sewn up?"

Song Sheng nodded.

He Xiao continued: "Because the relief money was found in the homes of those officials, the emperor sent the Minister of Dali Temple and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment to go together, just in time for the disaster relief money to be delivered to the local officials. There, and then counted, 10 taels were missing."

"The Minister of Dali Temple and the Minister of the Ministry of Justice were attacked on the way back to Beijing. The Minister of Dali Temple is still in bed and cannot get up."

"The emperor ordered a strict investigation into this matter."

When Song Sheng heard this, he understood it.

From He Xiao's words, it is not difficult to distinguish two groups of people.

The first wave was the group that stole the money from the treasury, and the other wave was that the money from the treasury was placed in the house of the officials. This method was used to attract the attention of the government and the court. Losing the relief funds is a big deal. The court It will definitely be thoroughly investigated.

These two groups of people are definitely not on the same side.

Song Sheng finished the meal in twos and twos, and after saying something to He Xiao, he went back to the room.

He needs to find a quiet place to recall the plot of his previous life.

The loss of disaster relief funds should not have occurred at this time in the previous life. This plot should have happened when the emperor's health was deteriorating and several groups of princes secretly competed for the throne. It would be several years before the loss of disaster relief funds occurred.

Why earlier?

Song Sheng frowned secretly. After making sure that the system wasn't playing tricks behind him, he began to wonder, could there be someone else in this world who holds the script like him?

If that's the case, it's horrible.

Song Sheng: Can you detect the status of each character now?

The system immediately gave an analysis map of each character.

Among them, Qi Lian has changed the most.

Song Sheng: Besides me, is there another person holding the script in his hand?

Song Sheng would not believe what the system said because he OOCed the plot, so the following plot would deviate from the plot in the book.

Even if he OOC the plot, the plot will not collapse so badly.

The plot that will appear in a few years will not be advanced.

The system was silent for a while without speaking.

Song Sheng exploded immediately: Sure enough, there is!Is it Qi Lian? !You also told me that it was because of my OOC plot and you changed his character attributes that caused him to gradually blacken. It is because he was reborn, or is it another mission host?

System: Regarding the main storyline, I can’t tell the host more. In this world, there is indeed a person like you. He is a native of this world. However, after the host’s last mission, the system is destroying that person. In the world, something went wrong, causing that person to be reborn.

Song Sheng:...

If that person is really Qi Lian, it will be really troublesome.

If he is not only blackened and has the heart to seize the throne, but also has the memory of his previous life, knowing the direction of the next plot, it will be a bit too troublesome.

Absolutely friend and foe,

Song Sheng felt dizzy when he thought of this.

Almost immediately, he decided that his personality and behavior should not be too different from his previous life, otherwise, if that person finds out, things might not be easy to handle.

System: Tasks have been posted on the task panel, please host to check.

Song Sheng clicked into the task panel, and sure enough, he saw that the task had been updated.

During this time, he also did a few missions with a difficulty coefficient lower than the previous Shura field missions in short succession, and with three more missions, he could complete ten missions and receive rewards.

[Sub-task [-]: Find out what happened to Kuyin. 】

Song Sheng sighed, looking at the unfinished task of flying a kite above Piaohong, he felt that these two tasks were quite difficult.

Still find time to take the children to fly a kite.

However, remembering the last time he said that he would take Qi Yu to fly a kite, but Qi Yu thought he was too free, and after throwing a housekeeper to do for him, Song Sheng sighed.

Qi Yu was about to take a lunch break when he heard someone knock on his door.

Even if the person outside the door didn't make a sound, he knew who was standing outside, turned over on the bed, and ignored it.

Song Sheng knocked again.

Qi Yu: "..."

Qi Yu stood up, opened the door, dressed in unlined clothing, and looked at Song Sheng angrily: "You better really have something to do!"

Song Sheng subconsciously hid the kite behind him.

Said: "Today's weather is quite... very good."

Qi Yu: "..."

Another kite!

"How about I take the prince out for a walk?"

Qi Yu entered the room and took out the account book he had copied for Song Sheng: "With this free time, I'd better practice your stupid words." Song Sheng: "...Okay, then go Fly a kite?"

Qi Yu was almost insane after being tortured by Song Sheng: "Wang Lin, throw him out for me!"

Song Sheng, who was really thrown out, lay on Wang Lin's back, threatening Wang Lin with a blank face: "Wang Lin, if you break my kite or hurt me, I will Let the masters in the kitchen cook all the dishes with peppers today."

Don't dare to treat the small ones, don't I dare to treat the big ones? !

Wang Lin snorted coldly: "I only listen to the lord, what the lord says is what he says."

Then, Wang Lin put down Song Sheng carefully.

He also cast a questioning look at Song Sheng.

Song Sheng smiled like a wolf with a big tail: "The kite isn't broken, and I didn't hurt from falling, it's just Wang Shiwei, you are really unprincipled."

Wang Lin looked at Song Sheng indifferently: "It's not that I have no principles, but that Steward Song has good means."

Song Sheng was very humble: "Thank you!"

Song Sheng once did a very insane thing.

He colluded with the cooks in the kitchen who had the same taste as him, and started a small meal. That night, except for the light dishes served on the main table, the dishes in the side hall were all hot peppers.

Even Wang Lin, who claims to be in good physical condition, went to the toilet several times after eating, and the sound of him sucking air-conditioning in the toilet can be heard outside.

I guess it's quite sour.

On the second day, Qi Yu honorably granted him a one-day leave.

Song Sheng knocked on Qi Yu's door again: "My lord..."

Qi Yu: "Wang Lin!"

From the corner of his eyes, Song Sheng heard Wang Lin fall off the roof listening to Qi Yu's roar, and his voice was a little pitiful: "My lord, Steward Song said that we want to add chili to the dishes."

Thinking of him as the leader of the hidden guards of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, going to the toilet after being tortured by a little pepper was like howling ghosts, he felt a little ashamed.

Qi Yu opened the door with a snap, and looked at Song Sheng coldly.

Song Sheng, who was shameless and shameless, looked at the angry child with a smile, and asked casually, "My lord, are you going to fly a kite?"

Qi Yu: "Wang Lin, go tell the kitchen, within a month, I don't want to see any peppers in the kitchen."

Wang Lin's eyes lit up: "Yes."

Song Sheng: "..."

This little doll is too cute.

Really!

Not cute at all!

Seeing Song Sheng's unrelenting expression, Qi Yu cast a cold glance at Song Sheng, turned around and went back to the room to change clothes.

"Just play for a while."