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

After Song Sheng completed the kite mission, he felt comfortable.

Sure enough, you still have to be thick-skinned.

He looked at the task of finding out the lost Ku Yin, and immediately encountered difficulties.

After dinner in the afternoon, Song Sheng came out for a trip. This was the first time he had come to Hexi. This place was out of place in the city.

Hexi is at the end of the moat. To put it nicely, it is Hexi, the capital city. To put it bluntly, it is actually a refugee camp.

How many people displaced by wars and natural disasters, coming and going, will live here for a while.

Some people, because the capital is too prosperous, will stop running around and settle down here.

Some people, also because the capital is too prosperous, leave this place that is incompatible with them feeling uneasy.

What's more, there is no way to stay or leave, only a straw mat is wrapped and thrown to the mass grave.

Song Sheng didn't like this kind of place the most. If the capital located in Hedong is a paradise, then the Hexi Refugee Camp is a purgatory on earth.

When the handsome young man in fancy clothes appeared in the alley of the refugee camp, he earned enough attention.

All the ashen-faced people in coarse linen looked at this rich man who had strayed into the refugee camp with a pair of chaotic eyes.

Eyes full of longing, full of envy and indignation why the rich aren't me.

Song Sheng searched for a long time before finding the person who was eating steamed buns in a corner.

His subordinate in his previous life, Zhao Xu.

In the original text, Zhao Xu was so skillful that he ran to the capital after being hunted down by officers and soldiers in the southwest, and hid at the feet of the emperor.

Then he was met by the original owner Song Sheng.

The original owner, Song Sheng, had the kindness of knowing him, and in order to repay the kindness of knowing him, even the original owner Song Sheng's rebellion was built by Zhao Xu, and it was Zhao Xu who fought bravely in front of him.

The general beside Qi Yu is He Xiao.

The general next to Song Sheng was Zhao Xu.

Song Sheng stood in front of Zhao Xu, looked at the dirty man, and stretched out his hand towards him: "Hello, my name is Song Sheng."

Zhao Xuxu didn't react. He stared blankly at Song Sheng without responding.

Song Sheng smiled: "I will pull you out of this place, you will follow me from now on, okay?"

Only then did Zhao Xu come to his senses: "Who are you?"

Song Sheng: "The housekeeper of the Seventh Palace."

"What are you looking for me for?"

Song Sheng: "As I said before, help me with things."

"Why should I do things for you? How do I know if you are a good person or a bad person?"

Song Sheng smiled: "Whether I am a good person or a bad person, after you follow me, does it matter whether you are a good person or a bad person?"

Zhao Xu looked at the young master in front of him stretching his hand towards him, and a voice in his heart told him: follow this man, his ambition and kung fu will come into play.

A teenager who looked to be in his teens stood among a group of filthy refugees, his temperament and aura were incompatible with this place.

But it makes people feel that he is trustworthy.

Zhao Xu's voice was hoarse: "What do you want me to do?"

"Let's go out and talk first?"

After hesitating again and again, Zhao Xu finally stood up and followed Song Sheng out of the smelly place.

He looked at the light outside, never wanting to come back to this place in his life.

"My lord, did you check on me? Does your lord know what happened to me before?"

Song Sheng: "I know, it doesn't matter. Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. One day, you will be able to go back."

Song Sheng knew what Zhao Xu was talking about, so he didn't poke at other people's wounds, and took the topic away with a few words.

Only then did Zhao Xu feel relieved. If Song Sheng didn't know what happened to him in the past, he would take the initiative to tell Song Sheng. After all, the relationship of trust between the two is based on knowing each other.

After leaving the refugee camp, the city became more and more prosperous the further you went. Song Sheng found a place to separate from Zhao Xu, and put the silver around his waist in Zhao Xu's hand: "Buy some clothes, and then stay at the Fulai Inn. Have a good meal, and I will come to you."

Zhao Xu nodded.

"Don't mention it to anyone, we know each other."

Zhao Xu nodded again.

After Song Sheng finished explaining, he took the lead in walking to the city where people were coming and going, and then his figure disappeared.

Since knowing that there is still one person who has the memory of the last mission, Song Sheng has to be careful and careful.

"You can handle it yourself, you don't have to come to me for everything."

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw He Xiao and Qi Yu together, as if they were discussing something.

Song Sheng looked at Qi Yu who had a normal face, and sighed.

If there is no comparison with him, Qi Yu is not pleasant to anyone, but if you add him, and look at it this way, except for him, Qi Yu is pleasant to everyone.

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison!

He almost wondered if Qi Yu would be the one who was reborn!The difference between the treatment in this life and the previous life is too big!

However, precisely because of his familiarity with Qi Yu, if Qi Yu was really reborn, the grass on his grave would be three feet high.

Song Sheng walked over and successfully saw the speed of Qi Yu's face change: "My lord."

Qi Yu glanced at Song Sheng: "I'm not in the mansion all day long, so I have to watch everything for you. Are you the housekeeper or is this king the housekeeper?"

Song Sheng: "...I'm sorry."

Qi Yu snorted, turned around and left.

He Xiao already felt sorry for Song Sheng, this person who gathered all the firepower of their lord: "Brother, in fact, the lord values ​​you very much, but if someone else did this, he would probably be kicked out of the mansion."

Song Sheng: "He probably wants to drive me out of the house."

But his face is too thick, Qi Yu should have discovered by now that in this world, there is another saying: It is easier to ask the Buddha than to give it away.

After dinner at night, Song Sheng sneaked out again to meet Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu, who was shaved and clean, looked like a different person, full of energy.

Song Sheng said: "Very good."

Zhao Xu smiled: "This is all given by the young master."

"I want you to check something for me."

Zhao Xu nodded: "My lord has just ordered it!"

Song Sheng gave Zhao Xu an overview of the loss of the disaster relief money, briefly explained the cause and effect, and then asked, "Do you understand?"

Zhao Xu: "Understood, the young master wants me to find out who stole the disaster relief funds?"

"No, I don't want you to find out who stole the relief funds." Song Sheng took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and put them on the table: "Go and find out about this."