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

Song Sheng waited for a few days, paying attention to the news from the palace, while paying attention to Zhao Xu's side.

No news from the palace is the best news.

He was afraid that if Song Qi did not plead guilty, he was afraid that the emperor would not want to justify his label and kill him, but would kill him directly.

While sighing, Qi Yu came over.

"what happened?"

Song Sheng glanced at him: "Is the prince doing something important recently?"

Qi Yu hummed.

Seeing that there was no more to say, Song Sheng asked curiously, "What's the big deal?"

"Don't tell you."

Song Sheng: "..."

Qi Yu said not to tell him, then he really didn't tell him, hiding all those things with a sense of mystery.

Even Song Sheng didn't know how to check.

He was a little discouraged, obviously the brat was not like this before!

"My lord, I—"

"From now on, you are not allowed to ask me about these things, and if you ask me, I won't say anything." Qi Yu looked at Song Sheng and said bluntly.

Song Sheng could see the obvious distrust in Qi Yu's eyes.

Qi Yu didn't believe him...

The smile on the corner of Song Sheng's mouth froze for a moment, he retracted his eyes and said hello, he couldn't tell what it was like.

In his previous life, Qi Yu would tell him everything.

That kind of total, [-] percent trust is really likable.

However, this is not the last life.

He can't stay out of his previous life all the time.

"I go first."

Qi Yu looked at Song Sheng's back and clenched his fists. He had already decided that he couldn't let Song Sheng know too much, and couldn't let him get too much.

In this way, Song Sheng will not betray him.

He consoled himself.

As soon as Song Sheng wandered to the gate of the Wangfu, he saw two people standing on the opposite side of the street helpless, wanting to come to the Wangfu, but they didn't dare.

Song Sheng rolled his eyes, and was about to stay away when the mother and son didn't see him.

"Song Sheng!" Aunt Yin's sharp voice came from across the street.

Song Sheng: "..."

Song Sheng was about to turn around and leave when he heard Aunt Yin talking again.

This time speaking, there was a faint cry.

"An accident happened to Fang Bei! Please help us!"

Song Sheng listened to Aunt Yin's words, then left the palace and walked towards them.

He asked lightly: "What happened?"

"I don't know, I don't know who wants to kill him. Early in the morning, he and I rushed to the street with a group of people with knives in their hands." Song Fangran was with Song Fangbei in the morning, Now is the time to panic, "If His Highness hadn't saved us, we might all be dead now."

Song Sheng was slightly surprised when he heard His Highness.

How could Qi Lian save the two brothers by such a coincidence?

"How is he now?"

"Too frightened, I'm lying down in the inn." Aunt Yin, who was crying, had her eyes swollen to the size of walnuts. She glanced at Song Sheng, and hesitated to speak.

"So what are you looking for me for?"

Aunt Yin was cruel, and knelt down in front of Song Sheng. Even the proud Song Fangran was dragged by her to kneel in front of Song Sheng.

Aunt Yin cried and said: "Song Sheng, I was ignorant before, and I was not good to your mother. If you are angry, just come at me, come at me, I beg you, let my two children go." I beg you, child."

Aunt Yin's crying voice was hoarse, and she looked really sad.

But what does it matter to him?

It's not that he asked someone to kill Song Fangran and Song Fangbei.

"Is there any misunderstanding between you? Report this kind of thing to the official. Why do you come to me?"

Aunt Yin hiccupped from crying. In the past, she was the most face-loving person, and she couldn't help crying on the street with people coming and going.

"I beg you to tell the Seventh Prince that we didn't go back. We really didn't. You let him show his respect and let us go. We promise to stay far away from you in the future."

Song Sheng was dumbfounded.

Can't help but feel funny again, it turned out that last time Qi Yu uttered cruel words to Qin Yun, so Aunt Yin felt that these things were done by Qi Yu.

Song Sheng said: "My lord is only a six-year-old child with a kind heart. He doesn't even dare to kill a chicken. How could someone kill you?"

"Who else could he be?"

"My lord's heart is kind. If you hadn't bullied him too much last time, he wouldn't have said such cruel words." Song Sheng glanced at Aunt Yin, and said, "Auntie, you are so strange, such a big one. What is the intention of putting a hat on a six-year-old child's head without any explanation?"

Kind-hearted, dare not kill chickens, six-year-old house with a kind heart, the child is behind, listening to Song Sheng's words silently.

Then he looked back at Wang Lin.

"Be a little more secretive in the future."

Wang Lin nodded.

"If Song Sheng finds out, you can say that the king didn't know about it. That person had conflicts with you, so you killed him."

Wang Lin said with difficulty: "Yes..."

Qi Yu liked Song Sheng's impression of him, and wanted to maintain this impression.

Even if Song Sheng finds out later, he can still blame Wang Lin.

Anyway, he is just a kind-hearted six-year-old who dare not kill chickens.

"What's the matter?" Qi Yu walked in front of Song Sheng, with his coercion, Aunt Yin's crying became quieter.

"My lord, I beg you, let us go."

Qi Yu: "What happened to you, my king?"

"They were attacked because the prince misunderstood what the prince said last time."

Qi Yu: "I don't know how to kill people. I'm not the king. If I have the time, I might as well report to the officials."

"Song Sheng, please tell the prince for us. If it is not the prince, can the prince check it out?"

Before Song Sheng could speak, Qi Yu spoke first.

"No."

The reason why he rushed to speak in front of Song Sheng was that he agreed because he was afraid that Song Sheng would lose his mind.

Then he raised his eyelids and looked up at Song Sheng: "Go in?"

"it is good."

Song Sheng led Qi Yu into the palace, following the closed door, Song Fangran's eyes were full of resentment, he kicked on the wooden pier next to him, and said angrily: "Damn it, you really think that climbing up to the Seventh Prince is Is he a master? Look at him, his tail is probably up to the sky!"

"Mother only hates your heartless father!" Aunt Yin wiped her tears and glanced at Song Fangran, "Let's go, report to the police."

"Mother, just wait, one day, I will definitely be more promising than Song Sheng!" Song Fangran said angrily, "Song Sheng's assistant is nothing more than a prince, who doesn't know, there is no hope of winning the crown prince. It is the Seventh Prince, from now on, I will assist the future emperor!"

"You are crazy! Can you say this nonsense?"

Song Fangran followed Aunt Yin to report to the official first, and then when he returned to the inn, he saw Qi Lian downstairs.

When Qi Lian saw that they had returned, but did not see the person he wanted to see, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Are you all right?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, we are fine."

"Did you report to the police?"

Aunt Yin nodded: "However, we know what the government is like, so we may not be able to investigate, and even if we do, they may not necessarily tell us who it is, so we can only admit that we are unlucky."

"It's okay to be rescued by His Highness this time, if there is another time..."

"I'll send someone to the government later," Qi Lian said, "Didn't you tell Song Sheng?"

"Heh, he is now the celebrity around the Seventh Prince, we can't afford it!" When Song Sheng was mentioned, Song Fangran became angry.

Aunt Yin, who knew the relationship between Qi Lian and Song Sheng, quickly pulled him back, and smiled uglier than crying: "Maybe Ah Sheng is busy."

"Okay, then I'll go first."

After Qi Lian left, Aunt Yin scolded Song Fangran for his unscrupulous words.

"Why do you help us as Your Highness? Do you really think it's because you are Song Qi's son? He is looking at Song Sheng's face. What do you think he is waiting for here? He is waiting for Song Sheng. "

Song Fangran was a little surprised when he heard it: "Mother, you mean him and Song Sheng..."

Aunt Yin just said contemptuously that her family was unlucky, and then entered the inn.

Song Fangran suddenly thought of the past. Before the Song family fell, Qi Lian and Song Sheng would go in and out together. Sometimes, Song Sheng and Qi Lian would stay in Qi Lian's house when they played outside late. residence.

Thinking about it carefully...

It's disgustingly tight.

Lying on the bed, Song Fangbei, whose face was pale, saw Aunt Yin came back, and sat up from the bed: "Mother, where is Your Highness?"

"He's back."

Song Fangbei was a little disappointed: "Well, I'm going to say thank you to him."

"Thank you so much, are you rare? If it wasn't because you are Song Sheng's younger brother, do you think he would give you a noble hand to save you?" Song Fangran said coldly, "I really think of myself as an onion."

"Brother!" Song Fangran shouted in a low voice, "Your Highness has saved us anyway. Do you have a good conscience when you say this?"

"Save us?" Song Fangran thought it was funny, "You need to figure it out first, they are here for you, and if they want to save you, they will save you. I haven't said that you have hurt me."

"Okay, you two stop arguing! It's already this time, why are you still arguing?" Aunt Yin sighed.

It never occurred to her that she was usually in the Song Mansion and had a higher status than the mistress Qin Yun, but now that she was out of the Song Mansion, she would end up in this situation.

The mud bodhisattva crossed the river, and it was hard to protect himself.

"So that's how you see me." After Qi Yu had finished eating, he and Song Sheng were in the study, and when he got interested, he put Song Sheng in the study to practice calligraphy.

Although practice is not much use.

As far as the word Song Sheng is concerned, he has already given up, and it is useless to practice it.

"Huh?" Song Sheng was expecting Qi Yu to speak.

As long as Qi Yu talks, he can naturally put down his pen and chat with Qi Yu.

"What you said to Song Qi's little concubine."

Song Sheng smiled when he heard the word "concubine".

What Aunt Yin dislikes the most is that others say she is a concubine.

"Did you hear that?"

Qi Yu nodded, his eyes brightened slightly, and he looked at Song Sheng expectantly: "Tell me one more time."

"Hey." Song Sheng waved his hand, "I'm talking nonsense, my lord, please don't take it to heart."

Qi Yu's face turned pale: "What did you say?"

"My lord, we are a community of interests. Tell me, can I say in front of Aunt Yin that you have a bad temper, irritable and difficult to get along with?" Song Sheng said, "That must not be the case, in front of outsiders , I can only praise you vigorously, and let others think that I have followed a good master."

Bad temper, irritable and irritable, difficult to get along with...

These words overturned Qi Yu's good mood for the whole day.

"Hehe." Qi Yu didn't want to talk to Song Sheng anymore.

Song Sheng poked his head: "How is it? I did a great job, right?"

Qi Yu: "..."

Qi Yu gave him a cold look.

"For the sake of my intelligence, kid, can you let me go?"

Qi Yu: "This king feels that Steward Song's handwriting is extremely incompatible with Steward Song's talent, so from now on, I will spend the whole morning practicing calligraphy."

Song Sheng pulled his face down.

He thought that their chat just now was very pleasant, but in the end...

It's just that he unilaterally thought it was very happy.

I'm a little worried.

"My lord, how is the investigation of my father's case going?"

"Do you think those people in the Ministry of Criminal Justice will investigate? They only think about how to get your father to plead guilty."

Song Sheng nodded: "I think, if this continues, the emperor may directly execute my father."

Anyway, it was no secret that the emperor wanted Song Qi to die. He wanted both his loyal ministers to die and the title of Mingjun.

That's why I messed around.

In the end, as long as Song Qi does not plead guilty, those in the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple will suffer.

In this world, where is the best of both worlds?

"This king has a way to save your father."

Song Sheng leaned over and automatically lowered his voice: "What can I do?"

Qi Yu stared at the face that suddenly approached him, and was stunned for a moment, the strategizing methods in his mind were suddenly smashed into a paste.

He blinked.

The gaze went from Song Sheng's eyes to his lips.

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand and wiped Song Sheng's lips with his fingertips.

Song Sheng: "???"

"There are... there are dirty things." Qi Yu suddenly came back to his senses, and pushed Song Sheng away, "How many times have I told you? Say what I want you to say, don't get so close to me, and don't say anything you don't listen to next time." , this king will have you tied to a chair until you obey."

Ha ha.

Song Sheng sneered.

Irritable and irritable, difficult to get along with, did he say something wrong?

"I was wrong." Song Sheng admitted his mistake very quickly.

"That's what you said last time."

"I was really wrong!" Song Sheng yelled at Qi Yu, the little boy has a lot of bad habits!

Qi Yu: "...Song Sheng, are you planning to rebel?"

Song Sheng laughed: "Seriously, what can you do?"

The Seventh Prince whose mind is in a mess now: "...forgot, I will tell you when I think of this king."

"..."

play me?

"Brother Song, someone is looking for you outside." He Xiao knocked on the door of the study.

Song Sheng's eyes lit up, and before Qi Yu could react, he quickly put down the pen in his hand and left.

Qi Yu: "..."

Qi Yu looked at the fast running back and laughed.

Song Sheng Sahuan ran to the door, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the person at the door.

Fortunately, it wasn't Aunt Yin and Song Fangran's superb mother and son.

"Fang Bei, what do you want from me?"

Song Fangbei raised his head and looked at Song Sheng timidly: "Brother, I have something to ask for your help."

"What are you busy with?"

Song Fangbei hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Your Highness saved me and my brother, I wanted to go to His Highness to thank him, but I can't get in the palace, brother, you know His Highness well, can you help me see His Highness one side?"

Song Sheng didn't expect that Song Fangbei would come to him for this matter.

"This is His Highness's jade pendant. The guard at the gate of the palace should know it. You can go to him with this."

Song Fangbei took the jade pendant carefully, and put it in his arms: "Thank you, brother."

"Need not."

As soon as Song Sheng entered, he saw Qi Yu hurried over: "Is that concubine's family here again?"

Qi Yu followed He Xiao.

It should be that He Xiao was afraid that Song Sheng would suffer, that's why he called Qi Yu.

Song Sheng waved his hand: "It's okay, let's go back."

"Is it all right?"

"Hmm—" Well done, Song Sheng suddenly fell down, with a pained look on his face.

"Song Sheng!"