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

system:……

Song Sheng laughed out loud twice, and put his gaze back on the kite on the table.

This world, to put it bluntly, was actually created for Qi Yu. No matter how the world changes the plot, no matter how the mountains and rivers change, it will not change that Qi Yu is the king of this world, the king who unifies the world.

Song Sheng felt that, compared to the position of standing on the tip of a knife and suffering, he still prefers to be a wild crane.

After finishing the kite, Song Sheng blew out the candles and went to bed.

When he was in a daze, he heard the sound of the door opening next door, and wondered what Qi Yu was doing out so late, but after turning over, all doubts were swept away by sleepiness.

He closed his eyes heavily.

When he got up in the morning, Song Sheng quickly washed up and went to Qi Yu's gate with the kite in his hand to wait.

As soon as Qi Yu opened the door, he met Song Sheng's smiling face.

His expression suddenly turned cold, and then he closed the door again.

Song Sheng patted the door: "My lord! Go fly a kite!"

Song Sheng felt that he had never done such a shameful thing in his three lifetimes, pestering a five-year-old child and asking him if he wanted to fly a kite all day long, and what was even more embarrassing was that the kid Qi Yu didn't feel ashamed at all. Give.

"...Song Sheng." He Xiaomei twitched, "If you like flying kites, I'll accompany you."

Song Sheng sighed, waved his hands, and went back to his room.

"It's time to eat."

Song Sheng: "I'll fly the kite."

Breakfast is mostly sweets, because Qi Yu likes sweets.

If there is anything else that is the same as in the previous life, it is probably only Qi Yu's love for sweets.

Song Sheng was a little worried about Xiao Qi Aotian's teeth.

After Qi Yu finished eating, Song Sheng went down with He Xiao to eat in the side hall next to him.

Compared with Qi Yu's breakfast, their breakfast is much more normal.

Steamed buns are not so sweet that they are so sweet.

"The butler in our house went back to his hometown yesterday. I forgot to tell the prince just now."

Song Sheng nodded: "You can be the housekeeper."

In this plot, Song Sheng knew that after the housekeeper of the Seventh Palace resigned, it was He Xiao who took the position. As the housekeeper, after Qi Yu told him to arouse his ambition, Qi Yu relied on He Xiao for many things later on. circling inside.

"Me?" He Xiao obviously didn't expect Song Sheng to say this, and then smiled: "I can't do it, I'm not smart, I can't be."

Song Sheng laughed.

Heart said: Are you still smart?When I bewitched Qi Yu, you were the only one who saw that I would rebel.

"No one is more suitable than you. Believe me, the prince will definitely let you be the housekeeper."

He Xiao scratched his head: "That depends on the prince."

Song Sheng grabbed a steamed bun and took a bite. It was quite bland. He has a strong taste and likes spicy food. The vegetables wrapped in this steamed bun are all very bland.

"By the way, I heard one more thing."

"Ok?"

"I heard that the mouths of several members of our capital were sewn up in the middle of the night."

Song Sheng felt that anyone who brought a piece of news that was heard in the front, most of which was hearsay and had gone through several hands, was not very credible: "Who would be so perverted? Go and sew someone's mouth."

"I heard that there is some grudge. After those few outsiders reported to the officials, guess what happened."

Song Sheng was very cooperative: "The government caught the murderer?"

"No, the government arrested those members."

Hearing the unexpected answer, Song Sheng was a little surprised: "...Why are you arrested?"

"I heard that the silver taels that were recently lost in the treasury were found in the homes of those few members."

Song Sheng smiled and shook his head.

It's ridiculous.

This kind of thing is either made up or someone framed it. Even if those few members really have the ability to steal the treasury, how could they pile up the treasury money at home in such a mindless way!

"Song Sheng, do you think this is true?"

"I don't know."

"You said they were not short of money, so why did they go to steal Kuyin?" After all, He Xiao hadn't been baptized in the world, and he hadn't weathered the wind and rain, so he trusted this kind of "hearing".

"do not know."

Song Sheng went back to the room, and continued holding the kite at the door waiting for the rabbit to come out.

After waiting for a long time, the rabbit did not come out of the room, but came in from the outside.

Qi Yu looked at the kite in Song Sheng's hand, frowned, walked around him, and prepared to enter the room.

"king……"

Before Song Sheng could speak, he was interrupted by He Xiao who ran over huffing and puffing.

"My lord."

Qi Yu raised his eyes and waited for his next words.

"My lord, our butler has something to do at home and has returned to the countryside. There are so many things going on in the house, we can't do without the butler."

Qi Yu pondered for a while.

He glanced at He Xiao.

Originally, he should have let He Xiao be the housekeeper according to what he did in his previous life. After all, He Xiao had never disappointed him.

Then he turned his gaze to the idle person beside him holding a kite.

After thinking about it a few times, he said, "Him."

Song Sheng looked at Qi Yu's finger pointing towards him, and subconsciously glanced behind him. After finding no one there, he moved his position again. Seeing Qi Yu's finger following him, he was stunned.

"It's you." Qi Yu completely sentenced him to death.

Song Sheng: "No, no, I can't do it."

Song Sheng hugged the kite, wanting to cry, God knows, he just wanted to fly a kite with Qi Yu to complete the task!

Qi Yu glanced at Song Sheng coldly, his eyes were full of going his own way that could not be resisted.

Song Sheng got another upset.

However, this time was much more desperate than last time.

What the hell did Qi Yu do wrong?Make him a housekeeper?

Song Sheng felt that he was really going to die.

Soon, the entire palace and even the entire capital will know that the educated and talented Young Master Song is a waste who can't even write.

"My lord, I was wrong. You open the door. I won't let you accompany me to fly a kite."

"Please take it back."

He Xiao looked at Song Sheng excitedly at the side: "This is the best! Young Master Song is so powerful, the palace will definitely be taken care of by you!!"

Song Sheng was stunned for a moment, then continued to turn around and pat on Qi Yu's door: "My lord!"

You are fucking killing me!

"Song Sheng, don't offend the prince, you have to believe in yourself." He Xiao cheered Song Sheng up beside him.

Song Sheng thought bitterly, brother, it's really not that I don't believe in myself, my ugly self can't stand the words, it doesn't allow me to believe in myself!

Afterwards, Song Sheng, who stopped his resistance with Qi Yu's sentence of "knock me again and chopped off your hand", followed He Xiao to the accountant with a sad face.

In his previous life, he followed He Xiao to read the account book, and he was definitely qualified for the job of housekeeper, but, in front of the dog who couldn't get on the stage, all his talents seemed beyond recognition.

He Xiao: "Let me teach you."

Song Sheng waved his hands with a headache: "I'll do it myself."

If he finds someone to watch him write, he will feel... This is delaying him.

In his previous life, only Qi Yu would appear in the room when he was writing.

There is no other reason.

It was probably because the calligraphy was so ugly that Qi Yu couldn't stand it anymore, so every day he would be called into the palace, and then Qi Yu would stare at him and write the memorial.

After finishing writing, Qi Yu was helping him copy a copy by hand for him to take back.

With Qi Yu's help in cheating, Song Sheng has been in the imperial court for so many years, and has never revealed his secrets once.In front of all civil and military officials, he was still the talented Song Prime Minister, except Qi Yu, no one knew about his shortcoming.

Song Sheng's writing hand paused.

Sure enough, there must be a cause and an effect.

In his previous life, Qi Yu tried every means to hide it from him, but in this life, he was exposed by Qi Yu's unintentional actions.

After Song Sheng finished writing the account book, he held it in his hand and stood at the door of Qi Yu's room, hesitant.

He thought, if he went in with a booklet, he would probably be kicked out by Qi Yu, and most likely he would think he did it on purpose.

Song Sheng: Excuse me, can you help me buy me a pen in the 21st century?

System: No way.

Song Sheng: ...

When Song Sheng was about to knock on the door again, the door opened.

Song Sheng was stunned for a while, awkwardly but politely raised the account book in his hand, and said coolly: "My lord, I'm here to hand in my homework."

The experience of the previous life was vivid in his mind Qi Yu was silent for a long time.

He glanced at Song Sheng, as if he had made a stupid decision.

"Don't show it to me."

I force you to practice the characters for three years, but you are barely able to understand them. I don’t think I can understand the characters you haven’t practiced.

Song Sheng: "No way!"

Qi Yu was pushed into the room by Song Sheng, and then closed the door. After confirming that the door was closed and no one came in, he was relieved, opened the account book for Qi Yu and put it on the table, waiting for him to browse.

Qi Yu: "..."

Looking at the clumps of words on the paper, Qi Yu glanced at Song Sheng indifferently.

Have been ugly.

Song Sheng drooped his face: "You may not believe it when you say it, but this is indeed what I wrote."

"I believe."

Song Sheng: "..."

System: Host, there are new tasks on the task panel, please pay attention to check them!

Song Sheng glanced at Qi Yu who was frowning and flipping through the account book, and secretly clicked into the task panel. After reading it...

Song Sheng: ...

Song Sheng: I really fucking think you're going to play me to death!