Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke Chapter 950: Yu Chen You Fang (4)

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In the early spring of the capital, there was some coolness. The spring breeze passed, new shoots sprang up, and the slumped capital began to be wrapped in green.

Shi Sheng walked on the street, passed by the crowd, and glanced casually around the stalls, and occasionally stopped to buy some unseen snacks.

She sneaked out of the palace without taking anyone.

Shi Sheng walked around the street, and slowly walked outside the Hushang Shangshu Mansion. Someone was guarding the door. Shi Sheng walked around and turned over the wall.

The Hushang Shangshufu is quite big, but other than this house, everything else is very ordinary, not like a court official.

Shi Sheng touched the study from the periphery.

There seems to be someone in the study. As soon as Shi Sheng approached, he heard someone say, "Sir, the Ministry of Defense has been asking us for food, already is far beyond the budget, how can we return?"

Shi Sheng reached out the window and looked in through the gap.

A man is sitting in front of the book case, holding a book in his hand, and the other is standing. The person who spoke just now is the one standing.

The sitting man is Hue Shangshu Song Heng.

"Duan Feng is too bullying!" Song Heng dropped the folder in his hand directly on the table, making a crackling sound, angrily: "I really thought that there was a favorite lady-in-law in his family. How dare you be so blind? "

"Sir ... you whisper." The man reminded Song Heng.

"I want to be quieter in my own home?" Song Heng was even more angry.

The man wiped his cold sweat, "Sir, Lord Duan is a book from the Ministry of Military Affairs, Your Majesty has always helped him. The errands run by our Ministry of Home Affairs are always in dilemma. Can you bear it or bear it?"

Song Heng pointed at the fold, and slammed it twice, "How can I bear it? Duan Feng is too big to make it. Is he the account manager?"

"Mr. Duan is excessive, but they have a good reason for asking for food. They will pass up the discount and ignore their majesty ..."

Speaking of this, Song Heng was even more angry. He scolded Duan Feng's ancestors all over the eighteenth generation. The subordinate had a tense face. He was afraid that other spies who were planted in the house heard it, and kept reminding Song Heng to keep quiet.

Shi Sheng leaned against the window and watched Song Heng jump angrily inside.

The Hushang Shangshu is said to be a very upright person. The Hushang Shangshu is a ‘forward’ position, but the Hushang Shangshu never sat on this post, but never sought public gain.

As for Duan Feng, her younger sister is the most beloved lady in recent years, and even took him up.

But Duan Feng is not a person who accepts good things. He will be destroyed sooner or later.

Shi Sheng slipped into Song Heng's backyard and carried her rolled gold and silver jewellery from the cave to the open space.

Fortunately, Song Heng's backyard is big enough, otherwise it won't pile up.

Song Heng is still scolding in the study, and suddenly someone panic reports to the backyard for a few more properties.

Song Heng is full of fog, but he just thinks of the small pile. When he saw that Jin Chancan piled up into small hills of gold, the whole man was aggressive.

There is also a group of subordinates.

"Where ... where do 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 found was that the next person stood up and answered, "Back to adults, when you come here, these things are here."

No one saw how these things appeared.

But this is even more weird. How can so many things appear here silently in a short time?

Song Heng's heartbeat thundered, and he paced around those piles of things. It took me a while to say, "Go and call everyone, everyone."

However, none of the people in the government saw how these things appeared, and Song Heng hurriedly recruited people into the palace to report.

It's up to the person above to deal with such matters.

...

Shi Sheng left Shang Shufu, went to several martial arts halls, and gave them a little deformed painting.

Some people do n’t know, but some people do.

Just a glance, it seems to recognize what it is, looking at Shi Sheng, "this girl, you thing?"

"Send you no money." Shi Sheng waved generously.

Send him?

What does this little girl want to do?

A stranger suddenly wants to give you something, or this kind of valuable thing, everyone will panic.

"Do you know what this is?" the man asked carefully.

"I don't know." Shi Sheng blinked, "Isn't that just a few martial arts moves? Your martial arts museum should be in great need."

I don't know ...

If you think about it, if she knew what it was, she wouldn't take it out like that.

When the man looked at Shi Sheng, he didn't care, his lips moved twice, but he didn't say anything.

Shi Sheng frowned and left the martial arts hall.

When a man knows that all of the martial arts staff members have one, the expression must be wonderful.

This is a set of swordsmanship. It is rumored that it has reached the highest level. It can call the wind and rain, turning its hands into clouds and rain.

Of course, Shi Sheng thinks that it is an exaggerated adjective. If you can call the wind and rain, it is a fantasy world.

Everyone is familiar with the first half. There is no second half. The first half is not even equipped with ordinary swordsmanship. Only with the second half can it exert its greatest power.

The second half has been lost, countless people in the rivers and lakes are looking for, but no one has been found.

After doing this, Sancai Tongzi Sheng found a place to eat leisurely. In order to prevent the hostess from engaging in things, he specially chose a box.

Facts have proven that she is very prescient. When she eats half, she hears a noise outside, and Shi Sheng calmly finishes eating.

It's been a long time since outside.

She got up and opened the door. Several people were standing in the box next door. Yan Jinxiu was surrounded by them. A few beautifully dressed girls sneered at her.

Yan Jinxiu lowered her head and blocked the emotion on her face.

"Did you go, Yan Jinxiu?"

A young girl Zhijiao answered with a smile, "Where can she have that courage? What to do when she loses face?"

Sisters are talking eloquently, Shi Sheng heard from the words, these people probably want to encourage Yan Jinxiu to go somewhere.

The heroine did not want to go, and was forced to follow, and finally the little smashers would slap their faces.

A very common stalk in fiction.

Sure enough, Shi Sheng thought about it. Yan Jinxiu shrugged off a few words, and the group of girls said more vigorously. Yan Jinxiu showed that she was angered and should be dismissed.

"Then we can wait for you, don't dare to come down as a turtle!"

"Let's go." A few sisters greeted people and left downstairs.

When their figures disappeared down the stairs, Yan Jinxiu's angry eyes calmed down immediately, watching them leave from the lobby downstairs.

Yan Jinxiu stood for a moment, turned around, and faced Sheng Sheng's eyes without warning.

Yan Jinxiu has a momentary dislocation, quickly converges her emotions, leans slightly, and "sees His Royal Highness Princess."

Why is she here?