The early spring in the capital was still a little cold. As the spring breeze blew, new buds appeared on the branches. The bleak capital was beginning to be wrapped in greenery.
Shi Sheng walked on the street and passed through the crowd. His gaze casually swept across the stalls around him. Occasionally, he would stop to buy some snacks that he had never seen before.
She had sneaked out of the palace without bringing anyone with her.
Shi Sheng walked around the street and slowly wandered to the Minister of Revenue's residence. There were people guarding the door. Shi Sheng went around to the back and climbed over the wall to enter.
The Minister of Revenue's residence was quite large, but other than this residence, everything else was very ordinary. It did not look like a high-ranking official of the imperial court at all.
Shi Sheng crept to the vicinity of the study from the periphery.
There seemed to be someone in the study. As soon as Shi Sheng approached, he heard someone speak. "Sir, the Ministry of War has been asking us for provisions. It has far exceeded the budget. How should we reply?"
Shi Sheng crept to the window and looked inside through the gap.
A man sat in front of the desk with a booklet in his hand. Another person was standing. The person who had spoken just now was the one who was standing.
The man sitting was the Minister of Revenue, Song Heng.
"Duan Feng has gone too far!" Song Heng directly threw the booklet in his hand on the table with a crisp 'pa' sound. He said angrily, "Does he really think that the Duan family dares to be so arrogant just because they have a favored Consort Shu?"
"Sir … please lower your voice." The person reminded Song Heng.
"Do I have to lower my voice in my own house?" Song Heng appeared even angrier.
The person wiped his cold sweat. "Sir, Sir Duan is the Minister of War. His Majesty is biased towards him. Our Ministry of Revenue's work has always been in a dilemma. If we can endure it, we should endure it."
Song Heng pointed at the booklet and jabbed it twice. "How can I endure it? Duan Feng is insatiable. Does he think that the Ministry of Revenue is his? "
"Sir Duan has gone too far, but their reason for asking for provisions is very legitimate. His Majesty ignored all the booklets he handed over …"
At this point, Song Heng became even angrier. He cursed eighteen generations of Duan Feng's ancestors. The subordinate's face was full of nervousness. He was afraid that the spies planted in the residence would hear him and constantly reminded Song Heng to lower his voice.
Shi Sheng leaned against the window and watched Song Heng stomp his feet in anger.
This Minister of Revenue was said to be a very upright person. The Minister of Revenue was a very promising position, but this Minister of Revenue had never used his position for personal gain.
As for that Duan Feng, his younger sister was the most favored Imperial Concubine Shu in recent years, and his status had also risen along with her.
However, Duan Feng was not someone who would stop while he was ahead. This kind of person would be destroyed sooner or later.
Shi Sheng slipped into Song Heng's backyard and piled up all the gold, silver, and jewelry she had taken from the cave on the ground.
Fortunately, Song Heng's backyard was big enough. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to fit all of them.
Song Heng was still cursing in the study when a servant suddenly came to report that there were a few piles of property in the backyard.
Song Heng was confused, but he only thought of a small pile of gold. When he saw the small mountain of gold, he was dumbfounded.
A group of servants were also dumbfounded.
"Where … where did these things come from?" It took Song Heng a while to find his voice.
Not only were there gold, but there were also gold, silver, and jewelry …
The servant who discovered it first stood up and answered, "Sir, these things were already here when I came here."
No one saw how these things appeared.
But this was even more strange. How could so many things appear here in such a short period of time without a sound?
Song Heng's heart was beating like thunder. He paced around the piles of things and said after a while, "Go and call everyone here. Everyone."
However, no one in the residence saw how these things appeared. Song Heng hurriedly called someone to report to the palace.
This kind of thing should be left to the higher-ups.
…
Shi Sheng left the Minister's residence and went to a few martial arts centers to give the slightly distorted paintings she had drawn.
Some people did not know the value of the paintings, but some people knew.
With just a glance, they seemed to recognize what it was. They looked at Shi Sheng nervously. "Miss, this is yours?"
"I'll give it to you for free." Shi Sheng waved his hand generously.
Give it to him?
What did this little girl want to do?
If a stranger suddenly wanted to give you something, and it was something so priceless, anyone would be flustered.
"Do you know what this is?" the man asked carefully.
"No." Shi Sheng blinked. "Isn't it just a few martial arts moves? Your martial arts center should need it. "
No …
Thinking about it, if she knew what it was, she would not have taken it out like this.
The man looked at Shi Sheng's indifferent expression. His lips moved, but in the end, he did not say anything.
Shi Sheng smiled and left the martial arts center.
When the man found out that everyone in the martial arts center had a copy, his expression would be very interesting.
This was a set of swordsmanship. It was said that if one practiced it to the highest level, he could summon the wind and rain.
Of course, Shi Sheng felt that this was an exaggeration. If one could summon the wind and rain, it would be a fantasy world.
Everyone was familiar with the first half of the swordsmanship. No one knew the second half. The first half was not even comparable to ordinary swordsmanship. Only when combined with the second half could the swordsmanship be maximized.
The second half had been lost. Countless people in the martial arts world had been looking for it, but no one had found it.
After finishing all this, Shi Sheng leisurely found a place to eat. In order to prevent the female lead from causing trouble, he deliberately chose a private room.
It turned out that she was very prescient. Halfway through the meal, she heard a commotion outside. Shi Sheng calmly finished his meal.
It had been a long time, but the commotion outside was still going on.
She got up and opened the door. Several people were standing in the private room next door. Yan Jinxiu was surrounded in the middle. Several beautifully dressed girls were mocking and ridiculing her.
Yan Jinxiu lowered her head, blocking the emotions on her face.
"Yan Jinxiu, are you going or not?"
A girl asked with a smile. "She doesn't have the guts to go. What if she embarrasses herself?"
The girls were talking at once. Shi Sheng could tell from their words that these people were probably trying to instigate Yan Jinxiu to go somewhere.
If the female lead acted like she did not want to go, and then she was forced to go, these little bitches would definitely slap her in the face.
This was a very common trope in novels.
Sure enough, it was similar to what Shi Sheng had expected. Yan Jinxiu made a few excuses, and the group of girls became more enthusiastic. Yan Jinxiu pretended to be irritated and agreed to their demands.
"Then we'll wait for you. Don't be a coward when the time comes!"
"Let's go, let's go." The girls called out to her and left downstairs.
When their figures disappeared down the stairs, Yan Jinxiu's angry eyes immediately calmed down. She expressionlessly watched them leave the hall downstairs.
Yan Jinxiu stood for a moment, turned around, and met Shi Sheng's gaze without warning.
Yan Jinxiu was stunned for a moment. She quickly restrained her emotions and bowed slightly. "Greetings, Your Royal Highness."
Why was she here?
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