Closing the door of the study, Song Hui sat down on a poplar chair opposite Shen Mingze, and in his hand was a steaming cup of tea, the blue and white porcelain cup with missing horns that he used to use when he came to Shen Mingze for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At a glance, he knew that it was specially prepared for him by Shen Zeming.

Looking at the thick tea, the corners of Song Hui's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "When did you kid change his career to become a god stick, you can still pinch it!" ”

Shen Mingze put down the pen in his hand, glanced at Song Hui, and said: "What kind of magic stick, you can't say it nicely, I call it reasonable calculation." ”

Song Hui glanced at Shen Zeming, "Tell me, what is a reasonable law?" ”

Shen Zeming shook off Song Hui's question and didn't answer, and simply asked: "You only said that you came for Song Zhang's business!" Although it was a question, Shen Zeming was sure.

Song Huideng smiled, took a sip of the teacup comfortably, and leaned back, "Okay, you kid, I really let you guess right, tell me, what do you know." ”

Shen Zeming sat down with Erlang's legs crossed opposite Song Hui with a smug look, and said with obsidian-like eyes: "Don't worry, Song Zhang's kid went to the left waiter of the household department, it was purely his personal behavior, and it had nothing to do with the second prince's side." There is no partisan strife involved. ”

"How do you know?" Song Hui didn't expect Shen Zeming to really guess his intention.

"I was there when he went! I happened to go that day to check the munitions and pick up an extra fifty tents for the new arrivals. Shen Zeming smiled with shining eyes: "If he is doing things for the second prince, how can he be a copyist for the position he asks, but what he asks for is a big-headed soldier, and he can't touch a little secret but has to suffer dryly." ”

Song Hui knew that what Shen Zeming said must be the truth, but he didn't understand, why did Song Zhang ask to go to the left squire of the military department, just to be a big soldier, can't he come to his barracks?

"I don't think you should be too careful, maybe Song Zhang is not willing to do things under your hands to ask for where, who wants to be your soldier, you look at the past few days in the Fenggu camp you have trained those soldiers, they are about to drive the big guys crazy, but I heard them talk in private, saying that sooner or later they will have this evil breath."

Song Hui shrugged indifferently, spread his hands, and said, "As long as they have that ability, I don't mind moving my muscles and bones." But who said that? ”

Shen Zeming looked at Song Hui and immediately raised his head and laughed, "Why didn't I know that you are still such a small belly." If I tell you who said it, you won't have skinned them! After that, a hint of interested schadenfreude flashed in Shen Zeming's eyes, and he said with a smile: "However, that scene must be very interesting, it was Wang Lei who said it at the beginning, and Fu Yujie followed suit." ”

Although he knew that he was not very authentic in doing this, it might be a good show to look at Song Hui's bullying of small belly and chicken intestines, but at this time, Shen Zeming decisively discarded the festival.

Hearing these two names, Song Hui's original joking expression suddenly retracted, and was replaced by a solemn face, "Wang Lei, Fu Yujie?" Song Hui looked at Song Hui with a contemplative gaze.

As Song Hui's hardcore hair, Shen Mingze naturally knew what Song Hui's expression meant, and suddenly followed his heart and said: "Yes, Wang Lei is a relative of Lord Hubu Shangshu, this Fu Yujie, it seems to be ......"

When Shen Mingze was thinking about it, Song Hui said quietly: "Jingzhao Yin Fuhui's concubine." ”

Shen Zeming's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "That's right, it's him." Looking at Song Hui's expression, Shen Zeming asked, "What, what's wrong with the two of them?" ”

Song Hui shook his head slowly, "It's too early to say that there is a problem at this time, it's just that Lord Wang and Fu Hui are both members of the second prince, and this has to make me worry a lot." ”

When it came to party disputes, Shen Zeming also became serious, "What should I do?" Cautiously asked Song Hui.

"It's not good for you and my people to go out and investigate." Song Hui said, and couldn't help but think, if Chunqing encountered such a thing, how to solve it? She always seems to be able to make problems invisible for no apparent reason.

In the Longtan Tiger's Den like the Zhenguo Mansion, she not only lived peacefully, but also ate for nothing and fat, which Song Hui had to admire her.

"Why don't I find someone with a clean foundation to find out what the two of them are doing?" Shen Zeming asked.

Thinking of Chunqing, the corners of Song Hui's mouth couldn't help but ripple with a warm smile, and Shen Zeming's heart was furious, "Hey, shouldn't you be stupid by those old foxes today, so let's talk about business, what are you laughing at, don't scare me, in the middle of the night, I'm not afraid of people, but I'm afraid of ghosts, you know." ”

While speaking, Shen Zeming glanced out of the dark window in horror.

As the concubine of the Shen Mansion, Shen Zeming was ravaged by his mother-in-law with various means when he was a child, among which his mother-in-law was the best at often letting people pretend to be all kinds of ghosts to scare him, not for anything else, just to scare him into a disorder and become a timid waste.

However, God seems to be particularly merciful to Song Hui and Shen Zeming, a pair of difficult brothers.

Song Hui learned of the vicious intentions of his second uncle and aunt at an unexpected time, and Shen Zeming was tempered by his mother-in-law's perversion, in order to protect himself, he took advantage of an opportunity to go up the mountain to incense, and secretly worshipped a high monk as a teacher.

If his mother-in-law knew that Shen Zeming could become a majestic first-class general today, the root cause was that she was frightened by her pretending to be a ghost, and she would probably vomit blood and die in anger.

It's just that Song Hui has never understood why that senior monk accepted him as an apprentice with Shen Zeming's identity? Over the years, he has been tireless, and he has come to Shen Mansion in the middle of the night to quietly teach Shen Zeming kung fu.

not only taught him martial arts, but also taught him to read and write.

Although Shen Zeming said that the monk took a fancy to his magical bones, Song Hui always felt that the monk was full and went out to walk in the middle of the night.

Song Hui glared at Shen Zeming, "You big-headed ghost!" ”

"What the hell are you saying, what the hell are the two of them going to do!"

"What to do, don't they want to seek revenge on me, you just instigate a few words and let them come to me tomorrow!" Song Hui said simply.

"Alas!" Shen Zeming stared at Song Hui inexplicably, indicating that he didn't understand.

"It just so happens that I move my muscles and bones, and let them go home to rest for three or five months, even if this thing is over, and let people probe their bottom after a while."

Akira Fukasawa's eyes immediately flashed, "Are you going to abolish them?" ”

Looking at Shen Zeming's expression of waiting to see the excitement, Song Hui glared at him weakly, "Take the legend you just drew and I'll take a look!" ”

The topic changed too quickly, and Akira Fukasawa didn't react at once, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately jumped to his feet and said: "How do you know that I'm drawing a legend, say, did you install someone in front of me!" ”