After the death of the account book, the boss became popular all over the Internet

[Mingsheng, I hate you for being a piece of wood! ! ! (Sad and sad)]
[Sheng Bao, don't split up, hurry up and ask Professor Jiang to stay! /scream]
[I have finally realized that it is now a solo competition between the old concubine Jiang Guifei and the newly promoted little flower Song Changzai. The emperor Sheng is obsessed with government affairs and ignores the affairs of the harem/cup hand]
[Hahaha, sister upstairs, your description is too apt]
Concubine Jiang Guifei, who was assigned a separate investigation task, went to the next place alone, and Ming Sheng walked into the Cuizhu Residence alone.

As soon as I entered the door, I met an old man who looked like a housekeeper, walking slowly from the darkness.

The old man looked at Ming Sheng seriously:
"Miss Ming, what are you doing here at Miss Feihong's residence?"

At present, they know nothing about the background story of this copy. They only know that they play the role of a branch relative in this huge Xue family.

Regarding the old man's questioning, Ming Sheng didn't panic at all, and acted kindly:

"It's cold in late autumn, so I can't help but think of some past events. Let's take a look along the way."

The old NPC was almost not made to doubt himself by Ming Sheng's familiar tone. After all, the guests should know nothing about the background story.

But he would never be like Ming Sheng, who would miss him as soon as he spoke, as if he was more familiar with the Xue family's stories and the relationships between the characters than he was.

The old man coughed twice and adjusted his mood:
"Since Miss Ming wants to come here, then follow me to worship Miss Feihong."

Ming Sheng followed behind the old man, heaving a long sigh, as if he was really immersed in the emotion of the death of the old man.

Who would have thought that she actually knew nothing about this "old man".

Ming Sheng's eyes were slightly sad: "I think Miss Fei Hong and I... Forget it, no matter what I say, it's just my own wishful thinking, why don't you tell me, I listen, just treat it as Fei Hong appearing in front of me. "

[Hahahaha, nonsense literature from Sheng Bao]
[Study is useless, this is listening to Jun's words, is it like the same words/doge]
The old man was almost entangled in this series of specious remarks. He wondered how Ming Sheng could guess the plot, and said with his mouth:
"Back then, I was Xue's old housekeeper. Everyone called me Butler Xue. Miss Feihong was the wife's youngest daughter, and she was eight years behind you, Miss Ming. When you were young, you played together."

"It's a pity that Miss Feihong entrusted her to an inhuman person, so she ended up with such a beautiful and beautiful death early."

While speaking, the two had already walked to the ancestral hall in the courtyard.

Steward Xue handed Ming Sheng three sticks of sandalwood: "Miss Ming." Ming Sheng took the incense candle, bowed to the memorial tablet in the hall a few times, then inserted the incense, and turned to look at Steward Xue:

"Is there anything I can do for Sister Feihong?"

Steward Xue thought for a while, then said:

"Miss Fei Hong liked the flowers in Xiaofang Garden the most during her lifetime. It will be Miss Fei Hong's memorial day soon. If Miss Ming is interested, go and pick a bouquet of her favorite flowers for Miss Fei Hong."

Before Ming Sheng asked, Steward Xue preemptively said:
"Miss Feihong treats you the best. Miss Ming, you must remember what kind of flowers Miss Feihong likes the most?"

Ming Sheng smiled slightly, "That's natural."

Butler Xue took two steps back: "I have other things to do. If Miss Ming misses Miss Feihong, then let's take a stroll around this Green Bamboo Residence."

The yard is neither big nor small, and there are four or five rooms. The camera teacher kept a distance from Ming Sheng after four or five steps.

There must be a clue of Xue Feihong's favorite flower in the center of the green bamboo.

Ming Sheng pushed open a door at random, and just about to step in, he met the people inside.

The next second, Ming Sheng suddenly turned around to block the door, and smiled politely at the cameraman who had not yet entered:
"Sorry, bro, wait outside for a moment."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Forget it, I can’t write a big one, and the break in the middle affects the reading experience, so this chapter is only a short ToT
good night