Chapter 12 The First God of Literature and Music at the Beginning of Heaven and Earth

Qin Huairong was stunned and shook her head quickly. Although Jinjin's intelligence was still at the age of five, she already recognized her parents and people close to her. She shouldn't not recognize her.

Zhao Yong didn't expect his daughter to say this. He immediately looked at Li Shang with his sharp eyes, and he was frantically calculating all the possibilities in his heart.

Qin Huairong looked at the women around her, pulled one of them forward and said, "She! Do you know her?"

Mrs. Qin is Qin Huairong's nanny. She has been with her for more than thirty years. She has treated Zhao Jinjin as her own granddaughter since she was a child. She is the person who loves Zhao Jinjin the most besides Zhao Yong and Qin Huairong.

Shen Jingyuan, who was hiding behind Li Shang, looked at the old woman with a wrinkled but kind face and said nothing.

Qin Huairong hurriedly pointed to the two maids behind her and said, "Where are they! Do they know each other?"

The two maids, one red and one green, one is named Hongye and the other is Luluo. They are the daughters of Zhao Yong's housekeeper and are slaves of the family. They have served Zhao Jinjin since they were young and have been in love with their sisters since childhood.

The red-leaf and green-leafed radish is wearing brocade clothes that ordinary people cannot afford, and the beaded hairpin and tassel on her head is worth more than a dozen taels.

The two of them saw that the originally noble lady was now dressed in tattered linen clothes, their eyes turned red, and they wished they could slap themselves in the face.

Among them, Pothos couldn't help sobbing. How much suffering did the young lady suffer? How did she become like this?

The two of them rushed forward and knelt in front of the girl: "Miss, we are red leaves and green radish, look at us, take a closer look at us, miss!"

Shen Jingyuan seemed a little frightened. She shook her head and refused to answer. She just tugged on the young man's sleeve: "Li Shang, let's go back. I'm hungry and want to eat Yangchun noodles."

He speaks clearly and coherently, no longer stutters, and his expression is natural and normal.

Zhao Yong was suspicious and asked quickly: "You, what's your last name?"

Shen Jingyuan didn't seem to understand why the person in front of her was asking this. She frowned and was a little defensive, but she still answered: "My surname is Zhao."

Mrs. Qin laughed when she heard this: "Sir, our girl still remembers her name!"

She quickly stepped forward and wanted to touch the girl's face.

At this time, the young man stood in front of the girl, staring at everyone with a pair of black eyes: "She has lost her memory and doesn't recognize you. Please don't scare her."

Amnesia?

When Qin Huairong heard this, her apricot eyes were filled with water. Seeing her only flesh and blood suffering so much, she felt like there were several knives scratching her in her heart.

Wearing the tattered clothes, holding the cheapest steamed buns in her hands, remembering nothing, and wandering around alone, she, the mother-in-law, wished she could die to take the blame on her own daughter's behalf.

Zhao Yong wanted to touch it with his hands but was afraid to be frightened. The figure who usually dominated the officialdom was now restrained.

Li Shang turned his head: "They seem to know you."

Shen Jingyuan tilted his head and looked at Zhao Yong, Qin Huairong and others: "Do you know me?"

Mrs. Qin hurriedly stepped forward: "Girl! These are your biological parents! You were lost at the Tianchao Festival four months ago. The whole Zhao family was going to die of panic! Madam couldn't even eat and was sick countless times. !”

Qin Huairong had a kind face and immediately felt close to her. Shen Jingyuan stared at the woman in her thirties in front of him for a long time and said, "You are so beautiful."

When Qin Huairong heard this, her tears couldn't stop falling.

She cried again. Shen Jingyuan frowned and slowly stepped forward to help her wipe away her tears: "Stop crying."

Her little hands were still soft, Qin Huairong looked at her, "Come home with us, okay?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked at the boy behind her. She nodded and said, "Yes, but you need to take him with you."

Zhao Yong looked at Li Shang: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the black-clad guards on the street knelt down at the same time, including Mrs. Qin and a group of servants behind her. They shouted with great respect: "Welcome Miss."

The family rules are strict and the atmosphere is grand. Li Shang looked around and saw that no one was there. It turned out that the guards had cleared everyone out unknowingly and seemed to have blocked the entire street.

Such a law practice and such behavior can only be achieved by being rich or noble. The eyes and lips of the middle-aged man are very similar to Zhao Jinjin. Li Shang knows that the couple in front of him are her biological children.

parents.

Looking at the thousands of accompanying guards and densely packed servants, Li Shang couldn't help but wonder, in a place like Kyoto, what kind of identity would lead to such arrogant travel.

But when he came to his senses and got off the carriage, he understood.

Prime Minister's Residence.

These four big characters almost shocked him.

Zhao Jinjin lost his memory. He knew that she had an amazing appearance. He also knew that he had made countless guesses about the daughter of a wealthy businessman and the Qingliu family. He had thought about it, but he had never guessed that Zhao Jinjin's father was actually a veteran of two dynasties in the Dayun Dynasty.

The leader of hundreds of officials in the world, one person above ten thousand people, the legendary figure Zhao Yong who assisted the current emperor Min to rise to power.

The Zhao family has stood tall among countless aristocratic families in Kyoto for generations, and each generation has been a talented person, especially the current Zhao Yong.

The eighteen-year-old high school champion broke the curse of the 23-year-old top scholar in the Dayun Dynasty and became a new history. At the age of nineteen, he married Qin Huairong, the only daughter of the general who protected the country. At the age of twenty, he was appointed as a doctor in the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

At the age of twenty-two, he was promoted to minister by the emperor and became the head of the six departments. He was in charge of literary selection, honors, and examinations.

After passing the imperial examination, he had thousands of disciples, and his students were all over the world.

Zhao Yong, who had been appointed Minister of the Ministry of Personnel for ten years, was named prime minister by the current emperor at the age of thirty-two. He was a first-rank official and could not be promoted.

The first half of Zhao Yong's life was filled with great success, and he had a prosperous future, so he became a myth in the hearts of countless students in the Dayun Dynasty.

Li Shang was a beggar who lived in the streets of Fucheng City without a father or mother since he was born. He never thought that one day he would step into the Prime Minister's Palace, let alone that Zhao Jinjin's background would be so dazzling.

Her father is so outstanding, and her mother is even more famous as the most beautiful woman in the Great Cloud Dynasty.

No wonder she is so beautiful, even though she is in such a miserable state, she is not covered in dust.

"What? Zhao Yong is the Wenqushen who came out of the realm of nothingness and experienced calamity?" Shen Jingyuan said in shock.

At this time, she was bathing and changing surrounded by a group of maids in pink clothes. She was soaking in the water and listening to the gossip about the money. Shen Jingyuan seemed to have eaten a big melon: "What, what do you mean?"

Lai Qian was blindfolded by a piece of ribbon in the void. He lay on the pastry and fruit plate next to the bathtub, crossed his legs and said, "Literally, I just came down to experience the robbery."

"You are already the god of interfaces, why do you have to go through so many tribulations?"

Laiqian shook his head: "If you ask me, I don't know."

Shen Jingyuan chuckled: "So I have to call Wenqu daddy?"

Lai Qian choked and said, "You are just a small-minded person. He doesn't know it's you, and he won't even remember you when he returns to the realm of nothingness."

"Besides, this God of Wenqu is not the young one, but the one who was born first at the beginning of the world."
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