Shen Zhaoning, the youngest chief minister of Dajing, was impeached by his best friend for treason, and his entire family was executed.
Open your eyes again and go back to that snowy night fifteen years ago.
He was also a small scribe from the ninth grade in Lin'an County.
In this life, he will not be a lonely minister or a good person. Get back everything you owe him!
In the wind and snow, an abandoned baby cried loudly.
But he understood——
"It's cold... So cold... Someone is chasing Fu Bao... Where is my mother..."
Shen Zhaoning looked down at the infant baby, who was like a dough ball, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
He can actually understand babies talking? !
From then on, holding the cub in one hand and writing in the other hand, he stirred up the world.
Someone else's milk baby: "Dad hid the money under the stove!"
The young master of the prefect's family said: "Yesterday someone gave a lot of gold to my mother~"
Shen Zhaoning smiled slightly and broke another round.
The little Fu Bao in his arms was soft and glutinous, smiling sweetly when he saw people—all the civil and military officials in the dynasty were rushing to become his grandpa.
The Minister of War slapped the table: "Fu Bao calls me grandpa! Use this knife to peel apples for her!"
The Minister of Hube was anxious: "Fu Bao wants to eat candied haws of sugar haws? The whole street is covered!"
The emperor held Fu Bao tightly and said, "This girl is exactly what I want."
Shen Zhaoning glanced at his former enemy with cold eyes and raised the corner of his mouth——
In this life, none of you can escape.
