Yan Dynasty.

Yongqing twenty-six years.

Shen Sitang was woken up by a strong shake, and after dissecting the corpse all night, she was so tired that she opened her eyes irritably, wanting to see which servant was so bold that she dared to disturb her dreams!

"Waste materials are waste materials, they have all been raided and can sleep until this hour, a heartless broom star, Lord Shen has such a daughter, it's really unlucky! Get up! ”

With a shout of rage, she was forcefully pushed out of the door.

Shen Sitang's head is full of question marks?

What raids? Is her family bankrupt? Can't you? Can the richest man go bankrupt?

Shen Sitang stood firm and raised his head, finally saw the other party's appearance clearly, and then his eyes widened in horror, why was he wearing the clothes of an ancient official?

A strong sense of crisis made her instinctively look around, the antique mansion, all strangers in ancient costumes.

This isn't her home, where is that modern manor full of high-tech?

"It's all your fault! I told the official that you are a tough person and an ominous person, and asked him to send you to Zhuangzi to raise, but he refused, but now it's good, your father will be killed by you! ”

Shen Sitang was pushed by a woman, her body was planted forward, and the surging memories suddenly poured into her mind, making her have a splitting headache.

The woman was still scolding, Shen Sitang didn't have time to talk to her, her brain was receiving a memory that didn't belong to her.

Shen Sitang, the word Qianning, the daughter of the Shangshu of the Yan Dynasty's Criminal Department, her biological mother was the only female general in the dynasty, but unfortunately she died in childbirth when she was born, and she was also infamous for the broom star of the dead mother.

Memories continued to be instilled, and later her father remarried and gave birth to a pair of children, and her situation can be imagined.

Shen Sitang's biological mother is the first master of the Yan Dynasty, and her cultivation has reached Wuzun, and everyone knows that the road to martial arts cultivation is extremely difficult, and after Wuzun is Emperor Wu, and after Emperor Wu is the transcendent realm.

It is a pity and a pity that such a genius died in childbirth!

Shen Sitang has had high hopes since she was a child, and the Yan Dynasty is looking forward to her inheriting her biological mother's mantle.

Unexpectedly, she was born a waste material, and so far she has been cultivating so far, and she is still at the entry level, and she has not even been promoted to the prefecture level.

Fortunately, her father did not dislike her and still doted on her.

was taken care of by her father, who was the secretary of the Criminal Department, and her life was quite passable, but there were unforeseen circumstances, and people had good fortune and misfortune.

Seven days ago, the three princes suddenly fell ill, looked like crazy demons, and killed several palace people, and now Emperor Yongqing has no choice but to detain the three princes to the prison of the Criminal Department, so that the Criminal Department is well guarded and must not make mistakes.

Afraid of something, the third prince died for no reason on the night when he was imprisoned in the prison of the Criminal Department!

Emperor Yongqing was furious and asked the Criminal Department, and the first to bear the brunt was her father Shen Mingyi, who served as the secretary of the Criminal Department.

Emperor Yongqing has issued an order, Shen Mingyi, the secretary of the Criminal Department, has neglected his duties, and the crime cannot be punished, so he will be beheaded in three days!

Shen Sitang was heartbroken, God knows that she had cultivated hundreds of lifetimes of blessings before she could be reincarnated into the richest family and become a daughter who was held in the palm of her parents' hands, and she hadn't enjoyed the beautiful life of doing whatever she wanted, why was she so unlucky to wear it?

Wear it, look at her luck, she will raid the house as soon as she comes.

Raid the house, just raid the house, her father is gone, and she has to find ways to get her father.

Alas, the same wear is not the same life!

Shen Sitang watched as her new home, which had not yet been heated, was raided, and the gang of officials were exactly like bandits entering the city, ransacking her house, not even letting go of an old hen that was still laying eggs.

The woman who had pushed her just now was full of energy, and she was still crying behind her.

"Why am I so hard, I have worked so hard to run this family, and once I was convicted, I have nothing, official, how can I live without your concubine, my hard-working son, I will have no father when I am still young, my poor daughter, I am not married ......"

Shen Sitang couldn't listen to it anymore, gouged out his ears, and turned to look at her: "Isn't my father dead yet, why are you crying in a hurry?" ”

The woman is nearly forty, her charm is still there, she is wearing an elegant skirt on her body, she cries so much, her apricot eyes are red, and I feel pity.

When Shen Cao didn't speak, she could really be called a beautiful woman who had been quiet for years.

It's a pity that the mouth is long.

Shen Cao's apricot eyes were round, trembling with anger, pointing at Shen Sitang and crying: "Your father is about to be beheaded, as the eldest daughter, you don't want to think of a way, you still want to accuse me, what kind of sin have I created!" ”

"Mother, don't cry."

Jiao Didi's voice came from her half-sister: Shen Lezhi.

She has a seven-point resemblance to Shen Cao's family, especially those apricot eyes, which are exactly the same, but her temperament is the same as Shen Cao's.

Shen Lezhi is delicate, speaks softly, and shows everyone's beautiful demeanor in his gestures, and Shen Cao's family regards it as the façade of the Shen family and attaches great importance to it.

"Mother, the matter has come to this, and it is in vain to blame each other, it is better to find a place to live first, and then plan carefully."

Shen Caoshi took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his tears, and his voice was choked: "But we are penniless, where can we go?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Lezhi didn't know what to do.

When the mother and daughter were worried, Shen Sitang broke the silence: "Who said we were penniless?" ”

Shen Cao's heart was shocked, and he leaned over and lowered his voice: "Didn't you secretly hide the silver?" ”

Shen Sitang opened his arms: "Do you think I look like I have time to hide the silver?" ”

She was wearing an undergarment, not even an outer robe, and it was fitting to describe her as alone.

"Then you're still ashamed?" Shen Caoshi rolled his eyes.

Shen Sitang looked at the top of her head meaningfully, and following her line of sight, Shen Lezhi also looked over, and Shen Caoshi suddenly understood something, and covered his hairpin with his hand.

"No! This is the promise of your father! ”

Shen Cao's head is wearing a wooden hairpin, and the official who copied the family does not know the goods, thinking that the wood is not valuable, but in fact this is the best gold silk agarwood.

"Mother, my daughter knows that this hairpin means a lot to you, and my daughter is reluctant to let you exchange this thing for money, and my daughter is willing to endure hardships, but poor Xueyi is young, and it is difficult for him to starve with us."

Shen Sitang suddenly felt a fragrance of tea coming to his face.

The Xueyi in Shen Lezhi's mouth is her half-brother, who has just turned five years old, and is lying on Shen Cao's burden and falling asleep.

Shen Cao's family became a wooden hairpin after all, and the four of them found an inn to live in temporarily.

Shen Xueyi kept shouting that he was hungry, and Shen Cao's family was reluctant to eat at the inn, so he asked the two sisters to stay, and she took her young son to buy some food on the street and came back.

As soon as Shen Cao's family left, Shen Lezhi looked at Shen Sitang: "Sister has a good plan?" ”

Shen Sitang asked rhetorically: "Do you have it?" ”

Shen Lezhi retracted his gaze and shook his head slowly: "Joy is useless, I am ashamed of my father's nurturing grace, only on the day of my father's beheading, blood was splashed on the spot, and death was used to avenge my father." ”

It's filial piety.

But it seems that the father still has to rely on her.

Shen Sitang got up helplessly: "I'll go out, if I don't come back in three days, your mother and son will leave the capital, and the farther you go, the better." ”

Shen Lezhi chased after him uneasily: "Sister, where are you going!" ”

Shen Sitang didn't look back, leaving four words: "Beat the drum and sound the grievances!" ”