When Xu Jin stepped into the back house of the Governor's yamen in Nantou City, the pretty maid Chuchun ran out of the house, and was so excited that she burst into tears. She called out in surprise: "Master! Chuxia! You are finally back!"

"Sister, we're back. I miss you so much!" Chuxia rushed forward and hugged Chuchun. It's been more than two months since she was born. The two sisters have not been separated for so long.

It is said that Xu Jin originally planned to take the early spring and early summer to Southeast Asia together, but the day before departure, He Zhier, who was injured and unconscious, finally woke up. Xu Jin was worried that the two new maids would not take good care of him, so he left the always careful Chuchun to take care of He Zhier.

At this moment, a thin girl walked out of the house and stood at the door and looked here timidly. She wanted to come over but didn't dare. Chuchun waved her hand quickly and said softly: "Miss Zhier, come over quickly."

"Oh!" The thin girl came over obediently, but hid behind Chuchun like fear. While looking at Xu Jin and Wang Cuiqiao, she asked in a low voice: "Sister Chuchun, who are they?"

Xu Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he carefully looked at the thin girl in front of him, and confirmed that it was He Zhier, and he couldn't help but frown and asked, "Chuchun, Xiao Mo... What's wrong with Zhier? Why don't you even recognize me?"

Chuchun grabbed He Zhier's hand, took care of the bangs on her forehead, and said pitifully: "Master, Zhier has absenteeism, and most of the past things can't be remembered."

Wang Cuiqiao, early summer and Qiu Yan all cried softly, all showing pity.

Xu Jin couldn't help but realize that He Zhier had lost her memory, but she didn't know whether it was temporary or permanent. However, forgetting the past may not be a good thing for her, but it's just a pity that a firearm genius.

Looking at the pale and weak girl in front of her, Xu Jin couldn't help feeling pity and subconsciously stepped forward to touch her head. Unexpectedly, the latter suddenly shrank into Chuchun's arms, and was so scared that he was trembling and full of fear.

Xu Jin's movements and expressions froze immediately, and he shrank his hand awkwardly. Is he so scary?

Chuchun quickly comforted, "Miss Zhier, don't be afraid, he is your brother and will not hurt you."

He Zhier stopped trembling when she heard this, but she still looked at Xu Jin with a little fear. Xu Jin smiled happily and said, "Zhier, I am your brother. Do you still remember the Arabic numerals I taught you?"

He Zhier blinked and showed a thoughtful expression. Xu Jin couldn't help but ask happily: "Did you remember it?"

However, He Zhier shook her head weakly, then gently shook Chuchun's hand and said coquettishly: "Sister Chuchun, I want to eat candied fruit, I want to eat candied fruit, you promised Zhier in the morning."

Chuchun said drowsyly: "Okay, go and eat it, Xiao Cui, give the candied fruit to Miss Zhier."

A little maid standing respectfully beside him quickly stepped forward and pulled He Zhier's hand and said softly: "Miss, please follow my maid's house. I'll give you a secret farewell."

So, He Zhier jumped and followed the maid named Xiao Cui. A strange look flashed in Xu Jin's eyes. Chuchun sighed and explained: "Master, Zhier not only forgot about the past, but also...it seems that her mind has also changed back to her eight or nine years old. It's so pitiful!"

Xu Jin couldn't help but feel moved. I remember seeing such cases on TV before. Some people selectively forget some memories due to external stimulation, and this memory is often something he is unwilling to face. This is a false amnesia phenomenon of self-evasion. I don't know if He Zhier is like this. Of course, it is also possible that He Zhier's brain cells are damaged, which is basically difficult to recover, and she will maintain this "eight or nine" year old state for the rest of her life. To put it bluntly, she is a low-minded person and must be taken care of by others in this life.

Xu Jin sighed inwardly, hoping that it was the former. Of course, no matter what the situation is, with Xu Jin's current conditions, he could afford to support ten or eight more He Zhier.

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On a summer night, the sound of insects outside the window was chirping, and the breeze brought the fragrance of pomegranate flowers into the house. After bathing, Xu Jin sat upright behind the desk in the study and copied the memorials stroke by stroke.

Xu Jin wrote two memorials in total, both of which will be given directly to the young emperor Zhu Houcan in the form of a secret memorial. One letter was about the establishment of the Nanyang Protectorate. Xu Jin described in detail the purpose and various benefits of controlling Nanyang, and attached a plan to establish the Nanyang military system. I believe that Zhu Houcan would be very interested. In fact, in Xu Jin's guidance, Zhu Houcan's enthusiasm for expanding territory was not ordinary.

Another memorial was about opening the sea ban. To this day, Xu Jin felt that the conditions for opening the sea ban were ripe. First, Zhu Hougui had firmly held the throne; second, all the ghosts and monsters along the Ming coast were cleared, and the waterways were safer than ever before; third, the food problem would also be solved.

It’s just that everything is ready, but the east wind is not available!

Of course, if the sea ban was directly proposed to be opened in the court, the resistance would be great. After all, the power of Yang Tinghe and other conservative schools should not be underestimated, so Xu Jin planned to write a secret copy first to discuss with Zhu Houcong. After the monarch and minister reached a consensus, he wrote a public letter to request the sea ban to be opened.

As the saying goes, today is different from the past. After experiencing this battle to destroy Japanese surrender for more than a year, Xu Jin led his army across the seafront thousands of miles. Not only did he wipe out all the Japanese pirates and pirates along the coast of Ming Dynasty, but he also defeated the Westerners and even took down Manlaga, who was thousands of miles away, and became the number one figure in the Ming army. Governor Xu, who was getting richer, was fully qualified to compete with the chief assistant Yang Tinghe.

After Xu Jin finished copying the memorial, he was about to put down his pen to blow dry the ink marks, but the door of the study was gently knocked, and he asked casually: "Who?"

However, no one answered outside, but the door was gently knocked. Xu Jin frowned. There were personal soldiers and Jinyiwei guards outside, so outsiders should not be able to get in easily. If it were family members, who would not be silent like this, unless...

Xu Jin's heart moved and said in a slow tone: "The door is open, come in!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open. Sure enough, when he saw He Zhier standing timidly outside the door, the little girl was obviously finished bathing, wearing a pink palace dress, with a vague look on her face. She looked very beautiful when she changed into women's clothing, but she was a little too thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her away. If she could grow a little more flesh, she would definitely be an excellent beauty.

Xu Jin waved with a smile: "So it's Zhier, come in quickly!"

He Zhier hesitated for a moment, walked into the study with her notebook in her arms, came to the desk timidly, and looked at Xu Jin timidly, both childish and cute.

Xu Jin glanced at the book He Zhier was holding, and immediately recognized that it was the lesson plan he had used for her before, so he smiled and said, "Zhier, is there something I can't understand?"

He Zhier shook her head and plucked up the courage to ask, "Are you... really my brother?"

Xu Jin nodded and said seriously: "Of course it's true, can my brother still have fake?"

He Zhier looked at the memorial book on Xu Jintan's desk, and then opened the lesson plan and compared the handwriting. Suddenly, she smiled innocently and said, "The words are the same, so you are really my brother."

Xu Jin was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily and said, "It's more true than Pearl. Come on, let's take a look at you to see if you've been lazy in the past two months."

Xu Jin said as he pulled out a blank rice paper and put it on it with a formula: 123+345=?

He Zhier tilted her head and thought for a while, and soon picked up her pen and wrote down three Arabic numerals of 468. Xu Jin couldn't help but feel sad and wrote several more complicated formulas. As a result, He Zhier easily wrote the accurate answers.
Chapter completed!