Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

He is determined to obtain the Nine Causes of the Great Dao.

But as a third-rank official, how could he condescend to become a disciple of a little girl?

His two precious daughters were both studying at the Imperial College for Girls. If she could learn Song Jinxiu's Great Dao Jiu Yin Jue, she could teach him when she got home, right?

Let her teach at the Imperial College Girls' School. As long as she teaches, if her daughter learns it, won't she learn it too?

The emperor glanced at him, and the Minister of Rites was calculating so well that the abacus beads flew out.

But it is exactly what you want.

The Emperor looked at Song Jinxiu and said, "My dear Song, could you teach your Dao Jiu Yin Jue to the students of the Imperial Academy?"

The emperor thought that if the child's master had a requirement not to pass on the knowledge to outsiders, he would let several princes worship her as their master.

Master can’t keep secrets, right?

Anyway, the emperor was determined to nationalize the Nine Causes of the Great Dao.

But he is the king of a country and cannot do anything to rob, so it is necessary to discuss it with the little girl.

Is this what you call my beloved?

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Of course, it is beneficial to the country and the people, and education is the foundation. Jinxiu has no choice but to do it.

However, mine is not the Great Dao Nine Causes Secret, but the Multiplication Table, which is similar to the Great Dao Nine Causes Secret."

Not only does it have the same purpose, it's also more advanced.

The Nine Causes of the Great Dao is the secret method of the Xuantian Sect. It is clearly written on it that "This book is only passed on to the spiritual platform, not to the human world, and is kept secret by practitioners."

Since she is a disciple of Xuantian Sect, she naturally has to abide by the sect rules.

The multiplication table is ours, the crystallization of 5,000 years of Chinese culture. Promulgating it to the people and benefiting their lives is a great good. We should do it.

"Good," the emperor was delighted.

"Lord Song, for your righteousness, grants you the title of Fifth Rank Chief Doctor of Mathematics. After three days of rest, you will officially enter the Imperial College."

It means to join the Imperial College, not the Imperial College Women's School.

The emperor didn't care about the Nine Causes of the Great Dao or the multiplication table, as long as the little girl's skills were passed on.

Song Jinxiu knelt on one knee, clasped her fists, and said in a clear voice: "I obey your command."

Zhou Kunran exclaimed, "Your Majesty, the Imperial College Doctor is a seventh-rank official. Even the Chief Doctor is only a sixth-rank official. Where does the fifth-rank official come from, Your Majesty?"

The emperor looked at him and said: I haven't finished yet.

The Emperor continued, "She is also a lecturer in the palace. She deserves the rank of Fifth Rank."

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. If you want people to give up all their secrets, you have to spend some money, right?

Moreover, only officials of the fifth rank and above could attend court, so it was nice to see a ray of light in the court occasionally.

Song Jinxiu came out of the palace happily.

Now that she was an official, she no longer had to rely on others and could also raise horses and ride in a carriage.

"Li Cheng, go to the horse market and buy a horse!"

The largest horse market in the capital is located in a large courtyard outside the East City Gate.

This was Song Jinxiu's first time shopping since coming to the capital, but she had no time to look at the sights. She told Li Cheng to go directly to the horse market.

The horse market here is called Madian. When she arrived at Madian in the eastern suburbs, Song Jinxiu bought sixteen horses at once.

Before going to Beijing, her brother gave her one thousand taels, her younger sister gave her one thousand taels, her clan gave her one thousand taels, and Zhang's mother and her mother gave her a total of five hundred taels.

He is not short of money, so he is so arrogant.

This generous gesture even shocked the boss of Madian. He came in person and gave her a green-shed carriage.

My younger sister became an official, a fifth-rank chief doctor of the Imperial College and a lecturer in the palace.

Teaching the prince and being a teacher to the princes and princesses, my sister has a bright future!

Song Chunsheng felt like he was dreaming.

Several young men of the Song family with the surname Jin all felt like they were dreaming.

They looked at each other in bewilderment as they watched the people from the palace's clothing bureau come to make official clothes for their sister, while they touched the tall horse at home.

"Brother Chunsheng, a fifth-rank official, how high is that? Is it higher than the magistrate of Lunshan County?"

Song Chunsheng nodded, "Sir, County Magistrate Wang has to bow when he sees my sister."

"Ah? Then do we have to kneel down and kowtow to the clan leader as well?"

"No need. How can a brother bow to his sister?"

Song Chunsheng said seriously, "However, now that Jinxiu is an official, our Song family is no longer the same as before. We must establish some rules."

"Brother Chunsheng, you said, let's just follow the rules."

"First, be kind to others, be fair in your dealings, and don't hold Jinxiu back."

Song Chunsheng led everyone to set rules in the front yard.

Song Jinxiu was preparing for the exam.

If you want to be a teacher, you must first understand the level of your students, right? Only by knowing yourself and your students can you teach them according to their abilities, right?

Xuan Zhenzi sat opposite her, glancing around with his small eyes, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

Song Jinxiu didn't even raise her head, "Brother, don't worry. I know that the Dao Jiu Yin Jue is a sect secret method, and I won't pass it on to others.

I teach you the multiplication table. Before Master gave me the secret technique, I taught it to my family. If you don't believe me, you can ask my sister. My brother, Jinfang, and Qiusheng all know it."

Xuan Zhenzi stroked his beard and said, "I don't doubt it, Junior Sister. It was given to you by your uncle. You can do whatever you want with it.

However, you said that the secret technique that your uncle gave you includes the Great Dao Nine Causes Secret? Then can you teach it to me?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Yes, but the Great Dao Nine Causes Secret is not as good as my multiplication table. If you want to learn, I can teach you Arabic numerals as well."

Xuan Zhenzi stammered, "I also want your nephew to learn from you."

"Nephew? Sure, if he wants to learn, just let him come over. I'll teach him together."

Xuan Zhenzi was overjoyed and immediately bowed, saying, "In that case, thank you very much, Junior Sister."

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "You are my senior brother, as close as my brother, why are you so polite?"

Fang Ziyu has been very depressed these days. He and his registered disciple Xiao Jinfang went to the suburbs to practice Piaomiao Steps. When they came back, they found that the little sister-in-law had become the little grandmother-in-law.

Seeing his depressed look, Song Jinfang asked with concern, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Ziyu smiled bitterly and said, "Little Sister-in-Law is so unkind that she was actually accepted as the closed disciple by the old master. Xiaofang, I have to call you Sister-in-Law, Grandma."

"Grandma? My sister is still a little girl, how can I call her grandma?"

Song Jinfang felt troubled for her master and her sister. Her sister was still young, so how could she be called grandma?

She thought for a moment and said, "However, you can just call her Little Aunt."

Fang Ziyu's eyes lit up, "Okay, little aunt is better than great-grandmother, so let's call her little aunt."

The next day, Song Jinxiu asked Lu Qiaoshou, the Minister of Works, to present her new painting, "The Court." Naturally, there was another uproar.

On the third day, the Shangyi Bureau delivered Song Jinxiu's official robe.

The official uniform of a fifth-rank doctor is red.

Song Jinxiu wore a jade bracelet on her head, a red dress, a white silk undershirt underneath, a large silk belt outside, and a crimson silk knee-pad. She also wore a brocade ribbon and a palace badge, and white silk socks and black leather shoes.

Don't underestimate her because she looks so young. Once she puts on her official uniform, she becomes dignified.

Everyone looked at each other and dared not speak.

I will be going to work tomorrow. I don’t need to wear official uniform to work. Official uniform is only worn when attending court.

But in the afternoon, the young eunuch came to tell her to go to court the next day.

Going to court?

According to the dynasty's regulations, officials of the fifth rank only had to attend court once a month. This meant that she only had to attend court on the first, eleventh, and twenty-first days of each month, and could sleep in the rest of the time.

But since the emperor sent someone to say so, I must go tomorrow.