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

Cui Zixuan counted on her fingers, "Look, the master was forced to accept a disciple, saying that the disciple was a good mathematician, but she said that our master begged her to accept a disciple, and her mathematician skills were also acceptable."

Everyone: It’s more than justifiable!

Cui Zixuan looked at everyone, "Taking into account Senior Brother Chuyi's performance, Senior Brother Chuyi wouldn't become the shopkeeper for Song Jinxiu for no reason, right?

If Song Jinxiu is truly from the sect, then she is most likely the registered disciple of Master."

Everyone: It seems possible.

At this point, Cui Zixuan suddenly burst into tears and said, "Brother, what should we do? Now that we've offended her, will this bring trouble to Master?"

Gao Buhao waved his hand and said, "Nonsense! Even if it's her, she's just a nominal disciple at best, a junior sister who's not worth mentioning. Why should we be afraid of her?"

Sun Jiaojiao and Dan Huang looked at each other.

I don’t know if it will cause trouble to the leader, but it is certain that it will cause trouble to them.

Cui Zixuan still looked frightened. "But with her arrogant and petty personality, I'm afraid she'll incite Master, or even force Master to punish us."

Gao Buhao snorted coldly, "How dare she! Humph! If she wants to be my junior sister, she has to see if I agree or not!"

Sun Jiaojiao: Our mission failed, couldn’t it be because we offended her?

Dan Huang frowned and said, "If she really is behind this, then it's too much. A registered disciple who hasn't even officially become a disciple actually treats us, the direct disciples, like this. Who gave her the courage?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Gao, your peak is the main peak of our Xuantian Sect. We can't accept disciples with such bad morals." Sun Jiaojiao covered her chest, looking indignant.

There are few female disciples in Xuantian Sect, and each one is a treasure. She doesn't want another little sister to share her favor.

Fight, fight, it would be best if you can drive her away. Even if you can't drive her away, and there is a gap between us, it can also show her gentleness and kindness.

Cui Zixuan also hurriedly said, "Junior Sister Sun is right. If she officially joins the sect, will we still have a chance to survive? Senior Brother, we have to find a way to stop her."

Gao Buhao nodded, "Don't be afraid, Junior Sister. I'll go meet her and make her give up."

"I'm going too. I want to let her know that it's not that easy to enter the Xuantian Sect."

Song Jinxiu learned from Wei Qidong that the Imperial Guards were selected from elite soldiers.

The New Recruitment Camp and the Xishan Camp are the main sources of the Imperial Guards.

After returning home and discussing with his brother, Song Chunsheng decided to go to the new recruit camp. All the younger men of the Jin generation who came with him were required to go along.

"Chief, we were brought here by Brother Jinchun. We will go wherever Brother Jinchun goes."

Song Jinxiu looked at the group of enthusiastic young people and said, "If you want to join the army, you can, but you have to discuss it with your family. I can only let you go if your parents agree."

Joining the army means danger. Song Jinxiu had heard about how panicked and reluctant every household in the village was when they faced military service.

At that time, when the oil press workshop in the village made its first pot of gold, the old patriarch kept five hundred taels of money, saying that the money could not be touched and was to be given to the young people in the clan to donate in lieu of labor service.

Cheng Jinhao said: "There are dangers, but also opportunities. I can make my own decisions. Brother Jinchun, count me in."

Song Jinyou said in a deep voice, "Brothers fight together, and fathers and sons fight together in battle. Brother Jinchun, you can't abandon me. I can make my own decisions, and my mother listens to me."

When Aunt Cuihua and Aunt Huozi heard that their son was going to join the army, their faces changed drastically with fear.

"There's no other way to do military service. Is it crazy to volunteer to join the army?"

They didn't dare to look for Song Jinxiu, but instead went to Tian Xinghua to ask, "What's going on? Are you really confident in letting Chunsheng join the army?"

Tian Xinghua was not at ease. With red eyes, she sighed and said:

"You two know that my children are all very opinionated, especially Chunsheng, who is so stubborn. I can't control his decisions."

Zhang Zihan consoled him, "There's no war going on right now, so joining the army now will allow you to receive systematic training. It's different from conscripting men to fight in wartime."

Aunt Cuihua asked doubtfully, "How can you be a soldier and not fight?"

Zhang Zihan said, "They fight after systematic training. This is the difference between having experience and not having experience.

Chunsheng and his men are now in the army, the regular army of the country. Even if they fight in a war, as long as they have military merits, they will be promoted quickly.

And Jinxiu agrees with this. With her around, at least they won't be bullied."

He also guessed that Song Jinxiu probably wanted Chunsheng to have a background so that he could be promoted to the capital's city defense army, which would reduce the risk of fighting.

But he couldn't say that.

Aunt Cuihua sighed, "Ah! You can't control it, and now I can't control it either. My brat is determined to join the army. He says he wants to make great achievements, become a general, and earn me an imperial decree."

Aunt Huozi also said, "My Dazhuang, Oh Jinyou, and that brat also said so. You said that we have food and drink now, so what's the point of me wanting that imperial edict?"

Oh! Never mind, it’s getting cold, I’ll go make a few more pairs of cotton boots for the kids. What a troublesome bunch of people.

Tian Xinghua said quickly, "Don't worry, I've already told the servants to make the best cotton-padded clothes and shoes for the children. They have layered soles and cowhide."

In the end, all the young people of the Jin generation signed up to join the army.

Song Jinxiu prepared a marrow-cleansing medicinal soup for them to soak in, trying to restore the boys' bodies to the best condition in the shortest time possible.

Song Jinxiu discussed with the treasure-hunting rat Junjun and chose a set of spear skills for her brother.

Although Song Chunsheng was made strong and healthy by the medicine, he was too calm and lacked flexibility.

This set of spear techniques has simple and concise movements, with stabbing, poking, sweeping and picking as the main moves. It is both offensive and defensive, and is most suitable for fighting.

"Brother, I will teach you a set of spear skills, but the method of teaching is a bit strange, so don't resist."

Song Chunsheng nodded.

Song Jinxiu pressed her palm on her brother's forehead, and the treasure-hunting rat Junjun put his furry little head against it through her palm.

Song Chunsheng felt dizzy, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Song Jinxiu was shocked: Why did you faint?

Treasure Hunting Rat Junjun: Do you think everyone is as powerful as you?

"Will my brother be okay?"

Junjun: "No, I know how to control my actions. He will only have a headache for one day and will be fine tomorrow."

It was more than just a headache for one day. Song Chunsheng didn't fully absorb this set of shooting skills until the third day.

This is truly divine skill, my eldest sister! No wonder she's so smart and knows so much; it turns out her knowledge was passed down this way.

But at the same time, he felt even more sorry for his sister.

Although the power is transmitted quickly, it is too painful.

He once felt that his head was about to split open. How much suffering must his elder sister have endured to know so much?

"Xiu, you've suffered. In the future, even if there's something I don't understand, I won't learn it."

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Okay."

Although the skills could not be passed on to others in this way, Song Jinxiu also selected suitable skills manuals for them.

She picked out a weapon that each person was good at from her arsenal.

Of course, you also need military books. One for each person, and you can study them on your own.