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

National Medical Products Administration?

Liu Renxiu looked at the memorial in his hand. Was his beloved Minister Song starting to mess with his Imperial Hospital?

The six ministries haven't finished their troubles yet, and they've already extended their hands into the palace?

Ready!

Little girl, she donated millions of taels of silver without any hesitation. In order to nip the problem in the bud, she donated the money and used herself as an example to be criticized.

It’s really not easy to be a teacher!

Humph! Who dares to sit in office and do nothing, spouting nonsense?

Song Jinxiu's idea was not a whim. She had had this idea since she saw Dan Huang's Creation Pill last time.

The safety of medicines is the safety of the people.

Song Jinxiu still said the same thing: do your job well.

Since she was the Grand Secretary and the Princess Kangle of Cangwu, she would be very willing to do things for the people as long as she could think of them and do what she could do.

National Medical Products Administration, she was just a proposer of this matter, and the actual implementation had to be left to the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

Of course, the first thing to supervise is her own pharmaceutical factory.

Treasure Hunter Junjun was puzzled: "Aren't you just asking for trouble? Looking for someone to take care of you. Are you bored?"

Song Jinxiu shook her head: "I'm not bored.

First, I am not the only one who can make pills. Danhuang’s Creation Pill is one of them.

Second, someone helps me manage the quality of the pills, and I don’t have to hire a quality inspector.

Third, a blessing in disguise.

Our pill factory has already taken a toll on some people's interests, making them a thorn in their side.

If they are up to no good, the National Medical Products Administration will be our most powerful witness.”

Treasure Hunter Junjun curled his lips: I thought you were selfless...

Song Jinxiu: I can't be selfless, but I can have a clear conscience.

If all the doctors in Cangwu can act with a clear conscience, it will be a blessing for the common people.

Treasure Hunting Rat Junjun: Well, it’s different when you become an official. You always think about the people in your words and deeds.

Song Jinxiu: Really? I just suddenly felt a little sentimental, thinking about my past life...

Given that the Imperial Hospital did not have enough knowledge about pills, she took this opportunity to send Li Fangling to the Imperial Hospital.

Needless to say, Li Fangling's medical skills are excellent. He is also a famous prodigy in the medical community. Otherwise, Su Mo would not have taken a fancy to him and wanted to recruit him.

Song Jinxiu made a proposal, and the Ministry of Personnel and the Imperial Medical Service began to get busy.

The Ministry of Personnel assigned a special person to be in charge of the National Medical Products Administration, and the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau also selected a few people to follow Li Fangling to learn how to identify pills.

They will issue the words "National Medicine Approval Number" and code to those that have passed the inspection and quality control.

This is what Song Jinxiu said, register the medicines.

Only drugs that have obtained this approval number can be produced and sold.

The observatory was established and can monitor changes in clouds within a radius of 300 kilometers.

The Yin-Yang students were really surprised that this clairvoyance could actually see through such high clouds.

Since the twenty Yin-Yang students were all promising talents, Song Jinxiu asked them to take two more apprentices each, so that they could be sent to various places in Cangwu in the future.

While teaching these people how to summarize and analyze weather changes based on monitored data, Song Jinxiu also subtly taught them some astronomical knowledge.

For example, the earth is round, not square, the earth rotates, there are nine stars in the solar system, etc.

The Cangwu People's Daily, jointly published by Song Jinxiu and the Imperial City Bureau, was also officially published.

With the participation of the Imperial City Bureau, the Cangwu People's Daily is undoubtedly official.

Below the masthead, there was a section dedicated to the "Observatory Weather Forecast," which predicted weather changes within seven days.

Below that are the headlines, which primarily contain information that can be published in the court gazette, such as imperial edicts, ministerial memorials, decrees issued by the court, and other government documents.

The headline on the first page was the news that the first border trade was successfully concluded.

Regarding the trade, of course we cannot casually say that they are defeating the enemy without fighting, which is the best of all good things, right?

Instead, he used a lot of words to praise His Majesty's wisdom and kindness, calling on the people to buy more cattle to help foreign people survive the cold winter, and saying that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda...

These are all written for foreigners to read.

Of course, there are also advertisements for the opening of the Pleasant Goat Hotpot Restaurant, Three Heroes Wine, and Meet the Fragrance Shampoo, etc.

The weather forecast was also published on the front page of Song Jinfang's novel pictorial.

Cui Zixuan always keeps an eye on Song Jinxiu's movements.

When she heard that a national medical regulatory bureau was going to be established, she had an idea.

"Grandpa, I've been studying elixirs for five years at Mufeng. I want to go to the National Medical Products Administration. If that bitch Song Jinxiu can be an official, so can I."

Humph, that bitch is so successful as a PhD in mathematics, so if she becomes a director or a doctor in the State Medical Products Administration, will she also be so successful?

"No, why would a girl like me be an official?"

Cui's mother quickly objected.

"Why?" Cui Zixuan was dissatisfied.

Cui's mother said seriously, "A female official, even though she is in a good position now, she is always out in the public eye and hanging out with men. Which noble family would be willing to marry such a woman as the mistress in the future?

Don’t you think about it? They marry wives to take care of their husbands and children, not to marry a woman to serve her.”

Cui Zixuan frowned: "Grandpa still wants me to be a saint..."

Cui's mother said, "How can being an official compare to being a saint? A saint is sacred. You rely on your divine powers to predict the future. No one dares to blaspheme."

Cui Qiu nodded.

"Your mother is right. The Saint can be on equal footing with the Emperor. She can even influence the lifeblood of the Cangwu nation.

Is this comparable to being an ordinary female official?"

Now that girl got some newspaper, Cui Qiu read it and felt very unhappy.

Knowing when the sky will rain or shine is the duty of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory and is also the Saint's primary means of winning over people.

The dead girl set up an observatory, published a newspaper, and published weather forecasts.

This is to win over people's hearts.

Could it be that she also wants to be the Holy Maiden of Cangwu?

Cui Qiu thought of this and his eyes glared. Then he pointed at his granddaughter and said,

"I told you to go against that damn girl, but you're not paying attention to her weather forecast, but you're concerned about some medical pills? You're totally confusing priorities."

Cui Zixuan quickly asked, "Then what kind of newspaper should I get?"

"Well, isn't it just weather forecasting? This is our Cui family's strong point. I just don't believe she can win every time."

As a result, Cui Zixuan's weather report was also published in a high-profile manner.

The Cui family even held a "Saint Maiden Banquet".

The banquet was held on the pretext that the saintly ancestor of the Cui family appeared in Cui Zixuan's dream.

It is said that the Saint was worried about the people of Cangwu and gave her the ability to predict rainy days.

Cui Zixuan was deeply moved and vowed to use her abilities to benefit the people.

So the newspaper "The Dream Record of the Saint" was launched with great fanfare.

"Sister, sister, that Cui Zixuan who made a bet with you has also started a newspaper. They are shameless and even copied our layout."

Song Jinfang walked in quickly, holding a picture magazine and handed it to her.