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

"Your Majesty, your hand warmer."

The queen stretched out her hand and quietly caught the hand warmer that was about to fall to the ground. She gently reminded the emperor, but alarm bells were ringing in her heart.

The emperor has been mature since he was young, and now he is even more expressionless. When has he ever lost his composure like this?

Liu Renxiu suppressed the throbbing in his heart, smiled and shook the Queen's hand, "I am stunned, this girl is really full of surprises!"

The Queen smiled and said, "Yes, Princess Kangle is like a book. I like her very much and really want to adopt her as my daughter."

"Well, I also want such a daughter, but unfortunately the little girl is too popular now, I am afraid she will be envied. Let's talk about it later after recognizing her as my daughter."

The emperor sighed calmly. This girl was an important official of the country. Her talent belonged to the court, not the harem.

Liu Renxiu glanced at Eunuch Hai and said, "Go get the fire fox cloak that Beirong sent. Give it to Princess Kangle after she finishes her performance."

The clever little girl is like a ball of fire. Looking at her, the night doesn't feel cold anymore.

But the little girl was wearing so little, she must have been frozen.

Upon hearing this, Princess Mingzhu couldn't help but complain, "Mother, didn't you promise me the Fire Fox Cape?"

Concubine Wei was stunned and said, "I haven't had time to talk to your father about this yet."

She had originally thought that the Firefox Cape was hers. After all, no one dared to compete with her for something she set her sights on. Unexpectedly, someone unexpectedly showed up.

But I heard that this girl is the one that my younger brother has his eyes on.

Concubine Wei glanced at Wei Qidong, who was in charge of public security at the foot of the city wall.

Forget it, I won’t bother with her.

"Don't worry, Zhu'er. I'll go talk to your father and get the Snow Fox set for you."

The guzheng is melodious, and the girl on the colorful stage dances with the scenery like a fairy under the moon, like a dream, like a poem, like a painting.

Prince Yin's heart was beating fast. Princess Kangle was so stunning that he decided to talk to the Empress Dowager and take her as a concubine.

Wei Qidong raised the corner of his mouth. This girl is not only a fortune teller, but also an excellent dance master.

The Fourth Prince glanced at Li Yicheng and whispered, "Princess Kangle's footwork is quite impressive. Even without the smoke, she can still perform the effect of floating on water."

The seventh prince Liu Bingze thought to himself: She kills people without blinking an eye!

The Eleventh Prince: I heard that she is so smart that she is almost a demon. It turns out that her teacher is not a human, but a demon.

The dandy young men crowded in front of the stage were stunned. My god, could the stage be this realistic?

There is a full moon painted on the blue stage, dotted with a few colorful clouds, and today happens to be a full moon in the sky.

As the smoke rose, it looked as if a full moon was reflected on the surface of the river.

Song Jinxiu seemed like a fairy descending to earth, floating out from the clouds and dancing gracefully to the melodious accompaniment of the guzheng.

They were closest to her, so they naturally saw Song Jinxiu's exquisite posture and expressive expression.

Oh my god, with that twisting waist and those big eyes blinking, is this still the number one playboy in the capital that they know, who spends money without blinking an eye?

The song and dance "Spring River Moon Night" ended perfectly and shockingly.

It allows people to have a higher level of understanding of this poem.

Cui Zixuan's fans were drooping, their tails between their legs. Song Jinxiu's fans, on the other hand, stood tall and straight, walking like the wind, in a cheerful mood, not even bothering to glance at Cui Zixuan's fans.

Their hearts were filled with beautiful melodies, and the cold northwest wind did not chill their faces, but brought warmth like spring.

Cui Zixuan's "The Dream Record of the Saint" was completely crushed and no one was interested in it.

In front of the newspaper counter selling "The Dream Record of the Saint", how arrogant it was before, how lonely it is now.

Just when Cui Zixuan broke another set of teacups, two celebrities came to the Cui Mansion.

Two famous Confucian scholars in Cangwu, Zhan Xun and Zhou Yan.

"Ms. Cui, we were asked to assist Ms. Cui."

Cui Zixuan was flattered. "Really? I wonder who entrusted you two gentlemen with this? I will definitely come to thank you."

"No need. That person said that she simply couldn't stand Princess Kang Le being in the spotlight."

Cui Zixuan's eyes flashed. Could it be that the eldest princess was the one who could invite these two people to deal with Song Jinxiu and had a grudge against Song Jinxiu?

"Okay, since you two gentlemen are not comfortable revealing that person's information, Cui Zixuan won't ask. As long as you two gentlemen help me defeat that girl, the Cui family will reward you handsomely."

"The Dream Record of the Saint" was silent for two days, and suddenly a new poem came out.

The poems are just the appetizer, followed by serial novels about talented men and beautiful women, and well-balanced couplets.

Novels about talented men and beautiful women were very popular among the noble ladies in the capital, and couplets were loved by some literati and poets.

As a result, "The Dream Record of the Saint" seemed to have found a new target readership, and sales were reopened.

"Have you seen 'The Saint's Dream Record'? That couplet is absolutely amazing.

"I looked at it. 'The scenery is boundless, don't take a break to enjoy the beautiful scenery; the journey is not far, why not rest a little before moving on' is indeed true."

The two maids they met on the road were also talking about this matter.

"My young lady asked me to buy 'The Saint's Dream Record,' but it's sold out. I wonder if Wang Chuan can survive those eighteen years in the cold kiln? Will she finally find happiness after all the hardship?"

"Oh, my young lady bought it. This time Wang Chuan's husband came to pick her up, but it seems he married a concubine. The two women shared one husband, like Ehuang and Nvying, and it's a famous story."

Song Jinxiu came out of the Imperial College after class and raised her eyebrows after hearing these discussions.

It seems that "The Dream Record of the Saint" has met a capable person, and it is in short supply?

But what kind of melodramatic plot is this? And Ehuang and Nuying, and how can they be passed down as a legend?

Is this a poisonous chicken soup that harms women's souls?

This author must be a scumbag.

And these silly women who applaud the work, are they love-brained?

Don’t these noble ladies in the capital think that this is everlasting love?

When we got home, Zhang's mother and mother were also talking about this matter.

Mother Zhang said with a look of relief, "We're finally reunited. Xue Gui is a man of integrity. Even though he's rich, he didn't abandon his wife. It's a pity that Wang Chuan was unlucky and only enjoyed eighteen days of prosperity."

Tian Xinghua sighed, "The author of this book is so wicked! He should at least leave Wang Chuan with a child!"

"Yeah, it's not enough to just leave a child. It would be perfect if Wang Chuan's child inherited the family business."

Is this perfect?

What did Wang Chuan get that made it perfect?

Eighteen days of wealth in exchange for eighteen years in a cold kiln?

She is a lady from a wealthy family, okay?

Also, even if she kept the child, could the child grow up safely without the protection of its mother?

Is his concubine really so generous as to let someone else's child inherit the family business?

Are you kidding me?

They are all so old, but they are still so childish.

Listening to everyone's discussions, Song Jinxiu deeply realized how deeply women in this society have been poisoned.

A call for women's liberation? Gender equality? Monogamy?

But forget it, going against the entire feudal dynasty? She couldn't do it, and she wasn't that great.

All she could do was to protect her family to the best of her ability.