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

Looking at Sima Qin, whose eyes were full of calculations, Song Jinxiu asked, "Prince Consort Sima, why are you attending court when you're not at home taking care of your wife and children? Is your family out of money, and you need to come out to earn a living?"

Everyone: Princess Kangle is as sharp-tongued as ever.

Sima Qin: You don't know why I came out? Aren't all the members of my Sima family who were able to attend court demoted or punished for impeaching and slandering you?

Now that the Sima family has no one in the court, he, the son-in-law, has no choice but to go out in person. He can't let the Sima family stay away from the court forever, right?

Liu Renxiu glanced at Song Jinxiu. This girl was calm and composed, with bright eyes, which formed a sharp contrast with the anxious crowd.

The child was clearly confident in his plan. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and asked Song Jinxiu, "Song Aiqing, have you come up with any solution? Please share it with me."

Song Jinxiu then stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, just give me a hundred men. First, I can lower the price of grain. Second, I can ensure that the people have enough to eat. Third, I can also cultivate a hundred thousand hectares of fertile farmland for Your Majesty."

Everyone: Doesn’t Princess Kangle even think before she brags?

"So many people are at their wits' end, and you come out and say you can not only solve the problem but also create fertile land. You're not going to plant and harvest right away, are you?"

"That's right. Even if we cultivate the land now, it will take at least three months to harvest. Lord Song, you can't just paint a picture and fill your stomach."

Minister of War Zhou Kunran quickly said, "Sir Song, I don't care what you said first, second, or third, but you can't have any ideas about the military rations in the national treasury. If anyone dares to touch the military rations, I will be angry with them."

Song Jinxiu smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, Lord Zhou. I won't touch a single grain from the national treasury."

Pingyang Hou sneered, "Lord Song, aren't you afraid of getting your tongue lashed when you boast? You're not going to use the national treasury grain. Are you really trying to appease your hunger with empty promises? Or can you really conjure up food?"

Sima Qin also looked at Song Jinxiu with shining eyes.

Song Jinxiu glanced at the two of them with disdain. "Do you think everyone is as dumb as you? All they do every day is hug gold, silver, and jewelry to sleep?"

"Even children know that food is the most important thing for people. If I have money, of course I have to buy food. My mother taught me since I was a child that if I have enough food, I will not be worried.

So, I still have some food."

Pingyang Hou glared and immediately reported, "Your Majesty, Lord Song, as an official appointed by the court and a high-ranking official, actually hoarded grain, hoarded it, and drove up prices. What is his intention?"

Song Jinxiu: Oh my god, is this Marquis of Pingyang never going to stop?

"Lord Chen, if you're uneducated, don't talk. Do you know what hoarding means?"

Chen Pi was stunned. He knew what hoarding meant, but when asked to explain it, he couldn't organize the words for a moment. He pointed at Song Jinxiu in frustration, speechless.

Sima Qin quickly said, "Hoarding means storing rare goods and waiting to sell them at a high price to make huge profits.

Lord Song, have you been hoarding food, waiting to take it out at this very moment to resolve the current predicament and win favor with His Majesty?

Your Majesty's favor is priceless.

What you're doing is exactly the same as a merchant hoarding goods to profit from them. Is this how Lord Song governs?

Sima Qin bowed to Song Jinxiu and said sarcastically, "Sir Song is very calculating. Sima admires you!"

Ha! These two really did everything they could to impeach her.

Song Jinxiu smiled. She bowed to the sarcastic Sima Qin and said, "The one who understands me is Lord Sima."

Sima Qin was stunned. This girl really dared to admit it? Speculating on the emperor's intentions was a serious crime.

Liu Renxiu's face darkened. "What do you mean by 'The one who knows me best is Lord Sima'?" Are you two familiar with each other?

Song Jinxiu turned around, bowed to His Majesty, and then said sweetly: "Your Majesty is kind to me, and I think every day about how I can repay Your Majesty's kindness.

So when I had money, I bought food, thinking that I could exchange more military horses for Cangwu during the next trade.

I just want to make Your Majesty happy. As long as Your Majesty is happy, I will die for you."

As she spoke, she looked up and asked, "Your Majesty, are you happy?"

Liu Renxiu couldn't help but curl his eyes and said with a smile: "Sorry for being so talkative. Considering your devotion to the country, I won't punish you."

Everyone: Why does His Majesty seem to be in a good mood?

Chief Eunuch Zhao Baohai: "I am truly delighted. As expected of Princess Kangle, you can put His Majesty in such a good mood even at this critical moment."

Liu Renxiu looked at Song Jinxiu and said sternly, "I'll give you a hundred men. Can you really make sure the people have enough food to eat and won't starve?"

Song Jinxiu nodded solemnly: "I can."

"Okay, if Minister Song can resolve this crisis, I will reward you handsomely." Liu Renxiu immediately made the decision and ordered Zhu Beichen to lead his men to follow Song Jinxiu's orders.

After receiving the military order, Song Jinxiu rushed home. She wanted to organize people to open up wasteland, so she had to arrange her family first.

When she got home, she called her younger sister and went straight to her scumbag father's place.

Song Sanzhu has recovered and is practicing boxing with Li Cheng in the yard.

Seeing his daughters coming, he quickly wiped the sweat off his face, then ran over and brought chairs for the two daughters. After seeing both daughters sitting down, he assured them:

"Don't worry, my daughter. Daddy won't run away. Daddy wants to practice boxing. When Daddy becomes a martial arts master, it won't be too late to find your brother."

Are you still thinking about going to the front line?

Song Jinxiu looked at him and said, "Do you want to set up a family business for my brother and Qiu Sheng?"

Song Sanzhu was stunned. "I'm going to build a family business? I've saved all my money. When your brother finishes the war, I'll give it to the four of you equally."

Song Jinfang stood up and stood behind her sister.

She didn't have her sister's composure. Her scumbag father stood there humbly, and she felt uncomfortable sitting there.

Song Jinxiu kicked Song Jinfang's chair, motioning Song Sanzhu to sit down and talk.

Song Sanzhu waved his hand, "Fang, sit down, Fang, sit down."

He turned around and happily brought a stool over. The three of them sat in the yard, and Xiao Si quickly served them tea.

Song Jinxiu took a sip of tea and then said, "Because of the war in the south, food is scarce and the people are living in dire straits. I received the military order in the court today. I need the help of my father and my little sister."

Song Jinfang looked at her elder sister worriedly. Song Jinxiu gave her a look, asking her to calm down.

When Song Sanzhu heard that he could help his daughter, he immediately cheered up and stood up and said, "Daughter, what do you want your father to do?"

Song Jinxiu said: "I bought a lot of wasteland around the capital and recruited poor people to help open up the wasteland. For those who come to open up the wasteland, adults will be given two pounds of food a day, and children will be given one pound of food a day.

"Can Dad help me with this? Don't worry, I'll provide the food, and the wasteland we reclaim will be considered our inheritance, okay?"

"Okay." Song Sanzhu patted his chest and said.

He couldn't guarantee anything else, but clearing wasteland and farming was something that was ingrained in his bones, and he was not afraid of it.

Song Jinxiu then said to Song Jinfang: "You are with Dad, if you don't understand something, please ask Dad for advice."

Song Jinfang blinked and nodded knowingly: "Well, I really don't know how to farm. Dad, you have to teach me."

"Hey, hey, Dad is good at farming. If you don't understand, just ask Dad and I'll teach you."

Seeing her scumbag father going off to open up the wasteland with such a heroic and confident look, Song Jinfang asked with a smile, "Sister, do you want me to watch him?"

Song Jinxiu nodded, then shook her head. "I really don't know what to do with him. I thought it would be better to find him something to do instead of letting him think about random things all day long."