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

"Junjun, Prince Yin has recovered from his illness. Is he going to the court today to complain about his poverty to His Majesty and ask for some benefits? Are you ready to go back?" Song Jinxiu communicated with Junjun through their spiritual consciousness.

"He doesn't want to go back. Today, before he got on the carriage during the court session, an old man told him to stay in the capital."

Not going back?

The prince stayed in Beijing, what did he want to do?

Participate in politics?

Song Jinxiu blinked: It’s better not to go back.

You want to get involved in politics, and I don't want you to leave.

After learning from General Wei that there was something wrong with Marquis Xiliang's thanks for his merits, Song Jinxiu started thinking about this matter.

If Prince Yin wanted to rebel, Marquis Xiliang would be his most powerful military supporter.

If we let the tiger go back to the mountains, he will lead his troops to rebel, and the people will suffer.

It's better to stay in the capital.

Your Majesty took this opportunity to deal with Xie Gong, the Marquis of Xiliang, and re-stationed troops in Liangzhou.

Without military power, Prince Yin Liu Chu would have no capital to rebel and would not be a threat to Your Majesty.

Song Jinxiu watched the young eunuch quickly move a stool and place it in front of her.

Eunuch Hai came down personally to help Prince Yin sit down.

So, Song Jinxiu began to look at Liu Chu openly.

It is said that this person is 38 years old. He looks to be in his early 30s at most.

However, this Prince Yin is so handsome?

Because of his illness, his skin was slightly pale, like a carefully carved porcelain figure. His high nose bridge was as straight as a cliff, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his facial features were distinct, and he was extremely handsome.

Looking at him again, his eyes were slightly red as he looked at the emperor. The pair of slender peach blossom eyes under his sword-like eyebrows seemed to be able to speak, showing admiration and deep affection.

This emperor is not your biological father, he is just your half-brother. Why are you like this?

Song Jinxiu couldn't help but shiver.

The scumbag dad also likes to cry and has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

But the scumbag dad’s biggest wish is to have them take care of him in his old age and see him to the end of his life.

But this person, behind her beautiful appearance, may be plotting to take over the world.

In March, when spring is in full bloom, Song Jinxiu accepts the invitation of the old lady of General Dingguo's Mansion to go to Fuhua Temple to appreciate the peach blossoms.

It was a warm spring day, and Song Jinxiu took her sister and set off in a carriage.

Fuhua Temple is located on Fuhua Mountain in the western suburbs of Beijing. The hillside is planted with peach trees, and at the foot of the mountain is a large field of golden rapeseed flowers.

There are pink peach blossoms and green willows on the mountain, and golden waves at the foot of the mountain. The scenery is very beautiful.

The old lady and the general's wife were listening to sutras in the Buddhist temple. Song Jinxiu didn't have time to stay here. She came here just to relax and see the beautiful scenery.

The old lady smiled and said, "You young people can't sit still, so go to the peach forest and play, and come back when it's time to eat vegetarian food.

After bidding farewell to the old lady, Wei Lanrong and Tian Yuanyuan smiled and pulled Song Jinfang along. Following Song Jinxiu out of the Buddhist temple, they called out to Wei Qidong, "Fourth Uncle, let's go see the peach blossoms together."

Wei Qidong nodded, "Princess, if you want to see the peach blossoms, follow me. We will take the east road. The peach blossoms here are in full bloom."

The peach blossoms at Fuhua Temple were indeed beautiful. A few people were chatting and laughing while enjoying the blossoms, and then they came to a pavilion.

There were three people sitting in the pavilion: Chen Yaer, Cui Zixuan, and Li Wan.

As soon as these three people saw Song Jinxiu, their faces darkened, especially Chen Yaer. Because of all the setbacks she had faced, she didn't dare to even think about becoming the prince.

Among the famous young talents in the capital, the first one is Duke Zhenguo Su Mo, but Su Mo is the brother-in-law of his second uncle, so they are of different generations.

Then there are Li Yicheng, the son of Marquis Cheng'en, and Sima Fei, the eldest son of the Grand Princess, but the two are already engaged, so it is impossible for her to be their concubine.

As for Prince Yin and the young prince, they are just idle princes and do not provide much help to the family, so they are not considered.

Then there was Wei Qidong, the fourth son of General Dingguo's mansion. Her grandfather had already arranged a marriage between her and Wei Qidong through someone else.

So now that she saw Wei Qidong, she suppressed her dislike for Song Jinxiu and came over to bow. "Greetings, young general, and greetings to all the ladies. Are you here to enjoy the flowers too?"

Wei Qidong nodded politely, took a step back and distanced himself from her.

Wei Lanrong stepped forward with a smile, "It's Sister Chen. Hello, Sister Chen."

Cui Zixuan looked at Chen Yaer who took the initiative to come forward and say hello, feeling disdainful.

She was also here to relax, but the medicinal herbs she had worked so hard to stockpile had been burned, and the culprit hadn't been found yet. She even suspected that the Li family had robbed the company.

With so many medicinal herbs, even if they were to burn, it would be impossible for them to burn out all at once, right?

Could it be that the medicinal materials are burning from the inside?

So, today, Li Wan followed her around and acted humble, but she didn't even look at her.

Li Wan was even more depressed. Since her grandfather was dismissed from office, her status had plummeted.

In the past, Sister Cui could talk to her about anything, but now she is like a maid and people ignore her.

Cui Zixuan was in a bad mood, and when she saw Song Jinxiu, Wei Lanrong and others, her face became even more unhappy.

What's wrong with being a princess? Even if she's a princess, she can't change her origin as a country girl.

What happened to General Dingguo's Mansion? She was going to be the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo in the future.

Moreover, she was the disciple of the Xuantian Sect's leader, so she didn't take these people seriously at all.

When Li Wan saw Song Jinxiu, her eyes were about to burst into flames.

These days her status has plummeted and she has suffered from the coldness of human nature.

It’s all this damn girl’s fault. If it weren’t for her, how could his grandfather have been dismissed from office?

If my grandfather hadn't resigned from office, I would still be the eldest daughter of a fifth-rank official. Why would I have to depend on others so much?

"Bah!" Li Wan spat fiercely and rolled her eyes.

Wei Qidong looked at the three men who dared to disrespect the princess and scolded them coldly, "How dare you? How dare you be so rude to the princess? Do you want to be beaten?"

The three of them felt a pang of frustration.

Chen Yaer was the first to react. She suppressed her anger, turned gracefully, and bowed to Song Jinxiu, "My little girl greets the princess."

Song Jinxiu glanced at her with a half-smile. If Chen Yaer hadn't been gritting her teeth when she spoke, she would have believed that she was sincere.

Cui Zixuan stood up in a sarcastic tone, "Hello, Princess Kangle, we are here to greet you."

As he spoke, he bent down.

Li Wan was scolded by Wei Qidong and was so scared that she dared not say anything. She followed Cui Zixuan and bent down, which meant that she had accepted the reason.

Wei Qidong frowned. These ignorant women were so arrogant towards the princess.

Ever since Song Jinxiu saved his elder brother, he felt that Song Jinxiu was the boss and no woman in the world was as good as the princess.

Song Jinxiu was too lazy to pay attention to these people and ruin her mood.

She pointed to the rape flowers in the distance and said, "Let's go to the rape field. I'll find some time to draw a portrait for you later.

"Yes, yes. The princess's paintings are worth a fortune. If I had one, I would keep it in the bottom of my box as my dowry."

A few people walked down the mountain chatting and laughing, and Cui Zixuan and the other two looked even uglier.

Chen Yaer watched Wei Qidong follow Song Jinxiu's lead so closely that her handkerchief was twisted into pieces.

Behind a peach tree, a little girl with a face covered in mud looked at Song Jinxiu's back and murmured: "Is she Princess Kangle? Which princess from the countryside dares to speak up for the people?"