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

Song Jinxiu had no idea that she had become a national treasure in the eyes of all the court officials.

When she heard about the marriage alliance, she was disgusted at first. How incompetent must this country be to exchange peace for the happiness of a woman?

Besides, the Second Prince of Southern Xinjiang is already over 30 years old. I heard that he already has a wife, two concubines, sons and daughters, and a group of wives and concubines. How can he have the nerve to covet me?

Since everyone disagreed, the peace talks came to a standstill.

Although the frontiers were still heavily guarded and awaiting orders from the emperor, the fighting had essentially ceased, so the people of Southern Xinjiang were not in a hurry and settled down at the Honglu Temple.

Since the singing competition began, all the major government offices in the capital have been in a state of excitement and commotion for several days.

"You have no idea, this song duet is quite interesting. After I roared twice, all the pent-up anger in my heart suddenly came out. Now I feel refreshed and comfortable."

"Me too. I've been working a lot more efficiently lately. When we have our day off, let's go find an empty spot and yell at him a few times."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Song Jinxiu's eyes turned, and then,

The first luxury club in Cangwu has been replanned and a karaoke bar has been added. On the monthly rest days, an entertainment activity has been added: folk singing.

In order to entertain the guests, Song Jinxiu specially picked out some good-looking male and female singers to sing and dance with the customers.

As soon as the event was launched, business became popular again and entered a new high.

The booming business made Prince Yin Wang extremely envious, but he did not participate because his father was ill and he had to take care of him by his bedside.

So the more prosperous the business is, the uglier his face becomes.

Princess Kang Le was really good at making money. Just based on this, even if she had no family support, he would marry her.

That day, he mustered up the courage to go to his father to talk about this matter, but was stopped outside the door.

"Sir, the prince has guests. Please come back later."

Prince Yin was very depressed and sat on the rockery in the yard waiting.

This is the only way out of my father's house. He will know in advance when the guests leave, and then go to my father to discuss marriage.

If he could marry Princess Kangle, he would never have to worry about money again.

And the girl's graceful dance and moving singing made me more anxious and itchy the more I thought about it.

Who is he? He's here to see Father at this hour, and it's almost dark. Could he possibly be staying for dinner?

However, the more anxious he became, the more anxious and confused he became, but the man showed no sign of leaving.

Prince Yin couldn't help but secretly go to the back of his father's house to eavesdrop.

A woman's voice was faintly heard in the room, which made Prince Yin even more depressed. He was anxious to get married, but he didn't expect that his father had a mistress in his house and went straight into the bridal chamber.

Suddenly, he heard his father's voice: "Saint, have you taken note? These people must be used by me. As for Princess Kangle, I am not interested."

Saint?

Could it be the Saint of Southern Xinjiang?

Prince Yin was shocked. The Southern Xinjiang Saintess was the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang. His father was actually having an affair with the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang. Was this collusion with the enemy?

Also, they seemed to be talking about Princess Kangle, and he wanted to listen to it again, but at this moment he suddenly heard the sound of guards changing shifts.

The guards changed shifts, and the guards who were off duty would patrol the mansion as usual before going off to rest. If he stayed any longer, he would be discovered.

Prince Yin left in frustration, but he was still thinking about the relationship between his father and the Saintess of Southern Xinjiang.

Could it be that the Saint of Southern Xinjiang has another purpose in going to Cangwu for peace talks?

The club was packed with people. People from southern Xinjiang heard that there was also a place for folk song competitions in Cangwu, so they came in to check it out. They saw that the place was divided into several camps in the form of folk song competitions, and the winners could get rewards.

"Oh, the people in Cangwu are even better at having fun than us in Southern Xinjiang. It's a pity that the weather here is too dry. It hasn't rained in more than half a month since I came here. I don't know how they survive."

"Yeah, it rains every few days where we are, so we are used to it. I feel itchy all over my body when it doesn't rain today."

"Your Highness, when can we sign the contract and go back?"

"No rush. Queen Mother Cangwu's birthday is in half a month. The Saint said that all negotiations should be postponed until after the Queen Mother's Thousand Autumn Festival."

"Then let's take a good stroll around the capital of Cangwu. I heard there's something called shadow puppetry here, it's really fun, we might as well go and have a look."

For a time, people in southern Xinjiang kept going in and out of major restaurants, brothels, clubs and other entertainment venues.

These people did not have the urgency of a defeated country at all. Instead, they seemed to be here for sightseeing.

At the beginning, the people of Cangwu were afraid of the poison in Southern Xinjiang, fearing that they would be poisoned by someone accidentally, so they kept their distance from people in Southern Xinjiang.

After a long time, I found that the people in southern Xinjiang are quite law-abiding and generous, and I have never heard of anyone being poisoned or anything like that.

Even some thieves who usually like to steal and cheat seem to know that there are envoys from southern Xinjiang in the capital, and have been surprisingly law-abiding recently.

For a time, the bustling capital was unprecedentedly peaceful.

Song Jinxiu dare not take it lightly.

Others don’t know that the method used by the Saint of Southern Border to poison people is hard to guard against.

After the singing duet that day, Song Jinxiu secretly investigated several officials who had had contact with the Saint of Southern Xinjiang and found that three of them had fallen into the trap.

One was an old Hanlin from the Hanlin Academy, one was a censor, and the other was a fifth-rank internal guard military officer.

Song Jinxiu checked and found that although these three people were not high-ranking officials, they might all be close to the emperor.

Is it a coincidence? Or is it intentional?

If it was intentional, it was impossible for the Saint of Southern Xinjiang to know the officials of Cangwu when she first came to Cangwu.

But if it's just a coincidence...

Song Jinxiu doesn't believe in coincidences, and she takes anything related to the emperor's safety very seriously.

I wanted Junjun to monitor them, but unfortunately the treasure-hunting mouse Junjun was still asleep.

She knew a few of the younger brothers it had trained. They could barely understand her simple commands, but she couldn't understand their work reports.

One day, Song Jinxiu came out of the Imperial College, and a little swallow flew to her hand and chirped. Song Jinxiu recognized that it was from the Grand Princess's Mansion.

The little swallows chirped and jumped up and down, looking very anxious.

But Song Jinxiu didn't understand bird language and couldn't understand a word of it.

Song Jinxiu could only ask tentatively: "Is the Grand Princess going to harm me? Harm my family? Do you want to harm the Emperor?"

But the brain-dead Xiaoyanzi also looked at her with a confused face.

It seems that these are not the problems.

Song Jinxiu had no choice but to say, "Just keep an eye on him first, and wait until your boss wakes up."

When she got home, she was still thinking about this matter. The little swallow looked very anxious. What could have made it so anxious?

Suddenly, Song Jinxiu slapped her head. These days, because of the arrival of the Southern Xinjiang Saint, she was focused on the emperor's safety, but she forgot about the Grand Princess's Mansion and Su Mo.

Did something happen to Su Mo?

Considering the calculations of the Grand Princess's Mansion, Princess Kangning should have arrived at the border by now, right?

I've already sent a letter to Su Mo, knowing it's a plot. If he falls for it again, humph! I can't keep this man anymore.

Although she thought so in her heart, she still couldn't help but feel a little worried. With something on her mind, she couldn't sleep at night, so she simply went into the space and got busy.