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

This is a picture of war. The land of Cangwu is in constant turmoil, with foreign enemies invading, burning, killing, and looting, leaving the people of Cangwu living in dire straits.

Songjia Village was also in great mourning. The village head organized the clansmen to flee the famine. There were only a few broken cars scattered around, and everyone was disheveled and in a panic.

Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves, and a group of Da Zi came chasing and killing and looting.

Song Jinxiu watched as the familiar faces in the screen fell one by one: Uncle Qingshan, Fatty's father, Song Daqiang, Cheng Hu, and her brother...

Da Zi abducted the women in the village.

A gust of yellow sand blew by, and a bloody little head emerged from under the corpse. It was the only survivor of Songjia Village who was protected by everyone.

Song Jinxiu tried hard to see the child's appearance clearly, and then the scene changed to the Cangwu Palace.

Emperor Cangwu, no, this is not Emperor Cangwu, it is Prince Yin. It was Prince Yin who became the emperor. In order to keep the throne, he signed one treaty after another that was humiliating and detrimental to the country.

He even presented Princess Mingzhu to the Nuhan Kingdom. The fourth prince of the Nuhan Kingdom was so arrogant that he wanted to enter the bridal chamber in front of all the officials in Cangwu.

Prince Yin, who was as timid as a mouse and had no integrity at all, even fawned on people and ordered them to lay out a brocade mattress on the spot.

Where were the civil and military officials of Cangwu? They were all new faces. She only saw the familiar Pingyang Hou Chenpi.

The old man knelt down and kowtowed, begging them to give Princess Mingzhu some respect. When the fourth prince of the Dangnu Khanate said that if they wanted to release Princess Mingzhu, they had to exchange her for his granddaughter, the old man actually fainted.

Princess Mingzhu could not bear the humiliation and died by hitting her head against a pillar.

Marquis Pingyang woke up and cried heart-wrenchingly, but the beasts in the hall laughed loudly.

The scene changes to the imperial study, where Prince Yin is wearing a dragon robe and has thrown memorials all over the floor.

"How dare these lowly people rebel? And this broken dragon throne is so hard that it hurts my butt when I sit on it.

Pingyang Hou Chenpi quickly prostrated himself at his feet and said flatteringly, "Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune. I am willing to be your saddle."

Prince Yin laughed heartily and said, "You flattered me well this time. Come here, let me see if this old saddle of yours can withstand my ass."

Pingyang Hou Chenpi quickly crawled over.

However, just as Prince Yin sat down, Marquis Pingyang flipped his hand and thrust a hairpin at him.

Prince Yin was seriously injured and on his deathbed. Concubine Liu dismissed everyone and the mother and son looked at each other.

Prince Yin: "I am about to die. Mother, you should tell me who my biological parents are, right?"

Concubine Liu looked at him, "When did you know?"

Then she sighed, "Never mind, it doesn't matter when I found out."

She leaned forward and whispered in King Yin's ear:

"You are actually my nephew. Back then, I gave birth to a daughter. For the sake of the Liu family's status, I switched your identities. This is also why I want you to make your eldest brother's Consort Qi your empress.

Empress Qi is my biological daughter, so I will let her son succeed to the throne, which can be regarded as returning the country to the Liu family bloodline. A hundred years later, I will also have the face to see the late emperor."

The scene stopped abruptly.

Is this the scene that Jintong predicted for the future?

But this plot...

Song Jinxiu pressed her chest with one hand and rubbed her aching eyes with the other.

She thought her heart must be hurting more.

My brother is dead, the village head is dead, and the old clan leader...

Songjia Village was almost completely wiped out. No, not only Songjia Village, but the entire Cangwu would cease to exist.

Song Jinxiu closed her eyes and suppressed the pain in her heart.

The imperial doctors were rescued and were taking the pulse of the Empress Dowager, the Emperor and others.

"Report, Southern Xinjiang war report. Southern Xinjiang launched the war three days ago. The fighting is now fierce, with both sides winning and losing."

"Report, Sishui County was hit by a typhoon, and the county governor requested food relief."

Two urgent war reports came in succession, one about a military rebellion and the other about a natural disaster.

The war had not officially ended, and everyone had already prepared for war.

But when a natural disaster strikes, everyone has to get busy.

Liu Renxiu quickly instructed the Ministry of Rites to discuss disaster relief matters.

"Hahaha, my royal brother, you disobeyed the imperial decree and acted against heaven, and you have been punished by heaven. It is best to quickly pass the throne to me. Otherwise, wars will break out, natural disasters will strike, the people of Cangwu will suffer, our Liu family will be in jeopardy, and my royal brother will become a sinner for all eternity."

Prince Yin was tied up and lying on the ground, gloating over someone else's misfortune.

"Afraid." Song Jinxiu slapped him hard.

Thinking of this man's absurdity and stupidity, Song Jinxiu cursed, "You? Are you worthy?"

Prince Yin, you want to be the emperor? You’re dreaming!

She would never let the things in the prophecy happen.

Also, this Prince Yin is not of royal blood at all, and he keeps saying that the Liu family’s kingdom is no longer safe.

Song Jinxiu knew that as long as his identity was confirmed, the issue of the imperial edict to pass on the throne could be perfectly resolved.

Otherwise, even if you capture Prince Yin, there are still many days to come, and wars and natural disasters are inevitable. If there is any disturbance, it is inevitable that someone will remember these four maxims and question Your Majesty, which will be detrimental to Your Majesty.

But if his background is revealed, the fact that Concubine Qi is the biological daughter of Concubine Liu cannot be concealed.

Your Majesty married his own sister. What do the court officials think of Your Majesty? Can Your Majesty accept this fact?

Thinking of this, Song Jinxiu couldn't help but glare at Concubine Liu on the ground. Is this person sick? Others don't know, but are you still unclear about Concubine Qi's identity? How could you let Concubine Qi enter the palace?

And the last sentence, do you still have the nerve to see the late emperor?

Bah! What are you thinking?

No, for the sake of your majesty's mental health, I have to handle this matter quietly by myself.

But how can we prove the identity of Prince Yin without involving Concubine Qi?

At this time, another attendant came with a report: "Report, a large amount of strange water gushed out from Canglong Mountain and flowed into Yulong Valley. It is as black as lacquer and ashen, and it will illuminate when a lamp is lit."

"Ah! Manlongguan, Manlongguan!" The withered old man Chen Qing suddenly shouted,

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, chanting, "Ren Zi and Gui Chou spread the dragon crown, Jia Bing Wu Geng started the rebellion, the universe is turning and Chu Yin emerges, Cangwu can continue for another hundred years, Your Majesty!"

Everyone was shocked

The Empress Dowager glared at Liu Renxiu, and his face turned ashen.

Several old ministers were panicked. Your Majesty is wise, so they naturally did not want Prince Yin to take the throne. But just as they captured Prince Yin, the war report brought disaster.

Everyone started whispering among themselves.

"Isn't this too much of a coincidence? Could it be that there is some kind of divine will?"

"Is it true, as the late emperor said, that only by passing the throne to Prince Yin can we survive safely?"

Right Prime Minister Du Sui suddenly jumped out, kowtowed and shouted:

"It has come true, Your Majesty, the words of the late Emperor have come true.

Although the late emperor's decree was sudden, you cannot disbelieve those four maxims, Your Majesty! For the sake of the people of Cangwu, I dare to ask Your Majesty to abdicate."

Right Prime Minister Du Sui knelt and kowtowed, and behind him, several people also knelt down, "Your Majesty, I beg you to abdicate."

"Ha!" Song Jinxiu sneered, "You are a bunch of ignorant bastards. And you, what's with the Manlong Crown? It's pure nonsense!"

Song Jinxiu kicked the withered old eunuch Chen Qing, then knelt down and said loudly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! If my guess is correct, this lithosphere from Canglong Mountain must be oil. This is a great thing! Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune. With this oil, the recovery of southern Xinjiang is just around the corner!"

Good or bad things all depend on one's mouth. At this critical juncture, we should stabilize the people's hearts first.

Besides, if it really is oil, it would be a good thing, right?