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

The news that the old woman from Guiguzi was actually the Saint of Southern Xinjiang who was her predecessor was so unexpected.

Song Jinfang blinked her big eyes and asked curiously, "Master, is the former Southern Border Saint your senior sister?"

Fang Ziyu shook her head. "The Southern Border Saintess was chosen from the Gu King selection competition and has nothing to do with my grandmother. My grandmother has been away from Southern Border for forty years. Not many people know about this. Although she didn't deliberately hide it, she didn't want to talk about the past, so please don't say anything nonsense, understand?"

Song Jinfang nodded quickly. Even if her master didn't say anything, she wouldn't dare to talk about her great-grandmother.

Song Jinxiu glanced at the three of them and said, "Well, let's take the holy water and the pyrethrum insecticide. Let's take both approaches."

Using holy water to repel mosquitoes is only a temporary solution and not a cure for the disease. To treat malaria, killing mosquitoes is the best way.

Of course, to solve the problem permanently, we must treat the sewage and eliminate the source of infection. This can only be achieved after the liberation of southern Xinjiang.

Song Jinxiu thought of the south in her previous life, where the environment was clear and bright, birdsong and flowers bloomed everywhere, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment...

If she could allow the people in southern Xinjiang to live such a life and never be troubled by poisonous miasma again, then her journey through time would be worthwhile!

After explaining the matter of the poisonous lady's insecticide, she solemnly instructed Song Jinfang, "The matter of the holy water and the insecticide is very important. This may be the key to our taking down the King of Southern Xinjiang. I'm entrusting such an important matter to you. You must fully cooperate and listen to Master and Auntie. Do you understand?"

Since the time she started treating malaria, Song Jinxiu already had a preliminary plan in mind.

To liberate southern Xinjiang, artemisinin, holy water, and insecticides would be her three magic weapons. By leaving this task to Jinfang and her master and aunt, she was giving them the credit.

With this achievement, my younger sister will have the best protection whether she enters politics or gets married in the future.

As for herself, as the eldest princess, comparable to a prince, she no longer needs any merits. No matter how much merits she has, they are just adding fuel to the fire.

After listening to Song Jinxiu's solemn instructions, Song Jinfang nodded repeatedly.

Fang Ziyu also said seriously: "Don't worry, little master, I will personally take Jinfang back to the sect to get the Gu Jiao's feces, and by the way, let her formally pay a visit to Grandmother."

"Okay, I'll write a letter and you can give it to Master for me. And please also say hello to your grandmother."

"Yes"

Fang Ziyu was a little excited.

The young master's master is Master Feng Xian. If he sends a message back to the sect, Master Feng Xian will definitely receive him.

His disciple Song Jinfang is the younger master's biological sister. With this relationship, can Guigu be officially incorporated into the inner sect?

If Guigu could enter the inner gate, Grandpa's wish would be fulfilled, and Grandma would be happier.

Song Jinxiu didn't know what Fang Ziyu was thinking. She asked him to pass on the message because she hadn't written to her master for a while. And she had done something big in the name of her master.

She had to report to her master about casting fortunes for the emperor.

Secondly, I was afraid that the old woman from Guigu would not be willing to contribute the King of Gu's feces, so that Master could mediate.

After all, Guiguyu was once the Saint of Southern Border, and now the relationship between Cangwu and Southern Border is tense, and he is the "murderer" who indirectly killed the former Saint of Southern Border. Jinfang is also the "murderer's" sister.

With the master around, and for Fang Ziyu's sake, the old woman Guigu will at least not make things difficult for Jinfang.

After the letter was written, five generals from the Dragon and Tiger Camp were summoned.

Song Jinxiu said solemnly, "During this period, the Dragon and Tiger Camp will be under the unified command of Wang Younian and will obey the orders of General Xiao Kuishan. Jinfang will be researching holy water with her master and aunt. This child is naughty, so I hope the five generals will bear with her and take good care of her."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. With our Dragon and Tiger Battalion here, we will definitely protect the Second Young Lady." The five generals said hurriedly.

Song Jinxiu nodded. "Well, Jinfang, you stay in the Dragon and Tiger Camp. All actions must be subject to the orders of the generals. Do you understand?"

Song Jinfang raised her little face and said, "Don't worry, sister. I am a soldier of the Dragon and Tiger Battalion. The general's words are orders. How can I disobey military orders?"

Sun Guangdao: "Deputy General Song, from now on you will be my subordinate."

Song Jinfang immediately said loudly: "Yes, I understand."

Seeing the little girl's high-spirited look, everyone smiled kindly.

Song Jinxiu's eyes flickered. Her sister was in good physical condition and smart. If she could fully integrate into the Dragon and Tiger Camp while she was away...

Song Jinxiu was very conflicted. She wanted her sister to find her own way, but she was also worried that if she really became a female general, it would be very difficult for her.

Forget it, let nature take its course.

She also instructed Xiao Kuishan to report the artemisinin issue to General Wei. She urged them to quickly treat the malaria. Once the soldiers recovered, she would be ready for a full-scale counterattack.

Everything was arranged. Song Jinxiu took Su Chuan, the thirty-six guards, and the scouts that Xiao Kuishan had found for her, and rushed non-stop to the Eighteenth Route Army camp.

In Panlong Village.

Panlong Village is located in Yulin Mountain. The entire village is laid out along the curve of the mountain, just like a coiled dragon, hence the name Panlong Village.

At this time, in the square in the valley, Pu Yue, director of the Panlong Division, was entertaining the envoys sent by the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Under the ornate umbrellas, slave girls carried plates and cups, and held jugs to pour wine. Drummers and musicians played music nearby, creating a lively atmosphere. Park Yue and the envoys toasted each other, drinking and chatting.

After three rounds of drinking, the envoy sent by the King of Southern Xinjiang raised his wine glass and said:

"Director Park, the Wang Ting army and the main force of the Dingguo army are entangled at Bobo Mountain. The king has ordered Director Park to seize this opportunity to send troops eastward and capture Yizhou in one fell swoop. When do you plan to begin the attack?"

He came here with the king's order, and he must let Panlongsi Pu Yue lead the troops to attack Yizhou, so that the main force of Dingguo Army could return to support and the king's army could have a break.

In the past few days, a wave of cavalry appeared out of nowhere in the Dingguo Army. They were strong and powerful, fighting without any rules and always taking the enemy by surprise.

Wang Ting's army was forced to retreat step by step. If this continued, the area east of Gushan would be lost.

"Take Yizhou? May I ask the envoy, does my king want to send an elephant army?" Pu Yue took a sip of wine and said slowly.

The envoy looked at him arrogantly and said, "The elephant army is my king's personal army. How can we mobilize them so easily?"

Pu Yue frowned: Let him attack Yizhou alone, and treat Xiao Lao Hu's 40,000 troops as a decoration?

Didn't the Dingguo Army put Xiao Lao Hu here to prevent him from attacking Yizhou?

He smiled bitterly and said, "Without the help of Wang Tingxiang's army, how can we, with only the 30,000 soldiers of Panlong Division, fight against Xiao Lao Hu's army on the border?"

Xiao Lao Hu is what Pu Yue calls Xiao Kuishan.

The troops stationed in Guishan were attacked, and the wolf soldiers who had been trained for many years were slaughtered. He is still full of anger. If he had soldiers, could he swallow his anger?

"Director Park, my king knows you are in trouble, so he ordered me to bring the holy seed here."

The messenger waved his hand and his men came up with a treasure box in their hands.

The messenger said straight to the point: "This one-pound holy seed is enough for you to use to exchange for soldiers from those small villages.

The so-called holy seed is the feces of the Gu King.