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

Song Jinxiu asked several people about their work and gave them some planning instructions.

They had a very pleasant conversation for a while.

Song Jinxiu watched Tian Lei hesitate several times, thinking he was afraid of fighting again. She smiled and asked, "Although you are in the Ministry of War, your job is logistics support, not battlefield. What's wrong? Do you have any other questions?"

Tian Lei touched the back of his head and said with a red face: "My father said that after I give birth to a son, I can still go to the battlefield."

Seeing his reserved and blushing look, Song Jinxiu couldn't help laughing.

Tian Lei quickly took advantage of Song Jinxiu's good mood and asked, "Your Highness, Chen Yiping is currently working as a waiter in a shop in the capital and has suffered a lot. We thought that since we grew up together, we could see if we could get him a job at a high-end club."

Song Jinxiu asked calmly, "Didn't Chen Yiping go to southern Xinjiang with his family?"

Wang Can explained, "His sister fell seriously ill while being escorted, so he spent money to stay and take care of her. Later, she couldn't be saved, and he felt he couldn't explain to his parents if he went back, so he stayed in the capital."

Tian Lei said: "We all grew up in the capital. To be honest, let alone him, even we don't know where to go if we leave the capital."

Chen Yaer is dead?

Song Jinxiu asked, "Is this your idea? Or is this Chen Yiping's request?"

Wang Can said, "Originally, we wanted to secretly give him some money. After all, he's a lowly person now and can only trade. But he's not cut out for business, so we thought we'd take him to a high-end club and let him do whatever he can. At least he'll have enough food and drink."

Song Jinxiu didn't say much about whether Chen Yiping stayed or left, but just let them decide.

Just through this incident, Song Jinxiu felt that she had to perfect an intelligence information system as soon as possible.

She used to rely on Junjun to gather information about the animals, but that was no longer possible. She needed to gather more intelligence, not just from the capital, but also from all over Cangwu and even from other countries.

These things cannot be achieved by animals alone, after all, they do not have human intelligence.

She needed someone who could analyze useful information from clues. It seemed that she had to ask her master to send some disciples from Xuantian Sect over.

Just as the Bingxue brothers were sent away, a maid came to report that Uncle Chengyun had returned.

It was my brother who sent someone to the Xishan camp to tell him to come back.

Song Chunsheng, who is now the Earl of Chengyun, came in with big strides, full of vigor.

Although he still has the youthfulness of a young man, his actions and eyes are much more steady now.

He saw Song Jinxiu stand up and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and sit down. If I don't salute you now, do you still want to salute me?"

Song Jinxiu smiled and asked, "How is the reorganization of the Xishan camp going?"

Song Chunsheng said: "Everything has been taken over by the Dragon and Tiger Battalion. The former soldiers have been sent to the border barracks after being screened."

The brother and sister sat opposite each other drinking tea, and Song Jinxiu suddenly asked, "Brother, do you have a girl you like?"

Song Chunsheng blushed, "No."

Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "That's good. There's a lotus banquet being held at Prime Minister Qin's residence in a couple of days. Mother received the invitation and said she'd like you to keep an eye out for it. Why don't you go and take a look that day?"

Song Chunsheng quickly shook his head: "I won't go. I'll make the decision on everything. But Prime Minister Qin is said to be a former prince's party member and is very close to the Cheng'en Marquisate. I'd better keep an eye on him."

Song Jinxiu nodded, thinking of Zhang Zihan's reminder, and asked, "Brother, did you hear anything?"

Song Chunsheng nodded. "There are all kinds of opinions. Some say that although the Fourth Prince is not conducive to his career, there is no problem in terms of offspring. Why did His Majesty insist on choosing your child with Su Mo? Instead of letting you marry Su Mo, it would be better for you to marry the Fourth Prince.

Some also say that the Fourth Prince suggested that Your Majesty appoint Qin Zhong as Prime Minister, in case you were unable to tolerate them after ascending the throne."

Song Jinxiu nodded to indicate that she understood. She said, "Brother, don't pay attention to these gossips. Just focus on training the Dragon and Tiger Battalion. Don't neglect the training of your cousins either. Observe Sun Guang and the others and find someone trustworthy to take over your job."

Song Chunsheng asked, "Sister, do you have other ideas?"

Song Jinxiu nodded and took out a few books from the space and handed them to him, "Brother, if you have nothing to do, read more military books. I'm thinking of opening a military academy in two years."

If Big Brother becomes the principal of a military academy, then all the talents trained here will be his disciples, and his network will gradually expand.

Only when you have people on your side can you cope with problems with ease in the future.

Song Chunsheng looked at the thick books. How many months would it take to finish reading them? He gritted his teeth and said, "How about you, sister, teach me some skills. That way I can learn faster."

Although it hurts a lot to pass on the skills, I am willing to try my best in order to strengthen myself and help my sister.

Song Jinxiu smiled and shook her head, saying, "These can't be passed on. Big Brother, you should read them one by one. If you don't understand something, you can ask me.

After all, these books are modern, and she printed them out from the computer, and many of the nouns and terms do not belong to this dynasty.

Song Chunsheng had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and leave with the book in his arms. Before leaving, he added, "I went into the city today and heard something. It's said that the Duke of Zhenguo is very unhappy about being the husband of a princess because all of her children have the royal surname Liu. If the Duke of Zhenguo wants to keep the family lineage alive, they can only take on two wives."

Rather than letting my sister hear these words last, it is better to tell her first so that she can be mentally prepared if she hears them from somewhere else later.

Song Jinxiu raised her eyebrows. These people really have nothing better to do.

Her husband is responsible for two wives?

Does this mean that Su Mo should marry another wife? Or should I give birth to more children for him?

But judging from my brother's expression, he should be marrying another wife.

Humph! How dare they think that?

Su Mo and I are young, healthy, and have plenty of time. It shouldn't be difficult to have a few children, right?

By then, there will be two people with the surname Liu, two with the surname Su, and two with the surname Song?

Why does Su Mo need another wife to take care of two wives?

At this moment, the treasure-hunting rat Junjun suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! Master, your future queen is being entangled by two women."

"Meow, meow, meow, this woman is so dishonest. She's covered in powder. The smell makes me feel like spring has arrived. Meow, meow, I can't stand it anymore."

Song Jinxiu was speechless. She only just realized that the Persian cat, Xiaobai, was actually a female cat. Its meowing really sounded like the restless sounds of spring.

Song Jinxiu frowned and asked, "Where are you? What is Su Mo doing?"

Junjun laughed, "We were... Oh my, I saw... Hey, hey! You fat cat, why are you rubbing against me?"

"Meow, meow, boss, you feel so comfortable! Meow, meow, I want a hug..."

Junjun: "Get out of here..."

Junjun's heart-wrenching voice and Xiaobai's meowing sound came from the sea of consciousness.

Song Jinxiu: "Junjun, Junjun, where are you guys?"

However, Junjun no longer responded, only the occasional sound of his panting could be heard.

Song Jinxiu: ...