Seeing Sima Qin's eyes full of calculations, Song Jinxiu asked, "Prince Consort Sima, you stay at home to take care of your wife and children, why did you go to court? Your family is out of money, are you going out to earn a living?"
Everyone: Princess Kangle is as sharp-tongued as ever.
Sima Qin: Do you know why you came out? Did everyone in the Sima family who could attend the court be demoted or punished for impeaching and slandering you?
Now that there is no one from the Sima family in the court, he, the son-in-law, has to take action himself. At least you can keep the Sima family away from the court from now on, right?
Liu Renxiu glanced at Song Jinxiu. This girl looked flustered, with lively eyes, and her anxiety and calmness formed a sharp contrast with everyone else.
The child was obviously confident. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked Song Jinxiu, "Song Aiqing, have you come up with any solution? Why not tell me about it?"
Song Jinxiu stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty only needs to give me a hundred people. First, it can lower the price of grain. Second, it can allow the people to have food. Third, it can also open up a hundred thousand hectares of good farmland for Your Majesty."
Everyone: Does Princess Kangle even draft her big words?
"So many people are helpless, and you come out and say you can solve the problem and open up good farmland. Can you open up the farmland and plant crops right away? Can you harvest the crops right away?"
"That's right. If we start cultivating the land now, it will take at least three months to harvest. Sir Song, just drawing a pie in the sky can only fill your stomach."
Minister of War Zhou Kunran said hurriedly: "Song Lord, you don't care about your first, second, and third place, but you can't have any ideas about the military rations in the national treasury? Whoever dares to touch the military rations, I will be angry with him."
Song Jinxiu smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, Lord Zhou, we won't move a grain of rice from the national treasury."
Pingyang Hou sneered, "Sir Song, are you afraid of slipping your tongue when you boast? You want to use the grain from the national treasury? Are you really going to use the cake to appease your hunger? And can you really conjure up the grain?"
Sima Qin also looked at Song Jinxiu with shining eyes.
Song Jinxiu looked at the two of them with contempt. Do you think everyone is as stupid as you? Do you only know how to sleep with gold, silver and jewelry every day?
"Even children know that food is the most important thing for people. If you have money, you must buy food. My mother taught me since I was young that if you have too much food, you will be in trouble.
Therefore, there is still some food left. ”
Pingyang Hou's eyes widened, and he immediately reported: "Your Majesty, Lord Song is an official appointed by the court, a first-rank official, but he actually hoarded food, hoarded it, and drove up prices. What is his intention?"
Song Jinxiu: Go away, is this Marquis of Pingyang never going to stop?
"Speaking of Lord Chen, don't talk unless you have changed. Do you know what hoarding means?"
Chen Pi was stunned. He knew what hoarding and profiting from goods meant, but when asked to explain it, he couldn't organize the words in a short time. He was so anxious that he pointed at Song Jinxiu and was speechless.
Sima Qin said quickly: "Hoarding means storing rare goods and waiting to sell them at a high price to make huge profits.
Lord Song, you have been hoarding food, waiting to take it out at this moment to solve the current predicament and win favor from His Majesty?
Your Majesty's good impression is priceless.
You, a businessman, are doing the same thing as hoarding goods to make a profit. Is this how Lord Song acts as an official? ”
As he spoke, Sima Qin also bowed to Song Jinxiu and said sarcastically: "Lord Song is very calculating, Sima admires you!"
ha! These two people really did everything they could to impeach her.
Song Jinxiu smiled. She bowed to the sarcastic Sima Qin and said, "The wise one is Lord Sima."
Sima Qin was stunned. This girl really dared to admit it? Speculating on the emperor's intentions is a serious crime.
Liu Renxiu's face darkened: What does "the wise one is Lord Sima" mean? Are you two familiar with each other?
Song Jinxiu turned around, bowed to His Majesty, and then said sweetly: "Your Majesty is good to me, and I have been thinking every day, how can I repay Your Majesty's kindness?
When Yu Dongchen had money, he bought food, thinking that he would exchange more military horses for Cangwu in the next exchange.
I just want to make Your Majesty happy. As long as Your Majesty is happy, I will die. ”
As she spoke, she looked up and asked, "Your Majesty, are you happy?"
Liu Renxiu couldn't help but curl his eyes and said with a smile: "Sorry for being so talkative. Considering your dedication to the country, I will punish you."
Everyone: Why does His Majesty seem to be in a good mood?
Chief Eunuch Zhao Baohai: I am so happy. I am ashamed to say that Princess Kangle can make His Majesty in a good mood at this critical juncture.
Liu Renxiu looked at Song Jinxiu and said sternly, "I'll give you a hundred men. Can you really feed the people or let them starve?"
Song Jinxiu nodded solemnly: "I can."
"Okay, if Minister Song can resolve this crisis, I will reward you handsomely." Liu Renxiu made the decision immediately and ordered Zhu Beichen to lead his men to follow Song Jinxiu's orders.
After receiving the military order, Song Jinxiu stopped her horse and went home. She wanted to organize people to open up wasteland, so she had to arrange things for her family first.
When she got home, she called her younger sister and went straight to her scumbag father's place.
Song Sanzhu is feeling better now and is practicing boxing with Li Cheng in the yard.
Seeing his daughters coming, he quickly wiped the sweat off his face, then ran over and brought chairs for the two daughters. After seeing the two daughters sitting down, he assured them:
"Don't worry, my daughter. Daddy has run away. Daddy wants to practice boxing. When Daddy becomes a martial arts master, it will be too late to look for your brother."
Are you still thinking about going to the front line?
Song Jinxiu looked at him and said, "Do you want to set up a family business for your brother Qiu Sheng?"
Song Sanzhu was stunned. "You want to build a family business? I've saved all the money. When your brother finishes the war, I'll give it to the four of you equally."
Song Jinfang stood up and stood behind her sister.
She didn't have her elder sister's self-control. Her scumbag father stood and bowed his head, while she felt uncomfortable sitting there.
Song Jinxiu kicked Song Jinfang's chair, motioning Song Sanzhu to sit down and talk.
Song Sanzhu waved his hand, "Fang, sit down, Fang, sit down."
He turned around and hurriedly brought a stool over. The three of them sat in the yard, and Xiao Si quickly served them tea.
Song Jinxiu took a sip of tea and said, "Because of the war in the south, food is tight and the people are living in poverty. I received the military order in the court today. I need help from my father and little sister."
Song Jinfang looked at her elder sister worriedly. Song Jinxiu gave her a look, asking her to be calm.
When Song Sanzhu heard that he could help his daughter, he immediately became excited and stood up and said, "Daughter, what do you want me to do?"
Song Jinxiu said: "We have bought a lot of wasteland around the capital and recruited poor people to help open up the wasteland. For those who come to open up the wasteland, adults will be given two grains of rice per day, and children will be given one grain of rice per day.
Can Dad help me with this matter? Don't worry, the grain will come out, and we can reclaim the wasteland. I'll think of it as your father setting up a family business for you. Is that okay? ”
"Okay." Song Sanzhu patted his chest and said.
Don't say he dares to guarantee it, but he is afraid of opening up wasteland and planting things that are engraved in his bones.
Song Jinxiu said to Song Jinfang: "You are with dad, if you know anything, ask dad for advice."
Song Jinfang blinked and nodded in understanding: "Well, you really know this. Dad, you have to teach me."
"Hey, hey, Dad is good at this. If you know anything, just ask Dad. I'll teach you."
Seeing his scumbag father going to prepare for the land reclamation with great vigor and vigor, Song Jinfang asked with a smile: "Sister, do you want me to watch him?"
Song Jinxiu nodded, then shook her head, "You really don't know what to do with him. I thought of finding something for him to do, which is better than him thinking about random things all day long."
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