PFC Chapter 205 Prepare for a rainy day
Chapter 205 Prepare for a rainy day
Forget it, let her take care of this sweater.
They were all picked out from literacy classes and were all smart women. Soon their sweaters were ready.
Then some people returned to Songjia Village and led the villagers to work, while some stayed to help Tian Xinghua and opened a sweater workshop in Beijing.
Of course, the furs that have been nitrated are also a source of income.
Pleasant Goat Hotpot Restaurant officially opens. Half-price trial for the first three days.
Three days later, three Pleasant Goat Hot Pot restaurants opened simultaneously in Beijing, and business was booming. A month later, the Pleasant Goat Hot Pot chain had opened 50 locations nationwide.
Song Jinxiu naturally made a fortune.
As a result, many people could no longer sit still.
Of course, this is something.
On this day, the head of Xuantian Sect followed his master into Princess Kangle's mansion.
Ever since the last storm, he knew that this junior uncle was indeed a man of real talent and skill.
However, before he could come to pay his respects, something happened to his stupid disciples.
These disciples of his were all the best selected from the sect, but he didn't expect that none of them was responsible.
The only female disciple, who has always been well-behaved and obedient, has a good family background and should have had a bright future. However, because she couldn't stand losing, she instigated her fellow disciples to go against Song Jinxiu.
However, her skills were inferior to his, and her selfish nature was exposed. She couldn't even afford the 200,000 taels, so she left her brother behind and walked away.
The eldest disciple Gao Buhao, who had always been arrogant, seemed to have been cast under a spell and suddenly lost his energy and spirit.
The disciple of Xuantian Sect's leader would definitely not be so depressed because of a mere 600,000 taels of silver.
He was killed psychologically.
His lineage as the head of the sect was completely destroyed.
The leader of Xuantian Sect was in tears and did not want to admit that there was something wrong with his disciple. Instead, he felt resentful towards his junior uncle whom he had not yet met.
Humph! At such a young age, yet with such ruthless methods, he really wanted to see who this Song Jinxiu was.
Following the master into the Kangle Princess Mansion, the Xuantian Sect's head walked into the hall without looking around.
After Xuan Zhenzi exchanged pleasantries with Song Jinxiu, he pointed at the Xuan Tian Sect's headmaster and introduced him, "This is my eldest disciple, and he is now the headmaster of the Xuan Tian Sect."
Then he turned to the Xuantian Sect's leader and asked, "Why are you still standing there?"
The Xuantian Sect leader had no choice but to step forward and said respectfully:
"Master Yu Jue of Xuantian Sect pays his respects to Junior Master Uncle."
Song Jinxiu narrowed her eyes, "Are you very unhappy?"
Yu Jue was shocked. He never showed his emotions, so how did she see that?
Song Jinxiu looked at him and said, "You are resentful of me. This is our first meeting, so there will be no resentment."
"Oh! Yes, it must be because of your apprentices. What happened? Did your apprentice die?"
Yu Jue: Your apprentice died!
But considering that his master was still here, he could only smile bitterly and said, "Thanks to my junior uncle, I'm still alive."
Song Jinxiu raised her eyebrows. Was it really because of those disciples?
That's right, a master and his apprentice are like father and son. It would be strange if the old man felt happy if he beat up the other person's son.
Song Jinxiu looked at Yu Jue, "Are you here today to pay off their debts?"
Yu Jue: He seemed to understand why his eldest disciple vomited blood.
Also, is this junior uncle really a vicious person, or is he just innocent?
Pay the debt? If he paid the debt on behalf of his eldest disciple, then his eldest disciple would be truly ruined.
"No, whoever owes a debt must pay it back. I came here to become your disciple on your orders."
"Following the master's orders? You're not doing this willingly?"
Originally, she wanted to see whether the leader of Xuantian Sect was qualified for the position of Director of the Imperial Observatory, but now it seems that it is not possible.
First, Cui Zixuan is his apprentice. They are family.
Secondly, even if he and Cui Zixuan were to draw a clear line, there were still other disciples. This feud was already established, and regardless of whether he had any intention of harming others, he still had to be on guard.
You can't try every possible means to get someone into the Imperial Observatory, only to find out that this person is unreliable, right?
Thinking of this, Song Jinxiu said, "Actually, I don't have much to teach you, just the multiplication table and some formulas.
How about this, for your senior brother's sake, I'll give you this newly compiled math textbook. Can you go back and think about it yourself?"
The leader of Xuantian Sect, Yu Jue, was sent away with the newly compiled textbooks.
Xuan Zhenzi, who had been silent the whole time, finally said, "You look down on my disciple? Actually, he is quite capable in managing the Xuantian Sect."
Song Jinxiu said, "It doesn't matter whether I like you or not. I just think that your disciple may have been the head of the sect for too long and is a little self-righteous, making him difficult to discipline."
To cultivate your own network, winning people's hearts is more important than ability.
I should focus my attention on those twenty Yin-Yang students and cultivate them from childhood. I believe that after a few years of training with modern knowledge, their abilities will not be worse than those of the leader of Xuantian Sect and the director of the Imperial Observatory.
"Brother, can you help me guide my apprentice?"
Xuan Zhenzi's eyes lit up, "You accepted a disciple? Who is it?" It's a big deal that the junior sister accepted a disciple.
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "I don't understand the Yin-Yang and Eight Diagrams of the twenty students at the Observatory. I want my senior brother to teach them. I can't let them be outdone by the students of the Imperial Observatory if they follow me, right?"
Xuan Zhenzi had an idea. The Observatory's Yin and Yang gave birth to the Kan sky and knew it would rain. If he studied Yin and Yang and the Eight Trigrams and added the art of stargazing, it would be another Imperial Astronomical Observatory.
He looked at her, "Little Junior Sister, what do you want to do?"
Song Jinxiu picked up the "Record of the Saint's Dream" and handed it to Xuan Zhenzi. She sighed and said, "Originally, I just wanted to predict the weather and give the people a weather forecast."
She pointed to the newspaper in Xuan Zhenzi's hand and said:
"However, the Cui family of the Imperial Observatory clearly wants to reinstate the Saint. I will definitely not let them succeed."
"Your Majesty is wise and wise. There is no need for another saint to come out and give orders."
Xuan Zhenzi nodded.
Song Jinxiu looked at Xuan Zhenzi and said:
"As the saying goes, one should do his job according to his position. Since I am the Princess of Kangle and a first-rank cabinet minister, I am loyal to the emperor and I am responsible for his work.
For the sake of stability in Cangwu and for the people to live and work in peace and contentment, I want to reform the Imperial Observatory."
Xuan Zhenzi blinked: This girl, she is still using so many high-sounding principles when talking to him, her senior brother. Does she know her true identity?
Xuan Zhenzi stroked his beard and asked, "How do you want to reform?"
Song Jinxiu said, "I want to change the hereditary system of the Imperial Observatory's Director to an elected appointment system."
Only in this way can the Cui family be removed from the position of director of the Imperial Observatory.
The new director of the Imperial Observatory needs to be trained in advance.
Only by preparing in advance can you be sure of success, right?
As long as the Cui family leaves the Imperial Observatory, there will be nothing to fear.
Song Jinxiu said, "The Imperial Astronomical Observatory is the imperial astronomical institution, and the director of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory must naturally be appointed by the emperor. So, senior brother, please help me lead these people."
As she spoke, she rummaged through the table and took out a copy of "Nine Heavens Song" that she had copied and handed it to Xuan Zhenzi.
When Xuan Zhenzi opened "Nine Heavens Song" and took a look, he was so shocked that his beard stood up.
"Such an important book, and you just left it there like that? You just threw it to me so carelessly, aren't you afraid that I might steal it?"
"Senior brother is not an outsider." Song Jinxiu winked at him.
"Okay, considering that I'm your secretary, I'll help you take care of these people."
Xuan Zhenzi pretended to be reluctant, but he was actually very happy in his heart.
He had long been fed up with the Cui family.