Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

When his followers came, Mo Jinyin was drinking in a restaurant.

One cup of wine was the monthly expenditure of an ordinary family. He drank it without blinking an eye and smacked his lips: "It's not as good as the Xianyun wine brewed by Madam Wanyun."

The people at the same table laughed out loud: "Madam Wanyun is beautiful, and the wine she brews is also fragrant. These mixed wines can't compare with her."

The wine that was priced with silver ingots became "mixed wine" in their mouths.

The person who spoke rolled his eyes and continued, "If you, Second Master, come in person, Madam Wanyun will not dare to refuse. Why don't you go?"

These words may seem like flattery, but only those who are familiar with this person can tell that this person is up to no good again - if Mo Jinyin comes to the house, he will probably not be able to get any wine.

But Mo Jinyin seemed not to understand the meaning of the words.

He only knew that since Mo Qingwan got married, there had been no news from his good elder brother, and his status in this group of people had gradually risen. He was the person who wanted to sit in the second seat in Japan, but today he was the host and sat in the main seat.

Mo Jinyin enjoyed this feeling immensely, as if the entire Mo family belonged to him, it was intoxicating.

He touched his forehead, put down the wine cup and sighed: "This mixed wine is quite intoxicating."

But he enjoyed this intoxicated feeling. He felt light and airy, as if he was standing in the clouds, overlooking the world, overlooking... the entire Liuyang Prefecture.

The person next to him had a flash of eyes, and was about to speak when the door of the box was pushed open from the outside.

A cool breeze blew, and Mo Jinyin felt very uncomfortable. He looked up and found that the person coming was actually his brother-in-law's attendant.

What kind of evil is this?

He didn't want to look unhappy at this moment of comfort, so he could only ask in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

If he had to worry about every little thing, he thought that someone else should be in charge of the dock.

The attendant looked around carefully and whispered in his ear, "The eldest lady brought a strange woman to the dock. The woman said she wanted to see you."

"Mo Qingwan?" Mo Jinyin laughed when he heard the name, and couldn't help but raise his voice: "Why is my niece looking for me? It's really... Even after getting married, I still can't rest easy."

When the others heard that it was related to the married eldest daughter of the Mo family, they all looked over with curiosity on their faces.

They had heard a long time ago that Miss Mo and Mo Er in front of them did not get along well.

Feeling their gazes, Mo Jinyin felt relieved again. He tapped the lip of his wine cup and raised his eyes to ask his followers, "What else did my niece say?"

The follower moved his mouth, apparently not knowing whether he should say it in front of everyone.

This was exactly the effect Mo Jinyin wanted, so he shouted, "You're taking so long to pass on a message, why don't you just tell me as soon as possible!"

The attendant made up his mind and explained directly: "The eldest lady didn't say anything, but the woman who was traveling with her said that she was also present on the day of the eldest lady's wedding, wearing a veil. Now...she wants you to meet her at the dock."

"Clang-"

The wine cup fell back on the table, and the expensive wine spilled everywhere. The splashed wine fell on the follower's mouth. The aroma of the wine was so intoxicating that he couldn't help but pursed his lips.

Good wine.

Mo Jinyin's face was full of disbelief, not even caring about the wine splashing on his chest. He said with a pale face, "She said, she was the one who spoke that day?"

Shen Zheng didn't say this, and the attendant repeated: "She said she was wearing a veil."

Mo Jinyin had to confirm that the person who went to the dock with Mo Qingwan was not someone else, but the one who had had a verbal dispute with him...

Tongan County Magistrate, Shen Zheng.

He said! How could Mo Qingwan have the face or the temper to dare to come back!

So that's how it is. It turns out that before the day she got married, she had already known the magistrate of Tongan County, so the prefect came to speak up for Mo Qingwan!

And today! It must be that Mo Qingwan asked the Tongan County Magistrate to come with him to cause trouble for him!

If it was the magistrate from another county, he would treat him with courtesy, but he would not be too afraid of him. However, the other party happened to be the magistrate of Tongan County.

The magistrate of Tongan County who received numerous rewards, had a plaque made for the county government by the emperor himself, and was appreciated by Earl of Yongning!

How could he not be afraid! Didn't the Mo family have to consider the governor Yu Zhengqing's mood when doing things?

Mo Jinyin slumped in his chair. His first reaction was that he didn't want to go, or he didn't dare to go, but he had to go - if he didn't go, the other party would go directly to the gate of the government office, and he would have to go and pay his respects obediently when the prefect gave the order.

But wouldn't that be even more embarrassing...

When others saw Mo Jinyin like this, they laughed in their hearts - a bastard is just not presentable, and he was scared like this by a woman's words.

But they said, "Second Master, have you met a difficult person? Do you want us to go with you?"

Mo Jinyin didn't even think about it and shook his head like crazy.

Why go together? To see him grovel or to see him smile?

He suppressed his panic, wiped off the wine that had already soaked into his clothes, stood up and said, "I don't need to worry about my family's affairs. I'll go see...what my niece is going to do. Everyone, I'll excuse myself."

The others nodded in understanding and said with a smile, "Then we won't keep you, Second Master. We'll host you next time and invite you to drink with us."

Although he gave enough face, Mo Jinyin couldn't be happy.

After the box door closed, he stopped at the door and leaned forward to listen.

As expected, after a while, there were bursts of laughter from inside, which made him angry, his back stiff, and the confidence that he had built up with great difficulty suddenly collapsed.

He turned and left, the laughter inside getting louder: "Hahahaha - a bastard is a bastard, look at him."

They were still speculating that the "woman wearing a veil" mentioned by the follower must be a powerful lady, who could treat Mo Jinyin, who was too concerned about his reputation, like a dog.

.......

Along the way, Mo Jinyin kept asking his entourage about the situation at the dock.

When he heard Zhao Yuchun teasing Shen Zheng, he punched the carriage fiercely: "Idiot! Idiot! Is this idiot trying to kill me? He's just like his sister, not presentable enough!"

His chest kept rising and falling, and his face, which had turned pale due to fear, gradually turned red. His followers did not dare to breathe.

Mo Jinyin asked again: "What did the woman say?"

The attendant recalled the situation at that time and shook his head, saying, "The woman didn't say anything, but the person who was traveling with him hit Master Zhao."

He didn't mention the blood. In his eyes, what was that little bit of blood? Only Zhao Yuchun was so smart that he screamed like he was dying when he saw a little bit of blood.

"Good fight!" Mo Jinyin gritted his teeth and cursed, "Why call him Master Zhao? He is such an idiot, what a master! And then what? What else did he do?"

The attendant knew that they had hit a wall today, so they did not dare to hide anything: "Mrs. Zhao... Madam's brother asked me to take a knife and fight with the other party."