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

——"The gates of the temple were closed for several days. When the soldiers arrived, there was no one alive in the temple. The bodies were all stinking! The prefect was furious and wrote to His Majesty to ask him to send troops to suppress the bandits! The next day after they were arrested, they were beheaded in public at the entrance of the vegetable market! The ground was covered with blood!"

The bandit is dead?

Yan Qiao was unwilling to accept this.

The knife was not stabbed by her own hands, and she failed to avenge her family. Will they blame her?

What about the Yan family?

——"You mean the Yan family? It's been so many years, everyone is dead, so of course the property has been divided up! Wow——so much property, it really makes people jealous, but it's a pity, you have the life to earn it, but not the life to spend it!"

In front of the grave, she held up the porcelain pieces she had prepared long ago, wanting to go with them.

But her brother told her to live.

This year, she is fifteen.

Mo Qingwan finished listening.

"Maybe this is my fate." Yan Qiao said with a smile: "After enjoying the love of my parents and brother for nine years, maybe the days ahead... are what I deserve."

Those nine years were too much for her, so much so that she no longer cares about anything else as long as she can "survive".

Mo Qingwan had a lot of words in his throat, but he couldn't say a single word.

To Yan Qiao, who had experienced the separation of life and death, ordinary comfort seemed light and insignificant.

"Do you want to hear my story?" Mo Qingwan quickly wiped away her tears, turned around and smiled, "After you share, it's my turn."

Until the sun set and the candles were lit in the house, the two girls, who were ten years apart in age, completely opened their hearts to each other.

After the loud crying, there was silence, and after the silence, there was more crying. In the end, Yan Qiao was so exhausted that she fell asleep peacefully.

Mo Qingwan did not blow out the lights, but covered her with a quilt and walked out quietly.

Wang Guangjin was sitting at the door. He grinned when he saw Mo Qingwan and took out the deed from his arms. "It's done. Now the shop is ours."

Mo Qingwan adjusted his mood, sat beside him, took the contract, raised the candlelight and read it carefully word by word.

"It was done in half a day? Have you looked for Master Yu?"

"I didn't ask you to come..." Wang Guangjin scratched his head, "You called me to the government office as soon as you left and asked me why we came to the government office, and then I told you the truth."

Then Lord Yu directly found someone to buy the shop for them, and even bargained for dozens of taels of silver.

As soon as the Mo family left, the man turned around and went back to the government office and signed another house sale deed with Wang Guangjin. In less than half a day, the small building became the property of Tong'an Cloth Shop.

"It's a good thing that the Mo family was in a hurry to sell, and the person Lord Yu found for us was reliable." Wang Guangjin said with a smile, "Otherwise, it wouldn't have been possible so quickly."

Mo Qingwan looked at the familiar location on the title deed and breathed a sigh of relief.

She returned the deed to Wang Guangjin, thought for a while and whispered, "After Yan Qiao is able to ride a carriage, I want her to stay in Tongan County for a while."

"Yan Qiao?" Wang Guangjin was confused: "Isn't her last name Song?"

Mo Qingwan shook her head and did not treat Yan Qiao's past as a topic of conversation. Instead, she said, "Her original surname was Yan. She was not Tian Cui's biological daughter. However, she came to the Song family because of a change in her family in her early years."

"I see."

When you think about it this way, things make a lot more sense.

That is why Yan Qiao was not registered until she was ten years old, that is why Yan Qiao can read, and that is why Yan Qiao’s personality is completely different from that of the sarcastic Tian Cui Gu.

Wang Guangjin nodded, and then thought: "What did you say just now? You want her to go to Tongan County?"

"Ah."

Wang Guangjin was a little confused: "She is the one you bought, so you can let her go wherever you want. What do you mean by saying this to me?"

Mo Qingwan hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips and said, "She can read and write, and has a good character. I don't want to put her on slavery, so I want to ask Lord Shen if I can release the slave and give her a home in Tongan County..."

"you......"

Wang Guangjin already knew that Mo Qingwan bought Yan Qiao just to help her, but he never thought that Mo Qingwan could help her to this extent.

She wanted to let the slave go, so be it.

You even have to ask Lord Shen for help for the other party?

He turned his head to look at the candlelit room, thought for a moment and said, "As long as her character and personality are good, Your Excellency will not refuse. But you are... treating her too well? You should know how many people are trying their best to settle down in Tongan County."

The moon today is exceptionally round, the bright moonlight pouring down, Mo Qingwan slightly raised his head.

"I think she's worth it." She just said, "I want to take her back to observe her more. If she wants to study, I'll ask Principal Li if he can take her in. You know, she learned to read at the age of three, recited poems at the age of five, and could read articles at the age of eight. If she goes to school, she may become an official."

Wang Guangjin was so shocked by the latter part of the sentence that he couldn't stop coughing. He asked in disbelief, "So amazing? A child prodigy!"

What was he doing when he was three years old?

He's still breastfeeding! He's scolded by his dead father every day for being useless.

What about five years old?

Can not remember.

But at the age of eight he remembered.

When he was eight years old, he was lying on the ground, letting Lai Xi ride on him as a dog. His dead father saw him and beat him with a stick. All his teeth were knocked out, and Lai Xi almost died that day.

In contrast, Wang Guangjin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and subconsciously asked: "What if she doesn't want to study?"

"Her family was engaged in business in her early years, and she has also learned it." Mo Qingwan pursed her lips and said, "If she doesn't want to study, I want her to go to the cotton cloth shop to apply for a job. If she passes, she can help run the cloth shop and become one of our own."

Wan Guangjin was slightly surprised when he heard this, "Are you training your right and left hands?"

He thought for a while, "Well... this is not impossible. The master originally asked us to pay attention to the manpower, after all, there are many more shops to be opened in the future. But you also know that the master has her own considerations when hiring people. If Yan Qiao can't pass the master's eyes, then we can't help her."

Mo Qingwan certainly understood this principle, "I will never help her get in through the back door."

Wang Guangjin was relieved when he heard this. "That's it. All you have to do is release the slave and get her a household registration. Whether she lives a good life in the future is up to her."

After saying this, Mo Qingwan felt much better.

She could help Yan Qiao in any way she could.

"Oh, right." She suddenly thought of what Shen Zheng had told her when she left the county: "Did you do what the master told us to tell Master Yu?"

"Of course!" Wang Guangjin patted his chest. "Your Excellency's words are like an imperial decree to me. How could I forget them? Master Yu said that when we are about to print the first batch of books, he will help us negotiate with the various prefecture schools, county schools, and academies. After the discussion is settled, he will write to Your Excellency."

What Shen Zheng asked them to do was the bookstore business.

They can find their own way and open cloth shops, but a bookstore needs a backer.

In Liuyang Prefecture, Yu Zhengqing and the county magistrates are his backers. Outside of Liuyang Prefecture, the fifth family is his backer.

"Then let's go back tomorrow. There's still a lot to do in the county." Diwu Tanwei stood up and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"No." Wang Guangjin stood up and followed her to the front hall. "I don't know what you are doing in there. I didn't dare to call you, so I have been waiting outside."