Transmigrated into a corrupt female county magistrate, defied fate and changed her life in a deserte

Tutor Zhou ignored the teasing in her words and carefully took out a golden token.

There is a word "Ren" engraved on the token, which is the name of the current emperor of the Jinghe Dynasty, Xiao Ren.

Song Jinshu's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Wow! Where did you get this good stuff, Old Zhou?"

Just by looking at this glittering golden token, she knew it was worth a lot of money.

Seeing the greed in Song Jinshu's eyes, Grand Tutor Zhou felt a pang of frustration and said unhappily, "This is no ordinary gold brick! This is a gift from the Emperor. Having it is like seeing the Emperor!"

"Wow~ So awesome!" Song Jinshu exclaimed.

The gold content of this token is higher than its own value!

If she had this thing, wouldn't she be invincible in Shun'an Prefecture?

Wouldn't it be great to use it to scare people whenever you want?

Master Zhou blew his beard, handed the token to Song Jinshu, and explained softly, "Keep this!"

"For me?" Song Jinshu was stunned. The token in his hand seemed to weigh thousands of pounds.

She was not dazzled by the golden token and asked in confusion, "Why would the emperor give me this?"

Although she is smart, conceited and beautiful, she knows that her worth is far less than this token.

Grand Tutor Zhou raised his head and chest, proudly saying, "I spent a lot of effort to deceive you into giving me this. With it, you won't have to be constantly controlled by that old man, the Liang County Magistrate."

Song Jinshu was even more shocked. She didn't expect that Tutor Zhou would be so nice to her!

As if sensing Song Jinshu's confusion, Grand Tutor Zhou curled his lips and said, "Don't be so moved. I just value your talent. You're working under that old man, the Liang County Magistrate. He's not very smart and doesn't do his job well."

"With this token, he won't dare to embarrass you. And if the emperor doesn't have this intention, I can't ask for it, so just accept it with peace of mind!"

"Old Zhou, you are so nice!" Song Jinshu was touched.

To be honest, it was the first time she felt the warmth of her elders.

Tutor Zhou was proud but also regretful. He hated the fact that Song Jinshu was not his descendant.

He had few children, but since he met Song Jinshu, he felt that he had a good relationship with her and they had a good relationship.

If possible, he really wanted to recognize her as his granddaughter.

But it is not appropriate now. With cotton in front of him, he is worried that if he proposes this idea, she will doubt his intentions.

In that case, just treat her as a junior in your heart.

"Old Zhou, do you need a granddaughter?"

Grand Tutor Zhou: ? ?

When he looked up, he saw Song Jinshu's eyes full of anticipation.

At this moment, his heart was burning with passion, but he pretended to be disgusted on the surface: "This old man... Of course I am short of money! What's the matter?"

In the end, Master Zhou still couldn't bear to say anything against his will, for he was afraid of scaring people away.

Song Jinshu smiled frivolously and begged, "What do you think of me? Do I look like your future goddaughter?"

There was a smile at the corner of Master Zhou's eyes, and he could no longer hide his joy.

"You little girl are so cunning. Since you want to be my granddaughter so much, I will accept you with reluctance. Why don't you call me grandfather?"

"Grandpa~hehe~" Song Jinshu shouted cheerfully.

"Hey!"

The laughter in the house could be heard from far away.

In a corner, Lu Ruoyu had a smile on her face, with a bit of pampering and tenderness.

In the following days, Song Jinshu took Tutor Zhou to travel around Jingyang County.

Then Master Zhou successfully became addicted to hot springs and mahjong, and met his mahjong partner, Mr. Liu, at the mahjong table.

The two men also brought along a few other wealthy businessmen from Jingyang County and had so much fun that they even forgot to go home.

Song Jinshu was extremely helpless and could only ask them to divert their attention and go to Xifang Town to watch a play so as to reduce the number of times they played mahjong.

The weather is getting colder and colder, the ground is covered with thick snow, and the New Year is approaching.

People from the Zhou family came to urge many times, and even the emperor sent people to check the situation.

But Master Zhou just didn't want to go back to work. He even thought of pretending to be sick, which scared the people sent by the Zhou family.

This almost frightened all the descendants in Kyoto to come and pick him up, and Song Jinshu could only write a few letters to explain.

Song Jinshu tried to persuade him but it was in vain. Finally the emperor issued an edict, and only then did Grand Tutor Zhou reluctantly prepare to return to Kyoto.

Then Song Jinshu sent him a lot of local specialties in large and small packages, including his favorite mahjong.

After bidding farewell to Grand Tutor Zhou, the Song family began to prepare for the Spring Festival.

Song Jinshu submitted the annual report of Jingyang County before the New Year and successfully completed a year in his official career.

The clothing workshop's business was still booming, and Song Jinshu earned a lot of money every day.

But she did not put all of it into her private bank. Instead, she donated a lot to the Charity Foundation Association in her own name.

In Jingyang County, beggars on the roadside now have a place to stay, and poor families no longer have to starve.

Since the snow started falling this year, there has not been a single case of death from hunger.

There is always enough fresh vegetables in the backyard of the Song Mansion, and the people in the county are always smiling.

A house somewhere far away in Kyoto.

It was a wealthy and prominent family, with the four characters "Nanzhen Houfu" engraved on the plaque.

A man with deep facial features, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes exudes a gloomy aura.

He seemed very angry. He gritted his teeth and looked at the servant kneeling on the ground and said, "Yue'er, is she still unwilling to come to Kyoto?"

The servant kowtowed timidly and said in a trembling voice, "Miss Liu said her family is in Jingyang County and she won't come to Kyoto."

Xiao Tan was so angry that he laughed. It was his fault. After eliminating the plague in Jingyang County, he left without saying goodbye, leaving only a letter.

It was understandable that Yue'er would be angry, but he also had his own difficulties.

He finally returned to Kyoto, settled things, and was able to give her a stable life, but she didn't want him anymore.

"Oh! It's my fault! I will take her home after the New Year." Xiao Tan said with a wry smile.

In his heart, Liu Jiangyue was living under someone else's roof in Jingyang County and was not as comfortable as at home.

Later he took her into the mansion and she became his concubine. All the housekeeping power in the house was given to her, and the two of them became the closest couple in the world.

Now she was just angry with herself. Once he came over and explained everything, they would be reconciled as before.

Inside the palace, Xiao Ren frowned as he looked at the contents of the letter.

The letter was clearly a letter that Song Jinshu asked Tutor Zhou to send back.

"The Liu family of Zheng'an Prefecture?" Xiao Ren murmured in a low voice.

When Zhou Taifu sent people to deliver cotton clothes and cotton to and from Kyoto, Song Jinshu thought of overturning the verdict for the Liu family.

A year passed, and she finally made a name for herself. Taking advantage of this wave of popularity, she naturally wanted to try to save the Liu family.

She had not forgotten how good her grandparents were to her and Fu'er before the Liu family suffered.

Xiao Ren's eyes darkened slightly. The letter sent by Song Aiqing clearly stated that the Liu family was framed for selling illegal salt.

It is a serious crime for merchants to sell illegal salt. If they are really wronged, for the sake of Lord Song, he is of course willing to get them out.

But what if...