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

Liu Jingmo's request was not excessive. The Dark Pavilion headed by Shen Fenghua was the information collection center.

He can use his network of connections in Kyoto at any time, but since he is working for the emperor, he knows what information can be passed on and what cannot.

In Liu Jingmo's expectation, Shen Fenghua nodded slightly: "Brother Jingmo, just go for it. When you come to Beijing, I will definitely lend you a helping hand."

After Liu Jingmo got the promise, the stone in his heart finally fell. He raised his glass and toasted Shen Fenghua.

"Thank you very much! Brother Shen has helped me a lot. If I need you in the future, I will definitely do my best to repay you!"

"This is just a small matter, don't take it to heart!"

Of the four people present, except Lu Ruoyu who was a little quiet, the other three were all chatterboxes.

Once the conversation started, they couldn't stop. They all shared interesting things happening around them, and Lu Ruoyu also talked about her own experiences from time to time.

Time passes in laughter and joy.

In the next three days, Song Jinshu took Shen Fenghua on a tour in Jingyang County.

The common people naturally remembered Shen Fenghua. When they saw him, they greeted him warmly, asking: "Where's Shen Zhubu been? What took you so long? Do you want to come home for dinner?"

For three consecutive days, the care Shen Fenghua received was equivalent to what he would have received in Kyoto in a year.

On the third day, the two had just escaped from the enthusiastic villagers. Shen Fenghua was holding a bunch of wild fruits and homemade pickles given by the villagers in his arms.

He was standing there in a daze, feeling hopeless, but the smile on his lips had not faded and the stars in his eyes were shining.

Looking at the embarrassed Shen Fenghua, Song Jinshu's chest trembled and he couldn't help laughing until tears came out.

"A handsome man and pickles, what a harmonious pairing! Fenghua, are you touched? Our villagers are so friendly to you!"

Shen Fenghua tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth, but she was so happy in her heart that she couldn't help but smile.

But Shen Fenghua, who always spoke with a hard mouth but was soft-hearted, refused to admit that she was happy. She said, "You can laugh all you want! I really don't know what to say to these villagers. They gave me so many pickles, but they didn't even think about how I could finish them."

"I'm afraid if I hold her any longer, her clothes will get pickled and smell like vegetables."

Song Jinshu was laughing when he suddenly felt lost. He said with a hint of regret, "It's so rare for you to come back, and I haven't taken you to Wenquan Town yet! And our county school and technical training academy..."

Along the way, Song Jinshu talked about the changes in the county, his tone full of regret. Shen Fenghua's eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at Song Jinshu seriously.

He was worried that he would be reluctant to give up the warmth here.

Song Jinshu had been waiting for Shen Fenghua to give in, but unfortunately, nothing could go as planned and things didn't go as he wished.

The next day, acquaintances spontaneously saw Shen Fenghua and his companions out of the city.

Looking at the familiar faces in front of him, Shen Fenghua curled his lips into a smile and waved his hand gracefully.

"I'm just going out to do something. I'm so nice, but you all can't bear to see me go?"

These words deserved a beating, and successfully broke the defense of Song Jinshu and others.

"Yes! You're so kind! Anyway, take care of yourself out there, we'll wait for you to come back and have fun together!"

Shen Fenghua's smile grew brighter. He took two steps onto the horse, turned around and walked forward, raising his other hand high and waving it.

Until his back could no longer be seen, Song Jinshu sighed and looked at Lu Ruoyu who was also frowning beside him.

"Go back! We'll meet again if we're destined to!"

……

Before I knew it, frost had formed on the branches.

It will snow in half a month at most. Song Jinshu frowned and walked around in distress.

When Lu Ruoyu returned with the envelope, Song Jinshu hurried forward and asked, "How is it? When will my uncle and the others be back?"

Logically, they should have returned long ago, but now they haven't returned yet, so something must have happened.

"As we expected, Master Liu and his men were detained in Beizhou, and the cotton there was confiscated by local officials."

"Fortunately, Lu Chuan had the foresight to order the cotton he had purchased to be shipped back in the next few days."

Song Jinshu was furious: "Who exactly governs Beizhou? How can you be so arrogant and detain people just like that? How is this any different from robbery?"

Lu Ruoyu opened the letter and handed it to Song Jinshu, while introducing the situation in Beizhou.

"The governor of Beizhou is an old enemy of Grand Tutor Zhou. They both once entered the government through the same special examination, but because his political views did not align with those of the current emperor, he was not given a high position."

"But this man is truly capable. Like you, Beizhou was once a poor and barren region. After he took office, Beizhou was visibly lifted out of poverty. The Emperor intends to have him return to Kyoto to serve."

Song Jinshu blinked in confusion. After hearing what Lu Ruoyu said, he was really moved.

But this person has a grudge against Grand Tutor Zhou, so why arrest his people?

Could it be that he knew that I was the godson of Grand Tutor Zhou?

Seeing Song Jinshu's confusion, Lu Ruoyu chuckled and explained: "It has something to do with Master Zhou, but not much. He does know about your relationship with Master Zhou."

"But he didn't capture Lu Chuan and Master Liu just for personal revenge. Do you remember that the Liu family was once forced to flee by Liang Juncheng of Zheng'an Prefecture?"

Song Jinshu nodded: "Of course I remember! Which incident did you mention that was related to the high-ranking officials in Kyoto?"

"Yes! He's exposed. The Beizhou County Governor is actually an accomplice of that man in Kyoto. If we follow the clues, we can find the murderer behind the persecution of the Liu family."

She never expected that person to suddenly appear, which made things difficult for her uncle.

"Then what do I do?"

Regardless of the identity of the man in Kyoto, Liu Zhiyuan and Lu Chuan must be rescued first.

The weather is getting colder, and in the north, it can be fatal to not have charcoal fire to keep warm in winter.

Jingyang County is far away from Beizhou, and even if she wants to arrange someone to go there to take care of her, it will take a month.

Everyone was frozen at that time.

Lu Ruoyu patted Song Jinshu's arm soothingly and said softly, "Don't worry, they will be fine. I have told a good friend in Beizhou to take care of them for me secretly."

"For now, I need your token!"

"Token? Which one do you mean?"

She had two tokens, one given by the emperor and the other given by Huo Fang.

Lu Ruoyu raised her eyebrows slightly: "General Huo's."

No one else knew about the royal token that was given to Song Jinshu through Tutor Zhou.

So the token Lu Ruoyu was talking about was only the one Huo Fang had.

It’s just that his Lord Song seems to be hiding something, and it’s related to the token.

"Ohhh! Wait! I'll get it!"

Song Jinshu turned around and went out, found an empty corner, and secretly found the token given by Huo Fang from the space.

Lu Ruoyu carefully observed the token and confirmed that it was given by Huo Fang. He briefly explained it and left to do his work.

In the next two days, Song Jinshu hardly saw Lu Ruoyu.

There was still no news about Beizhou, but Song Jinshu suddenly received news that the cotton had arrived.

She hurried out of the city and saw a convoy slowly approaching, the cars were loaded with cotton.