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

Then, under Hao Qiulan's curiosity, Song Jinshu revealed what he had done.

Hao Qiulan laughed so hard that she was out of breath. How come she didn't notice that Song Jinshu was so naughty?

"Your Excellency, this is a brilliant move! It's a relief that Ziqian repeatedly told me to speak well of him before I came here, but it turns out that you were the one who facilitated their affair."

"Poor Ziqian stayed up all night last night, worried a lot..." Hao Qiulan smiled bitterly.

Song Jinshu grinned: "This is fun~"

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The next day, Cheng Ziqian, accompanied by Hao Qiulan, paid a formal visit.

Song Yunqing naturally knew about this, and was so embarrassed that he went out early to check on the shop.

Aunt Qiu stood obediently behind Song Jinshu and served him, also wanting to get to know her future son-in-law in advance.

Cheng Ziqian deliberately put on a new set of clothes. After entering the mansion, he did not look around and followed Hao Qiulan attentively.

The servants all knew that this was the son-in-law chosen for the third young lady in the mansion, and they all had a friendly look on their faces. Cheng Ziqian pursed his lips and smiled.

He didn't expect that Miss Song's family was so wealthy and had servants to serve her. He must work hard to make money so that she could live a good life before marrying her.

It's impossible for a good girl to be a lady at her parents' home and then have to do the hard work after following him!

After a while, the two of them arrived at the door of the reception room. Hao Qiulan gently stroked Cheng Ziqian's arm to comfort him: "Ziqian, Miss Song San's eldest sister is very easy to talk to. You don't have to be so reserved."

Cheng Ziqian pursed his lips and nodded: "Thank you, Master Hao, for your advice."

After entering the door, Cheng Ziqian respectfully bowed to Song Jinshu and Aunt Qiu as a junior.

People say that the eldest daughter is like a mother, so he naturally has to treat Miss Song's eldest sister as an elder.

Song Jinshu's lips curled up slightly, and he became more and more satisfied the more he looked. Aunt Qiu's eyes lit up slightly, and she was obviously satisfied with this son-in-law as well.

"Mr. Cheng, you don't have to be so polite. You and I are equals. Please sit down!"

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Cheng Ziqian looked up slightly in confusion, and was shocked to see that the person sitting in the seat was the magistrate of Jingyang County.

"Master Song?"

Suddenly he realized that he had overlooked the most important information. Miss Song's surname was Song, and Mr. Song's surname was also Song, so the two were sisters!

At this moment, Cheng Ziqian's expression changed again and again. He felt that he was a little overestimating his own abilities and that this trip was in vain, but he did not regret it.

"Mr. Cheng, please stop standing there and take a seat!"

Song Jinshu pointed to the seat where Hao Qiulan was helping. Seeing him sit down nervously, he smiled slightly and said, "Teacher Hao has told us what you want. I also asked my third sister about the two of you. She is also attracted to you."

"I'm not the kind of person who would break up a couple. I can agree with your relationship, but there are some things I must make clear."

Cheng Ziqian was overwhelmed by the good news and couldn't suppress his smile: "As long as the adults agree, even if I jump into the water, I'm fine!"

No, you're quite humorous...

"I don't want you to jump into the water! The girls of our Song family are not that easy to marry. If you want to marry them, you must promise me one thing: no matter whether you are rich or poor in the future, you will not take concubines."

"Also, after marriage, if there are conflicts at home, you must protect her... You can't commit domestic violence..."

After Song Jinshu listed several requirements, Cheng Ziqian agreed without thinking.

His stepmother was the concubine his father took in as his wife after he became rich. He was extremely disappointed with his heartless father and even more disgusted with his character.

If he hadn't met Song Yunqing, he might never have wanted to get married.

"I can guarantee this. Even if we don't have children in this life, I will never take a concubine."

Anyway, there is no need to pass on his father's bad genes.

Continuing the family line... is a joke for someone like him who was driven out.

Aunt Qiu behind him was surprised and happy, and liked this cheap son-in-law even more.

She was forced into marriage by Song Changsong. Although the mistress was kind and never bullied them, they knew very well how sad she felt.

She would only be grateful if the eldest lady was willing to bring honor to her son Qing'er.

Song Jinshu glanced at him in surprise. Aren't people here most concerned about their children's success?

They then discussed the details of the engagement. According to Song Jinshu, the amount of the betrothal gift was not important, as long as the etiquette was in place.

But Cheng Ziqian was stubborn and determined to earn enough 20 taels of silver for Song Yunqing's betrothal gift.

This year, Song Yunqing turned 17 and Cheng Ziqian turned 18, which are just adults in modern times.

Furthermore, if a woman gives birth too early, her body will be easily damaged. If she gets married a year later, Song Yunqing will just be an adult.

Therefore, the two sides decided to get engaged in the early spring of next year and get married in June or July when it was warm.

Song Yunqing's fate was thus determined.

The cold winter is officially over, the weather is getting warmer, and it is April in the blink of an eye.

The people began to cultivate farmland, and the new year's farming was about to begin.

Song Jinshu gathered the village heads to discuss matters.

"I'm sure you all saw during last year's autumn harvest that the new rice variety had a high yield. This year, I intend to promote the planting of this rice variety throughout the county."

"Each of you villages should calculate how much rice seeds you need and then report it to me, and I will divide it up."

The village heads had already collected this information and one by one stated the quantity each village needed.

Lu Ruoyu wrote them down one by one, and still needed to consider how to distribute them later.

The villagers were not made to wait anxiously and the rice seeds allocated to each village were distributed.

Ranchu also brought experienced training teachers and students from the academy to the village to teach the villagers how to cultivate rice seedlings and the subsequent rice planting.

In short, with Ran Chu's help, Song Jinshu felt much more relaxed.

She usually just patrols around and lets professionals do professional things.

Sometimes she would be invited to supervise literary creation activities organized by the county school. Song Jinshu was happy to watch the fun and naturally agreed.

When Song Jinshu saw the county school students speaking eloquently, he covered his mouth with his hands in relief.

Compared with his performance in the previous examination for admission to Songyun Academy, it was like a rocket.

However, the county school instructor Hao Qiulan was not satisfied with this level. After returning, he discussed with the teachers how to improve the teaching quality.

One sunny day, Jingyang County welcomed a familiar and cute face.

When I saw Xiang An again, he was as cute as when I first met him.

Song Jinshu's eyebrows curved, and he said, "Master Xiang, long time no see! How come you have time to come here today?"

Xiang An nodded seriously, "Where are you going, Master Song?"

Song Jinshu was seen wearing a short tight-fitting suit, as if he was going to work in the fields.

"As you can see, I'm going to go down to the village and take a look. Do you want to go with me, sir?"

Xiang An's eyes lit up, that was exactly what he meant!

Then the villagers saw Song Jinshu running around the countryside with Xiang An, who had a cute face.

Although Xiang An is younger than him, he always talks to the villagers with a serious face.

The villagers thought that this was Song Jinshu's distant cousin, and told him everything they knew.

Song Jinshu brought Xiang An to the field where rice seedlings were cultivated at the entrance of the village.

When Xiang An saw that the rice seeds had already grown small sprouts, his eyes widened in shock.