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

These words made people feel heavy, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood.

This is exactly the case. When Yuan Guanbei was moved, he pulled the wound on his body, and the wound that had already healed opened again.

This unexpected change also allowed Song Jinshu to walk out of the story.

She looked at Yuan Guanbei with a complicated expression. If it was true, the annihilation of the Yuan family was indeed a tragic disaster.

But she didn't know what the truth was. Who knew whether the Yuan family really did not participate in the rebellion?

"This matter is of great importance. I need to investigate it. If what you said is true, I will plead with the emperor on your behalf. If you are lying to me, you should understand." Song Jinshu glanced at him indifferently.

Yuan Guanbei seemed to be oblivious to the pain. He gritted his teeth and pleaded, "Sir Song, every word I say is true. If even one word is false, my entire family will suffer a tragic death. However, back then, some of the Yuan family members died or fled, and the late emperor firmly believed that my family was plotting a rebellion. Your Majesty may not believe me!"

The most important thing was that the incident was urgent at the time and they had no evidence to clear themselves. If they had, they would have gone to Kyoto to appeal long ago.

Song Jinshu rubbed his brows. It was indeed difficult without evidence, but as long as something happened, there would always be clues.

Suddenly she remembered something and asked calmly, "Do you have the design drawings for the three-bow crossbow?"

A guilty look flashed across Yuan Guanbei's face. Seeing this, Song Jinshu sneered, "Don't lie to me. If you really have this thing in your hands, it will only increase the protection of your family's lives."

Talent is always scarce. If a country wants to develop, it will certainly not give up any opportunity to increase its national strength.

"Yes!" Yuan Guanbei no longer hesitated and nodded firmly. He paused for a few seconds, then explained softly, "It's just that we don't have the design drawings from back then. However, my brother once participated in the design of the three-bow crossbow, so he can definitely draw it!"

The blueprints for the boss were originally on his father's body. After they escaped, they were burned in front of him by Yuan Guannan.

If this thing appeared, the royal family would definitely guess that they were not dead, and they would then be involved in the court struggle again.

Unexpectedly, my brother's unintentional action would save their family's lives.

After leaving the dungeon, Song Jinshu did not go directly to find Yuan Guannan.

It was getting late and he was seriously injured. Let's wait until he recovers.

After all, the golden elixir is very precious and must not be wasted.

I just hope Yuan Guannan recovers soon and returns her merit points.

At the same time, Song Jinshu asked Manager Wu to deliver a letter to Lu Ruoyu, informing her about the Yuan family.

She knew that she had a simple mind and did not dare to make decisions on her own regarding these complicated issues, especially those related to the royal family.

Compared with the emperor whom she had never met, and her elder brother and godfather who were far away in Kyoto, she naturally trusted Lu Ruoyu, with whom she was with every day.

In Beizhou City, half a month had passed since the letter from Jingyang County was received.

Seeing the familiar handwriting on the envelope, Lu Ruoyu smiled and was in a very good mood.

Huo Fang was arranging his troops up there. Seeing his silly smile, he walked forward in confusion.

"Huh? A letter from my little sister? Let me see!"

Huo Fang went to grab it, but was pushed away by Lu Ruoyu halfway. She said unhappily, "Didn't you see that the signature was mine?"

Huo Fang smiled awkwardly. He really hadn't noticed this just now. He asked the messenger again, but when he saw that there was no letter from him, he walked away feeling a little disappointed.

Then he felt relieved. His coming to Beizhou was a secret, and his younger sister definitely didn't know about it.

Here, Lu Ruoyu read the letter word by word, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, and finally sighing.

This time she was acting too risky. If those people were vicious bandits who would start a fight without saying a word, and she was standing in the front, what if she got hurt?

As for the Yuan family's affairs, he just frowned slightly, wrote a reply, and bluntly said that he would handle the matter.

Soon two letters were sent from Beizhou City, one thick one to Jingyang County and one thin one to Kyoto City.

At this moment, the court in Kyoto was covered with dark clouds and the atmosphere was frighteningly gloomy.

All the ministers have been living in fear. Ever since the virtuous king and the eldest princess conspired to rebel, they have been suffering terribly.

The emperor sent a large number of troops to search every household, and found a lot of gold and silver from many families, far exceeding the salary and family income.

For this purpose, Xiao Ren filled the national treasury with all the money, and anyone who resisted was exiled after their property was confiscated. The charge for exile was corruption, but they had no way to refute it because it was all true!

Xiao Ren, sitting on the dragon throne, was beaming with joy. With the successive victories in Beizhou City, he had filled the national treasury. It was a win-win situation!

Even the old men who usually looked unpleasant to me became friendly and amiable.

He even found his daily meals quite appetizing.

Tutor Zhou looked around and saw that no one had submitted a memorial, so he walked to the middle with his carefully designed memorial.

"Your Majesty! I have something to report!"

Upon seeing this, Eunuch Yang immediately stepped down from the stage and took the memorial, insisting that there was nothing wrong with it before presenting it to Xiao Ren.

The following Tutor Zhou has already started his performance. He first flatters the emperor, then praises the war in Beizhou, and finally gets to the point and talks about Shun'an Prefecture.

"The governor of Liang County has been imprisoned by the emperor. Shun'an Prefecture is now leaderless. If there is no one to govern it for a long time, I am afraid there will be chaos. I hope the emperor will send someone to take charge."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the ministers looked at Grand Tutor Zhou. If it were in the past, they would not have wanted to be sent out at all, let alone to such a remote Shun'an Prefecture.

However, Shunan Prefecture suddenly became a good place for expatriates because of the sudden wealth of Jingyang County.

If they go, they can get credit for free. Who wouldn't be excited?

Xiao Ren naturally saw the expressions of the ministers below and couldn't help but snort in his heart.

Do these old guys who want to get something for nothing deserve it?

Regardless of what you think in your heart, you still have to do the surface work.

"Does Lord Zhou have a suitable candidate?"

Tutor Zhou: Of course!

"Your Majesty, I do have a suitable candidate. I'm sure Your Majesty still remembers him. He is Song Jinshu, the magistrate of Jingyang County, who discovered cotton, made cotton clothes and quilts, and cultivated high-yield potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, and other crops!"

After this was said, some people were not happy.

"Grand Tutor Zhou is wrong. Although County Magistrate Song did discover these things, she is still inexperienced and only a Juren. How can she be in charge of a city?"

Upon hearing this, Grand Tutor Zhou glared at the official who had spoken: "You are a Jinshi, but you have served in the court for many years. What practical work have you done?"

"Have you ensured that the people have enough food and clothing? Do you know how to dig canals to divert water? When the plague hit Dafang County, did you provide disaster relief?"

A few questions instantly silenced the official who had just spoken.

He really has none of that, but even if he has no merit, he has worked hard!

However, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he would not dare to say this and humiliate himself.

Tutor Zhou had a smug look on his face, and the officials present were all shocked.

They don't have it, do you have it?