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

When this statement came out, everyone was lost.

Being expelled from a clan and severing the relationship between father and son were very serious matters for people of this era.

It was obvious that Mr. Cheng was framed by his vicious stepmother and suffered this disaster innocently. The onlookers pointed fingers at Cheng Ping.

When Qian's true nature was revealed, Cheng Ping regretted it too late.

It was such an honor for the family that his own son passed the imperial examination. Why did he be so gullible and listen to Qian's advice and throw away such a good son?

Cheng Ping couldn't bear the pain in his heart, and tearfully begged Cheng Ziqian to forgive him. "Qian'er, it's Daddy's fault! Daddy listened to the slander of that vicious woman. Daddy begs you to come back! Let's start over in the family tree, and you will always be Daddy's good son."

Cheng Ziqian had already dodged when he knelt down. He felt it was ironic and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Crocodile tears do not deserve sympathy!

No matter how Cheng Ping pleaded, even the onlookers tried to persuade him to change his mind, Cheng Ziqian was determined to sign the letter of severance.

Some things, once you give up, can never be recovered.

Cheng Ping left in a daze, as if he had lost his parents.

At this point, Cheng Ziqian was cleared of his grievances and was able to go to Beijing to take part in the Spring Examination the next year.

In the evening, Song Jinshu hosted a banquet at the county magistrate's mansion. It was already dark, so Hao Qiulan and Cheng Ziqian had to stay for one night.

At the dinner table, Song Yunqing looked at Cheng Ziqian frequently. Cheng Ziqian knew that she was worried about him. After the meal, the two found an opportunity to chat for a few words and talked about the matter thoroughly.

The moon was bright in the sky, and Song and Hao sat opposite each other in the pavilion, drinking tea.

"I used to think tea was not tasty, but I didn't know when I finally discovered its flavor."

Song Jinshu took a sip of tea, the fragrance of the tea filled the air, and his restless mood seemed to subside.

Hearing this, Hao Qiulan smiled faintly and said, "Tasting tea is like savoring life. Only when you get older can you understand the various flavors of this tea."

"Jinshu, do you understand what I mean?" Hao Qiulan smiled secretly with her hands covering her lips.

Song Jinshu curled his lips and rolled his eyes, saying, "I'm still young."

"Hahaha...yes, yes, it's not even a few years away from thirty, but I have something I want to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

Hao Qiulan smiled awkwardly and said jokingly, "Your sisters are all grown up. In two years, Fu'er will be getting married. Don't you plan to find a partner too?"

"Even if you don't have children, it's good to have someone to talk to."

Just like her and her husband, free and easy, like free and easy clouds and wild cranes.

Song Jinshu lowered his eyes to think, then shook his head firmly: "No, the revolution hasn't succeeded yet, how can I be greedy for children's love?"

In fact, she was worried that she would lose all her rationality after falling in love and become the love-brained person she hated the most, and she could no longer live as heartless as she is now.

"Sacrifice your life?" Hao Qiulan was puzzled and said softly, "Even if you don't want to get married, you can always keep a man by your side to take care of your food, clothing and daily life!"

"You are already a third-rank official. Old men of your rank must have countless beautiful concubines."

Men can take concubines, and so can women!

Song Jinshu spat out the tea he had just sipped and looked at Hao Qiulan in disbelief.

This incident itself is not rare. What is rare is that Hao Qiulan seemed to be an honest person in the past, but she actually had such rebellious thoughts in her mind.

Does Master Xiao know about this?

Hao Qiulan took away the handkerchief that had been blocking the tea, glanced at the person opposite with disdain, and said angrily, "What a fuss! It's just that you don't go out much. In some small countries, wealthy women not only marry husbands and take in male favorites, but also have many concubines."

"So you should think about yourself..."

Song Jinshu had a numb face. Who said that the ancients were conservative?

In the end, Song Jinshu was helpless and just replied calmly: "I'm not that kind of person. Let's talk if you find someone you like!"

Who knew this opportunity would come so unexpectedly.

The provincial examination is approaching. It is only May now, and there are still three months before the autumn examination in August. Students discussing their studies can be seen everywhere in the city.

Song Jinshu took a casual stroll and saw that the students were in high spirits and seemed very confident about the provincial examination.

Now that she has become the prefect of Shun'an Prefecture, it is natural that she will preside over this provincial examination.

Before the exam, Song Jinshu needed to find a great scholar with a good reputation to prepare the test papers. In previous years, the governor of Liang County would select great scholars with both talent and reputation from Songjun Academy.

Song Jinshu was not familiar with the dean of Songjun Academy, and he did not know the details of this matter. After asking He Hongshan about the details of the provincial examinations in previous years, he carefully appointed two teachers from Songjun Academy to prepare the examination papers.

Two people were definitely not enough, so Song Jinshu approached Hao Qiulan and his wife.

Xiao Jianqing was a Jinshi graduate with extraordinary knowledge. He also achieved good results in the palace examination that year. The students who chose him all respected him.

Hao Qiulan has a quick and bold mind, and his ideas are novel and practical. He is also proficient in arithmetic.

Each of the four people has his or her own characteristics. Song Jinshu is very confident about this. Once the questions come out, they will definitely shock these students.

After a hot summer, the weather gradually turns cooler and a breeze blows, making people feel refreshed.

July comes quietly, and students rarely wander the streets. Everyone is studying hard at home, determined to pass the imperial examination one day.

The four people who were in charge of setting the examination papers were locked up in a small independent space early on to set the questions, and could not leave until the provincial examination was over.

As for the Jingyang County School, Hao Qiulan temporarily entrusted it to a teacher who had a good relationship with the county school to manage it.

Song Jinshu was eating a sweet watermelon and reading a storybook in the pavilion, looking relaxed and at ease, as if nothing had happened to him.

This was the scene Liu Jingmo saw when he came. He shook his head helplessly. It seemed that his eldest sister had some kind of magic. The busier others were, the more idle she was.

"Eldest sister, there's a big commotion outside, and you're still in the mood to eat watermelon!"

Song Jinshu glanced at Liu Jingmo lightly, but his hand did not stop flipping through the storybook.

"What happened again? Did the students start fighting again because of disagreements on how to solve a problem?"

These little things had happened so often during this period that she had become immune to them.

"No! Anyway, go out and take a look!" Liu Jingmo didn't know how to explain, so he could only urge her to get up.

"Jing Mo, what's the riddle you're playing?"

Song Jinshu finally followed his wishes and went with him to the front yard to take a closer look.

When we arrived at the front yard, we saw a room full of matchmakers dressed in red and green. They occasionally had friction with each other and disliked each other.

She looked at Liu Jingmo in surprise and questioned, "You recruited him? How come life is better than wanting to take a concubine?"

Liu Jingmo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that she had misunderstood. His eyes turned red with anxiety: "Eldest sister, what are you talking about? You can't let Bing'er know this, or she will definitely skin me alive!"

I don't know who came up with this bad idea, but Song Yunbing seemed like a different person. She used to be gentle as water, but now she has learned some skills to control her husband and beats and scolds him at every turn.

"Master Song is polite. I am here to propose marriage on behalf of the young master of the Feng family."

"I'm asking for marriage on behalf of Young Master Qin..."

"And the common people are..."