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

Seeing that mean face again, Song Jinshu's mouth twitched. This guy is really weird.

It was really worth it for Cheng Ziqian to fall into her hands!

The mother and son in front of him were clinging to the railings and crying out for justice. The moment they saw Song Jinshu, they burst into tears.

"Your Excellency, I have done nothing wrong. Why are you arresting us?"

Song Jinshu rubbed his brow in annoyance, had the little boy brought in, pointed at him, and asked Qian: "You should be familiar with this kid, right?"

A trace of panic flashed across Qian's face. She lowered her head and dared not look directly at Song Jinshu. She denied it, "No, I don't know him!"

The next moment, the little boy burst into tears, howling: "Grandma! Daddy! I don't want to be the young master of the county magistrate's mansion anymore. I want to go home. They don't love me at all, wuwuwu..."

He has been hiding in the kitchen every day for the past two days, and he has to be careful not to be discovered and beaten out. He has really put a lot of effort into it.

I finally met Song Yunrong's elder sister today, but before I had time to develop feelings with her, they threw me to the Charity Foundation Association.

He wanted to be a young master, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, so why would he stay with those wild children without parents?

Song Jinshu looked at the two people in the cell with a sullen face: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Seeing that the situation was ruined, Qian collapsed to the ground helplessly. Qian Liang hid behind Qian and dared not show his head.

Finally, Qian glanced at the little boy's tender face, a gleam of light flashed across her face, and she hurriedly explained.

"Please forgive me, sir. We did not mean to deceive you. But we saw that you were getting older and had no children. We were worried that you would have no children to see you off in your later years, so we gave my little grandson to you to raise."

"He's a boy. You can keep him in your name. When he grows up, find him a wife and he'll give birth to a big, fat boy. Then you can enjoy happiness in the future."

Listening to Qian's twisted logic, Song Jinshu felt tired. She had the guts to plot against her, not knowing whether she was living or dead.

Now she is no longer a small county magistrate who has just entered the officialdom, but the governor of a prefecture. If she wants to completely solve the problem of a person, she has plenty of ways to do it.

"Since you still don't repent, you will stay in prison for the rest of your life!"

"As for your grandson, considering that he was young and ignorant and was deceived by you, I will spare him and let him be raised in the charity home until he is sixteen years old. That will be considered merciful."

She would arrange jobs for the children in the charity hall after they learned a skill.

But Qian really angered her, and she was considered to have a conscience by not letting her grandson fend for himself.

She didn't want to give any more.

Unwilling to continue listening to Qian's confession, Song Jinshu turned around and left the dungeon.

On the way back, she was thinking, could it be that because she couldn't get married and have children, these people would be obsessed with these little things in her hands?

Are you trying to eat her up and wipe her out every day?

She could tolerate it once or twice, but if it happened more than once, it would be annoying.

Maybe she could indeed adopt a lovely child, just to keep her company and entertain herself?

Song Jinshu shook her head vigorously. Forget about the child. She hadn't had enough of her good life yet.

When they returned to the county magistrate's mansion, the birthday banquet was still going on, and Song Jinshu accompanied everyone to listen to a play.

Suddenly, the housekeeper came over and approached Song Jinshu: "Sir, someone is coming from Kyoto."

Song Jinshu stood up, feeling hopeful. Could it be that he was back?

Calculating that the day had indeed arrived, Song Jinshu raised the corners of his mouth and quietly left the banquet.

In the front hall.

A man in a moon-white brocade robe with fluttering sleeves, standing tall and straight like a pine tree, with black hair half draped over his shoulders, was standing with his back to her.

Song Jinshu suddenly felt a little hesitant to come forward. They hadn't seen each other for almost two years, and he didn't know how to ease the awkwardness later.

Just as she was trying to cheer herself up, someone suddenly patted her right shoulder and Song Jinshu dodged in fright.

At the same time, a rough voice sounded: "Girl!"

Song Jinshu took a closer look and found that it was his adopted elder brother, and his surprise instantly doubled.

"Brother! Why are you here? Why didn't you tell me in advance? I would have sent someone to greet you!"

Huo Fang laughed heartily and said boldly, "There's no need for formalities between you and me. I'm going back to my younger sister's house, and telling her in advance would make me seem like an outsider."

"But why are you standing outside? I called you twice and you didn't answer me."

Song Jinshu looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, but a voice as gentle as jade came to her rescue.

"General Huo, didn't you say you brought a gift for Jinshu?"

Lu Ruoyu smiled faintly and slowly approached Song Jinshu, her eyes moving and particularly beautiful: "It's been a long time since we last met. Jinshu, you look at me like this, maybe you don't recognize me?"

"How...how could that be? I'd recognize you even if you turned into ash!" Song Jinshu suddenly realized he didn't know what he was saying, and quickly said, "Ruoyu is even more graceful than before!"

"Oh?" Lu Ruoyu raised an eyebrow and coaxed softly: "Compared to your blue-faced confidant, who is more handsome?"

He had been brooding over this matter. When he received the letter, he thought someone had deceived her while he was away.

Although I later discovered that there was no such confidant, I still felt sad.

He was the first man to stand by her side and also her most capable subordinate.

Song Jinshu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant. When did she have a male confidant?

And why does the tone sound like she cheated on him?

Seeing that she was frightened, Lu Ruoyu curved her eyebrows and said softly: "I was joking."

Huo Fang scratched his own brain and interrupted, "Sister, why is the mansion so lively today? Is there any happy event in the mansion?"

After hearing what Song Jinshu said, he explained the reason for the incident. The two looked at each other in embarrassment.

They came back in a hurry and did not prepare any birthday gifts. They came empty-handed for fear of being laughed at.

Song Jinshu noticed their embarrassment and said with a smile, "You are my brothers, and naturally Fu'er's brothers too. It doesn't matter if it's polite or not when your brother comes back, as long as he's there."

The two of them were not stubborn and chose a few specialties from the ones they brought back for Song Jinshu and gave them to Song Yunfu as birthday gifts.

"You just arrived in the city, so you probably haven't eaten yet! Why don't you come with me to the pavilion for dinner?"

Recently, Song Yunfu invited the restaurant's chef to cook for her at home. After taking a few bites, she felt the food was really good.

Lu Ruoyu and Huo Fang did not refuse. They were indeed hungry because they were in a hurry to get home.

As they walked into the backyard, they met guests who were entering the mansion for a banquet. Song Jinshu and the other two nodded politely and left.

I didn’t know that the people behind me were already furious.

"Could that man in the moon-white robe be the confidant of Mr. Song, the beautiful lady hidden in his golden house?"

"But the other one is a little older, but he's so manly! If it were me, I would probably choose him too."

"I prefer the one in white. He looks gentle, considerate and caring."

The three people who had already returned to the pavilion had no idea that they had suddenly become the protagonists of today's discussion.

The two looked at the fruit all over the yard, both a little surprised. Huo Fang pointed at the strawberries and asked, "I know the others are watermelons and grapes, but what is this?"

"It looks like a foreign ruby. Can I eat it?"