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

"To overturn the verdict of our ancestors?"

Xiao Ren looked confused, and seeing this, Yuan Guannan hurriedly told him about his family's experience.

Lu Ruoyu had written to him about the Yuan family's affairs before, and after Yuan Guannan reminded him, he also remembered this matter.

He frowned slightly at the moment. He had already ordered an investigation into the Yuan family's affairs, but because the evidence was destroyed, he was unable to find out the truth of that year.

However, this did not prevent him from giving dignity to his beloved minister.

"My dear Yuan, I know that your family is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and would certainly not commit acts of treason. Now that you have used your talents to create a weapon as powerful as the cannon, you have become a great contributor to our dynasty."

"Even if you want to be made a marquis or a prime minister, you can't do that. The Yuan family's affairs were originally framed by thieves. I will naturally announce it to the world and make the Yuan family a place of honor for you."

Yuan Guannan burst into tears and immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty! I do not wish to be a noble nor a prime minister. I just want to quietly pass on the craftsmanship of my Yuan family."

"In the future, we will create more weapons and serve our country!"

Xiao Ren was deeply touched and personally helped the man up, his face full of relief.

Fortunately, such a good minister was not lost in the mountains, otherwise how would he have the face to see his ancestors a hundred years later?

It would take Song Jinshu's keen eye to get such a talent.

Xiao Ren once again fixed his gaze on the only woman present. "Lord Song, I owe you a great deal. I promise you one thing."

The emperor's promise is as precious as gold. Song Jinshu was in high spirits and immediately bowed to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

However, these are far from enough to express Xiao Ren's importance.

"My dear Lord Song, do you want to be a marquis or a prime minister? Or what other official position do you fancy? I will do whatever you want!"

As long as his beloved Song doesn't go to other countries, she can be his sister even if she wants to!

Song Jinshu was silent and thoughtful for a moment, then suddenly frowned and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I have a question for you."

"Um... If I became the prime minister, would I have to wake up very early every day to attend the morning court? Approximately what time would it be? Would I have weekends off? Would I have holidays off?"

"Hmm?" Xiao Ren's face was full of question marks. Although he didn't quite understand what was said, he answered them one by one.

"The Prime Minister, who manages all officials, naturally has to attend the morning court every day, and the time for attending court is usually at the hour of Mao."

"As for what's shameful... what's fake, I don't know."

Song Jinshu curled his lips. Isn't Mao time five in the morning?

Waking her up at this hour was like killing her.

At the moment, she doesn't care whether it's a weekend off or not, and she doesn't want to be the prime minister even if she doesn't get holidays off!

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. You should leave it to someone else, Prime Minister. I still prefer the mountains and the countryside."

She didn't know how good it was to be the boss in a corner. She could do the work when she wanted to, and leave the work to her subordinates when she didn't want to.

I can sleep until I wake up naturally every day, get paid, and have status and power. Isn't this better than working the most tiring job in Kyoto but getting no reward?

Xiao Renben thought that Song Jinshu was willing to go to Beijing with him, but he didn't expect that the other party directly refused.

No, is the prime minister so worthless now?

Why didn't any of them want to do it? He thought he was still very friendly to the officials.

Lu Ruoyu listened for a while, and wanted to laugh when she heard the reason why Song Jinshu refused to be the prime minister.

There are countless people in this world who will never reach the position of prime minister in their entire lives.

But Jinshu is only over 20 years old, and at this age he can become the prime minister if he can do it.

She declined the emperor's invitation just because she thought she had to attend the morning court. If the officials in Kyoto knew about this, they would surely be so angry that they would beat their chests and stamp their feet.

For the first time, Xiao Ren felt frustrated in his attempt to promote talent, and he couldn't help but reflect on whether he was too harsh on officials.

Otherwise, why would Song Jinshu and Yuan Guannan not even consider it and directly reject him?

The matter has come to an end for the time being.

The group returned to the provincial capital, and Xiao Ren was destined to have a sleepless night.

The next day, Song Jinshu deliberately got up earlier than usual.

After all, the big boss is here, and we can’t leave a bad impression on him.

Xiao Ren was walking on the street in casual clothes, curious about everything he saw, perfectly interpreting the real-life version of "100,000 Whys".

At first, Song Jinshu answered and explained very patiently, but later she spoke as little as possible, or even said nothing if she could avoid it.

Her legs were almost broken from walking for several days.

Later, he accompanied Xiao Ren to inspect the county town under his jurisdiction, and visited the Runfeng River, clothing workshops, hot spring villas and the highway under construction.

Walking on the brand new road, Xiao Ren's jaw dropped. He had never walked on such a straight and well-maintained road.

"Lord Song, how did you come up with the idea of ​​straightening the road? And was this cave also blasted with artillery? Why do I feel..."

Song Jinshu raised an awkward but polite smile, the light in his eyes had long gone out.

She really didn't expect that Xiao Ren was a potential chatterbox. God knows she drank water several times more than usual in the past few days.

Another ten days passed, and it had been more than half a month since Xiao Ren arrived in Shun'an Prefecture.

The urging from Kyoto became even stronger. Lu Ruoyu was so annoyed that she simply delivered the letter from Kyoto to Xiao Ren.

"How long will Your Majesty stay here? If you don't go back soon, I'm afraid the capital will be in chaos."

Xiao Ren smiled awkwardly. He didn't expect that he would stay for so long, and he even felt reluctant to leave.

He could also understand why his sworn brother and General Huo were unwilling to return to Kyoto.

Everything here is indeed rare, and his beloved Song has brought him so many surprises.

"Don't worry, brother. I didn't say I wouldn't go back."

Lu Ruoyu raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "When does the emperor plan to return to the capital?"

"The day after tomorrow... No, I'll be back tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Lu Ruoyu breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he didn't like the other party being here, but Kyoto really couldn't do without Xiao Ren.

When Song Jinshu learned that Xiao Ren was going back to Beijing, he immediately asked people to prepare several large carts of local specialties and Xiao Ren's favorite snacks.

The seeds of the remaining strawberries, watermelons and grapes were also taken along.

Fruits cannot be kept for too long or they will go bad.

Give him the seeds back so he can plant them next year and eat fresh ones.

On the day he returned to Beijing, Xiao Ren burst into tears and was reluctant to say goodbye to everyone.

He walked with a heroic and proud manner, carrying cannons and leaving with the Yuan family.

Song Jinshu was so tired that he slumped in his chair. It was too tiring to smile for his leader.

……

Since Xiao Ren left, life has returned to normal.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the county magistrate's office held another wedding banquet. As usual, Song Jinshu gave Song Yunyu a silver note of 10,000 taels as a deposit.

Then he followed the procedure and blocked the door, and successfully picked up the bride with the help of A Biao's money offensive. Song Jinshu stood in the distance and watched silently as his sister was taken away by the "yellow-haired man".

After Song Yunyu got married, there were fewer girls in the county magistrate's mansion. Currently, there were Song Yunfu and Song Yunjie, both only seventeen years old, and Song Yunrong, who was ten years old.

Song Yunjie had already helped to find suitable husbands for the two older ones. However, the children were introverted and easily shy, so Song Jinshu could only arrange marriages for them.