Before being exiled, the medical concubine emptied the palace and married the male lead and his uncl

Chapter 105
Old Master Fang's expression was not good: "It seems a bit unfair to treat Xiao Ningning like this."

Mrs. Fang snorted coldly: "Fair? If she was a decent girl, she wouldn't have such a thing happen to my son before marriage."

She snorted coldly, and then said: "If it weren't for the fact that she has our grandson in her belly, she would never even think about stepping into the Fang family's door in this life."

The next morning, Song Qingyou and Xiao Yishu met and went to work in the fields early together.

The corn seedlings have sprouted and grown leaves. It does not rain all year round in Kushui County, so the corn can only be grown in a moist greenhouse.

Xiao Yishu took a look, only the two of them arrived early, the others hadn't arrived yet, carrying buckets to fetch water.

Song Qingyou trotted after him, and the two of them were talking and laughing.

After the two of them poured water, the others arrived late.

Ever since Xiao Ningning married into Fang's family, Tang Yulian felt elated, and told everyone that her daughter found a good family.

After listening for a few days, Song Qingyou's ears were almost callused, showing an impatient expression.

Tang Yulian saw the expression on her face, and she said in a strange tone: "My daughter is not like some people who only know how to take credit in front of the county magistrate all day long, and don't care about other people's feelings at all."

Song Qingyou stopped what he was doing, stood up, looked at her with a smile, and asked, "What did you say?"

Tang Yulian was inexplicably guilty, blinked and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows and said, "Of course it has something to do with it. For example, on the day Xiao Ningning got married, you added something to your clothes."

Tang Yulian's face turned pale, and she immediately realized something: "Song Qingyou, you knew from the beginning..." She stopped suddenly as she spoke.

Going on, everyone here knows what she and Xiao Ningning did.

She gritted her teeth and said, "You wait for me."

Song Qingyou blinked, who is afraid of whom?

She quietly stretched her feet to Tang Yulian's feet. She lost her balance and fell to the ground, with her feet in the air.

The people around hurried over to help her: "You are so old, if something bad happens to you, what will happen?"

"That's right, this place is uneven, don't you know how to walk with your head down?"

Song Qingyou stood where she was, without any intention of coming over to help. She looked provocatively at Tang Yulian who was thrown all over the place.

Tang Yulian got up and rushed towards Song Qingyou's direction: "You vicious woman, I must teach you a lesson today!"

Song Qingyou didn't show any weakness, and raised her hand to slap her hard on the face.

Before Tang Yulian could react, she was slapped on the face.

"What a rebellion! I am Fang Cheng's mother-in-law!" Tang Yulian jumped to her feet and reached out to pull Song Qingyou's hair.

Song Qingyou took a step back, wasted no time, staggered, and almost fell again and again.

"You're getting old, so take it easy." Song Qingyou smiled contemptuously.

Tang Yulian's nerves seemed to be stimulated, she insisted on beating up Song Qingyou today.

Seeing this situation, the people around hurried up to hold her back.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

"Everyone stop! What are you doing!" the magistrate roared angrily, and everyone stopped what they were doing.

Tang Yulian was in a mess, unkempt, and sat on the ground crying: "Master County, you must make the decision for me!"

She pointed at Song Qingyou who was beside her and said, "Relying on your prestige, she bullied me, an old woman, here."

Song Qingyou blinked, and said, "Please be clear, it was Tang Yulian who provoked it first, and everyone here can testify."

"That's enough! I'm not here to break up such trivial matters for you." The county magistrate said angrily.

"Song Qingyou, come with me."

Song Qingyou followed in the footsteps of the magistrate, and the two came to a corner. The master wanted to follow, but was stared at by the magistrate, so he had to retract his head and show the door to the two.

The magistrate stroked his beard, sighed heavily, and said, "Miss Song, you are now a hero of our Kushui County."

Song Qingyou smiled slightly: "You are serious, Kushui County is still under your leadership, and it is getting better and better."

The county magistrate was elated by this flattery.

He said: "In a few days, I will go to Beijing to meet the saint and report on the situation in Kushui County in recent years."

The county magistrate frowned into a deep gully, and said: "You also know that Kushui County has been suffering from a lack of harvest in the past few years, and the people have been displaced. The imperial court has always paid close attention to our Kushui County."

Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows slightly. She probably knew the reason why the county magistrate was looking for her.

The county magistrate continued to speak: "This time I am going to Beijing, I need to report to the superiors about the situation in Kushui County. The most important thing here is the food issue."

"So I want to ask Miss Song, when can we grow this food? So I can have an explanation with the court."

Song Qingyou raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said calmly: "The county magistrate, the matter of growing crops depends on God's will. I can't pluck the seedlings to encourage them to grow, so don't be impatient."

The county magistrate sighed again. He wanted to write down some achievements on the memorial and report it to the court.

Song Qingyou saw through his thoughts and said: "As long as you write down the current changes in Kushui County truthfully, I believe the court will see your intentions."

The magistrate frowned and said, "That's the only way to go."

He pondered for a moment and then continued: "This time I go to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit, Kushui County will be left to you and the master to take care of it. The master will be responsible for all the affairs of the yamen, and you will be responsible for growing the food, even if the sky falls. It’s not as important as your food.”

Song Qingyou nodded and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. County Master, for the tip. I'll take note of it."

The county magistrate looked at Song Qingyou worriedly. For some reason, he was inexplicably flustered when he came to Beijing to face the saint.

The court has not paid attention to who the county magistrate of Kushui County is for many years, so why go to such trouble to meet a small official?
The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, he always felt that his black hat had already been brought to an end.

"Master, please come in." The county magistrate shouted.

The master looked respectful and walked into the room: "Master County, what else do you have to explain?"

"These days when I'm not here, you and Miss Song are optimistic about Kushui County." The county magistrate said.

"Ah? How long did it take you to come back after you left?" The master said with a sad face, "This Kushui County can't live without you."

Song Qingyou twitched the corners of her mouth. The master flattered her, but she really paled in comparison.

With that sincere expression, she had to believe that Kushui County really couldn't do without the county magistrate.

Sure enough, the county magistrate was in a good mood, and said: "It's just a normal report to the court, at least one month, at most three months."

(End of this chapter)