Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

If someone from another county had done something wrong, it might be possible, but they are all our own people, how could it be possible?

Moreover, this is the disaster relief grain donated by the adults in the name of the entire county.

Huang Hu and his gang were all natives of Tongan County. They had elderly parents and young children to support. What reason did they have to harm the county and the adults?

The rice in Nanba Village was weighed by Huang Hu!

Residents from the surrounding counties came up one after another and stood between the driver and Huang Hu and his companions.

The people of Tongan County are so united.

The driver was shocked by the county residents' protective attitude and quickly explained:

"My fellow villagers, I have no ill intentions. I just saw those brothers stuffing things into the mouths of the sacks... You also know that this grain will be taken over together with the grain of the entire Liuyang Prefecture, so..."

As he explained, he found that he himself was a little confused.

But there was nothing wrong with his behavior. It was their duty to carefully check the delivered food.

Although the people of Tongan County trusted their neighbors, they were not unreasonable people. They realized that their behavior was somewhat like that of a "local tyrant" and quickly waved their hands and said:

"Brother, we were a little aggressive, but the people in our county have watched each other grow up, so we trust each other. But don't worry, we will never let them release anything that shouldn't be released!"

"That's right, Huzi, what did you guys put in there? Take it out and show it to everyone! If it's good, no one will blame you!"

Huang Hu and the others who were named looked at each other and couldn't help but squeeze the things in their hands.

Asking them to show everyone what they have in their hands always makes me feel like I've been stripped naked, and I feel a little embarrassed...

"What's going on?"

Shen Zheng and Yu Zhengqing saw the noise here, which delayed the progress a little, and walked over together.

When the county residents saw her coming, they all explained, "Sir, Hu Zi and his men from Nanba Village were putting something into a sack, and the driver saw them. So we asked Hu Zi to take the things out for everyone to see."

"Yes, sir, but we think it is definitely not something bad. It's just that the relief grain was shipped out in your name, so we just want to take a look and feel relieved."

Put something?

Shen Zheng and Yu Zhengqing were both a little confused and looked at Huang Hu's hand.

"I remember you. It was you who carried the scale when Nanba Village was weighed that day." Shen Zheng said to Huang Hu.

Huang Hu didn't expect that a small figure like him could be remembered by Shen Zheng. He happily handed over the thing in his hand.

He said a little embarrassedly: "Sir, it's nothing... It's just a little gift from me, but I didn't expect that you guys saw it..."

He lowered his head after he finished speaking.

It’s said to be a little token of my appreciation, but in fact it’s just a little bit, nothing more.

And the point is not the intention, but the things that wrap the "intention"...

Mind!

The residents of the county looked at each other, and saw shock in each other's eyes.

What else can be called a token of affection?

Huang Hu and his men actually did good things behind their backs! Not only did they not bring them along, they even outdid them!

The coachman was also a little stunned when he heard this.

He thought of several possibilities, but he still didn't expect that someone in Tongan County would stuff money into the relief grain bags?!

This is too...

Everyone turned their eyes to the cloth bag in Shen Zheng's hand.

Under their expectant gazes, Shen Zheng slowly opened the cloth bag in her hand.

"Ding Dong——"

The cloth bag opened, and five copper coins fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The crowd fell into silence for a moment.

"Just five, no more?" asked a county resident.

He regretted what he said and slapped his mouth.

What do you mean by just five coins? He is really crazy recently. He hasn’t even sold the rice seeds yet, but he already feels that five coins are too little! It can only buy half a pound of rice! He is really too excited!

Besides, it's a thoughtful gesture. His mouth works faster than his brain!

This is good, Hu Zi and his friends are all embarrassed! Because in the cloth bags of the other people, there are five copper coins!

Someone scolded him: "If you can't talk, just shut your mouth. Whatever money you give is just a token of your appreciation. If you think it's too little, just put in two pieces of silver!"

"That's right, Huzi, you guys are awesome! I have two copper coins here, come on, put them in together!"

"I'll put two in too! We all have silver coins on us, so if we put one or two in, there will be plenty!"

The county citizen who had just been scolded blushed and silently took out six copper coins.

He has one more than Huzi, it’s because he said the wrong thing.

Thanks to the actions of county residents, the "cloth bag inspection" session was turned into a donation site.

"Wait a moment!" Shen Zheng stopped everyone.

The county residents seemed to have pressed the pause button. They stopped what they were doing and looked at her with the same expression on their faces: Donating money, what for?

Shen Zheng looked at their expressions and couldn't help but chuckle, "I just realized that the intentions of Hu Zi and his friends are more than just five copper coins."

She raised the cloth bag in her hand, and everyone saw that there were black spots on the bag, as if there were words written on it.

But they can’t read?

And Huzi! Huzi could only read a few simple characters, so how could he write a long piece of writing on linen?

The county residents were confused and looked at Hu Zi blankly, "Hu Zi, what did you write?"

This question made Hu Zi even more embarrassed. He sucked his lips for a long time but couldn't make any conclusion.

Yu Zhengqing took the sackcloth directly from Shen Zheng's hand, read it roughly, and said with a smile: "Shall I read it to you?"

"Okay! Sir, please read it to us!"

The driver was shocked again.

The prefect personally read a letter to the people of Tongan County?! What on earth is wrong with this world?

Yu Zhengqing cleared his throat and held the sackcloth flat in front of his chest with both hands.

The words above were written with a charcoal pencil. It is called a pencil, but in fact it is just fine wood that has been burned black and shaken dry, and the words are written with the charcoal ash.

So Yu Zhengqing shook his hands, and black charcoal residue fell down.

Hu Zi covered his face and said: How embarrassing.

Yu Zhengqing started to read: "Hello, fellow farmers from the east... uh, I am... um, a farmer from Tongan County, Liuyang Prefecture, Huang Hu..."

Yu Zhengqing recited it haltingly.

Hu Zi had never learned to write, so he didn't know the stroke order or the size of the radicals, and the characters he wrote were just pieced together stroke by stroke and were of varying sizes.

He would write the characters he knew how to write big and neat, but when there was a part of a character he didn't know how to write, he would just draw a black dot at that place, and the readers had to guess.

Yu Zhengqing felt that reading Huang Hu's "letter" made him more annoyed than reading official documents.

This beginning made everyone suddenly realize.

It turns out that this kid Hu Zi was greeting the disaster victims in the east!

Their first thought at this time was: The autumn harvest is over, and Huang Hu is free!