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

Not far from the dock, the door of the cloth shop slowly opened. The workers who had been waiting outside for a long time couldn't help but complain: "Wu Lizheng, are you late today? We have been standing at the door for more than a minute."

While complaining, they handed their "work permits" to the doorman, and only after the doorman checked and nodded were they allowed to enter.

In addition to their names and work numbers, there is also a small portrait on the work permit.

The strokes of the portrait are simple but extremely vivid. With just a few strokes, the facial features of each person are outlined. The person who painted the portrait is Jin Zhanpeng, a teacher at Tongan County School.

Wu Lizheng was standing by the door, guarding it, and said with a curled lip, "It's dawn early today, you guys came early."

Not long after the workers entered, a carriage slowly drove over.

Wu Lizheng only used his peripheral vision to figure out whose carriage it was and wanted to leave immediately.

"Wu Lizheng!" Before the carriage even stopped, Wang Guangjin jumped off and quickly blocked his way, saying with a smile, "Why are you hiding from me?"

Wu Lizheng slowly retreated and moved towards the cloth workshop.

Wang Guangjin pressed on: "It's no use hiding from me. The shops in the counties are pressing us. I know there are still stocks in the warehouse. Please give some to the shops in the mansion first, just a little."

During these two months, Tong'an cloth shops and bookstores have moved out of Liuyang Prefecture and settled in other prefectures and counties.

Among them, there are eighteen cloth shops and twelve bookstores. To this day, each shop is in short supply and has to send people to the Tongan Chamber of Commerce every day to urge for delivery.

Wang Guangjin was under a lot of pressure and could only come to Buzhuang every day to harass Wu Lizheng, hoping that the other party would give in.

"No, no!" Wu Lizheng shook his head firmly, "Xiao Jin, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, but the Lord Zhubu has also spoken. Those are the stocks reserved for the Lord, and they cannot be touched. If you really want to come, don't come and pester me, go and bother the Lord Zhubu."

Wang Guangjin choked.

"He is..."

"It's hard to talk to him, isn't it?" Wu Lizheng said with a smile, "So it's useless for you to bother me every day. Only when he speaks up, I dare to do things according to the rules."

"......You can use idioms now." Thinking of Xu Yunyan, Wang Guangjin's whole body drooped. "Tell me, how can he be so sure that the Lord will personally open a cloth shop in Shangjing?"

Wu Lizheng scratched his head and said, "How should I know? Anyway, it won't work if you worry about the inventory in the shop. It's better to ask the chief clerk to recruit more workers. There is strength in numbers."

Wang Guangjin grumbled "hmm" and turned to leave.

Suddenly, Wu Lizheng called him, with cautious expectation in his eyes: "Xiao Jin, um...did the adult send a message back? Did he say...when she will be back..."

It has been more than two months since you left the county.

Many people don't say it, but they are already afraid in their hearts.

They were afraid that the emperor would not let them go, and they were also afraid that they would gradually forget Tongan County after returning to their hometown...

As time goes by, this emotion gradually becomes magnified, making people feel depressed.

Wang Guangjin silently shook his head and pursed his lips and said, "The Queen Mother's birthday has passed. The Master should be back soon. Don't let your imagination run wild."

After returning to the carriage, he began to think about the cloth shop business.

In fact, the productivity of the cloth shop was not low, but the people in various states were very enthusiastic, and there were even merchants from other regions who asked the people to help buy the cloth. As a result, the shop was in short supply every day.

In fact, there is still a large amount of stock in the cloth shop warehouse.

But after the master left, Xu Zhubu ordered the cloth shop and the printing shop to prepare sufficient stock and wait for the master's dispatch.

If we ask who is the most loyal supporter of the adults in Tongan County, Wang Guangjin would only dare to claim to be second.

The first one is the real tough guy and the stubborn one.

He sighed silently and was about to ask the driver to go back to the Chamber of Commerce when he heard a sudden noise at the dock.

When I lifted the curtain and looked, I saw several tall canal boats breaking through the water and slowly coming towards the dock with a huge momentum.

"Going to the capital on a grain ship?" Wang Guangjin's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Wu Lizheng.

Wu Lizheng used both hands to support himself and climbed onto the car, his voice filled with indescribable urgency: "It must be the master who is back. Hurry, hurry to the dock!"

The already bustling dock was suddenly even bustling with activity.

......

Tongan County Government Office.

Xu Zhubu had just come out of the cell and was wiping his fingers with a handkerchief when he was almost bumped into by Zhao Xiu who was running at full speed.

He moved aside, frowned, and looked at Zhao Xiu, who was sweating profusely. "What happened?"

"Sir, the grain ship!" Zhao Xiu's breath was confused, and his eyes were frighteningly bright. "The grain ship to Shangjing has returned to the dock! It just arrived!"

The action of wiping the paper was paused for a moment, and Xu Zhubu asked: "Have you seen the adults?"

Seeing his cold reaction, Zhao Xiu felt like he was poured with a bucket of cold water, "Although I didn't see it, everyone said that the master is back. Aren't you happy?"

"It's not that I'm unhappy." Xu Zhubu shook his head, "Your Excellency will not come back by boat, nor will he come back at this time. Your Excellency's visit to the capital this time and being able to return in the autumn is a sign that Your Majesty cares about the people of Tongan."

Zhao Xiu's joy faded a lot.

Although Xu Zhubu's words were unpleasant to the ear, he had never cheated anyone in the county government.

With the last glimmer of hope, Zhao Xiu struggled and said, "But the lady... was assassinated on the way to the capital. Maybe her ship broke down, so she came back on the canal."

Xu Zhubu looked at him without saying anything.

Zhao Xiu slowly lowered his head.

Ugh--

After the adults left, Xu Yunyan became even more difficult to communicate with.

"I still want to go and take a look." Zhao Xiu said, "Even if you are right, I have to go and confirm it myself. Even if it is not you who has returned, it is a grain ship from Shangjing, and it may bring news about you..."

Before he could finish his words, Xu Zhubu had already walked in front of him.

"When did I say I wouldn't watch it?"

......

They went to the dock on horseback. On the way, the horse under Zhao Xiu seemed to move for some reason and kept moving closer to Xu Zhubu's horse.

The two horses were fighting each other, you sniff me, I lick you. Xu Zhubu could no longer bear it and whipped Zhao Xiu's horse's butt.

The horse neighed and raised its hooves in place, but didn't move forward even a single step.

"......" Zhao Xiu felt embarrassed but also thought this was an opportunity. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Sir, did you find out who the spy was?"

A few days ago, a group of people came into the county.

Those people pretended to be foreign merchants and stayed at the Guanding Inn, asking Man Niang, the proprietress, for information from time to time.

Everything he said was pointing to Shen Zheng.

At first, Man Niang thought it was normal. After all, with so many merchants traveling back and forth in Tongan County, who wouldn’t be curious about their masters?

But as time went on, Man Niang felt something was wrong.

Because those people were very interested in the inn's accounts, she became more cautious and told Xu Zhubu about the strange behavior of this group of people.