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

Shen Zheng had completely missed the mark in anticipation that one incident could lead to so many twists and turns.

But since she had encountered this injustice, she could no longer sit idly by.

Seeing that the situation outside was getting out of control, Shen Zheng looked up and said, "Hua Duo, please tell everyone in the meeting that I know what happened today. Let them continue with the sacrifice and bring the short-sleeved young man to see me."

Hua Duo got out of the car as ordered.

In the crowd, a man in the room was pulling Old Man Wei with one hand and a young man in shorts with the other, trying to squeeze out.

But the people had not seen enough of the excitement, and they rushed to that station like a human wall, making it impossible to get through.

"Make way." Hua Duo pushed forward and raised his hand to push away the crowd.

"Ouch!" The people felt a pain in their shoulders and were instantly defeated. "Girl, are there stones tied to your hands? It hurts when you push, please be gentle!"

Hua Duo continued to squeeze forward, and the words on his lips became: "Sorry, sorry."

But in just a moment, she squeezed out a gap and came to the front of the crowd.

"Guardian Hua!" Chang Yue'er's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he looked around, "But the master is here?"

Hua Duo nodded slightly, "Your Excellency already knows what happened today, you can just continue with the sacrifice."

With Shen Zheng's words, Chang Yue'er and Diwu Nazheng finally found their true backbone.

Just now, they had roughly guessed the ins and outs of the matter.

But in the final analysis, they were just commoners and had no right to investigate the village justice. Even if they wanted to seek justice for Old Man Wei, they had to consider the expressions of the officials present.

But now it’s different because they have a backer.

"I know what to do now."

Chang Yue'er turned around, knelt down, and said a few words to Diwu Nazheng. Diwu Nazheng breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, okay. I told you that the lady would never sit idly by."

Chang Yueer was slightly stunned. "Did you know that the master is coming?"

Diwu Nazheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I know a few carriages belonging to masters."

Even though the other party specially changed the one today, sorry, he had also seen this one once!

Chang Yueer laughed, "Then I'll push you onto the stage?"

Diwu Nazheng sat up straight and said to Hua Duo, "Guardian Hua, please stay a little longer."

As soon as he came on stage, he signaled Chang Yueer to beat the sacrificial drum.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The sound of the drums was powerful, spreading like water waves, attacking the crowd and shaking their hearts.

In an instant, the field was silent, with only the sound of drums echoing.

The court officials turned to look at the stage. When they saw Hua Duo, they were surprised: "That... is Lord Shen's personal guard? Lord Shen is here?"

They searched everywhere but couldn't find Shen Zheng.

On the altar, Chang Yueer took a few steps forward and stopped at the edge of the altar. "Everyone, please be quiet. I have something to say."

The people tilted their heads to look over, and he continued, "Today is the day for the opening ceremony of the relief center, and the reason why we, the Ring-carrying Society, were established is for the well-being of the people of our Great Zhou. Therefore, the Ring-carrying Society will help replant the crops that are still in the fenced fields. As for the dispute in Dongtao Village..."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Lizheng.

The man in the room stiffened his neck, pretending not to understand: "Sir, everything is fine in our village, there are no disputes. At most, it's just... that I didn't find Lao Wei and the others that day, and didn't explain the hunting clearly!"

The people were skeptical.

Chang Yueer smiled faintly: "We will know the truth after the court investigates."

Fang Lizheng's eyes widened as he charged at the clerk from the Ministry of Revenue. "Sir, sir, please make the decision for me! I've been the village head of Dongtao Village for several years, working diligently and without making any mistakes. You can't just listen to someone else's one-sided account. It's unfair, sir!"

If it were in the past, the clerk in the Ministry of Revenue would just wave his hand and hand the matter over to the people below to investigate.

But today is different.

It was Lord Shen's job to open the Ring Society. At this moment, Lord Shen's personal guards also arrived.

If they don't tighten the leather a little, Lord Shen will just say a few words to Minister Ji... No, Minister Ji doesn't even need to come forward, Minister Chen will be enough.

If Lord Shen said a few words to Minister Chen, they would probably lose their official hats.

After considering the pros and cons, one of the clerks from the Ministry of Revenue lowered his head and said sternly, "This concerns the people's livelihood, and our Ministry of Revenue will not be careless. We will investigate this matter with the Jingji Yamen, Lord Shen, and the Xianhuan Society. The people will seek justice. If there is no serious injustice, and your Dongtao Village can live and work in peace... we will seek a reward on your behalf."

The implication is that the stick and the date are both revealed, and whether you will be beaten with a stick or eat the sweet date depends entirely on how you acted before.

In the room, his legs felt weak and he murmured, "Why is there something about Lord Shen here..."

When the people heard what the clerk said, they clapped and cheered.

"Good! With Lord Shen here, no one will suffer any loss, and no one will be wrongly accused!"

Chang Yueer smiled and nodded: "Thank you all for your trust in the court and Lord Shen, and for your trust in the meeting. The sacrifice continues!"

Next to Old Man Wei, the young man with shorts finally felt relieved.

Old Man Wei's eyes were still red as he turned to ask him, "Hesheng, did we win? Will we not be bullied anymore?"

"Hmm..." He Sheng's voice was a little muffled. "Grandpa Wei, we won the bet. Let's go, let's go... I'll accompany you to move the bean plant."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked towards him and said, "Sir, are you free? My master wants to ask you something."

Looking at the large sword on the man's back, and considering the attitude of the members of the Ring Society towards him, He Sheng guessed, "Miss, may I ask... is this noble man Lord Shen?"

Huaduo glanced at him and nodded.

As the master said, this person is quite smart.

"I'll go with you." He Sheng turned around and said to the other young people, "You guys accompany grandpa to move the crops. I'll be back soon."

......

He Sheng never thought that there would be a day when he would sit face to face with an official appointed by the imperial court, and the other party was not an ordinary official.

The reason why he was called Hesheng was because he was floating upstream when he was picked up by his adoptive father.

The river was flowing fast, and the broken basin he was swaddling in was stuck between two pieces of dead wood, unable to turn over or move. Just like that, he was hooked onto the shore by the dead branch in his adoptive father's hand.

His adoptive father said that he was not destined to die, and he had said it countless times - I just couldn't understand it.

I can't understand why a baby boy with all his limbs intact would be so cruelly abandoned by his family and thrown into the river - it's so dangerous to swim upstream, if the basin is accidentally overturned, he would lose his life.

He himself couldn't figure it out.

Since you don't want him, why don't you just strangle him to death?

He was precocious, but he spent more than ten years in a daze. Until his adoptive father died, he still had not found the meaning of life.