All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

"I would like to impeach Lord Wang, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, for corruption, bribery, and selling official positions and titles."

Lin Ruan's clear voice echoed in the Golden Palace. She was wearing the official uniform of a fifth-rank imperial censor, and the green jade belt around her waist shone with a cool light in the morning light.

The entire court fell silent in an instant, with dozens of eyes cast towards the young censor.

Lord Wang, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, who was standing in the queue of civil servants, turned pale instantly, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead, and his legs under his official robe trembled uncontrollably.

"Lin Junran, do you have any evidence?" Lord Wang forced himself to remain calm, his voice trembling. "I have served as an official for twenty years with a clean record. How can I allow you to slander me with your bare mouth?"

Lin Ruan calmly turned to the emperor on the dragon throne, bowing as the veils on both sides of his official hat swayed gently. "Your Majesty, I have been secretly investigating Lord Wang for many days. There is a house in Qingyi Lane where she keeps singing girls she bought from Jiangnan. I have confirmed that his accounts are hidden in the small courtyard she bought in Qingyi Lane to keep her concubines."

She paused, then turned to look at the ashen-faced Lord Wang, a meaningful smile playing on her lips. "I have to thank Lord Wang. I originally only wanted to impeach you for keeping a concubine, but I didn't expect you to hand me even greater evidence."

"You, you are slandering me!" Lord Wang's voice had changed.

Lin Ruan blinked innocently and said, "As the Imperial Censor appointed by His Majesty, how could I possibly wrongly accuse someone?"

"Your Majesty, this is a clue provided by the servants of the palace. It is said that Lord Wang is extremely filial and visits the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors every few days. I suspect that the stolen money must be in the ancestral hall of the palace. Your Majesty, please investigate thoroughly!"

Upon hearing this, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel's legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground, and he could only shout out his injustice.

The emperor's face was gloomy, and he slapped the dragon throne. "Whether it's unjust or not, we'll know after the Imperial City Bureau investigates. Come here!"

"Your Majesty!" Lord Wang suddenly fell to his knees, his forehead banging heavily on the gold brick. "Your Majesty, I was confused for a moment. Please have mercy on me!"

The emperor's face was gloomy as water, and he slammed the armrest of the dragon throne. "What a 'momentary confusion'! The Imperial City Bureau will investigate immediately. If it is true, I will not forgive you lightly!"

When the guards dragged the limp Lord Wang out of the hall, Lin Ruan stood with his head bowed, without a trace of pride on his face.

Her slender fingers gently stroked the ivory tablet, and she thought to herself: In the three years at the Censorate, she impeached twenty-seven officials, both large and small.

The deputy historian of the provincial judicial commissioner is of the fourth rank, and it is a bit exaggerated to be promoted five levels in a row. To be safe, let the system take action.

"Lord Lin," the emperor's voice interrupted her thoughts. "You are loyal, outspoken, and unafraid of the powerful. I hereby promote you to the position of Deputy Censor of Yangzhou. I hope you will uphold justice and clean up the bureaucracy."

Lin Ruan immediately knelt in thanks, his wide official robe spread out on the shining gold bricks: "I will definitely live up to your Majesty's trust."

Inside the Duke's Mansion, servants were busy packing luggage. Xu Jinshu stood in the corridor, directing the group. His azure gown made his figure appear even thinner.

Lin Ruan was going to Yangzhou for at least three years, and Xu Jinshu had to go with him. Although the housekeeping power had been handed over to the Duke's wife, everyone in the family was Xu Jinshu and Lin Ruan's confidant, so it was okay to let her have the power for the time being.

However, there were many complicated matters in the mansion. He had been working hard for half a month since receiving the transfer order, and a faint blue shadow appeared under his eyes.

"Jinshu." The lady came over leaning on an agarwood cane, followed by two servants holding brocade boxes. "These are medicinal herbs prepared for you. Yangzhou is humid, and you are weak, so be careful."

Xu Jinshu quickly bowed: "Thank you for your concern, Grandfather."

The Duke's wife took his hand and said earnestly, "You've been married for five years and have managed the house in perfect order. It's a good thing that you're going to Yangzhou with Sister Ruan this time."

She lowered her voice and said, "While you are still young, it is best to have a child as soon as possible. I asked Aunt Zhang to prepare a prescription to help you conceive. Remember to take it on time."

"Yes, father, I've made a note of it."

Xu Jinshu forced a smile, but his nails dug deep into his palms.

Doesn't he want a child?

Having a child is not something he can do alone. How can he have one if Lin Ruan doesn't agree?

Lin Ruan has only had two servants in these years. After all, there are few people serving her, and it can also be said that these men are not good at getting pregnant.

If the servants from the left and right rooms carried him in, but no one moved for three to five years, people outside would suspect that there was something wrong with Lin Ruan's health.

Spring comes earlier in Yangzhou than in Beijing.

Lin Ruan's official sedan passed through the bustling streets, with shops lining both sides and hawking sounds coming one after another.

Xu Jinshu sat in the back of the carriage and quietly lifted a corner of the curtain. The canal was lined with pleasure boats, and willow trees swayed along the banks. It was a stark contrast to the solemn scene of the capital he remembered.

The Deputy Historian's Mansion, nestled in the east of the city, was a three-story courtyard. While the front court was solemn and majestic, the backyard offered a unique experience—rockery, ponds, winding corridors, and the exquisite elegance of Jiangnan gardens.

As soon as Lin Ruan entered the mansion, he went to the study to take over official business. Xu Jinshu began to arrange the various accompanying stewards and servants to manage the entire inner courtyard.

Towards evening, Lin Ruan came to Xu Jinshu's room. Xu Jinshu was checking the account book under the lamp at this time. Seeing Lin Ruan suddenly come in, he hurriedly stood up and knocked over the teacup.

"Why are you panicking?" Lin Ruan chuckled, picked up the account book he was reading and flipped through it, "Thank you for your hard work along the way."

Xu Jinshu knelt on the ground to wipe the water stains. He paused when he heard this and said, "It is my mistress who is working hard for the country. This servant has not suffered any hardship along the way."

Lin Ruan sat down on the edge of the bed and patted the seat next to her.

Xu Jinshu stood up nervously and walked over, but did not dare to sit on the same level with her. Instead, Xu Jinshu sat obediently on the footstool.

Lin Ruan touched the hair on his head and said, "Yangzhou is not like the capital."

She suddenly spoke, twirling a strand of his hair with her fingers, "The scenery here is unique. If you were pregnant, you wouldn't have the energy to travel."

Xu Jinshu raised his head suddenly, tears welling up in his eyes: "Wife...you mean..."

"What? You don't want it?" Lin Ruan made a gesture to get up.

"Yes! Yes!" Xu Jinshu hugged her calves tightly, tears already rolling down his cheeks, "Servant...Servant is just too happy...Wife, wife, thank you so much..."

Xu Jinshu cried inconsolably.

It's like the sky is revealed after the clouds have parted, and the bright moon is revealed after the clouds have cleared.

"Don't cry, okay? I'm hungry. If you keep crying, I'll change my mind, but there's no one to comfort you."

Xu Jinshu quickly wiped away his tears and said with a smile, "I lost my composure. I hope my wife will forgive me. I will go and have the servant serve the meal."

Lin Ruan nodded dignifiedly.

At night, Lin Ruan would not let herself be wronged. As usual, she let Xu Jinshu serve her comfortably first. She also made Xu Jinshu exhausted and almost fell asleep.

Then he slowly got up from the bed and lit a stick of incense in the incense burner, which symbolized a dream of spring night brought by the world of immortal cultivation.

Wisps of green smoke rose from the furnace, carrying a faint sweet fragrance.

"My wife..."

As the cigarette smoke lit up, Xu Jinshu also began to hesitate in his dream.

Lin Ruan looked down at it for a while, then took out a porcelain bottle from the space. The bottle contained something called "Pregnancy Pill".

In the previous world, it was not known whether her actions had affected the Way of Heaven, but the Way of Heaven was unwilling to let his own daughter, the heroine, submit to a man.

Or did she rob the heroine of too many opportunities, especially the two super-celestial contract stones and the Bodhi tree.

In short, I specially made this recipe and gave it to the heroine.

The pregnancy pill is made from several kinds of heavenly spiritual medicines and a drop of a woman's blood. After a man who has physical contact with a woman takes it, he will become pregnant with the woman's child.

The birth of a boy or girl is random.

Unfortunately, when the recipe for the elixir came out, Lin Ruan was still nurturing her soul in the space. When she woke up, her husband was gone.

In line with the principle of trying his best, Lin Ruan still refined a few bottles and placed them in the space.

But I didn't expect to use it in this world.

"Ruanruan, why don't you give it to him? Do you think it's too weird to get someone pregnant with your child this way?"

Lin Ruan doesn't like children. The system knows that after traveling through so many worlds, she has never been pregnant, either herself or by a man.

It was a groundbreaking first time, so even if it was just feeding pills, hesitation was understandable.

"No, I was thinking, if I win the prize in one try, wouldn't that be too strong?"

Lin Ruan slowly put away the porcelain bottle and said, "How can he get something he's been looking forward to so easily?"

"So you want Xu Jinshu to think that it's his own fault that he couldn't seize the opportunity and get pregnant?"

"Let him think it's his own problem." Lin Ruan curled her lips into a smile, "That way he'll try harder to please me, right?"

The smoke from the incense burner gradually faded. Lin Ruan returned to the bed and held the sleeping Xu Jinshu in her arms. Moonlight filtered through the screen window, casting a tiny glint on the lingering tears in the corners of his eyes.

Xu Jinshu didn't know what "A Dream of Spring Night" meant. He only knew that he had to be a slave for four or five years before he begged Lin Ruan to give in and got the chance, but he himself couldn't get pregnant.

He didn't even have any evidence to suspect that Lin Ruan was in poor health, because before the two concubines were taken into Lin Ruan's house, the anxious Xu Jinshu had given them abortion drugs, so it was normal for them not to be able to have children.

He can only waste his energy internally. It's his own fault, so he can't blame others.

It’s not Lin Ruan’s fault either.