Transmigrated into a corrupt female county magistrate, defied fate and changed her life in a deserte

The next day.

At noon, Song Jinshu woke up slowly.

After such a long sleep, she had a particularly satisfying sleep.

There was a soft sound of cleaning outside. Song Jinshu sat on the bed and dozed off for a long time before getting out of bed to get dressed and wash up.

After getting dressed, she ran to the toilet immediately. She didn't go to the toilet, but just to get something.

Although the passing yamen runners did not turn their heads to look at her, everyone understood that the master went straight to the toilet as soon as he came back.

It can be seen that adults really love toilets!

Although this habit is very puzzling, they are all people who know their limits.

I know what to say and what not to say, and no matter how shocked I am, I consciously avoid it.

One is to consider Song Jinshu's face, and the other is that the smell is too strong!

Song Jinshu was still feeling complacent at this time, thinking that no one had noticed his actions.

However, she didn't expect that not only was she discovered, but they even covered for her, and it was just a "beautiful" misunderstanding.

Song Jinshu blocked his nose and endured the stench to fish out the jar containing the silver bills.

Then he quickly carried the jar to an abandoned corner where no one was.

I rinsed it with clean water and used a branch to pry open the lid, but it was sealed too tightly and could not be opened at all.

She looked around and saw that there was no one around, so she held her breath and walked forward to tear it open with her own hands.

This scene happened to be witnessed by someone, and the yamen runner saw Song Jinshu holding a urinal in the corner... eating?

Thinking he had stumbled upon a shocking secret, the bailiff was so frightened that his legs went limp. Worried about being discovered by Song Jinshu, he immediately dodged away.

When he was far away from that place, he touched his violently beating heart and was shocked.

It turns out that the rumor in the county government office that the official had a "special liking" for toilets was actually true.

I just didn’t expect that Lord Song would love it to this extent. It’s really... admirable.

He couldn't help but imagine the scene he had just seen. His stomach suddenly churned and he couldn't help but vomit out the overnight meal.

In the following days, the yamen runner avoided Song Jinshu every time he met him, because the scene was so shocking.

Jingyang County gradually resumed its daily life. Thanks to Song Jinshu's effective prevention measures, Jingyang County was less affected by the epidemic.

After getting the money, Song Jinshu went to find Lu Ruoyu. He had previously planned to build a road, but the plan was put on hold due to the plague. Fortunately, the materials and other items had already been negotiated.

Song Jinshu took out five thousand taels from it, because the road paving required manual digging of stones, and the materials did not cost money, only the labor costs and food costs.

In addition, road construction would occupy the villagers' mountain land, so Song Jinshu thought about buying the mountain land from the villagers.

It is already July, and in three or four months the weather will start to get cold.

That would be a good time to go on vacation at the hot spring resort. Since the road is going to be built, it would be better to do it all at once.

If you take the official road now, it takes about three hours to get from the county government office to Wenquan Town.

It would be dark if she only made one round trip in a day. If she wanted to develop the economy, the distance must be shortened.

Song Jinshu came to the front hall and found Lu Ruoyu inside. She coughed and the person inside looked up at her, put down the account book in his mind and walked forward.

"My lord is here!"

"Well! What is County Magistrate Lu busy with?"

She glanced at the account book on the desk, and Lu Ruoyu turned around and showed it to her.

"These are the expenses for repairing the water channel and building the hot spring town. Most of them have already been settled with the merchants. There are still some expenses that have not been accounted for. I am planning to calculate these together and settle our county's accounts for the first half of the year."

The county government calculates accounts every six months, and the results need to be summarized and sent to the provincial capital at the end of the year.

If we calculate it once a year, it will be too late by the end of the year.

Song Jinshu nodded and handed the five thousand taels in her hand to Lu Ruoyu: "Didn't we agree before that we would build a road? Do you think this is enough? If not, I can add a little more."

Looking at the few thin silver bills in his hand, Lu Ruoyu raised his eyebrows. He vaguely guessed the source of these silver bills.

"Five thousand taels? That's too much! It's only a two-kilometer mountain road from Wenquan Town to Wenquan Villa. We don't need so much. We can just reclaim the rocks from the nearby mountains and use the three-in-one irrigation system to level the ground."

Mortar is a mixture of lime, clay and sand, commonly used as an adhesive for city walls and roads.

Song Jinshu was calculating in his mind: the materials were cheap, but it was too difficult to manually excavate the stones. This project was no less difficult than digging a canal.

If the stones on the mountain had not paid attention to the government, which was equivalent to not paying any money, I'm afraid these silver notes would not be enough.

"Well, let me tell you, there's more than just the road from Wenquan Town to Wenquan Villa. I'm planning to open a new road from Jingyang County to Wenquan Town."

"Reopen?" Lu Ruoyu was surprised and frowned slightly.

He was afraid that Song Jinshu didn't understand the ins and outs of the matter, so he expressed his concerns.

"If we open a new road, I'm afraid the workload will be too huge, and it will require a lot of time, money, manpower and material resources. Even if we spend all 5,000 taels, I'm afraid we can only build a small road."

Since Song Jinshu has brought up this idea, he is definitely not after the small road.

"You're right! But there's a saying that goes, 'If you want to get rich, you must first build roads.' I guarantee that the hot spring villa will be a huge hit this year. Are you still worried about not making back your investment then?"

Lu Ruoyu still had some concerns, but she agreed in her heart that if she wanted to get rich, she had to build roads first.

“In fact, I have also thought that the distance from Jingyang County to the Hot Spring Villa is too far. If people from the prefectural city want to go to the Hot Spring Villa, they have to go around the county government office.

If the journey can be shortened, it will save tourists a lot of time. If the hot spring resort is full, the inn and the like may not be able to accommodate them, and it will also be convenient to return to the county town."

"Hmm! County Magistrate Lu, your idea coincides with mine. Not only that, if these tourists stay in the county town, they will definitely spend a lot of money. When we organize some shows, the money will go into our pockets.

We don’t have to rack our brains every year to find ways to complete the court’s tasks.”

Jingyang County had to pay the imperial court 5,000 kilograms of grain and 30,000 taels of tax every year.

This KPI number was given at the discretion of the county because Jingyang County is so poor.

In the past, local officials in wealthier counties could afford it with a little effort.

For example, in Jingyang County, there have been two county magistrates before her who were demoted to more remote and backward areas in the past five years because they failed to complete their tasks.

The county magistrate before her was assigned to a place near the border because he could not afford so much grain and taxes.

That place has been short of water and food for years, and has often been invaded by foreign enemies.

Only her previous county magistrate was better off, relying on his connections to get himself moved to a small county in another state and continue to live a leisurely life.

Lu Ruoyu pursed his lips and remained silent. He knew all this and he had never had much hope for Song Jinshu in the first place.

He had originally planned to pay for the grain and taxes out of his own pocket.

Now that Song Jinshu has become a better person, he should not do those stupid things again.

It seems that she really takes the people's livelihood in Jingyang County seriously.