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

While everyone was waiting, someone carrying a bullock cart slowly came from a distance.

Therefore, this section is closest to Zhangjia Village, and the meals are also cooked in Zhangjia Village.

Village chief Zhang directed the young men to move the things down, and then quickly walked towards Song Jinshu.

"Mr. Song and County Magistrate Lu, please follow me!" said Village Chief Zhang with a shy smile.

Song Jinshu was drooling over the food when his view was suddenly blocked. He felt very unhappy.

There is nothing we can’t talk about after dinner!!!

But Song Jinshu still swallowed his saliva, glanced at Village Chief Zhang with resentment, looked at Lu Ruoyu and said, "Let's go together!"

The corners of Lu Ruoyu's mouth rose slightly, and her little thoughts were written on her face.

He had already guessed what Village Chief Zhang was up to. Lu Ruoyu glanced at Song Jinshu, who was almost going crazy with hunger, and followed her.

Village Chief Zhang led the two to a clean place away from the crowd. There, the food was neatly laid out, and you could even see a little bit of shredded pork among it!!!

"Village chief, what do you mean?" Song Jinshu's eyes were shining and his stomach was growling even louder, but he still asked with a straight face.

She adheres to the principle of not taking a single needle or thread from the people, so how could she give her own private treatment here?

Seeing Song Jinshu's expression change, Village Chief Zhang assumed the food wasn't rich enough. He rubbed his hands nervously and explained, "Master Song, our village isn't well off, so we can't offer you anything good. This is already the most abundant dish we have in the village! I hope you'll forgive me!"

He was really afraid of making Song Jinshu angry. The villagers could have enough food to eat, and even every household had some food left, all because of Lord Song.

Song Jinshu frowned, thinking that the village chief had misunderstood her meaning.

"That's not what I meant, Village Chief. I understand your intention, but I'm the magistrate of Jingyang County and the people of Jingyang County. I will never do something like taking food from the people!"

However, after she finished speaking, her stomach started to growl.

Lu Ruoyu and Village Chief Zhang looked at her in shock. It would not be surprising if this happened to someone else.

But... this is Song Jinshu!

The source of fear for the gentry and wealthy families.

"My lord, you..."

Song Jinshu raised his hand, not giving him a chance to persuade him, and said bluntly: "If I say I don't want to eat, then I won't eat. Village chief, you should take this food back to feed the children! If there is nothing else, I will go to queue up for dinner first!"

She swallowed, feeling pain in her heart, but still resolutely turned around and left.

As for Lu Ruoyu... she didn't even look at her.

Looking at Song Jinshu walking away, Village Chief Zhang was so moved that he cried out loud. Finally, a good official came to their Jingyang County!

Lu Ruoyu was shocked. Unlike Village Chief Zhang, he often followed Song Jinshu around and thought he knew her very well.

But today she is...especially 'different'.

After crying, Village Chief Zhang persuaded Lu Ruoyu again, saying that the food was already here. Although the county magistrate didn't want it, the county chancellor was still here!

"Sir, the county magistrate has already brought these vegetables and grasses, otherwise you can just eat them!"

Lu Ruoyu turned around and looked at Village Chief Zhang with a cold smile on her face: "Village Chief, don't make any private decisions to add more dishes to our dishes in the future. Remember, don't do this again in the future. Just do as Lord Song said and take these dishes back to the children to eat!"

As she spoke, Lu Ruoyu quickly followed Song Jinshu's footsteps, leaving Village Chief Zhang alone, frowning as he looked at the meal with shredded pork.

No one wants to eat any of these good things!

He was just looking for trouble and thought he was doing a good thing.

Okay, let’s pack up and take it back to feed the kids!

The villagers here had already lined up in a long queue under the supervision of the yamen runners. Looking at the long queue, she resigned herself to her fate and walked to the back, standing at the end of the queue.

The villagers stood there anxiously, glancing back frequently.

Oh my god! What did they see? The county magistrate was actually the last one in line!

Does this mean that we should eat from the same pot with them?

The bailiffs were also puzzled. One of them stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying, "Sir, do you want to eat? I'll have someone call you right away!"

Song Jinshu hurriedly stopped them, saying, "No need! I'll just wait in line! By the way, you and your brothers have worked hard, so go eat first!"

She saw that the villagers were quite well behaved and there was no queue cutting or other incidents.

They had no idea that it was because of her presence that the villagers were afraid of her and dared not cause any trouble.

Lu Ruoyu finally came back and stood behind Song Jinshu. The villagers were shocked again.

What happened today?

The high-ranking officials who usually acted high and mighty not only worked in the fields with them to dig canals today, but also ate from the same pot and lined up behind them.

Many people felt that they were still sleepy and secretly pinched other people's thighs, and almost got beaten!

Looking at Lu Ruoyu behind him, apart from his dirty clothes, he seemed to be unaffected and still as elegant as ever.

Especially his perfect face and devilish figure have won the attention of many women and girls.

They all wanted to stick to him, not to mention that this guy was quite pleasing to the eyes!

"Sir?" Lu Ruoyu felt very embarrassed when she stared at her.

"Ah?" Song Jinshu came back to his senses, looked away awkwardly, and chuckled, "County Magistrate Lu, you're twenty-one this year, right? Why haven't you married yet?"

She just asked casually and didn't mean to expect him to answer.

However, Lu Ruoyu seemed to be nonchalant as she explained, "My family is poor, and I don't want to delay others, so I have remained unmarried."

Are you from a poor family?

Song Jinshu curled her lips. Why was he being so Versailles with her?

I really don’t understand the train of thought of these rich second-generations!

If she were a rich second-generation, she would definitely eat, drink, have fun and enjoy herself in the moment!

If you are a man, collect things about beautiful women to please your eyes!

Thinking of this, Song Jinshu thought of Fenghuang's father and suddenly felt a chill. How could she have such an idea?

Could it be that the father and daughter have similar genes?

Soon, the queue for food gradually decreased, and finally it was Song Jinshu's turn.

She looked at the overflowing rice in her bowl and the thick pumpkin soup, and compared them with the bowls of the villagers in front of her.

I could only shake my head helplessly, and at the same time sighed that when you have a high status, you will be surrounded by good people.

As the head of a county, she also has this honor.

Of course, the villagers didn’t think there was anything wrong and thought it should be this way!

Lu Ruoyu naturally received the same treatment as her, and the two of them found a place to eat their meal quietly.

Wang Laoer held the white rice in his hands, his eyes full of complexity. He was so old that the amount of rice he had eaten from childhood to adulthood could be counted on two hands.

In this way, he was able to eat white rice while doing the corvée that others avoided.

His companions were even more shocked, holding the white rice and being reluctant to swallow it.

"Wang Laoer, is this really rice?"