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

Not long after Song Jinshu left, Lu Ruoyu also came here.

Just like Song Jinshu, he saw that the stall owner was an old man from a poor family, so he took out some money and bought one.

On weekdays, Lu Ruoyu often accompanies Song Jinshu, so the people naturally know them.

The stall owner knew that the two were taking care of his business. He was so moved that tears filled his eyes. He didn't want to accept the money but was forced to accept it under pressure.

Seeing the two people arrive one after another, the stall owner couldn't help but remind them, "County Magistrate Lu, an incense stick before you came, Lady Song just passed by here. If you walk a few steps faster, you should be able to catch up with her."

In their minds, the two must have made an appointment to come here for fun, and the stall owner couldn't bear to see them miss each other several times, so he deliberately reminded them.

Lu Ruoyu paused, looked in the direction the stall owner pointed, and said hurriedly: "Thank you, old man!"

Then he chased in that direction. The stall owner looked at Lu Ruoyu's back from afar and sighed, "Lord Song and County Magistrate Lu are both good people! I hope they can both live a peaceful and smooth life."

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, unmarried men and women gather together on the streets to guess riddles. Just looking at their young faces makes people happy.

Song Jinshu walked alone to a secluded tea stall, ordered a pot of tea and drank it slowly, enjoying the lively night scene.

Because the mask she bought could only cover half of her face and it was convenient for her to drink tea, she did not take off the mask.

The topics of conversation at the next table became increasingly bold.

"I still remember the time I came to Jingyang County three years ago. When I arrived at the county seat, I thought it was some remote rural area where I couldn't even get tea."

"Walking down the street, I often see beggars with barely-there clothes. I never thought that the newly arrived Lord Song in Jingyang County is so capable. In just over a year, he was able to transform Jingyang County into the wonderland it is today."

"In my opinion, many high-ranking officials in Kyoto are definitely not as capable as her. I wonder where this Lord Song will go after his term ends."

The person who was talking next to me was about 25 years old. His clothes were made of medium to high quality fabrics. He must be from a well-off family.

He was expressing his feelings to his good friend.

The friend took a sip of tea, looked around, and then said cautiously, "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else!"

"This Lady Song has quite an impressive background! How could a mere woman like her have such great abilities? She must have someone behind her. The reason she came to Jingyang County to build the city was because her family paved the way for her!"

"A friend of mine told me that when Mr. Song's term is up, he will rise rapidly and become a high-ranking official in Beijing...but..."

The man opened his eyes wide, moved closer to his friend, and asked curiously, "But what?"

My friend covered her mouth and whispered, "But I heard that she's actually the mistress of a powerful person in Kyoto. To raise her value, they've gone through so much trouble to build up her reputation!"

What? Song Jinshu was shocked. Who on earth was spreading rumors and slandering her?

Before she could speak, the man frowned and said hesitantly, "That's impossible! I heard that Lord Song came from a humble family and worked hard to get into the officialdom. That's why he is so compassionate to the people."

"But... I also heard what you said just now about her being the mistress of a powerful figure in Kyoto..."

The other customers sitting at the tea stall also heard what the friend said, and they immediately stood up angrily and scolded the two people who had just spoken.

"What nonsense! Do you know that maliciously slandering others will land you in jail? And why did you have to make up rumors about Lord Song?"

"The reason why our Jingyang County is what it is today is because of her hard work. If you continue to spread rumors, I will speak up for Master Song and sue you!"

The two men were immediately frightened, their faces turned pale, and they secretly hated themselves for talking too much.

The person who spoke first immediately stood up and apologized: "I'm truly sorry, we didn't mean to gossip or destroy Mr. Song's reputation. We just heard these things from others, and we really didn't make them up!"

The friend was also scared, sweat breaking out on his forehead with anxiety: "Yes! This news is not spread randomly by us, it was told by a friend of mine in Shunan Prefecture."

"What's your friend's name? Where did you first hear it from, and who did you hear it from?" Song Jinshu stood up and turned to the two of them, asking calmly.

Because she was wearing a mask, the two men didn't know they had met the real person, so they were able to hold their ground and each told how they knew the information.

"I dare not lie to you, young lady. I was originally a merchant from the neighboring Zhengding Prefecture. I came to Shun'an Prefecture to do business a month ago. It was then that I heard someone casually talking about this in a teahouse."

"It's just that I didn't know those people at the time, I just listened to it as a funny story, and I suddenly remembered it today, so I told it aloud."

"I also learned it from a friend in Shun'an Prefecture. He's a distant cousin of the Liang County Magistrate's wife's family... He just happened to mention it to me, so I remembered it."

After the two men finished sharing the information they had obtained, they looked a little nervous. There were many good things in Jingyang County, and one could earn half a year's money in one trip.

If they offended Song Jinshu because of this, they would no longer be able to do business in Jingyang County.

Therefore, the two of them, feeling uneasy, respectfully bowed to Song Jinshu and said, "Miss, it was we who were so mean. We already know we were wrong and we dare not make up rumors to slander Master Song."

"I have an old mother to support at home and young children crying for food. Please don't complain to Lord Song and give us a way out!"

The passersby were dissatisfied with what he said and angrily scolded: "Are you afraid now? Even if this girl is soft-hearted, we will not watch Master Song being slandered!"

"You two wait, I'll go and inform the patrol officer on duty!"

Seeing the passerby turn around and leave to look for someone, the two were frightened and at a loss, and turned around and tried to run for their lives.

The tea stall owner had already asked his sons to block their way, waiting for passers-by to bring the yamen runners to arrest them.

"It's over! It's over! It's all over! I really didn't mean to gossip!"

"Wuwuwu...it's all my fault for being so mean. If my mother knew I'd done something wrong, she'd definitely be worried."

Song Jinshu looked at the scene with a serious face, but she didn't take it to heart after hearing a few rumors, and she wouldn't do anything to them.

But now it was clear that someone wanted to plot against her, so she could only detain the two of them temporarily, interrogate them carefully, and then find out the source.

After a while, a passerby brought the yamen runner on duty over.

Wang Er happened to be on duty today, and a passerby pointed at the two men and said anxiously, "Those two are the ones! They were the ones who spread the rumors about Lord Song!"

Wang Er narrowed his eyes and casually glanced at Song Jinshu beside him, and asked in surprise, "Sir! Are you here?"

He has been with Song Jinshu for almost a year. Even if her face is covered, he can still recognize her from behind.

However, everyone was surprised by Wang Er's call of "Sir".

Seeing this, Song Jinshu no longer concealed his feelings and simply took off his mask.