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

"Courageous!"

Song Jinshu was so angry that she rolled her eyes. Was the little money she earned worth others' efforts and calculations?

"I'm an official appointed by the court. The emperor certainly wouldn't arrange a marriage for me if I didn't want to. They don't think these rumors can break my heart and then send some wise king to save me, do they?"

It was a nice idea, but the routine was a bit tacky, and Song Jinshu showed his disgust.

Lu Ruoyu also remained silent. After he found out, he still couldn't understand the two people's train of thought.

"Do you want to report this to the Emperor?"

If it was done by the Liang County Magistrate, they would not have to worry at all and could just retaliate directly.

After all, the eldest princess and the virtuous prince are the emperor's half-siblings, so they always have to consider the royal family's reputation.

Song Jinshu frowned and remained silent. Spreading obscene rumors about girls was the most disgusting thing.

Even if she didn't care about the reputation, being subjected to groundless rumors was more disgusting than eating a fly.

"Ruoyu, if I complain to the emperor, which side will he stand on?"

After being here for so long, she has never actually seen the emperor, nor has she had close contact with him.

She only occasionally learned a few things from the conversations between Grand Tutor Zhou and General Huo, but she had no idea what this man's personality was like.

Lu Ruoyu paused, and the image of the little kid who always followed him around as a child emerged in his mind. He hesitated and said, "You can give it a try."

Anyway, he has already sent someone to Kyoto. Even if there is no way to deal with the two people openly, they must have suffered a lot in private.

But what was done in secret should not be known to Song Jinshu.

"Oh! Forget it! The autumn harvest is coming soon, let's put this matter aside for now and talk about it later!"

"But the source of this rumor must be stopped. If he still doesn't understand, I won't be polite."

Lu Ruoyu remained silent. Song Jinshu could tolerate this matter, but he could not. He would go back and write another letter to send to Kyoto.

Putting the rumor aside for the time being, half a month later, Song Jinshu unexpectedly learned from a letter from Grand Tutor Zhou that the eldest princess and the virtuous king had been beaten for some unknown reason.

Among them, the virtuous king was the most seriously injured and needed to stay in bed for half a year to recover. In addition, it would be difficult for him to have children in the future.

The emperor investigated and found out that this might have been done by an enemy country, and he also captured several spies from the princess's mansion.

The eldest princess was humiliated because she did not investigate the enemy's spies. Considering that she was also injured, the emperor confined her to her house for a year.

The only Princess Leping was taken into the palace by the Queen Mother to be raised.

Song Jinshu sighed for a while, but was secretly happy in his heart. It was true that evildoers would be punished.

She also figured out the anger she had for the rumors that had spread about her before.

The autumn leaves turn yellow, and it is harvest time again.

That day, Liu Jingmo invited Song Jinshu to Liujiazhuangzi to organize the rice harvest.

Song Jinshu was delighted, knowing that it was a good time to inspect the rice yield. She ordered the yamen runners to notify the village heads to gather together.

As people in the south, most of them prefer rice. Although sweet potatoes and potatoes are easy to fill up, many people are reluctant to give up rice planting.

This year, Song Jinshu planted all the high-quality rice seeds obtained from the system in order to have enough rice seeds for planting in the entire county next year.

Since the rice will be promoted throughout the county next year, it would be a hundred times more effective to let the village chief see the yield of these rice varieties with his own eyes than to lobby for them himself.

The village is not far from the county town, but it is relatively remote and villagers rarely pass by here. Therefore, except for the tenants, many people do not know that there is a village of one hundred acres here.

When Song Jinshu led people into the manor, there were continuous gasps.

All I could see were golden ears of rice, and from a distance it looked like a hundred acres of gold.

The village chief of Wangjia Village took two quick steps and carefully approached the nearest field. He carefully observed the rice ears in his hand and pinched the golden rice.

He felt the real touch in his palm, and tears fell. He turned his head and said in a trembling voice, "It's true! The ears of rice on this stalk are full of rice. The plump little grains are all solid!"

The air seemed to freeze in an instant, and the next second, the village heads rushed to the fields.

"It's true! This is the first time I've seen such plump rice grains!"

"Wow, wow, wow... a rice plant has grown more than a dozen ears. I'm not sleepwalking, am I? Quick! Slap me!"

The next moment, the slap arrived as promised. The pale-haired old village chief jumped up excitedly and shouted excitedly, "It hurts! I'm not dreaming! This, this, this... this is all real! It's real!"

Not only that, the village chief and the yamen runners who came to the village for the first time all ran wildly in the mountains and fields excitedly like crazy.

Looking at the villagers with tears streaming down their faces, Song Jinshu's heart was touched. No matter what era, the only wish of the people was to fill their stomachs.

"Very good! Jinshu, you are really good!" Lu Ruoyu rarely showed her emotions, and her excitement and happiness were visibly visible to the naked eye.

He didn't know that Song Jinshu had given him another big surprise.

Song Jinshu smiled and was in high spirits: "I didn't expect there would be so many ears of rice!"

She said this seriously. The rice seeds produced by the system seemed to have a higher yield than the rice seeds that had been improved countless times before she traveled through time.

When others heard Song Jinshu's humble words, they respected her even more.

Lord Song is truly dedicated to the people!

Next, without Song Jinshu's instructions, everyone present rushed to the fields to harvest rice.

A hundred acres of land were weighed before sunset.

“There are actually 1,200 kilograms of rice!!!”

When the numbers were tallied, everyone was shocked by the astonishing output.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Song Jinshu breathed a sigh of relief. Jingyang County only needed 600 kilograms of rice seeds to promote the next year, which was just half of what he needed. The remaining half would be divided into two parts, one part would be handed over to the court, and the other part would be sold to other county magistrates.

The money earned can be used for the construction of Jingyang County. She intends to widen and strengthen the official roads leading to other counties.

News of the bumper harvest in Jingyang County came in a very short time, and Song Jinshu immediately wrote a memorial to report the matter.

After receiving the memorial, the governor of Liang County was shocked and excited. He did not submit it rashly, but went to Jingyang County privately.

The next day, at the back door of the county government office.

Looking at the Liang County Magistrate, whose belly had become rounder in just over half a year, he looked like a winter melon from a distance.

When the leader came to inspect the work, Song Jinshu was smiling even though he felt a little uncomfortable about the other party's backstabbing.

"I didn't know Lord Liang was coming to visit, and I didn't come to greet him. I beg Lord Liang to forgive me."

I haven't seen her for half a year. The woman who used to be dark-skinned and thin in my memory, now has fair skin and a more outstanding temperament when I see her again.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of Liang Junshu, but he didn't dare to have any wild thoughts.

He politely returned the greeting and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since we last met, Sir Song. You seem even more impressive."

Both of them have dirty thoughts about each other, but they tacitly agree not to expose the truth.

After a few brief pleasantries, the Liang County Magistrate got down to business: "I have read the memorial submitted by Lord Song, but this matter is extraordinary. I must personally review it before I dare report it."