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

Standing in front of me was a person wearing dark red clothes, with a slightly plump figure and a big red flower hanging from his ear. The only difference was that there was no mole above his lip.

This was the first time Song Jinshu had seen an ancient matchmaker since coming here, and she could only describe her image very vividly.

After being stared at by Song Jinshu for a quarter of an hour, the matchmaker held her neck tightly and smiled cautiously, "Sir Song, I dare not deceive you. The second son of the Yang family in Shun'an Prefecture is not only from a wealthy family, but also very handsome."

"I passed the imperial examination at the age of 20 and will be able to pass the imperial examination in a few years. If I catch your eye, we will be able to live a happy life after we get married..."

"Besides, the elders of the Yang family are all open-minded and easy to talk to. Everything is decided by the woman."

"Hearing you put it that way, it's not bad, but..." Song Jinshu shook his head regretfully, "My sister, who is suitable for marriage, is already engaged. I'm afraid she won't be able to marry the Young Master of the Yang Family."

The matchmaker's eyes lit up slightly, and she chuckled, saying joyfully, "Oh! As long as Master Song is satisfied, that's good. As long as you are satisfied, that's good. The person the Yang family wants to marry is none other than you, Master Song!"

"What did you say?" Song Jinshu suspected that he was hallucinating, so he scratched his ears and asked again.

The matchmaker looked at Song Jinshu with a smile and said, "Master Song, you heard it right! The second eldest son of the Yang family wants to get engaged to you!"

"Also, the Yang family mistress said that if you marry into the Yang Mansion, you won't have to be trapped in the mansion. You can continue to be the county magistrate, and the second young master will follow you. After the second young master passes the exam in the future, you and your wife can support each other and serve as officials together."

Song Jinshu's face turned black on the spot, and she could vaguely hear the people behind her laughing.

"Matchmaker, are you sure you're right? I'm devoted to serving the people and have never considered getting married. Your trip is doomed to be in vain."

She didn't expect that this matter would involve her.

The matchmaker was startled by her dark face. Thinking of the matchmaking fee given by the Yang family, she swallowed her saliva and continued to persuade: "My Lord Song, the second young master is handsome and intelligent. If you can succeed, it will be a powerful combination. The child born in the future will definitely be smart and have a bright future. Why don't you reconsider it?"

"Perhaps we can ask Second Young Master Yang to come over so that the two sides can meet first, okay?"

Song Jinshu held his forehead weakly, his head buzzing. "No need! Someone, send the matchmaker out!"

The matchmaker looked around helplessly, then bowed and retreated in a wronged manner.

An hour later, almost everyone in the Song and Liu families knew that a matchmaker had come to propose marriage to Song Jinshu.

Song Jinshu felt so ashamed that she hid in the county government office. As soon as she left, Old Lady Liu came to her house. When she learned that she had run away, she smiled bitterly.

"This kid! He's just trying to prevent me from coming over and nagging him!"

In the county government office, Lu Ruoyu was handling official business. When he saw her coming, he thought something happened.

But after Song Jinshu came in and greeted him, he started reading the travel notes without saying a word.

He was a little unaccustomed to the sudden silence, so he put down his work and walked forward to ask, "Jinshu, is there something on your mind?"

Song Jinshu didn't even look up, reading the travelogue with great interest: "No! I was just bored at home, so I came here to help you with some work."

It was too embarrassing for the matchmaker to arrange a marriage for her, and she would never tell Lu Ruoyu.

Lu Ruoyu naturally didn't believe this. He chuckled and went out to get her a plate of snacks.

After finishing his shift and hearing the news from his men, Lu Ruoyu frowned slightly, his face looking worried: "The second son of the Yang family? You can inquire about this person in private, don't alert others."

Three days later, Lu Ruoyu took a thin piece of paper, read ten lines at a glance, and his expression immediately relaxed.

What the matchmaker said was indeed true. The Yang family had a good reputation in Shun'an Prefecture and had a good family tradition. There were only two legitimate sons in the mansion.

The eldest son inherited the family business, got married and had children, and was a kind and easy-going person.

The second son is a humble and gentle person. He is just focused on his studies, so he has not married yet and his private life is clean.

I am currently studying at Songjun Academy. I have good talent but bad luck.

Mrs. Yang is also easy to get along with. She is cheerful and generous in dealing with people and things. She is a good mother-in-law.

The reason why she hired a matchmaker to propose marriage this time was that she had come to Jingyang County with her husband, met Song Jinshu once, and admired her very much.

Secondly, his second son had been failing the imperial examinations and was unwilling to get married. He was anxious, fearing that his second son would be unhappy in the future. Thinking that Song Jinshu was of the same age as his son and had strong abilities, he wanted them to get married. That way, even if his son failed the imperial examinations in the future, he would have a wife to rely on.

By then, Song Jinshu will be promoted to the position of County Magistrate of Shun'an Prefecture, and his son will also be able to get a small official position. It will be a perfect combination.

After watching the end, Lu Ruoyu pursed her lips, and her expression was not very good.

He felt inexplicably sad. After thinking about it, he felt that the two of them were a perfect match.

Lu Ruoyu's eyes deepened slightly and he burned the paper clean. He was glad that Song Jinshu didn't mean that, otherwise he would be jealous to death.

……

Jingyang County is developing steadily and living a peaceful life.

At the same time, Kyoto began to fall into chaos. Because Huo Fang was assassinated and fell into a coma, the emperor was furious and ordered a thorough investigation of the Kyoto palace.

Large amounts of money of unknown origin were found in the homes of many officials. After a thorough investigation, it was found that they were all proceeds of corruption. The emperor was furious and confiscated the property of all these people and beheaded them.

All officials in Kyoto were in danger.

At this moment, more than a dozen officials and staff members gathered at the Xianwang Mansion. The Xianwang, who was sitting at the top, was furious and panicked. "Now my royal brother is searching the mansion everywhere. Several of my men have been arrested. They will be here in two days. What do you think, how can I break this impasse?"

Everyone looked at each other, how could they know what to do?

He usually only cares about eating, drinking and having fun, and when he has nothing to do, he comes to curry favor with the wise king in order to gain his benefits.

Although he vaguely guessed that the wise king wanted to do something extremely treasonous, everyone has a gambling heart.

If the virtuous king succeeds, they will be credited; if not, they can just pretend to be ignorant and take the initiative to expose the virtuous king's deeds at the critical moment.

The emperor is not a tyrannical person. As long as they are united and determined to expose the truth, their lives can be barely saved.

The other group of people had different ideas from them. Most of them were talented people who were not appreciated and regarded the wise king as a wise leader.

"Your Highness, I have an idea!" Suddenly a fat, big-eared, and shrewd-eyed aide said.

The wise king's eyes lit up and he motioned for him to continue. His staff glanced at the people present indifferently.

"Now that we're in dire straits, we might as well burn our boats and fight with all our might. The defenders of Kyoto will be ours. While Huo Fang is injured and unconscious, the emperor's greatest support is gone. Why not attack the palace and dethrone Xiao Ren?"

"When you ascend the throne, won't your word be final? Even if Huo Fang wakes up by then, Xiao Ren will have already been executed. He has always been a blockhead, loyal only to the emperor. If you forge the late emperor's will and claim that Xiao Ren has seized the throne, Huo Fang will naturally respect you as their master."

The staff member's eyes darkened and he said gloomily, "If he refuses, just kill him!"

The wise king frowned and hesitated. This method was too risky.

Although he secretly raised a group of secret guards, who knows whether Xiao Ren has any backing?