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

In mid-July, the county magistrate's mansion was bustling with lights and ribbon-cutting ceremonies.

There was an endless stream of people coming to deliver gifts, and Song Yunfu moved among the crowd with ease, particularly enjoying the interpersonal interactions.

After watching for a while, Song Jinshu couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the ladies from various mansions, so he hid in the pavilion to take a break.

Suddenly she saw a little man hiding in her melon field and eating melons happily. Song Jinshu looked around but did not see the child's parents.

She tiptoed to his side and asked softly, "Little boy, why are you here alone? Where are your parents?"

The child in front of her stood up, holding a strawberry in each hand, and looked at her eagerly.

"Sister, you are so beautiful. Are you Yunrong's eldest sister?"

Song Jinshu nodded, looking confused. "Are you the guest invited by my seventh sister? Where is your master?"

Logically speaking, his parents would not let such a young child go out to visit friends alone.

As she was speaking, Song Yunrong ran over angrily, grabbed the little boy opposite by the ear, and angrily shouted, "Alright! Little beggar, I let you in to have a good meal, but you're messing with my melon field. I'll teach you a lesson!"

The little boy covered his ears and wailed in pain: "I was wrong! Sister Yunrong, please stop hitting me!"

Suddenly something unexpected happened, and Song Jinshu hurried forward to stop her: "Seventh sister, what are you doing? What did I always tell you? Don't bully others by taking advantage of your power. Now you are bullying others in front of me?"

Song Jinshu frowned and looked at Song Yunrong unhappily. Could it be that she had been too lax recently, encouraging the arrogance of her family members, and even the usually well-behaved Song Yunrong became domineering.

I don’t know if other people are bullying others in private, so I’ll have to give them a good lesson someday.

Song Yunrong was suddenly accused and pouted sadly: "Eldest sister, it's obvious that he was disobedient. He ran around after coming in and even came to destroy your melon field."

"Then you can't hit anyone! If you have something to say, talk it out nicely. You're a guest here, so hitting someone is wrong!"

Hearing this, Song Yunrong didn't dare to say anything. She turned her head away in grievance and didn't look at the little boy. The little boy felt that he had done something wrong and shrank timidly to the side.

"Whose child are you, little one? Where are your parents?"

The little boy blinked his innocent eyes, a look of loss passing across his face.

"Sister, I don't have any family anymore."

Song Jinshu's heart skipped a beat. The little boy's clothes weren't shabby and he was dressed so cleanly. It was obvious that he had a guardian.

"Hmph!" Song Yunrong snorted coldly and looked at the little boy with a bad face.

Song Jinshu lowered his eyes and asked softly, "What's your name? Where do you live now? Who else is at home?"

The little boy looked aggrieved and still shook his head. Song Jinshu frowned helplessly and turned to look at Song Yunrong.

"Seventh sister, tell me, where did you find him?"

Song Yunrong pursed her lips and confessed everything honestly.

It turned out that a few days ago, she was strolling on the street and passed by an alley. She saw a little boy picking up garbage to eat. She felt sorry for the little boy, so she bought food for him and instructed him to register with the Charity Fund Association in the provincial capital.

But the little boy refused to go and kept clinging to Song Yunrong, saying that he just wanted to stay by her side and be her servant.

Song Yunrong had no choice but to hide him in the kitchen and give him something to eat from time to time.

Today is Song Yunfu's birthday banquet, and the servants are so busy that no one cares about the little boy. He is so hungry that he goes out alone to look for food and finds his way to the melon field.

Song Jinshu fell silent after hearing this. He glanced at the little boy, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled.

"I see, Seventh Sister, I was wrong about you. You did a good job on this matter."

"But next time something like this happens, you must not hide it from us, understand?"

Song Yunrong nodded obediently, then looked at the little boy's guilty eyes and snorted unhappily.

The little boy clasped his hands helplessly, looking timid and frightened.

The glint in Song Jinshu's eyes grew brighter. He squatted down to face the little boy and explained calmly, "Don't be afraid, little friend. Since there's no one at home, I'll take you to the Charity Foundation Association."

"There are many homeless children like you there. Once you get there, they will arrange accommodation for you, and you can study with them..."

The little boy's clear and innocent eyes flashed with disappointment and expectation: "Sister, can I follow you? Although I am young, I am nimble and can do any work!"

"I'll be able to do more when I grow up. If you're willing, I'll take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life when I'm successful!"

Song Yunrong pouted and glared at me, "You little beggar, stop using sweet words to coax my elder sister. You don't even need to send her off to the grave. I can do that when I grow up!"

The little boy hid behind Song Jinshu fearfully, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"But sister Yunrong, you are a girl and will get married when you grow up. How can you be there for your sister's funeral?"

"I am a boy, I can inherit the family business and carry on the family line."

Now, not only did Song Yunrong want to beat him up, but even Song Jinshu was no exception. She was sure that someone was setting a trap for her.

Moreover, this move was quite far-sighted, as he was even considering giving her a child.

I have to say, if she were a real ancient person, she might be tempted to pick up a child and adopt him or her.

But she is not like that. Even if she wanted a child, she would not want someone with such behavior.

From what the little boy just said, you can tell what kind of character the person behind him is.

Song Jinshu's face suddenly turned cold, and he said indifferently: "No need, I have a lot of official duties, and I have a lot of sisters at home who need to be taken care of. You can go to the Charity Foundation Association for placement!"

The little boy's eyes widened in shock, and then became moist, as if he had been abandoned.

"You! Why don't you want me? I'm still a child, I'm good-looking, and I'm a boy. If you adopt me, I can carry on your family line."

Song Jinshu's mouth twitched. Fortunately, he was still a child. Seeing that things exceeded his expectations, he was anxious and could no longer pretend.

"No matter if you are a boy or not, if you plot against me, your family will definitely be punished."

She had felt something was not right just now. This little boy must have been deliberately guided and sent to him by someone. The intention behind this could be understood from what the little boy said.

Song Jinshu narrowed his eyes dangerously, grabbed the little boy by the back of his collar and threw him in front of Zhang Yi.

"Go and investigate this little boy's bottom line. No matter how big or small, once you find the person behind it, take him down immediately if you can. If you can't, try shaking a few more people."

Zhang Yi nodded and left with the little boy in his hand.

Zhang Yi was worthy of being from the Dark Chamber. He found out the whole cause and effect in just two cups of tea.

But the result left her speechless. It was actually her own doing.

"Have all the people been caught?" Song Jinshu asked with a frown.

"Yes, he has been imprisoned by my subordinates. Would you like to go and see him now, sir?"

Song Jinshu nodded, strode forward, and headed towards the yamen dungeon.