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

"Master Song! Master Song, you are finally here!"

Song Jinshu could hear Village Chief Zhang crying from a distance. Her heart skipped a beat and she lifted the curtain of the car. Could it be that Village Chief Zhang was bullied?

As soon as she came out, Song Jinshu saw Village Chief Zhang running towards her, followed by Wang Er, but they were stopped by the yamen runners.

"Village Chief, please slow down! If you have anything to say, wait until I get there!"

She didn't see any injuries on Village Chief Zhang's body, so she thought nothing had happened and the yamen runners wouldn't just leave it alone.

"Ugh!"

Village chief Zhang bent over and gasped for breath, looking forward to it day and night, and finally Lord Song came.

He kept staring at the direction of the county town. When he saw their ox cart coming, he climbed ashore and avoided the yamen runners.

……

Song Jinshu, Lu Ruoyu and Village Chief Zhang Wang Er sat together, and Village Chief Zhang was secretly wiping away tears.

"Village chief, what's wrong with you? Have you been wronged?"

Although this old man looks old, to be honest, he is even healthier than her.

If they started fighting, I wouldn't be their match unless they pulled each other's hair!

Realizing that he was overthinking, Song Jinshu coughed to hide his embarrassment.

Village Chief Zhang was startled, realizing she had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "I haven't suffered any injustice! It's just that you came late today, and I thought you weren't coming, so I was happy to see you!"

Their father and mother official, Lord Song, of Jingyang County, has them in his heart.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here in this strange weather.

Song Jinshu was deeply touched. She didn't expect that Village Chief Zhang loved her so much.

Is she really that attractive?

If this is the case with Village Chief Zhang, what about the others?

Song Jinshu turned his gaze to Wang Er, and seeing that he also had a look of admiration on his face, he felt even happier.

Hehe! What she did during this period was not in vain!

In order to maintain his image, Song Jinshu held his head high and chest out, sitting upright, and said, "Village Chief Zhang, Wang Er, I understand your intentions. I came here today to inform you of something.

This official and County Magistrate Lu agree that there will be heavy rain today, so the digging of the canal should be postponed for a few days!

When the weather clears up, the soil will be softer.

Then today's wages will be paid as usual, and as for meals, they will be distributed according to the number of people!

We don’t know when the rain will come, so you can take the food back and cook it yourself…”

Village chief Zhang and Wang Er looked at each other in surprise. They had just been discussing for a long time how to ask Song Jinshu to agree to give them a few days off!

Unexpectedly, before they could even say anything, the adults solved their worries like a worm in their stomachs.

The two men came back to their senses, their faces flushed with excitement, and they kowtowed in gratitude: "Thank you, Master Song! Thank you, Master Song, and thank you, County Magistrate Lu! I wish you a long life!"

Song Jinshu was startled by their excitement.

"Village Chief Zhang and Wang Er, hurry up! This is urgent, go and notify the other villagers! As for wages, have the village chiefs line up to come to me later to collect them. As for food..."

There needs to be a sense of balance in distributing the food, and if the food is not distributed evenly among the villages, it will easily cause internal strife, or someone may blame her for it.

Just when she didn't know who to assign, Lu Ruoyu's angelic voice came: "Sir, let your subordinates distribute it!"

Song Jinshu grinned, "That's great! I'll have to trouble County Magistrate Lu then!"

"Hurry up and tell them! Otherwise it'll rain and it won't be good!"

Everyone received their own tasks, and Song Jinshu went to the place where he usually ate.

She carried a heavy bag and placed it casually on the table. No one would have thought that the tattered package contained copper coins.

Facing the baffled gaze of the yamen runner, Song Jinshu smiled and explained, "Don't show off your wealth! Don't show off your wealth!"

After a stick of incense.

The villagers all gathered together, everyone was chattering with the people around them, with a bit of joy on their faces. I guess the village chief has already notified everyone.

Song Jinshu coughed and made a megaphone sound with his hand: "Everyone, be quiet! Listen to me quietly!"

After the words were spoken, the whole place fell silent, and no one was talking to each other anymore.

"Ahem! You've all worked hard these past few days! I'd like to thank you for your cooperation. I've also seen that each of you has been working very hard!

To reward everyone, I've decided to give you two days off. You can go home today! I know you've all worked hard, but digging the canal is a matter of life and death for the entire population of Jingyang County, so I ask for your understanding.

I understand your hard work, so I've decided to pay you today's money. Everyone, please line up and go home after receiving your money!"

Although the villagers knew the news a long time ago, the village chief and Song Jinshu said different things.

What Lord Song said was a reassurance to them!

The villagers began to line up consciously, with Song Jinshu and Lu Ruoyu standing in each line, one distributing money and the other distributing food.

After working for half an hour, the distribution was almost complete, but there were still a few villagers lingering at the back of the team, reluctant to move forward.

Song Jinshu raised his brows slightly. What was going on?

She gestured for the yamen runner beside her to go over and question them. The runner came back with a helpless look on his face and said, "Sir, these villagers said they don't want to take a holiday and want to know if they can continue working!"

"Oh?" Song Jinshu was very surprised. It was going to rain soon, they should know it better than anyone else!

"Did you explain to them the reason for the holiday?"

The yamen runner nodded. "I told you that, but the villagers still wanted to continue working. They also said they wouldn't let the rain delay the project."

Song Jinshu began to feel confused. Wasn't this clearly a way to commit suicide?

Could it be that they were undercover agents sent from other counties to blackmail her?

But Jingyang County is just a poor county. It’s good enough that it is not despised and held back by others. Why would they come to us?

"Go and bring them here. I have something to ask them!"

About a dozen villagers were brought in, half of whom were women, and they all had one obvious thing in common.

That is, there are patches on his clothes, his face is a mixture of green and yellow, and his hair is yellow and rough like dead grass.

You can tell their family situation at just one glance.

The villagers felt uneasy in front of her, not daring to look her in the eye, and all of them shrank their necks.

Song Jinshu's nose felt sore. She couldn't bear to see the sufferings of the people. Now that she was here, she had to do her best to ensure that they could at least have enough food and clothing.

"Excuse me, why haven't the uncles and aunts come to collect their wages and food?"

The villagers looked at each other, and finally pushed out a half-grown man.

Song Jinshu took a look at the child. Although he was tall, he was as thin as a monkey.

"How old are you, little one? Can you tell me why you don't want to go home during the holidays?"

"Your Excellency, County Magistrate, I...I am twelve years old. My home is in the mountains, very far away. I don't want to go home because I can have enough food here!"