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

"Yes! My sisters and I were cooking in the kitchen today. When it started to rain, the roof was only leaking a little bit, but then it started to leak more and more. I don't know how two tiles fell off. Come with me to take a look, eldest sister!"

Song Yunqing stamped her feet anxiously and shed a few tears.

"Don't worry, Third Sister. I'll go with you."

Song Jinshu casually put on a coat, and the two of them went to the kitchen holding an umbrella.

At this moment, several urgent voices were heard from the kitchen.

"Fourth sister, sixth sister, quickly bring a basin over. Auntie, please take this basin of water out and pour it out!"

"Second Miss, your clothes are wet. Go back and change first!" Aunt Xiang looked at Song Yunbing with heartache.

Song Yunbing wrung the wet corner of his clothes, and a lot of water seeped out. It was obvious that his clothes were soaked.

This was the scene Song Jinshu saw when she came in, and she stepped forward to replace Song Yunbing.

"Second sister, listen to Aunt Xiang and go back and change your clothes first! I'm here!"

"Sister!"

Holding an umbrella, Song Jinshu pushed Song Yunbing to a place where the rain wouldn't leak, and placed the empty basin under the leaking roof.

Then he worked together with others to empty the basin full of water.

But the rain was so heavy that in a short while the basin was filled with water.

After everyone worked for a long time, the raindrops finally became a little lighter.

The county government did have slaves, but they only did rough work and were all men.

Naturally, after the Song sisters arrived, Song Jinshu would not allow the servants to enter the backyard unless there was something important.

Another reason was that she was poor and could not afford slaves.

To be honest, before she came here, the original owner's life was also difficult. Now, with the 90,000 taels of silver notes buried in the pit, the original owner had become rich overnight.

She spent the money so quickly that she didn't even have time to warm it up in her previous life. The banknotes were gone before she could even hold them. The evidence of her embezzlement was all there, and she had no chance to argue. She was thrown into the dungeon.

Now that I think about it, the original owner was also quite wronged.

"Sister, what are you thinking about?" Seeing her gloomy face, Song Yunqing thought she was worried about the broken tiles, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, sister. These tiles look very old, so it's normal for them to be damaged."

"Yes! When the rain stops, we will go buy some tiles to patch it up! How much is it worth?" Liu Jiangyue said proudly.

"Pfft...you're really a merchant. You're about to fall into the money trap!"

Song Jinshu rubbed his temples with a splitting headache as he heard Song Yunyu's mocking and disdainful voice.

The two started fighting again, and everyone was used to it, so they ignored them.

Song Jinshu saw that the rain had subsided a little, and then he observed that most of the Song sisters' clothes were wet.

She frowned and said, "Stop arguing and go back to change your clothes. Aunt Xiang, make a pot of ginger soup and you can all have a bowl later."

After hearing what Song Jinshu had said, Song Yunyu and Liu Jiangyue stopped arguing and followed the others back to the house.

"Miss, I will take care of you here. You can go back and change your clothes!" Aunt Xiang said while cutting ginger slices.

Song Jinshu, whose skirt and pants were half wet, also felt that her clothes were sticking to her body uncomfortably. She really wanted to take a hot bath!

But looking at Concubine Xiang who was so busy that she had no time to rest, Song Jinshu swallowed his words and said, "Forget it, I'll go back and change my clothes first."

After changing clothes, Aunt Xiang’s ginger soup was ready.

Song Jinshu drank a full bowl and felt warm in his stomach.

Looking at the dilapidated state of the kitchen, she sighed. No matter what, she would definitely repair the house when the weather cleared up. She didn't want to experience such a situation again.

This time it’s only the kitchen that’s leaking. What if it’s the bedroom that’s leaking next time?

Unlike the bare house in the county government office, Lu Ruoyu sat under the eaves, making tea, reading and enjoying the rain, looking particularly leisurely and comfortable.

The next moment, he paused in his tea-making process and said calmly, "Since you're here, why don't you come out and see me?"

After he finished speaking, he continued to make tea without any hurry.

Not long after, a tall man with a pair of beautiful fox eyes came out.

"Who are you?" Shen Fenghua frowned and looked at Lu Ruoyu.

He observed for a long time and always felt that the man in front of him was not just the county magistrate of Jingyang County.

As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, Lu Ruoyu noticed him keenly.

Lu Ruoyu smiled and said calmly, "You came to my house to steal, why are you asking about me?"

Shen Fenghua's body stiffened and his expression became unnatural. He came here to investigate a case, not to steal!

But he can't say these words!

Seeing his guilty look, Lu Ruoyu remained calm, but a strange look flashed across her eyes.

"Since you're here, how about having some tea with me?"

Shen Fenghua hesitated for a few seconds, then stepped forward, walked towards him, and sat opposite him.

"County Magistrate Lu, I have no intention of disturbing your family. This is just my duty. I hope you will forgive me."

"Oh, I see!"

That's it?

Shen Fenghua looked at the tea he handed to her in confusion, but did not drink it immediately. Instead, she watched Lu Ruoyu take a sip before taking the teacup.

"Are you the emperor's man?"

"Cough cough cough..." Shen Fenghua choked on her tea when her identity was exposed unexpectedly.

Then he looked at him in shock: "Who are you?"

How could he know his identity?

He is from the Dark Chamber, and the number of people who know his identity is less than five on the fingers of the hand in the whole world.

Lu Ruoyu, a small county magistrate in a remote village, actually knew his true identity.

"Don't worry, I'm just a normal person."

Shen Fenghua pursed her lips, her eyes darkening slightly: "What do you want me to do?"

To be so reckless as to expose his identity, this person must be someone extraordinary. He had no choice but to be careful.

After hearing this, Lu Ruoyu put down the teacup and looked at Shen Fenghua seriously.

"Song Jinshu is currently of great use to me. She is not someone you can touch."

These remarks not only failed to repel Shen Fenghua, but instead made him want to kill her.

Then Lu Ruoyu continued, "How about...we discuss business?"

Shen Fenghua suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, his eyes turned slightly, and he asked calmly: "Tell me about it."

"Isn't the Emperor short of money? I'd like to buy Song Jinshu's life. Is one million taels of gold enough?"

"What! One million taels of gold!" Shen Fenghua stood up in disbelief. Did Lu Ruoyu know what he was talking about?

Even if you are the richest man in Shunan Prefecture, it would be difficult to come up with one hundred taels of gold!

Who is this person!

You actually want to use one million taels of gold to buy Song Jinshu's life?

What is he planning?

But Lu Ruoyu's real thought was that he didn't live by the sea, so she couldn't care less about him.

On the contrary, he looked at Lu Ruoyu with a scrutinizing look, wondering if this man was deceiving him.

Compared with one hundred taels of silver and gold, Song Jinshu's one hundred thousand taels of silver notes were nothing but a drop in the bucket.

Moreover, the emperor ordered the punishment of corrupt officials mainly in order to plunder other people's wealth in order to enrich the national treasury.

If what Lu Ruoyu said was true, perhaps...