Transmigrated into the body of a low-ranking constable who disguises herself as a man, Zhang San nearly blows her cover from the start when she catches the scheming county magistrate bathing!
After accidentally binding herself to the Gossip Intelligence System, she can see the private scandals and dirty secrets of every official in the court!
With a villainous little cutie in one hand and gossip to expose in the other, Zhang San somehow becomes the richest person in all of Great Zhou!
Zhang San has barely arrived when her awful relatives show up to seize her house. At home, her starving twins, a boy and a girl, are reduced to chewing tree bark, with no rice to cook. As the lowest-ranking temp at the county yamen, she must not only keep her identity as a woman under wraps, but also serve a new county magistrate who seems cold and celibate, yet is terrible at arithmetic and severely face-blind.
She thinks she’s been dealt a hellish hand, until she opens the gossip System.
Good grief, this rundown county yamen is practically a goldmine of scandals! The burly constable is a hardcore cat lover, the aloof legal adviser sneaks off to chop wood at a widow’s house in the middle of the night, and the local strongman of a deputy magistrate has a concubine who’s secretly been stealing from beggars!
Zhang San is delighted. With scandals flying everywhere and her modern accounting skills, she solves strange cases, captures wanted criminals, and rakes in reward money! She enjoys the gossip and the show, puts her awful relatives firmly in their place, and even raises two adorable kids into top players.
Watching her greedy yet fiercely protective nature, the aloof county magistrate falls into a spiral of self-delusion: “Have I actually fallen for a man? If I’m going to be into men, so be it. I accept it!”
Then one day, Zhang San’s secret identity as a woman is exposed in spectacular fashion.
The scheming county magistrate corners her with a thick ledger of betrothal gifts, his gaze smoldering. “Detective Zhang, you saw me naked back then. When are you sending the eight-carriage bridal procession to marry me?”
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