"I hit him."

Jin Shu stepped forward first.

The surroundings were quiet. Everyone was holding firewood and dared not speak, their heads bowed and their hearts pounding as they waited for the commander to say something next.

"You did this?"

The commander chuckled, looked Jin Shu up and down, and continued.

"To dare to do something but not to admit it, and to make a woman take the blame for you—that's an even bigger crime!"

At this moment, a soldier limped out of the tent. Upon seeing Jin Shu, he roared with a furious and ferocious expression.

"Boss!! It's her!! She's the one who hit me!!"

Upon hearing this, the commander's gaze towards Jin Shu became sharp and profound.

"You must be the fake goddess from the capital, right? His Majesty specifically instructed us to take good care of you. I was thinking that if you obediently followed orders, I would make an exception and disobey the imperial decree this once."

But now you're deliberately stirring up trouble, Goddess. This isn't the capital; making a mistake here can cost you your life.

The soldiers next to him joined in with wild laughter.

Mr. Liang gritted his teeth and trembled, while Mrs. Liang and Lvping were already hugging each other and crying.

At this moment, Jin Shu pointed at the commander's neck and said something.

"Difficulty swallowing and choking when lying down—these symptoms have been bothering you for many years, haven't they?"

The commander's laughter, which had been filling the air, suddenly stopped.

He suddenly looked at Jin Shu, and the surprise in his eyes proved that what Jin Shu said was true.

How did you know?

"Not only can I see it, I also know how to treat this condition."

The commander stared at her suspiciously for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"It's cold outside, let's go inside and chat."

And so, everyone watched in bewilderment as Jin Shu entered the tent, only to emerge unharmed a short while later.

Green Screen quickly ran forward and carefully looked Jin Shu up and down.

"Miss, he didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"What are you thinking about? It's nothing."

"So what were you doing inside just now? The commander isn't going to pursue the matter?"

Jin Shu nodded.

"It's alright, it's getting late, let's hurry back and cook dinner."

She was starving.

Green Screen was still curious about what Jin Shu had done to instantly calm down that bear-like, irritable man.

“He is sick, and the doctors here can’t cure him, but I happen to be able to.”

Actually, it's a problem with the thyroid gland. The leader looks like he has an enlarged thyroid. This disease can seriously affect sleep and eating, and it can also make people increasingly irritable and easily angered.

Thanks to the many books I've read and the many certificates I've obtained—all of which are quite valuable—I have a way to deal with any situation I encounter.

Sure enough, this man, who was as irritable as a bear, felt completely comfortable after just a few needles.

That evening, Liang's mother went to great lengths to carefully cut the whole fish into several pieces. They ate the fish head and tail that night, while the body was to be frozen and kept for later consumption.

As a result, Jin Shu directly said something.

"No need to hide anything, just stew the whole fish, add plenty of water to make fish soup, and give everyone a bowl to warm them up."

Since Jin Shu had said so, even if Liang's mother was reluctant, she had no choice but to reluctantly stew the whole fish.

The younger siblings stood by the pot, their eyes fixed on the boiling fish soup, their mouths watering.

Jin Shu first served a bowl to the brother and sister, and told them to eat it slowly on the side with some flatbread.

She then pushed open the door and had Green Screen go door-to-door to notify everyone.

Soon, the group that had come earlier returned, carrying bowls in their hands.

There weren't many people who came, only a dozen or so, and quite a few didn't come.

Jin Shu served them soup and told them to finish it in the courtyard before going back.

The elderly woman with white hair didn't drink it, but instead asked Jin Shu if she could take the bowl back with her.

“My master, sigh, he’s been a scholar his whole life, stubborn to the core. He refuses to eat food offered by others. I have no choice but to let him starve to death here…”

Jin Shu knew this old woman; in other words, the original owner of this body knew her.

When the late emperor was alive, the man she referred to was the Right Chancellor, who assisted two emperors. Before the late emperor fell critically ill, he strongly recommended that the eldest prince ascend the throne, but in the end, it was the second prince who ascended the throne. As a thorn in his side, Huangfu Rong directly sent him to exile, leaving him to fend for himself.

At over seventy years old, having traveled thousands of miles, and having endured further hardship and abuse, it should have been impossible for him to survive and reach the northern frontier.

Along the way, Jin Shu not only removed the shackles from everyone's feet, but also took the initiative to administer acupuncture and medicine to those in the team who were not in good health. She also arranged for others to eat the same food as herself, never showing favoritism.

And so, the Right Chancellor held out until he reached the northern frontier.

It is estimated that the desolation of northern Xinjiang made the old man completely despair, so he decided to let him fend for himself and leave him to die.

Jin Shu didn't say anything, turned around and went back into the house to get some things. When she came back, she handed an oil paper package to the Right Prime Minister's wife.

"Madam, this contains medicine for treating colds. I noticed today that the Right Prime Minister's complexion is not good; he must have caught a cold."

Although I feel a bit unwell, I told the Right Chancellor that it wasn't a serious illness; I could recover in three days with three doses a day.

The Right Chancellor's wife held the oil paper package. At first, she could grit her teeth and endure it, but after seeing Jin Shu's calm and sincere eyes, she could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

"Good child...good child, such a good child, yet exiled here. Heaven is unjust, heaven is unjust!"

Along the way, everyone saw Jin Shu's composure and kindness. Even if she wasn't a goddess descended to earth, how were her abilities and character any different from a goddess's?

Jin Shu watched her silently, and when she had finished crying, she reached out and handed her a clean handkerchief.

"Madam, please go back and tell the Right Prime Minister that as long as people are alive, there is hope. The Northern Frontier is nothing to fear, and we will continue to support them."

Finally, Jin Shu served the Right Chancellor's wife a large bowl of fish soup and watched her slowly leave.

Those who witnessed this scene were deeply moved.

The former Vice Minister of Revenue, who once controlled the nation's finances, came over and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Jin. Please feel free to ask if you need any help in the future."

The former prefectural magistrate of Jingzhou, who once compiled the legal code of the entire country, also came over: "Miss Jin is right, we will continue to support you on this journey!"

The old general, who had once commanded thousands of troops, bowed to Jin Shu and said, "If Miss does not mind my advanced age, I am willing to serve you from now on!"

There were also officials from the Ministry of Works in charge of music and ritual, and governors-general responsible for troop deployment...

These people were all high-ranking officials of the fifth rank or above, but now they have all been packed up and thrown into this barren land by Huangfu Rong.

After everyone had left, Green Screen was still muttering to himself.

“Miss, I know you’re generous, but there’s a time and place for it. We’re all starving and you’re still thinking about others. Now look what’s happened, such a big fish and you only drank a bowl of soup.”