The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

Feng Jiuyan looked at County Magistrate Zhu with a sharp gaze, spoke word by word, and took out an account book from his bosom and threw it heavily in front of County Magistrate Zhu.

Then, she continued, "If I remember correctly, Baihua Garden should be the brothel opened by the King of Qi. The girls inside, huh," Feng Jiuyan sneered, "are all innocent girls abducted by the King of Qi.

Tell me, if this matter were known to the people, would you still be able to keep your official hat?"

Magistrate Zhu picked up the booklet from the ground with shaking hands. He glanced at it quickly and said in disbelief, "How come you have this on you?"

"Haha, that's none of your business." Feng Jiuyan snorted coldly, his eyes filled with chilling coldness, "Are you going to recruit now or not?"

There was a hint of threat and oppression in her words. After hearing them, County Magistrate Zhu was so frightened that he broke out in a thin sweat even in the cold weather.

"Tell me, I'll tell you everything. There's nothing to hide now." County Magistrate Zhu looked pale. He looked at Feng Jiuyan and said slowly, "Miss Feng, you also know that the King of Qi has something against me, which is the incident at Baihua Garden. The King of Qi learned that Prince Rui was seriously injured and has been in a coma ever since. So, his people found me and threatened me with this, asking me to tamper with the herbs and prevent the patients from recovering.

In this way, when the number of people infected by the disease in Pingyao City and other states increases, the people will eventually riot. At that time, the court will send people to support and save the people from danger.

In this way, the people of the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun would most likely submit to the imperial court, and the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun would return to the emperor's management.

At that time, the emperor will definitely reward him. I originally didn't agree, but the people of the King of Qi said that if I didn't agree to this, they would hand the book to the emperor and dismiss me. They also threatened my youngest son's life. If I didn't do what they wanted, they would wait to collect my youngest son's body. "

As he spoke, Magistrate Zhu's eyes turned red and he broke down crying, "Wow, what can I do? He's my son, a son I got when I was forty. I love him like the apple of my eye. How dare I not agree to the King of Qi?"

After County Magistrate Zhu finished speaking, he burst into tears. "Wuwuwu, please, Miss Feng, please forgive my family. Everyone has their own responsibility for their own actions. This has nothing to do with my family. Please don't implicate innocent people!"

After a while, another person came in from outside. It was An San. He walked to Feng Jiuyan's side and said in a low voice, "Miss Feng, this matter has been checked. Zhu Wuneng did not lie."

Feng Jiuyan nodded, looked at Zhu Wuneng who was lying on the ground, and said slowly, "Zhu Wuneng, now there is a chance for you to make amends."

Before Feng Jiu finished her words, she was interrupted by Zhu Wuneng. "What opportunity? No matter what it is, as long as the lady orders, Zhu will do it!"

"Haha, don't be in a hurry. Just listen to what I tell you to do first and then make your own decision." Feng Jiuyan sneered, "Since the King of Qi is not a human being, then please ask County Magistrate Zhu to write a confession, truthfully explain the evidence of the King of Qi's crimes, and sign and seal it."

After these words were spoken, Zhu Wuneng was stunned on the spot for a moment.

Feng Jiuyan could see that Zhu Wuneng was hesitating and looked very scared. She could understand his hesitation and what he was afraid of. After all, the King of Qi was cruel and Zhu Wuneng was afraid that the King of Qi would take revenge on him.

Feng Jiuyan was not in a hurry. He sat back in the first seat, picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

She has plenty of time and is in no hurry.

By the time she finished her cup of tea and was about to get a refill, Zhu Wuneng had finally finished worrying about it.

"Okay, I'll write it! I just ask that you don't make things difficult for my family." Zhu Wuneng looked like he was going to die, and he looked very tragic.

"Oh, you really know how to deal with things. Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. I am very clear about this." Feng Jiuyan said.

Zhu Wuneng's eyes lit up slightly, and he kowtowed to Feng Jiuyan and thanked her, "Thank you, Miss Feng."

"Bai Li, go prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Feng Jiuyan ordered.

"Yes, girl."

Bai Li responded and left the front hall. After a while, he returned with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hands.

"Miss, bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Well, let's put it on the table over there." Feng Jiuyan pointed to the table on the left.

"Yes." Bai Li walked to the left with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, then spread the paper on the table and began to grind the ink skillfully.

Feng Jiuyan looked at Zhu Wuneng sinisterly, "Please come in, Magistrate Zhu."

"Yes, yes, I'll write it right away." Zhu Wuneng stood up shakily from the ground and walked over quickly.

He didn't hesitate any longer, picked up the brush beside him and started writing.

After about a cup of tea, Zhu Wuneng put down the brush in his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. He turned his head to look at Feng Jiuyan with a flattering smile on his face, "Haha, Miss Feng, I have finished writing, please take a look."

"Hmm." Feng Jiuyan walked over, carefully picked up the paper on the table, and slowly read it. After a while, she nodded, "It's indeed well written, but it's missing something."

"Something is missing? That's impossible. I have followed the girl's instructions..." Zhu Wuneng explained anxiously.

But before he could finish his words, his left hand was grabbed by Feng Jiuyan. Then, before he could react, Feng Jiuyan took out a sharp dagger from somewhere and slashed it across his palm cleanly and neatly.

In an instant, scarlet blood gushed out from the palm of his hand.

"Ah! My hand!" Zhu Wuneng made a pig-like sound.

Feng Jiuyan looked at Zhu Wuneng kindly, and said gloatingly, "Of course it's a signature. County Magistrate Zhu, please."

Zhu Wuneng: “…”

It's just a handprint, is it necessary to take so much blood?

He was angry but dared not say anything. In the end, he shamelessly used his right thumb to touch the bleeding left palm and left a finger print on it in a frustrated manner.

"Hehe, thank you Lord Zhu for your cooperation." Feng Jiuyan said with a smile, then blew air on the paper. After making sure that the ink and fingerprints were dry, he folded the paper in half and put it neatly in his arms.

Zhu Wuneng pressed his sleeve against the wound, grimacing in pain. He saw Feng Jiuyan showing a satisfied smile, so he quickly asked, "Miss Feng, then Zhu will go back home first?"

Feng Jiuyan glanced at him coldly and sneered, "You wish!"

Zhu Wuneng interrupted hastily, "Miss Feng, are you going to break your promise?"

"That's not the case. Since your patient hasn't recovered yet, you should go to the isolation shed and help the patients with their excrement and urine these days." Feng Jiuyan's eyes flashed with a smile, but the words she said made Zhu Wuneng feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.