Zhao Muyun didn't say anything. The whole hall was so quiet that only his own breathing could be heard.
The powerful feeling of oppression made these people tremble, their eyes filled with anxiety.
"Please forgive us, sir. We are willing to do anything as long as we can survive!"
One of them couldn't stand the pressure and knelt down to beg for mercy.
"Yes, as long as you let us live, we are willing to go through fire and water!"
Others also rushed to express their opinions.
"Shut up!" Shi Yong shouted angrily, "Whether you live or die, the adults have the final say!"
More than ten people were frightened by Shi Yong, their faces turned pale and they dared not breathe.
Zhao Muyun waved his hand, pushed Shi Yong aside, and said coldly:
"You followed Li Jingang in rebellion, and you are also Hou Zongmin's confidant. You deserve the death penalty!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone was panicked and dared not speak, so they could only kowtow their heads loudly.
"God is merciful and I will not kill innocent people. From what I understand, you are just following orders. Your crime does not deserve the death penalty!"
When everyone heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and their faces looked much better.
"However, if you want to live, you have to help me honestly!" Zhao Muyun said slowly.
"Thank you for your generosity, sir. We will do our best for you. If we have any second thoughts, we will be struck by lightning and stabbed three times and stabbed six times!"
These people immediately looked excited and swore loudly.
"Okay, I'll trust you for now! But if you do anything wrong, I'll behead you immediately!"
"We dare not, we dare not, we will leave it to the adults to decide."
"Alright then. From now on, you'll answer whatever I ask! If you hide anything, I'll immediately drag you out and kill you!"
"Don't worry, sir. We will tell you everything we know. We know all the bad things Hou Zongmin has done."
"Who told you to talk about Hou Zongmin?" Zhao Muyun's face turned cold. "Little Stone, bring those things up!"
Shi Yong waved his hand and a soldier brought up tobacco leaves.
Zhao Muyun picked up a withered yellow leaf, touched it and smelled it.
That’s right! It’s tobacco!
Judging from the color of this leaf, it must have been used to roll up Hibiscus King in the previous life!
Under the strange gazes of Hou Zongmin's confidants, Zhao Muyun said:
"Did you plant these on Wohugang? Where did the seeds come from?"
A dozen people looked at each other, and then a thin man stepped forward and said in surprise, "Sir Zhao... Sir Zhao, this is what you are asking!"
"Stop talking nonsense and just answer whatever I ask you!" Shi Yong shouted from the side.
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