Chapter 132 Mission Impossible
Deng Youning chuckled disdainfully.
This guy really won't give up.
"The more people know about this, the easier it will be for the flaw to be exposed."
"It's ok to tell you, but you must not let the people from the Deng and Han families know about it."
Deng Youning spoke in a serious voice, and with his eyes he signaled the Jingzhao prefect to send the others away.
But the prefect of Jingzhao himself did not leave.
Li Tianzhuo saw this and asked with a puzzled look.
"Don't be nervous, this is one of us!"
Deng Youning smiled mysteriously and nodded to the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture.
Li Tianzhuo suddenly felt furious and wanted to hit someone!
It would be fine if she had a secret with Manager Fan, but how come she also had a secret with the Prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture?
Which of these two old men is not older than her father? !
Li Tianzhuo curled his lips in dissatisfaction.
"Prefect Feng, what did you get out of that laborer?"
Deng Youning put away his playful tone and asked seriously.
Three days ago, after Manager Fan examined the cloth that was soaked in water, Deng Youning asked Ying Shi to find out the person who was in collusion with Gu.
This person lives near the small courtyard where the Gu family lives now. He is a prodigal son who has turned over a new leaf, but his nature as a gambler is hard to change.
He led a normal life on weekdays, but every time he walked to the door of the gambling house, he could not move.
His wife is strong and strict, so he can't gamble without any money.
Gu took advantage of his weakness, gave him some money and asked him to do something.
The silver was also easy to check, it was all official silver.
After a confrontation with the gambling house owner, the criminal can be arrested.
"No, we tried to get him to talk, but he kept his mouth shut, as if Gu had saved his life. He didn't say a word."
"I plan to torture him tonight. He will have to confess even if he doesn't want to."
The Jingzhao prefect said in a fierce tone.
When it comes to torturing people, he seems particularly excited.
Li Tianzhuo still didn't understand, and asked: "Shouldn't he be the prince's man? Did you poison him?"
The only thing he could think of was that Deng Youning poisoned the Jingzhao prefect to force him to help.
Deng Youning rolled her eyes at him.
Can't you just think of her a little better?
"Azhuo, in your eyes, am I the same as the rumors outside, a vicious, cruel crazy woman?"
Deng Youning looked at him with a smile, and her tone was half angry and half joking.
"My hands are not clean either, so who wouldn't call me a living hell?"
"We are a perfect match made in heaven!"
Li Tianzhuo's irrelevant answer also proved that he naturally would not look at Deng Youning in the same way as outsiders.
Deng Youning was just asking jokingly.
His answer was all in her heart.
"Master Li, please rest assured. I have simply come to my senses and returned to the right path. I am grateful to the county lady for not abandoning me and giving me a chance to make amends."
The prefect of Jingzhao really didn't want to see the two of them being so close, so he took the initiative to tell the truth.
After catching the man who was bribed by the Gu family, Deng Youning did not send him directly to see the official. Instead, he broke into Feng's mansion in the middle of the night and negotiated a deal with the prefect.
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Deng Youning, dressed in night clothes, climbed over the high wall and came to Feng Fuyin's house at night.
Before Feng Fuyin could call for help, his mouth was blocked by Deng Youning and his body was acupunctured, making him unable to move.
"Don't call for help, or I'll kill you."
Deng Youning took out a knife threateningly and measured Feng Fuyin's carotid artery.
Prefect Feng nodded repeatedly.
He was extremely scared. How come this vicious woman, who was feared by the entire capital, came to his house tonight?
He didn't offend this evil god, right?
Deng Youning released the hand that was covering his mouth and rubbed it on his clothes in disgust.
"The county lady is visiting you so late at night. What can I do for you?"
"I have to tell you that killing an official appointed by the imperial court is a more serious crime."
Prefect Feng maintained his last bit of dignity and threatened.
Deng Youning snorted coldly.
"You and my father colluded to replace my mother, Gu, with other death row prisoners, right?"
"She is living well in Wisteria Lane in the north of the city now."
Beads of sweat began to drip from the forehead of Feng Fuyin as Deng Youning spoke.
He pretended to be calm and sneered: "There are so many people working in the government office, who knows who Deng Zheng bribed at that time?"
Deng Youning was not surprised to hear what he said.
He must have done a lot of things like this over the years. When something went wrong, he would just find an insignificant subordinate to take the blame for him.
A few hundred taels of silver are enough, and sometimes they are not even needed.
"Prefect, you can blame all these things on your subordinates, but how can you explain the unjust, false and wrong cases you have tried over the years because of your greed for money and fame?"
"Ever since you passed the imperial examination and became the magistrate of Linyang County, you have been tortured into confessing, making excuses for your mistakes, and finding someone to take the blame..."
"Master Feng, the number of people who died because of you must be at least eight, if not ten."
Deng Youning had made sufficient preparations before breaking into the residence of the prefect of Jingzhao at night.
She took out several pieces of evidence from her bosom and threw them at Feng Fuyin like flowers from heaven. She also deliberately gave his sister some instructions so that he could react.
Prefect Feng lay on the ground, picked up the papers one by one and tore them into pieces.
"Tear it up, I have plenty of these things."
Deng Youning watched calmly as he gradually became crazy.
Ever since he helped Deng Zheng save Gu last time, Deng Youning sent people to investigate him. He never expected that Feng Fuyin had such shady hands.
No wonder she could be easily manipulated and used by the prince.
"I...I killed you..."
Feng Fuyin, desperate, rushed towards Deng Youning.
As he got closer, Deng Youning grabbed his neck, making him unable to move again and forcing him to compromise and beg for mercy.
"What...do...you...want?"
He squeezed these words out of his throat.
His throat was strangled, making it extremely difficult for him to speak and his voice became weak and hoarse.
Seeing that he was about to suffocate, Deng Youning let him go.
"If these things were presented to His Majesty, do you think you would be executed along with your entire clan, or would you die alone?"
"I'll show you a clear path, Mission Impossible!"
As the name suggests, she wanted Feng Fuyin to be her spy for the prince.
Prefect Feng gritted his teeth in agony, but there was nothing he could do.
"Okay, I agree."
"I know that I have committed a grave sin, so I do not ask the county lady to spare my life. After the deed is done, I will commit suicide to apologize for my sin."
"I only ask the county lady not to make these things public. The prince also has evidence of my crime. Can the county lady help me get it?"
For some reason, he always felt that it was more reliable to follow Deng Youning and stand on the side of the Ninth Prince than to stand on the side of the Crown Prince.
The prince also promised him that after he inherited the throne, he would be promoted to a higher position and given a higher title, and all the evidence of his crimes would be destroyed.
But, wouldn’t it be a pity to throw away such a useful handle?
The prince is eager for quick success and puts profit first in everything, unlike Deng Youning who believes that right is right and wrong is wrong.
So he never trusted the prince, but tonight he could easily choose to trust County Lady Youning.
"Okay, if you commit suicide to apologize, I will never make these scandals public."
"I can also try my best to deal with Jun Wenci, but I can only try my best. I dare not give you any guarantee."
Deng Youning put it clearly and concisely.
I will never make a promise easily if I am not sure I can do it.
"In this way, I will be satisfied."
Feng Fuyin bowed to her with admiration, making sure that he had made the right choice.
"Tomorrow morning, my maid will bring you a prisoner and tell you what to do."
After leaving these words, Deng Youning jumped out of the window and left.
The rest of the matters were handed over between him and Yingshi.
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