Lin Sangui cried out, “We are just merchants in this desolate land. Even before the famine, let alone these past few years, we didn’t have much income. Please have mercy on us.”
After he finished speaking, the other two nodded in agreement, like chickens pecking at rice.
Qin Yue Zhao squinted at the three of them and said coldly, "So you mean you can't share my burdens?"
Lin Sangui was startled.
Suddenly, I remembered Chen Kun, who had been killed by Qin Yuezhao with a single sword to the throat not long ago, and whose body was hanging at the city gate.
"Your Highness, we are not like this..."
He was about to continue speaking when Qin Yue Zhao interrupted him, taking out several files from her sleeve and throwing them in front of the three of them.
The three looked up in alarm, and the moment they saw the ledger, they trembled with fear.
These files record nothing more than the population, business operations, income and expenses of the three families, as well as their actions in Liangcheng over the years.
Secretly seizing grain from the people, illegally selling people, and stealing corpses—each of these acts is punishable by death.
He Meng, the least timid of the three, turned pale with fright, his breathing became rapid, and he almost fainted.
When he finally came to his senses, he saw Qin Yue Zhao staring at him like the Grim Reaper.
He was instantly overcome with rage and collapsed to Qin Yue Zhao's feet, his head banging against her chest repeatedly.
"Your Highness, spare my life! Your Highness, spare this humble dog's life!"
Seeing his reaction, Qin Yue Zhao grew even colder and more stern, saying, "It seems you've indeed fabricated these charges? In that case, I'll kill you all today and confiscate your property. You have no objections, do you?"
Confiscating property and exterminating the entire family?!
Lin Sangui's voice was distorted: "Your Highness, please calm down! This humble subject..."
Before she could finish speaking, Chen Wan'er suddenly pointed at the treasure bowl on the offering table and shouted, "Your Highness, look! The treasure bowl has worked its magic! The gods have bestowed gifts upon us again!"
Upon hearing this, the three wealthy businessmen all looked up.
Weapons rained down from the ordinary-looking treasure bowl.
The large steel swords, gleaming in the morning sun, filled half of the general's mansion's outer courtyard.
The polished spear, gleaming from being rubbed, reflected the brocade banners fluttering in the general's mansion.
The sword, the mace, the Buddha's Lotus, and the sentry—each one was more dazzling, new, and sharp than the bronze weapon in General Huo's arms.
Chen Wan'er picked up a large knife and slashed it hard at the old apricot tree in the yard.
"Crack!"
The old tree, which was already on the verge of withering, cracked open with a sharp sound and then collapsed with a thud, leaving a gaping wound about three feet long.
Chen Wan'er did not stop. She picked up another spear, danced it around in the courtyard in front of everyone, and then threw it into the air.
"Whoosh!"
The spear grazed Lin Sangui and Jia Dafu's ears before plunging deep into a pillar as thick as a man.
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