"Colluding with the Xiongnu?" Feng Biao was taken aback.
Feng Zhi smiled sinisterly: "Isn't there five hundred catties of fine iron allocated by the imperial court for forging and repairing border troops' equipment in the county government's treasury? If Li Ru were to smuggle it out of the country, funding the enemy and committing treason, what a heinous crime that would be?"
Feng Wanjin's expression shifted: "You mean..."
Feng Zhi smiled coldly: "We just need to bribe the people around him, then secretly transport those five hundred catties of refined iron out of the treasury, and then find a way to 'sell' it to the Xiongnu merchants on the grasslands..."
At that time, with witnesses and physical evidence, the evidence will be irrefutable! Even if Li Ru has a thousand mouths, he won't be able to explain himself.
Even if that brat emperor wanted to protect him, he couldn't silence public opinion. This was a scheme to kill with a borrowed knife, killing two birds with one stone: it would deter the court from investigating our land and tax collection!
Feng Wanjin pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright! Zhi'er, I'll leave this matter to you!"
Remember to be discreet and thorough. As for the necessary funds and manpower, feel free to use them!
"Don't worry, Father."
Feng Zhi bowed and accepted the order, then said with a sinister smile, "I will make sure that Li Ru dies without a burial place! I will make him, this disciple of the emperor, the biggest joke in the world!"
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While the Feng family father and son were secretly plotting, Li Ru was in the back hall of the county government office, carefully reviewing the newly compiled files on the Feng family's land holdings and tax payments over the years by the dim light of an oil lamp.
His brows were furrowed, and the shocking figures and obviously falsified records in the case file fueled his anger.
Your Majesty, I will not let you down. This malignant tumor in Heyang will surely be eradicated!
The flickering lamplight cast Li Ru's figure, bent over his writing, onto the cold wall, a solitary figure, yet like a sharp sword about to be drawn, its edge subtly revealed.
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