40: Nine Clans Elimination Game

Seeing Yang Yun's interest, Song Ping steadied himself, "Your Highness, since I became the Deputy Chief Constable of the Royal City Prefect, I have accumulated three million taels of silver, fifty thousand taels of gold, and dozens of various antique paintings and calligraphies."

"Hiss..."

Everyone except Yang Yun gasped, especially Mo Nan. He never expected a small Deputy Chief Constable to be able to embezzle so much, and right under his nose. His expression couldn't help but darken.

Song Ping glanced at Yang Yun and saw that Yang Yun was not angry, but encouraged him to continue, and immediately felt that he might not have to die.

"Your Highness, I am not only greedy for money, but also lustful. I turn a blind eye to competent constables and don't bother with them."

"But for female constables with even a little beauty, even those from remote country roads, I can call them by their nicknames."

"Heh, you're really a talent, you bastard," Yang Yun said with a laugh.

Seeing that Yang Yun was amused by him, Song Ping felt relieved and continued excitedly to talk about how he abused female constables and took advantage of the widows of fallen constables.

Then, he couldn't stop himself and even confessed to his adultery with Hu Hanyang's wife.

Hu Hanyang glared fiercely at Song Ping, cursing in his heart that he wouldn't let him go even as a ghost.

Yang Yun was also amused by Song Ping and quickly interrupted him when he kept chattering.

"Alright, alright, I already know your impressive qualities."

Song Ping's face broke into a smile upon hearing this, "Thank you for Your Highness's praise. I will definitely redouble my efforts and live up to Your Highness's earnest expectations."

Yang Yun: ???

"Hahaha, good, good, good," Yang Yun gave a wry smile.

Mo Nan and Li Xiaosan looked at Song Ping as if he were an idiot, wondering how this guy became the Deputy Chief Constable.

Yang Yun waved his hand and smiled, "Song Ping, you may go. This Prince keeps his word."

"Ah?"

Everyone was surprised and looked at Yang Yun incredulously. Li Xiaosan even spoke directly, "Your Highness, Song Ping has committed heinous crimes. Just the act of disrespecting Your Highness is enough for him to die eight hundred times."

"Yes," Mo Nan quickly echoed, "Your Highness, please reconsider."

"Alas," Yang Yun sighed, "Alright, I'll take your advice."

"Then let's have Song Ping be torn apart by five horses. Give him a quick death."

"Your Highness is wise!" Li Xiaosan and Mo Nan said with smiles, cupping their hands in greeting.

???

Song Ping felt like he had just walked out of the gates of hell only to be dragged back in. Before he could beg for mercy, two guards from outside pulled him away.

...

Yang Yun looked at the three kneeling figures before him and thought of a fun game.

"Ahem, do you three want to live?"

The three answered in unison, "Yes, yes, yes!"

But thinking of Song Ping's recent fate, their voices noticeably grew softer.

"Oh," Yang Yun smiled at the three, "I'm really not lying to you this time."

Then he looked at Li Xiaosan, "Come on, bring the brush and ink."

Li Xiaosan was a little confused but still agreed, hurrying to fetch the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from the side hall.

Mo Nan quickly walked to the desk and began to grind the ink.

Yang Yun picked up the brush and wrote "Execution of the entire family," "Extermination of the nine generations," and "Let you off" on three separate pieces of paper.

Then he looked at the three, "There are three slips of paper here, and only one is a death-exemption token."

"Whoever draws it can live. I will never go back on my word."

The three all looked at the slips of paper in Yang Yun's hand, staring intently as if wanting to see what was written inside.

Yang Yun tossed the slips of paper into the air, and the three swarmed forward like monkeys.

"Mine!"

"Mine!"

"I got it..."

Soon, all three had a slip of paper, holding it in trembling hands as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

Yang Yun smiled at the three, "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor by heaven. Open them."

Hu Hanyang trembled all over, squinting his eyes as he carefully opened the slip of paper. When he saw the four characters "Execution of the entire family," he immediately fainted and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Li Xiaosan walked over to Hu Hanyang, picked up the slip of paper, "Hahaha, execution of the entire family, this guy has good Luck."

"Whew..."

Lu Xiaodong and Lu Dawen both breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that one of the father and son would surely survive.

Lu Xiaodong looked at his father, thinking, 'Dad, you've lived for decades, but I'm only in my twenties. Let me live.'

Lu Dawen also stared at Lu Xiaodong, thinking, 'It's all your fault, you idiot, for provoking someone you shouldn't have, which made me suffer too. I hope this unfilial son dies so I can live a few more years, please.'

Seeing Lu Dawen with his hands clasped, praying to him, Lu Xiaodong thought Lu Dawen hoped he would live, so he looked at his father with tearful eyes, "Dad, thank you."

Lu Dawen looked at Lu Xiaodong with a bewildered expression. Is this unfilial son crazy?

Then he tremblingly opened the slip of paper, "Damn it!"

Lu Dawen roared and then, like Hu Hanyang, immediately fainted.

Seeing this, Li Xiaosan also immediately walked over to Lu Dawen, picked up the slip of paper, and looked, "Hahaha, extermination of the nine generations."

He then ordered the guards outside to carry the two unconscious men out.

"Hahaha," Lu Xiaodong laughed even louder than Li Xiaosan, opening his slip of paper directly. Indeed, it read "Let you off."

So he danced with joy, "Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo, woohoo!"

"I don't have to die! Yes, more! Oh yeah!"

Overjoyed, Lu Xiaodong disregarded his status and walked directly in front of Li Xiaosan and Mo Nan, grabbing their hands and shaking them.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you all."

Then he looked at Yang Yun, kneeling respectfully and devoutly on the ground, "Thank you, Your Highness. I will definitely mend my ways, turn over a new leaf, and be a good person."

Yang Yun waved his hand and said with a smile, "Xiaodong, congratulations!"

Lu Xiaodong laughed heartily, showing the brightest smile of his life, "Hahaha, thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness."

Yang Yun continued, "Xiaodong, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Lu Xiaodong was stunned, but thinking that he had already made a trip to the gates of hell, what was there to fear? He said with a smile, "Your Highness, I want to hear the good news first."

"Hahaha," Yang Yun looked at Lu Xiaodong, "The good news is that you drew the death-exemption token."

"Hahaha," Lu Xiaodong seemed to think he was a Child of Luck, unable to hide his joy.

Yang Yun continued, "But the bad news is that you are Lu Dawen's son."

"And Lu Dawen drew 'extermination of the nine generations'."

"So, Xiaodong, I'm sorry, but you still have to die."

"Ah?" Lu Xiaodong's smile gradually disappeared, then his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Meanwhile, smiles appeared on the faces of Li Xiaosan and Mo Nan, and they quickly bowed, "Your Highness is wise!"