My political enemies demoted me to a place where no one can shit in the southern wilderness, and ordered me to hand over 300,000 taels of tax money within three months, otherwise I would be executed on the spot.
Everyone is waiting to see me die.
On the day I took office, the county governor hypocritically sent me a book of old bad debts, implying that I was plundering people's wealth.
I took it with a smile and handed him a new account book with my backhand.
As soon as he opened it, his face instantly turned green.
Because in the account book that I had "enlightened", every amount of money he had embezzled over the past ten years was densely listed, along with the hiding place of relevant witnesses and physical evidence.
He doesn't know that I can "enlighten all things."
Do you want to play dirty with me?
Not to mention the account books, even the words on the black-hearted official documents he wrote would pop out on their own, forming a big word "greed" on his face.
