After the villain was defeated, she still had power in the government

"This……"

Fu Yutang seemed very surprised by his proposal. He glanced at him and said a little embarrassedly, "Isn't this a bit too distant? Otherwise, let's just forget it."

As he said this, he couldn't help but look at Hong Shuang again, his face showing reluctance, he forced himself to look away, and said with pain: "You should take Miss Hong Shuang away. Otherwise, even if I have her, I will have to worry about others snatching her away every day. When I think about the possibility of losing her...ah, I am so heartbroken that I can't help myself. It would be better if I had never had her in the first place."

"no!"

Seeing that Fu Yutang was showing signs of backing down, how could Fu Ping'an just sit there?

"To be honest, Dad was also very moved when he saw Hong Shuang, and he couldn't guarantee that he would not regret it in the future." He followed Fu Yutang's words and said in a deep voice: "Let's write a letter of guarantee. This will not only make you feel at ease, but also leave me no room for regrets. It's a win-win situation."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and ordered with great pride: "My son, quickly ask your servants to bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Fu Yutang pretended to decline a few times, but seeing that he was determined not to give up until he wrote the letter of guarantee, he could only turn around and order, "Dagui, go get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. I can't let down the good intentions of the Marquis of Annan, right?"

The corner of Wang Dagui's mouth twitched.

My lord, I have taught you how to play hard to get.

Looking at Fu Ping'an, who had the word "death" written all over his face since the moment he entered the yard and was unaware of it but was instead looking smug, Wang Dagui couldn't help but sympathize with him for two seconds. Not only did he swiftly fetch pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he also considerately brought over a small desk.

Putting the things in front of Fu Ping'an and grinding the ink, Wang Dagui stood aside holding a lantern and said with sympathy in his eyes: "Marquis Annan, everything is ready." Now we can jump into the adults' trap with peace of mind.

"Yes." Fu Ping'an nodded arrogantly, picked up the brush, and was about to write when he heard Fu Yutang sitting on the armchair, with his legs crossed and his head supported by one hand, saying lazily: "Marquis Annan, this is a private matter between you and me. There is no need to write too formally, lest others know and make fun of you. Just indicate the year, month, day, and time, how much money you spent, and how you sent the beauty to my house."

Fu Ping'an was not very knowledgeable and was worrying about how to write the guarantee nicely so as not to lose face in front of his son. When he heard Fu Yutang's words, his eyes suddenly lit up.

My son is so thoughtful!

The emperor is right. After having a woman, even the most unfilial son will become considerate.

Fu Ping'an was so happy that he wrote the letter of guarantee in no time without any hesitation.

"Don't forget to write your name and stamp your handprint. Oh, and don't forget your master's seal." Fu Yutang reminded him again, "If you are going to do it, you have to do it to perfection, so as not to tarnish your reputation as a deputy minister of the Ministry of Rites."

Rui Chengyin, who was on the wall, was stunned when he heard this.

Why does this look like a prisoner signing a pledge?

The difference is that the prisoner does not need to write his own confession. But Annan Hou prepared his own confession.

Rui Chengyin: “…”

When I think about it this way, why do I feel a little embarrassed?

"Right."

After hearing Fu Yutang's words, Fu Ping'an felt that there was some truth in them. He was an official of the Ministry of Rites, in charge of rituals and music, schools, clothing, talismans, memorials, books, and edicts. He had to set a good example and regulate his behavior in daily life, and he could not be careless in the slightest.