The new book of the burning prairie star

Chapter 266 You Don’t Return the Things to My Master

"Master, what should we do?" Seeing that his side had been exposed, Zhang Zhanfei was a little anxious.

"Friend, can I ask you a question?" Yang Biao knew that the responsibility of being discovered by the other party was entirely on him. He did not have any internal strength, and his breathing sounded particularly heavy next to the master's ears.

"What's the problem?" We had never met each other before, so what problem could there be?

"Do you know the Duke of Anguo?" If they didn't know each other, the tail ring might just be a coincidence.

“Ha…ha…ha…” The group of people laughed. It turned out that they were coming for Duke Anguo.

"How did you find out?" The person who asked the question immediately swung his knife and rushed towards Yang Biao.

"Don't be rude!" Zhang Zhanfei next to him quickly took on the move, and the others also started fighting one-on-one.

"Wenbin, Wang Hui, shoot arrows!" Yang Biao, who was impatient, said to the remaining four people without having to talk about the code of conduct in the martial arts world. He was afraid that if he was slow, the arrows he shot would hurt his own people.

"Yes, master." The four men quickly pulled out arrows from their backs and shot at each other.

"You shameless villain, you actually shot an arrow in the back!" Four people from the other side were shot in the chest or back, and they cursed angrily.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining people immediately wanted to escape.

"Zhan Fei, they are not good people. There is no need to follow the rules with them." Seeing that he stopped, Yang Biao shouted at him, a group of people who did not sleep in the middle of the night and ran out to rob and kill wealthy businessmen, why should they abide by the rules and do anything.

"Yes, master." Zhang Zhanfei agreed with him and stepped forward to kill the man who was shot in the back with a sword.

The rest of the people followed suit, and those who were not hit by the arrows had to guard against the arrows while dealing with the opponent's sword moves. Their minds were completely disrupted and their moves were quite panicked. There was no need for Gui Wenbin and his men to continue shooting arrows before they were killed one after another.

"Wenbin, search them to see if they have anything on them." Since they are related to Duke Anguo, he should do something for Jiang Sheng.

"Master, apart from silver bills and some gold leaves, we found nothing else on them." Wen Bin and his men searched them one by one and handed over the money they had obtained.

"Okay, take off the pinky rings on their little fingers, dig a hole nearby and bury them." It was late at night, and there was no need to worry about being seen. He took all the things, and the pinky ring might come in handy.

"Yes, master!" Nine people carried the corpse and flew away.

"Zhan Fei, let's go back to the inn and sleep." Yang Biao called the remaining four people. They had to continue their journey early tomorrow morning. No one knew what the relationship between Duke Anguo and these dead people was.

Except for the time when Yang Biao and his men ran out of supplies and had to stop to buy more, they traveled day and night. As a result, they arrived at Beigao Prefecture, which would have taken more than 40 days to reach by horse carriage, in less than half the time.

"Master, I have found the government office of Beigao Prefecture." Yang Biao was standing not far from the gate of the prefecture city waiting. Gui Wenbin and six others dismounted and came over to report.

"Okay, let's go to the government office!" Yang Biao got on his horse and looked at the city gate behind him. Now that he knew the address, it would be easy.

"Wenbin, the thirteen of you will take the lead." The others found an inn to stay in temporarily. The security in the north was so chaotic, and the prefect of this city did not implement a curfew. He really wanted to get to know him earlier.

"Who are you?" A group of people rode to the gate of the government office, and the guards there blocked their way with swords.

"Tell your prefect that the acting northern governor has arrived!" This man was too rude. Gui Wenbin stepped forward and broke his sword with his internal force.

"Oh, okay!" His sword was broken into several pieces by him, which frightened the guard so much that he quickly ran into the yamen to report.

"Excuse me, could you please show me your official seal and the appointment document from the Ministry of Personnel?" The person who came out was not the prefect, but his legal advisor.

"Who are you?" Seeing that the way he walked did not seem like the highest official of the prefecture, Gui Wenbin thought it necessary to find out his identity.

"I am the legal advisor of the prefect of Beigao Prefecture. My surname is Ren and my name is Xuemin." Ren Xuemin bowed and then extended his hand to him.

"Oh, here, take a look." Yang Biao knew that he wanted to see his official seal and appointment documents, so he took them out of his package and handed them to him.

"Okay, please ask Sir Yang to come here with me." After Ren Xuemin finished the inspection and confirmed that everything was correct, he prepared to place the person in the government office according to the prefect's arrangement.

"Hey, why don't you return the things to my master?" Seeing that he was holding the official seal and appointment document tightly in his hands, Gui Wenbin was a little angry.

"Oh, I forgot. Please keep it, sir." Ren Xuemin pretended to suddenly realize something and hurriedly returned the thing to Yang Biao.

"It's okay. It's unavoidable to have a bad memory." He smiled faintly and took it. He knew in his heart that this must be the intention of the prefect of Beigao Prefecture. It seems that this prefect is not an easy person to deal with.

When you are in the officialdom, as long as you understand the subtext, you can interact with people relatively smoothly, but the prerequisite is that the other party agrees with your principles of making friends. You can't just make friends with everyone for the sake of your own development.

"Master Yang came in a hurry, and my master is not ready yet. I'm sorry that you have to rest here for a while. When my master is ready, I will arrange a proper place for you to stay."

After placing them all in a remote courtyard in the government office, Ren Xuemin bowed to him and left in a hurry.

"Master, what do they mean by this?" They actually arranged Shangguan in such a corner. Gui Wenbin felt indignant for him.

"No matter what they mean, we should make the best of it since we are here. It's already very late. Wenbin will leave two people to keep watch, and the others should go to bed early." The prefect did not show up, but arranged for a legal advisor to receive us. It was obvious that he wanted to give him a warning.

"Yes, master!" Gui Wenbin and Wang Hui looked at each other and immediately flew onto the roof.

"Wow!" The two of them turned over so swiftly that he was envious. Internal strength should be cultivated from childhood. He decided that after Zhuo Qiu came, he would let him become his disciple and learn Qinggong.

"Sir, I have already placed the person in a corner of the government office according to your instructions." After arranging the person, Ren Xuemin hurried over to report to him.

"Did you get his seal and documents?" asked Wei Yangke, the prefect of Beigao Prefecture, who was sitting on a chair, when he saw him coming with empty hands.

"The student was incompetent, so he took the things back." Gui Wenbin had just grabbed Ren Xuemin's wrist. He felt pain and could only obediently return the things to Yang Biao.

"Okay, I understand. You've been tired all day. Go to bed early." Seeing that his right wrist was swollen, Wei Yangke knew that there was an expert around Yang Biao.

"Yes, student, take your leave!" Ren Xuemin touched his aching wrist and thought that he had to find a doctor to treat his injury, otherwise his hand would be disabled and he would not be able to write in the future.

"Interesting, Yang Biao, let's wait and see!" Looking at Ren Xuemin's leaving back, Wei Yangke showed a ferocious and brutal smile on his face.