Under the direction of the prefect.

Ye Siming and Gu Nuo'er found stacks of silver bills in the tall pineapple wood cabinet indoors.

Gu Nuoer Wuli's eyes were full of anger.

"This Pixiu is too greedy!"

He has just taken charge of Yun Ai Guan for less than a month, and he has already taken so much money.

Fortunately, they found out early, otherwise, this Pixiu pretending to be the prefect of Xianzhou would not know how long he would be happy!

Ye Siming probably ordered some points, and then went outside with Gu Nuoer.

The prefect looked at them both with grievances in his eyes.

The eyebrows are drooping like the character "eight".

"Two gods, if you want money, I will pay it back, should I put me down?"

Ye Siming glanced at him coldly, waved his palm lightly, and the window curtain wrapped around the prefect's body snapped.

The Prefect of Pixiu said "Oops" and fell to the ground.

It hurts his fat face!

The prefect just stood up, but Ye Siming grabbed him by the collar and dragged him directly to the desk.

"Hey, hey!" Just after being beaten, he was afraid of this Yongye Hou: "Master Hou, you have something to say!"

Ye Siming pointed to the pen and paper: "Order now to abolish the settlement fee."

"Yes, yes, I'll write it." Prefect Pixiu rolled up his sleeves and picked up a pen, occasionally peeking at Ye Siming from the corner of his eye.

Gu Nuo'er walked up to them: "In addition to abolishing it, we must return all the money we got before to the people."

"Not only that, you should give out another 300 taels of gold yourself, donate in Yundiao Pass, and do good deeds."

When he heard that he wanted to pay for it himself, the prefect raised his chubby face in panic: "What?! This... the people in Yundiaoguan are all from the Jin state. Even if I don't receive the money correctly, how can I post it to foreigners? "

Gu Nuo'er narrowed her eyes, on a beautiful porcelain-white face, her black eyes were full of clarity and a firm light.

"Now Yundiaoguan is the territory of Daqi, and the people there will be our people in the future."

"You used to steal money in the name of Brother Si Ming, and caused him to be misunderstood by the people in Yun'ai Pass. Now, you should be responsible for this!"

"Three hundred taels of gold, is it a punishment for you, or is it better to take off your black gauze hat if you want to be stripped of your official position?"

When the girl said this, her eyes were dark.

Not angry and arrogant, with an innate nobility between his eyebrows and eyes.

The Prefect of Pixiu felt that she was unusual.

He hurriedly waved his hand: "I know I'm wrong, I can't lose my official position!"

Gu Nuo'er narrowed her eyes like pearls.

It really is the characteristics of Pixiu, greedy for money, and love of power.

Ye Siming held Gu Nuo'er's hand, and his low voice carried the gentleness that was unique to her.

"Don't stand all the time, be careful of the wound, sit down and I'll tell him."

The Prefect of Pixiu looked at Marquis Yongye, and regarded the little girl as a treasure.

He pressed Gu Nuo'er's shoulder and let her sit on the chair.

Only then turned to the prefect.

"Just write according to her wishes. If one word is not well written, you will need ten more punches on your body."

Ye Siming's voice was cold, making the Prefect Pixiu tremble.

Remembering that just now, he punched fiercely, not like a mortal, and he could see his true body at a glance.

"Write, write here!" The prefect quickly agreed.

Think for a moment, then write directly.

After a while, a new prefect's order was completed.

"Master Hou, please take a look." He handed it to Ye Siming honestly.

Ye Siming didn't look at it himself, but handed it over to Gu Nuo'er.

The Prefect of Pixiu observed secretly and came to a conclusion in his heart.

Yong Ye Hou listened to that girl.