As Murong Xuan expected, the prefect did not see his master the next day, so he found Yang Caigui, and then led his troops to surround the inn where they were. However, he did not act rashly. At first, he speculated that the person who dared to tie his master directly was either a martial arts master or an official sent by the court, so he naturally wanted to calm down.

Based on the principle of having something to say, the prefect asked Yang Caigui to come forward and inform him and convey his meaning.

Yang Caigui's palm was covered in cold sweat. When he went upstairs, he saw Murong Xuan and others drinking tea leisurely. The master tied up shouted as soon as he saw him: "Boss Yang, help!"

Yang Caigui looked embarrassed. He was just a businessman who was powerless and obedient. Why did he get involved in such a thing? "Young Master Luo, Young Master Chen, the prefect asked me to tell you, everyone..."

"Boss Yang, don't say much. I believe the prefect didn't give you a good face, and it made you embarrassed. Sit down and have a tea." Ouyang Chen interrupted him enthusiastically, "Young Master, I'd better go down in person?"

Murong Xuan held the teacup and nodded.

Yang Caigui was pressed to the chair by Ouyang Chen and took the teacup tremblingly.

Ouyang Chen walked down with a relaxed expression. After a while, the prefect came up, his face was ashamed. When he saw Murong Xuan, he immediately knelt down: "I don't know that the Seventh Prince has arrived. His subordinates have hit the Prince. Please forgive me!" After that, he kowtowed a few times, and the ground was pounding.

In this action, the master struggled foolishly and thought of getting up and kneeling down, but he was tied up so strongly that he kept shouting: "Prince, please spare me, please spare me."

Yang Caigui was about to stand up and salute, but Ouyang Chen held it down: "Sit down, there's nothing you have to do."

Murong Xuan stood up, walked to the prefect in two steps, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Prince, please forgive me, tell me where are you guilty?"

The prefect said hesitantly: "I have no guidance and let my subordinates collide with the prince." Although he has many crimes, this one cannot be avoided at present.

Murong Xuan sneered: "You falsely spread the orders of the court and increase taxes, which caused public resentment. This is a crime of one; you betrayal for personal gain and throw Liu Yuanwai, who did not pay the excess tax, into the prison cell. This is the second crime; you disobey the court, and the court clearly ordered that all food and medicinal materials shipped to Hechuan be released, and you also sent someone to intercept and ask for money for money. This is a crime of three; what's even more hateful is," Murong Xuan stepped on the master's face with his feet, with a disgusting expression on his face, "Your subordinates are salivating for the future princess, and they are usually forced to rob the women of the people. How dare you say that his boldness and arrogance are not your indulgence?!"

The prefect was so scared that his body shook. The Seventh Prince arrived yesterday. Today he sentenced himself so many crimes, each of which was a death sentence. He hurriedly kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I am really wronged. I increased my taxes just to give more things to the people of He Chuan. I don't know anything about the master's actions!" Anyway, this master of sex will definitely die. If you can leave it aside, just leave it alone. His sex will hurt him badly.

"That's it," Murong Xuan dragged his tone, and the atmosphere in the whole house was solemn and cold. "A Chen, read it to the prefect, how much silver is there for the master to handle."
Chapter completed!