Sheng Yujin carried the overlord's bell and rushed into the government office. The little official who was still dozing at the government office had just reacted. Sheng Yujin had rushed into the lobby and shocked the prefect who had just woken up from the hangover. He was panicked and almost jumped up and shouted "There is an assassin." Until he saw Sheng Yujin coming in, he stopped moving and was carrying a huge overlord's bell, and then he guessed the whole story.

The prefect cleared his throat. He just grasped his tone and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Sheng Yujin:

"Are you the prefect?"

The prefect of Jinguancheng was a little angry, thinking that the young boy who came from somewhere did not report it when he came in. He was so disrespectful and was very polite.

So he snorted in his nose, which was considered to be the answer to the other party.

Sheng Yujin threw the one-eyed overlord on his back to the ground, and then said:

"Master, this is the Ma Laohu you offer a reward to kill. I am here to receive the reward."

"Oh?" Hearing the word "reward" the prefect rolled his eyes and had a plan in his heart. He waved his hand and called the master to bring the copy of the notice. After a brief comparison, he had already made plans.

"Ahem..." The prefect cleared his throat and said to Sheng Yujin:

"Well, it's indeed the one-eyed overlord whom I offer a reward from. This hero is so handsome. Who is your surname and who is your person?"

Sheng Yujin's way:

"Well... My name is Sheng Yujin, I came from Kangba Zhuxian Village."

"Kangba?" The prefect nodded:

"Well, Young Master Sheng Yujin Sheng, I didn't expect that he was from Yizhou. I just saw your face. I thought you were from Liang and Yongzhou in the northwest. Since you came from Kangba, it would not be surprising. There are many foreign races in Kangba, and there are only a lot of young people with such a face."

Sheng Yujin still remembered the self-warning of "Don't let people know that they are wild werewolf", so he replied vaguely:

"Well... you're right, magistrate. That reward..."

The prefect did not seem to have heard Sheng Yujin's reminder, and said with a kind smile:

"Hahaha, it's such a hero, the overlord who is more than ten experienced hunters cannot win, is actually subdued by you alone. It's really awesome for the younger generation, and the younger generation is awesome for the younger generation! Hahahaha..."

"Master Prefect!" Sheng Yujin interrupted the prefect's laughter again, and then said very seriously:

"Thank you for your praise, bounty..."

"Hey, why are you so anxious?" The prefect seemed a little unhappy. He held his beard, squinted his eyes, and said slowly:

"Apart from this overlord, you naturally have some contributions, but Sheng Yujin, think about it, if I had not ordered people to hunt the evil tiger before and injured his vitality, how could you take it down so easily?"

It was not easy to take down this cruel and cunning tyrant. When he met this tyrant tyrant, there was no scar on its body, and its right eye was blind many years ago. So Sheng Yujin said that he could not agree with the words of the prefect. He was about to speak when he heard the prefect say something anxiously:

"So, you might as well take out some of the rewards in this reward order... Let's say that this is the official who will not move any money. I will give it to the hunters who have made contributions before, so you can rest assured."

After seeing that he had said this, the young man from the farmhouse in the hall remained silent, as if he was being moved by himself, so he began to imagine:

"Well... Xiaohong from the Yihong Courtyard of Wuhou Temple needs to give her a set of beautiful gold and silver jewelry. I don't know if it's enough. If it's not enough, I'll give me some of Mr. Jiang..."

Sheng Yujin hesitated for a while, and still felt that since this overlord was his own spoil, why did he share the credit with those hunters? The prefect spoke again with sincerity:

"Hey, Sheng Yujin, young people, why should you take these immediate interests too seriously? You must learn to put the group first, not be too utilitarian and so impatient. You must understand that the important thing is the exercise process. Good days are coming..."

The prefect wandered his eyes and found the master in the corner, so he pointed at the master and continued:

"Do you know that this time you can make contributions is the result of many people working together. Look, the master who wrote the notice, the painter who made portraits for this overlord, and the leader who guided them to do these things... Strictly speaking, these people's contributions are not smaller than you. Can you live up to your conscience if you take this money alone? Young people, recognize the essence, work hard enough, and learn to be grateful to go further..."

"Sir!" Sheng Yujin seemed to be moved. He interrupted the prefect's "life motto". He felt a little embarrassed and struggled to stretch out five fingers and said:

"I thought about it, but I still follow the notice..."

"Bold!" The prefect saw Sheng Yujin's five fingers stretched out, and cursed in his heart:

"I don't know how good or how I am, I don't know how to polite it. It's really a rotten wood that cannot be carved. If you take this money, where will I get it..."

Just as he had greeted Sheng Yujin's ancestors in his heart, the prefect heard Sheng Yujin's second half of the sentence:

"As stated on the notice, fifty taels!"

After Sheng Yujin finished speaking, he lowered his head with shame. After all, what the prefect said was indeed too reasonable. He really didn't know how to be grateful and took the money alone.

However, Sheng Yujin remembered the five fingers that the person in front of the notice list and the exaggerated sentence "This - what about the number!". Is there such a fifty taels of five fingers? The money is too big, and I am afraid that the purse will explode when I put it in! So Sheng Yujin insisted on expressing his inner thoughts.

The gloom on the face of the prefect immediately disappeared, and a flower was almost blooming brightly. He had never seen such a sensible young man. Oh no, the one with the surname Jiang was more sensible two days ago. He didn't want a penny for five hundred taels of silver, but instead added several hundred taels to himself in private. However, this surnamed Sheng was not disappointed. He nodded repeatedly and praised:

"Okay, okay! Young Master Sheng Yujin Sheng, this official is as wise as a torch. You can tell at a glance that you will have a great future in the future. Tell me, what other requests do you have? This official loves talents the most. As long as your request is reasonable, you will definitely be satisfied, hahahaha..."

As soon as the prefect spoke, he felt a little regretful. If Sheng Yujin wanted to order people to promote his reputation everywhere like the young man surnamed Jiang, wouldn’t it be very difficult for him to do it? But the next moment, he was relieved. Compared with the two, he was obviously more "sensible" than Jiang. Then, when he promoted himself, he would use different strengths according to the degree of "sensible". Although he was a little embarrassed, it was not difficult to deal with.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yujin scratched his head and said:

"Well...Master, I want to take a piece of the skin of this tiger and make clothes in the future."

"It's good to say it!" The prefect found that although the surname Sheng was not the most sensible, he did not make things difficult for him at all. He was a child who could teach him. So he readily agreed to his request, called the hunter and the tailor on the spot to peel off the best piece of fur on the back of the king's bell. After a brief treatment, the prefect was in a good mood and was very excited. He took the special ink that was not easy to fade, and splashed ink on the fur.

"The warriors in western Sichuan are prosperous and captured evil beasts bravely. Here is a reward for the Jinguanchengfuya."

Putting down the brush, the prefect took out fifty taels of silver from his arms and handed it to Sheng Yujin who had been waiting for a long time with the fur. Then he patted Sheng Yujin's shoulder meaningfully.

Sheng Yujin happily left the government office with the fifty-two huge sums and fur he had finally obtained. When he walked to the door, he couldn't help but feel happy and said secretly:

"It's a big profit!"

Little did he know that the prefect sitting in the court at this moment looked at a plate of silver with snowflakes on the ground - the plate of five hundred taels that should have been rewarded to Sheng Yujin, and said the same sentence in his heart:
Chapter completed!