The new book of the burning prairie star

"You really don't recognize me?" Xia Weiwei took off the veil on her head. The court doctor said that he had a head injury and there might be some sequelae, but she never thought it was amnesia.

"Xia Weiwei! Why are you here?" Yang Biao was a little surprised to see her here, and then he remembered that the maid said this was the Xia Mansion, and Xia Weiwei's last name was also Xia, so...

"This is my home. Is it weird that I'm in my own home?" Xia Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he recognized her. "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"Hey, Yang Biao, you specially wore new clothes when you came to the city. Well, most people in the world respect clothes before people!" The last time he saw Yang Biao, he was wearing cotton clothes, and this time he was wearing silk clothes. Rong Zhuang thought that he wore good clothes when he came to the city because he didn't want to be looked down upon.

"I have everything I need. I don't need to seek anything from outside. I feel proud of myself." This suit was made for him by Qin Xiaoran. Yang Biao felt that as a man now, he didn't need to pay too much attention to his attire.

"Your clothes are a little torn. I asked someone to buy them this morning. Take them off and I will wash the dirty ones for you." Xia Weiwei saw that he spoke in a bookish tone. Well, this description is not right. He should be said to be a man who can read.

"Young Master," Jin Rong took the tray with a set of clothes on it, "Let me help you change." After saying that, she was about to take off his clothes. Xia Weiwei and the others turned around and went out.

"No need, I can do it myself." Yang Biao hurriedly blocked Jinrong's hand, pushed her away, and went to the inner room to change his clothes.

"Well, um... do you know where Xingning Street is?" Yang Biao changed his clothes and asked Xia Weiwei who was standing outside the door. Thinking that Qi Mingyao might not be in Tianshi Academy, he could go to his house and return the contract to him.

"I know. Why are you going to Xingning Street?" Xia Weiwei frowned. Xingning Street is usually inhabited by merchants. How did Yang Biao, a scholar, get to know those merchants?

"Oh, I just want to find someone." Yang Biao took out the contract from his sleeve pocket, "I want to return it to someone according to the address on it..."

"Let me see," Xia Weiwei stretched out her hand. Yang Biao hesitated for a moment, but still handed it over.

"Oh, you are unfamiliar with the city." Xia Weiwei took the contract, the contents of which were really shocking. Yang Biao was afraid that he had been cheated. She ordered the servants to prepare two carriages for her, "I'll take you there."

"Hey, why are you here at the government office?" Yang Biao was a little surprised. Could it be that Xingning Street was right next to the government office?

"Follow me!" As soon as Xia Weiwei got off the car, Rong Zhuang put a veil on her head. She walked in front, and Yang Biao deliberately lagged behind her a few steps.

Rong Zhuang had a favorable impression of Yang Biao's deliberate behavior. He thought he was a good polite person.

"You wait here, I have something to do inside." Xia Weiwei stopped, turned around and told Yang Biao where she was going, then walked into the government office lobby.

There are three squads and six rooms in the government office. Among the three squads, the strong squad is for dispatching; the soap squad is for standing guards; the fast squad has horse drivers and police chiefs, who are responsible for arresting criminals.

Among the six rooms, the Lifang was in charge of the appointment and dismissal of officials; the Hufang was in charge of finances; the Bingfang was in charge of military affairs; the Xingfang was in charge of civil affairs; the Gongfang was in charge of industry, commerce and construction; and the Lifang was in charge of education.

Xia Weiwei went to the criminal office on the west side, "Miss, why are you here?" Seeing the young lady coming, the head of the criminal office, Cao Tongpan, stood up hurriedly, bowed and asked Xia Weiwei what she was doing here. Others also stood up and bowed and stood aside.

"I want you to see that this contract is real." Xia Weiwei winked, and Rong Zhuang hurriedly took out Yang Biao's contract. The person in charge took it with both hands, looked at the seal on it, and asked his subordinates to find the records of these seals. After a careful comparison, several people bowed to Xia Weiwei and said, "Miss, the seal is consistent with the files left in the prison room. I and others have determined that this contract is real!"

"Since it's true, you just handle it." Xia Weiwei was a little surprised, but she couldn't say that she came here only to verify the authenticity of the contract, so she could only let the criminal department handle the transfer to Yang Biao.

"Yes, Miss, I will do it right away." Judge Cao immediately found a blank document and copied the information in the contract one by one. "Miss, it has been done. Do you have any other instructions?" Judge Cao respectfully handed over the two documents with both hands and asked Xia Weiwei if she had any other matters to handle. He could handle them all at once.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Xia Weiwei turned and left. Rong Zhuang went to take the document from Pan Cao's hand. "This is the shop my cousin bought. Thank you Pan Cao." But they couldn't say that the young lady came here specifically for Yang Biao's matter, so as to avoid damaging the young lady's reputation.

"Miss Rongzhuang, you don't have to be polite. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me. There is no need to trouble the young lady." Sure enough, Judge Cao believed that the young lady came this way just to save face for her personal maid who had been with her since childhood and to avoid the purchase tax.

Xia Weiwei returned to the government gate. Yang Biao was still standing there waiting. She didn't say anything and got into the car. Rong Zhuang put the contract on top of the two documents and handed it to him, "It's ready for you. Take it."

What have you done? Yang Biao took it in confusion, and watched Rong Zhuang get into the car with the young lady. Xia Weiwei lifted the curtain and said, "Yang Biao, take the carriage at the back. I'll take you to Xingning Street."

"Oh, okay." Yang Biao didn't have time to think about it. He quickly packed up his things and went to get in the carriage behind.

"This house has been well renovated!" Rong Zhuang saw Yang Biao's house on Xingning Street. Except that the door was a little small, there was no other problem.

"Is this the address on the contract?" To avoid any mistakes, Yang Biao confirmed with Xia Weiwei, who nodded. So he went forward and knocked on the door, "Is Qi Mingyao home? I have something to ask him." A gentleman loves money, but he gets it in a proper way. He cannot do anything that would make things worse. He must return the contract to Qi Mingyao in exchange for his 1,000 taels of silver.

The door opened with a creaky sound. "My young master is studying at Tianshi Academy and hasn't returned home yet. You can go to the academy to look for him." An old man opened the door and stuck his head out and said to Yang Biao.

"Your master has..." Rong Zhuang wanted to say that the family was no longer surnamed Qi, but was stopped by Xia Weiwei, "Go to Shulu, let's go see your shop." After saying that, without waiting for Yang Biao, he turned around and got on the carriage.

"Oh, okay." Yang Biao was not used to a child doing things so quickly and decisively. His 15-year-old daughter was almost crushed by her. When they arrived at Shushui Road, they saw that one of the shops was surrounded by people, so they got off the car to take a look. The ancients believed that water represented wealth, so they added water to the names of the streets where shops were located.

"What happened?" I originally wanted to be a spectator, but as I watched, I realized that the house number was No. 15, Liushui Road, and this was the address on the contract.

Many people threw out the things in the shop. These were all Qi Feng's things. It was too much of an insult. Yang Biao couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Hey, why are you throwing my things?"

"Your stuff?" Sun Xuanli came out of the shop after hearing the voice and shouted at Yang Biao fiercely, "Do you dare to say that again?"

"I'll say it a hundred times, this is also my family's thing. I bought the shop yesterday." He had originally planned to take out the contract and had even touched it, but Sun Xuanli was a rogue. If he tore up the contract, he would have no evidence and his one thousand taels would be wasted.

"You bought the shop? Well, I'm an honest man too, sell it to me for three hundred taels." Sun Xuanli was a little surprised that Old Man Qi found a buyer so quickly, but he wanted to buy the shop himself, so he said to Yang Biao with a smile.

"Three hundred taels?" Now Yang Biao finally understood why Qi Feng was in such a hurry to get rid of the one thousand taels. It turned out that this scoundrel only wanted to give away three hundred taels of silver. Isn't this blatant robbery?

"Even if you offer me three thousand taels, I won't sell it." Yang Biao made up his mind. Sun Xuanli has more than ten men here, and he has trained them in the past four months. He should not suffer any loss if he picks up weapons and starts fighting.

"Boy, you refused my toast, so take the punishment! All of you come at me." Sun Xuanli took a few steps back to avoid Yang Biao's blood splattering on him and staining his clothes.

"Boy, let me show you what happens if you offend our young master," Sun Xuanli's personal servant Hu Zi sneered, and a group of people rushed towards Yang Biao and attacked.