The postmaster's clothes were disheveled, and it was obvious that he had been woken up again in the middle of a sleep. The guards prevented him from going upstairs, so he knelt downstairs and cried loudly, begging Wei An to assign some guards to him so that he could take them to put out the fire.
He cried so hard that it made people feel sorry for him. Even Wenxiu and Suping could not help but frown. However, they frowned not because they really felt sorry for the postmaster, but because they thought he was too scary.
He cried so skillfully and with such sincerity, this skill is really rare. Moreover, as he was making a fuss and crying, many people really began to pour into Wei An's courtyard - there was no fire here, and there were a lot of people. When people are in danger, they always prefer to squeeze into crowded places, no matter whether it is safe or not, there is always psychological comfort. Even though the guards are well-trained, they cannot stop so many people pouring in like water.
Han Bo had already realized that something was wrong, and turned around and said to Wei An: "Princess! I'm afraid there are other people mixed in... Let's go quickly..."
In any case, as Wei An said, if they left here and delayed for two days, as long as the Datong garrison arrived, they would be safe.
The guards were still trying their best to stop them downstairs. With his and Su Ping's tattoos, it wouldn't be difficult for them to take Wei An away first.
The postmaster below cried even harder, begging Wei An to save them with all his heart: "Princess! I heard that you have a kind heart, please open your eyes and take a look! There are hundreds of people outside! They are all officials of all ranks and their families from all over the country. They have families too! Please have mercy, princess! Please!"
Although they didn't know what he was asking Wei An for, but hearing the postmaster crying and begging for their safety, everyone started to make a fuss and all agreed to ask Wei An for help.
The guards naturally tried their best to stop them from going upstairs, but this inevitably led to some conflicts, and no one knew who started the fight first, and the crowd began to clash with the guards.
Then, the postmaster stopped crying abruptly. He wiped his tears and looked in a certain direction in disbelief. Not far away, a woman was stabbed in the back. She fell down stiffly in disbelief.
No one knew who was the first to shout, "The guards of the palace killed someone! The guards of the palace killed someone!"
Immediately afterwards, a large number of people became furious and began to charge at Wei An's guards: "What prince and princess! They don't even take the lives of others except their own seriously! We are also working for the court, and we are also good citizens. Not only did they watch us die without helping, they even attacked us..."
In the chaos, the guards had no choice but to block and retreat.
Wei An took in all their confusion, and then solemnly instructed Han Bo: "They probably want to force us to leave. Once we leave, we will really fall into their trap."
If something happens here, this is the post station, no one can escape. No matter who comes to power in the future, there will definitely be a thorough investigation in the end. Covering it up is a troublesome thing, and Xu Anying will not do such a stupid thing.
Therefore, their purpose should be to force them to leave here. As long as they leave here, everything that happens later will be logical - going out late at night, and it is just a female family member with two maids and a few guards. Even if something happens, it is very reasonable, isn't it
Han Bo was stunned for a moment, then froze, frowning and sneering: "This bunch of bastards only know how to use these mean tricks! Princess, what do you think we should do?!"
"Catch the postmaster." Wei An looked at the postmaster who seemed to be stunned, smiled slightly, and asked Han Bo: "Can you do it?"
Han Bo estimated the distance, observed the surrounding situation, and nodded decisively.
Immediately afterwards, Han Bo jumped up, leaped down from the railing on the second floor, and pounced on the postmaster who had not yet recovered from his shock, trying to pick him up in his hands.
But the postmaster was stunned for only a moment, then quickly opened his hands and stepped back.
It turns out that he has martial arts skills!
That means they have definitely not caught the wrong person. Wei An sneered and called out softly to Qing Feng, who had been silent the whole time.
Qing Feng immediately understood and floated out silently to help.
The people who were still in constant conflict with the guards over there also noticed that something was wrong here and couldn't help but divert some of their attention.
Qingfeng and Hanbo were both first-rate fighters. The postmaster gradually couldn't hold on any longer and was kicked to the ground by Hanbo. Then Qingfeng grabbed his throat first and took him to the second floor together with Hanbo.
There was only a moment of silence, and then there was a loud bang as if something exploded below.
The postmaster tried hard to plead for them, even kneeling down to beg Wei An for them, but Wei An actually let himself be captured like this. The crowd below began to become more agitated and uneasy, and the atmosphere, which had just relaxed for a moment due to the fight, became tense again in the blink of an eye.
Wei An, however, smiled leisurely at the captured postmaster, and asked him gently: "Sir, didn't you say you are an old friend of Shen Chen? Why don't you introduce yourself?"
After struggling for a few times without success, the postmaster gave up and felt quite annoyed - he had overestimated himself. Normally, he could have retired after achieving his goal. However, after thinking about it, he decided to instigate the people to cause a bigger conflict himself so that Wei An and the others could flee in panic and fall into the trap more smoothly. However, he did not expect that Wei An had already become suspicious of him.
Now I'm in her hands...
He was a smart man. He knew that Wei An was not so easy to deal with, so he frowned and pretended to be coerced: "Princess, spare me! I don't know anything, I really don't know anything. They forced me to do this. They told me to ask the princess... ask the princess and the prince if they know me... I don't know anything. There was a fire here at night. I was afraid that I would be held responsible if someone was burned to death, so I came to ask the princess for help!"
He is really smart. After thinking about it for a while, he doesn't know anything.
Wei An smiled, apparently unmoved, and sighed softly, "You seem to know me very well, but it's a pity, you obviously don't know me very well..."
The postmaster was confused by her and did not react for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to say something, but suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing on his shoulder. He was startled and tried to dodge as quickly as possible.
But he was still a step too late. Su Ping had already hit him on the shoulder with a palm, almost shortening him. (To be continued)