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Volume One One Hundred and Five Encounter

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    One hundred and five encounters

    "You want to return to Southern Tang?!"

    Mr. Yi shook his hand and the fan fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.  He hurriedly lowered his head to pick it up - at that moment, Meng Ju noticed that what flashed across his face was not surprise, but panic.

    After picking up the fan, Mr. Yi's expression returned to normal: "Tell me, what happened? Did the Tatars discover your identity? If you are exposed, then we will have to run away immediately."

    "It's not that I was exposed, it's just that I got into some trouble. There's a guy who doesn't agree with me. I just don't want to see him again."

    Mr. Yi frowned and asked: "Who is so bold as to dare to antagonize the inspector of Dongling Guard? Oh, I heard that the border army attacked the Jing'an Department last night. Could it be that they went there for you?"

    Meng Ju nodded: "Absolutely. That guy's name is Shen Tujue. He is a brigade commander in the border army and a confidant of Tuoba Xiong. This man is ruthless and difficult to deal with. He has made a grudge against me and will not stop until death.  , I want to avoid him."

    "Brigade commander of the border army, Tuoba Xiong's confidant? Then this guy is indeed a bit troublesome - but you are also Ye Canaan's confidant, she should be able to protect you. You are the manager of Dongling Guard Jing'an, your identity  You have to fight with him! Why are you afraid of him? The frontier army cannot control the Lingwei, but the Lingwei can control the frontier army - it should be that he is afraid of you, right?"

    "That's the truth, butsigh."

    Meng Ju frowned angrily. He didn't know how to explain the complicated relationship to Mr. Yi, which involved the historical dispute between the frontier army and the Lingwei, the grudge between himself and Shentu Jue, and the relationship between Ye Jianan and Tuoba Xiong.  The subtle relationship of compromise and hostility between them, Tuoba Xiong's rebellion, and Shentu's surrender to Ye Canan, who didn't know whether it was true or false - if you tell them all, it really can't be explained clearly in one or two hours.  .

    "More importantly, Mr. Yi will not understand his fear of Shentu Jue.  Although the two pretended to shake hands and make peace in front of Ye Canan, Meng Ju could see Shen Tu Jue's eyes very clearly: He would never give up!

    This hatred will never end!  Between him and Shentu Jue, one must die!

    Meng Ju firmly believed in this. He instinctively hated Shen Tu Jue, and believed that Shen Tu Jue would see him the same way.

    That ruthless soldier had a lizard-like vitality and incredible good luck. From last night to now, I had at least four opportunities to kill him, but each time I was blocked by others or was unable to do so due to bad luck.  Even the 13 major robberies and the death penalty of the official murder case couldn't trap him. He had tried his best to have the best situation, but in the end he barely managed to draw with the other party.

    Shen Tujue was tied to the torture rack and couldn't move, but he still couldn't kill him.  Will I still have such a good chance next time I fight against this guy who is so lucky?

    Meng Ju doesn't have such extravagant hopes - to be honest, he is really scared.

    But of course he couldn't say these words to Mr. Yi. He just said: "Oh, those vulgar Qiu Ba, rude and impolite, entangled with these people, it loses my identity! Anyway, I am still in Northern Xinjiang."  If you¡¯re tired of it, why not go south for a change of scenery!¡±

    Staring into Meng Ju¡¯s eyes, Mr. Yi asked quietly, ¡°Are you afraid of him?¡±

    Meng Ju was furious: "Nonsense! I have a good character and I don't want to argue with him!"

    "Oh, I know, I know, don't get excited." Mr. Yi muttered thoughtfully: "Shen Tu Jue? I really didn't pay attention to this person. Since Captain Meng, you are so afraid of him"

    "Hey, hey, Lao Yi!"

    "Oh, since Captain Meng you don't want to argue with him Then how about we kill him?"

    Meng Ju snorted coldly, thinking that if Shen Tujue was so easy to kill, he would have killed him long ago.  Mr. Yi, no matter how talented you are, can you still kill someone with your flying sword?

    Mr. Yi observed the color and knew that Meng Ju had no objection.  He nodded and said: "In that case, Lieutenant Meng, just wait for two more days and see how I do. You know, there are many spies in Beifu who broke into the puppet government, but those who can do it like you, Colonel Meng, can  There are really only a few high-ranking officials in the intelligence agency. Beifu has high hopes for you! If you are exposed, it will be fine and you have to retreat. If you leave because of personal grudges, it would be a real pity."

    Meng Ju was noncommittal and said, "Then you have to hurry up. If there is no news in another two days, I will leave on my own."

    After talking about business, Mr. Yi asked Meng Ju if he had any good information recently.

    Meng Ju told about the fight last night, and Mr. Yi was surprised: "The border troops actually sent out armor to attack the royal mausoleum guards? Is there such a thing as this? The Tatar puppet armyIf the laxity and confusion of the court have reached this level, it will definitely not last long.  "

    Meng Ju didn¡¯t know whether the Qi of the Northern Wei Dynasty would last, but if the scourge of Shentu Jue was not eliminated, he knew that he would definitely not survive.  That beast was a robber, burned county offices and killed county magistrates. He was capable of anything.  Although Ye Jianan claimed that he could control him, Meng Ju was very doubtful when he looked at Shen Tujue's hateful and unruly eyes.

    "There is something" Meng Ju hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "This news is not confirmed yet. I will check it out and report it later." For some reason, he did not tell the most critical information: Tuoba Xiong  Possibly treasonous.  He comforted himself that this matter was of great concern, and it was just Shentu Jue's one-sided statement, which may not be true. He was afraid that it would mislead Beifu.

    Mr. Yi didn't care either. He told Meng Ju to pay attention to safety when going in and out, and to bring more guards to avoid being plotted against.

    Meng Ju listened impatiently and stood up, cupping his hands to say goodbye: "I know! Mr. Yi, do you have anything else? You're going back without me." He wandered to the door, but heard Yi coming from behind.  The teacher yelled: "Captain Meng, stop!"

    He turned around and saw Mr. Yi chasing after him.  His expression was solemn, his eyes were bright, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if he could see into people's hearts: "There is one more important thing, Captain Meng, have you forgotten!?"

    Meng Ju¡¯s heart tightened. He had just concealed important information. There was something wrong in his heart. He forced a smile and said, ¡°Lao Yi, what¡¯s going on?¡±

    Mr. Yi looked at him seriously and said word by word: "Meng Xiaowei, you are familiar with it, you still need money to buy tea. Fifteen taels a penny and two cents of silver, please pay it off. Our shop is small and profitable.  No credit."

    Meng Ju: ""

    When we came out of Xinhe Tea Store, it was completely dark.  The streets were crowded with tourists and merchants. Meng Ju watched them walking all the way. It was quite interesting to see this scene full of people's livelihood and interests.

    Returning to the mausoleum, the main gate of the mausoleum was being renovated and was blocked. Meng Ju had to take a detour to go back through the small door, but someone stopped him: "This brother has invited me! Excuse me, are you Jing'an?"  Chief Meng Jumeng from the Department?"

    Meng Ju turned around and saw a young man who looked like a scholar standing in front of the repaired gate, looking at him with a smile.

    This young man is wearing a white scholar's robe. He has a well-proportioned figure, handsome eyebrows, generous temperament, and a refreshing spirit. There is a strong scholarly atmosphere between his eyebrows, and he can tell that he is a Confucian scholar who has read poetry and books.

    Meng Ju breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the stranger: he was afraid that Shen Tu Jue was sending him to cause trouble when he saw strangers.  However, the scholar in front of him had an air of elegance and elegance that was well-read. Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. Shentu would definitely send thugs and soldiers, but he could not send out such genuine scholars.

    Meng Juxian had a good impression of meeting such a colleague with similar temperament in the wild and unrestrained Northern Xinjiang.

    He cupped his hands and said, "I am Meng Ju. What advice do you have from me, sir?"

    "Haha, it is indeed Chief Meng. The student is polite, can I disturb you for a moment? The student works at the Jing'an Mansion Office and serves as the master of the government. It is really presumptuous for the student to suddenly ask for an audience today. But everyone in the mausoleum office said  Mr. Meng, you have gone out, and the students have been waiting here. Finally, when you come back - I wonder, Mr. Meng, have you eaten? Why don't we find a restaurant and chat while we drink?"

    Meng Ju smiled and said, "There's no need to eat. It's still a long way from here to the back door. Let's talk while walking."

    The scholar responded simply, "That's fine!"

    The two of them walked side by side for a while, and the scholar was very calm. He only talked about gossip along the way, saying that he always admired Chief Meng and other polite words, but did not mention a word about serious matters.

    Meng Ju, on the other hand, couldn't hold his anger and asked first: "Sir, you came specifically to see me this time, but is there any official business in Jing'an Mansion?"

    The student in the white shirt smiled and shook his head: "It has nothing to do with official matters. The student came here because he was favored by Chief Meng in the past, and he came here specifically to express his gratitude this time."

    "What sir said is"

    "Last time, my ignorant brother was reckless and offended Chief Meng. Chief Meng was very generous and gave him a way out, so I came here to thank him on his behalf. I will accept a little kindness from Chief Meng."

    The scholar smiled, cupped his hands in salute, and his sleeves had unknowingly covered Meng Ju's sleeves. Meng Ju felt his hand stiffen, and there was an envelope in his hand. Meng Ju felt that the scholar's robe was made particularly large, which was really prescient.  .

    The scholar pulled back his sleeves, cupped his hands and smiled: "A little kindness is not a sign of respect, but Chief Meng will accept it with a smile."

    Meng Ju is on his sleeveHe pinched it and felt that there was a hard stack in the envelope. He was experienced and immediately knew that it was a banknote. It felt very thick and there must be a lot of it.

    Meng Ju was not very surprised. The Dongling Guard criminal case officer was partial in the case, and it was common for the family members of the prisoners to come to express their gratitude and give them money.  It¡¯s just that I haven¡¯t handled many cases since I took office, and this is the first time I have encountered one.

    "What case are you talking about, sir? Who is your brother?"

    The scholar smiled but did not answer. When he smiled, his eyes were crooked and dark, with a child-like innocence: "Mr. Meng, you really don't remember anything? Please let my second brother live. We can  Thank you very much.¡±

    Meng Ju thought about it over and over again, but finally couldn¡¯t think of it.  He was about to shake his head and give up, when he suddenly thought of something: Although the master of Jing'an Mansion was said to be working in the government office, he was just a commoner with no rank.  Everyone didn't know each other beforehand. It would be really rude for a commoner to suddenly invite a sixth-grade official to dinner - but how could a master in the government not understand these official etiquette?

    He paused, looked over intently, and his tone turned cold: "Sir, you are not from the Jing'an government office, are you?"

    The scholar nodded happily: "Yes, that's right, Chief Meng's eyes are as bright as lightning, and he really saw it."

    Meng Ju¡¯s hand had already grasped the dagger in his sleeve, and he asked word by word: ¡°May I ask your surname?¡±

    The scholar unfolded his robe, bowed long, stood up and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, I concealed something just now, but there was no malice. I was just afraid that Chief Meng would be offended if I rashly revealed my identity. Since my benefactor has noticed it,  , then I don¡¯t dare to hide it anymore: My surname is Liu, and my single name is Bin. I wonder if Chief Meng has ever heard of me having a mean name?¡±
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