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Volume One One Hundred and Forty-One Released from Prison

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    One hundred and forty-one released from prison

    Suddenly hearing the other party say this, Meng Ju was ecstatic and immediately knew that things had changed.

    "Who are you?"

    Meng Ju asked rudely, and the faces of the officers present changed color. Several of them were about to teach this little officer who didn't know the rules, but the man waved his hand to stop them.

    "It's our first time meeting you. Nice to meet you. I'm Bai Wusha."

    Meng Ju was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

    Several torches were crackling, illuminating the man in front of him.  He is very good-looking, with light eyebrows, pale complexion, deep eyes, and a straight and delicate nose.  There is a deep smile line on his lips, which makes him always look like he is smiling, making people feel friendly and kind at first sight.

    Such a handsome and haggard man is actually the legendary terrifying and powerful Bai Wusha of Dongling Guard Town?

    "Inspector Meng, this is not the place to talk. Come out with me."

    It is snowing outside, and the snowflakes are floating silently.  The foothills, jungles and densely packed buildings covered by the vast white snow all appeared in front of Meng Ju at once.  In the gray field of vision, two evening birds flew across the sky and turned into two black spots and flew away.

    The snowy light was dazzling, and Meng Ju's eyes stung slightly just after he came out of the dark prison.  But he still insisted on keeping his eyes wide open, staring greedily at the vast sky and white earth, breathing in the air that exuded the fresh scent of the woods, and felt infinite joy in his heart.

    Only those who have lost it know the value of freedom and life.

    "It's snowing heavily this year. Is it even snowier in northern Xinjiang?"

    While Meng Ju was looking at the scenery, Bai Wusha was waiting quietly and didn't speak until then.  He showed rare tolerance for the young man's almost reckless behavior.

    Meng Ju suddenly remembered that there was a big boss from the Dongling Guard beside him.  He turned around and bowed to apologize: "Lord, Lord Mayor, I am disrespectful of my humble position."

    Bai Wusha smiled and shook his head: "I am the one who should be said to be rude. Inspector Meng, I have heard of your name for a long time, but I didn't expect that we would meet like this. Inspector Meng, you have been wronged these days, go and rest first  , we will discuss it in detail later.¡±

    He patted Meng Ju on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards a large carriage. The officers respectfully escorted him onto the carriage, and the carriage drove forward and disappeared into the vast curtain of snow.

    Meng Ju felt like he was in a dream when the headquarters of Dongling Guard suddenly appeared, picked him up from the dark cell and then disappeared in a hurry.  He stood there, staring blankly in the direction where Bai Wusha's carriage disappeared, unable to recover.

    As soon as Bai Wusha left, the officers also dispersed.  When passing by Meng Ju, they all gave him warm and friendly smiles, and some even stopped to chat with Meng Ju in a very polite manner.

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    In the past, when Meng Ju suddenly saw such a big shot, he would not be able to greet him respectfully.  But now, perhaps because Bai Wusha's impact was too strong, Meng Ju had lost his sense of awe towards the big shot in his eyes before, and just dealt with it vaguely.

    Fortunately, everyone knew that he had just been released from prison and was in a trance in ecstasy. Everyone understood, and no one blamed him. He said something like "Congratulations Zhaoxue" and "Have a good rest and take care of yourself."  The polite words disappeared one after another.

    At this time, someone greeted Meng Ju: "Inspector Meng, congratulations."

    "Ah, thank you, Your Excellency"

    Looking at the person in front of him, Meng Ju's face suddenly changed color: the person in front of him was not someone else, but Nan Muhe.

    It was precisely because he was trapped by the Intelligence Agency while talking to Nan Muhe - although it may not have been his idea, but in any case, Meng Ju really didn't like this person.

    As if he didn't see the disgust on Meng Ju's face, Nan Muhe calmly said: "Inspector Meng, you just came out, are you a little tired? I'll take you somewhere to freshen up and rest. You have a good rest."

    Meng Ju said a faint "hmm" but said nothing.

    Nan Muhe smiled, thinking that Inspector Meng was really innocent, he hadn't learned to hide his feelings yet.

    "The arrest of Meng Ju was an official act, not someone's decision of will.  After receiving the information, we must do this according to the procedures.  In fact, Nan Muhe had given Meng Ju a lot of care within his own capabilities, such as strictly prohibiting Meng Ju's execution - but he did not explain these to Meng Ju. He just smiled and said: "Inspector Meng Ju  , get in the car with me."

    A carriage took Meng Ju to a small house in the west area of ??the mausoleum, and twoThey were met at the door by a clad servant.

    Nan Muhe led Meng Ju in and introduced him to the situation of the house.  This house looks ordinary on the surface, but you can only feel its luxury when you walk in - not the kind of nouveau riche style inlaid with gold and silver, but a very elegant and restrained luxury.

    In the courtyard, the branches of wintersweet stretch gracefully, there is a study with bright windows, red sandalwood furniture, calligraphy and paintings by the former painting saint Shen Kuan are hung on the walls, and precious Taizhou jade inkstones are placed on the copywriting, which exudes fragrance.  The Yunshan ink and sandalwood pen holder contained unopened precious langhao pens, and the bookshelf was filled with all kinds of rare rare books that Meng Ju had been famous for for a long time but had never seen. His eyes were bright when he saw it, and he was  Surprise and joy: This kind of study is clearly the paradise that all scholars in the world dream of!

    Looking at the happy expression on Meng Ju¡¯s face, Nan Muhe smiled faintly: ¡°I heard that Inspector Meng is a scholar and has been a scholar. We specially chose this house - I wonder if it suits your liking?¡±

    "I am very satisfied, Lord Lao Nanmu has taken the trouble."

    "Haha, that's good. Inspector Meng, you can use this house during your stay in Luojing. This is Uncle Zhong, the housekeeper here. Inspector Meng, you can rest here tonight. If you need anything, just follow Uncle Zhong.  Uncle and the others said that was it. I said goodbye and went back."

    When sending Nan Muhe out, Meng Ju couldn't help but asked the doubts in his heart: "Master Nanmu, there is something that I don't know whether I should ask or not: This time I was suddenly imprisoned, who is it?"  "

    "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask, Inspector Meng."

    Nan Muhe interrupted him softly: "You have been locked in a dark cell for more than ten days. You have been wronged and have resentment in your heart. This is normal. The General Administration also understands that you will naturally make some compensation. However, as a Dongling Guard  Officers, it is our duty to withstand internal review and accept the test of our superiors; it is also the responsibility of the General Administration to test the loyalty of subordinate officers, and you should not have any complaints about this."

    "Yes, I don't dare to complain because of my humble position. But Lord Nanmuhe, may I ask what arrangements the General Administration has for me next?"

    "This kind of question should not be raised directly by subordinates to their superiors.  Nan Muhe hesitated for a moment, thinking that this guy had suffered a lot, so he might as well reveal something to him: "Inspector Meng, you should have heard it that day. The General Administration originally wanted you to serve as the Tongzhi Town Superintendent of Dongping.  But something happened later - Inspector Meng, you don¡¯t have to worry, the General Administration has found out that you are completely innocent - for a meritorious person like you, the General Administration will promote and re-employ you no matter what. Of course, Inspector Meng yourself  You can make any requests, and as long as conditions permit, the General Administration will consider them."

    "In this case, I have a small request."

    "Huh? Inspector Meng just said it doesn't matter."

    "I request to retire from Dongling Guard - I hope to resign and leave now."

    This black jail incident really taught Meng Ju a profound lesson.  He was caught inexplicably and released inexplicably. He knew nothing about the cause and effect of the matter.

    But there was only one thing he was sure of: the Dongling Health Administration suspected him.

    Doubt is like planting a seed, sooner or later it will take root and sprout.  The General Administration has begun to doubt himself, and interested people will pay attention to his every move in the future - this time he was lucky, the General Administration did not catch his evidence and released it. What if he is not so lucky next time?

    It was very satisfying to be the governor of a province, but after walking on the edge of life and death, Meng Ju was really frightened. This feeling of being precarious and hanging on by manpower really made him feel chilly.

    He has already made a plan. After resigning, he will immediately pack up his baggage and run away back to Southern Tang Dynasty with Yin Liang. Bai Wusha will not be able to catch up with him. Let him stomp on the ground and regret the fact that he let this big fish run away!

    Nan Muhe was shocked when he heard this. He sighed: "Inspector Meng, it seems that you still have resentment towards the General Administration!"

    Meng Ju said with a straight face: "There is no resentment in my humble position. It's just because I was injured during the war. Now that I am suffering from multiple injuries, I really can't keep working and I have to ask to resign."

    Nan Muhe looked deeply at Meng Ju for a while, feeling emotional in his heart.

    Ye Canaan treated this man favorably, and he repaid him with loyalty and would not change it until his death; the general administration suspected him, and he was about to leave immediately - this is a true national scholar.  In today's era of moral decay, this kind of ironclad style is rarely seen.

    When dealing with such a person, we can only talk about friendship, favors and face with him, but not about the righteousness of the family and the country.

    Nan Muhe regretted it very much. When Bai Wusha ordered the arrest, he should have dissuaded him.  Now, seeing that a rare talent is about to leave Dongling Guard, and not knowing whether he will join the border army or the Ye family, Nanmuhe is very unwilling to do so

    "Inspector Meng, you have just come out and you don't think about things very clearly yet. It's better not to make a hasty decision, right?"

    Seeing that Meng Ju wanted to say more, Nanmuhe waved his hand: "Have a good night's rest and relax. Tomorrow I will come to pick you up to see Mr. Bai - Mr. Bai will come to pick you up personally. I will give you face like this, but you won't see me  Isn¡¯t it good that he will leave immediately? After talking with the headquarter, you can decide whether to stay or not, okay?¡±

    Nanmu He¡¯s posture was very low, almost begging. Meng Ju could only nod: ¡°It¡¯s all up to Master Nanmu¡¯s arrangement.¡±

    Nanmuhe breathed a sigh of relief.  He put his arm around Meng Ju's shoulders affectionately and winked like an old friend: "Inspector Meng, let me tell you something: all the expenses you spent in the house were reimbursed by the General Administration. They are the money of the court. You don't have to help us save money."  . Anyway, you can tell Uncle Zhong whatever you want, he will know how to arrange it - some of Luo Jing¡¯s style may not be visible to the frontier!"

    Nan Muhe said something cryptic, but his ambiguous smile was anything but cryptic.  Being both men, Meng Ju certainly understood what he meant.  He could only smile awkwardly: "Master Nanmu was joking."

    "Haha, take a rest tonight and relax. I will pick you up at noon tomorrow."
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