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Volume One One Hundred and Sixty-One Missing

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    One hundred and sixty-one missing

    After meeting the last guest, night has fallen.  Meng Ju looked out of the window and saw stars and lights everywhere.  He stood up from the chair, stretched his stiff body, opened the door and walked out.

    Two guards were guarding the door. When they saw Meng Ju coming out, the young soldier saluted solemnly: "Lord Governor!"

    Meng Ju nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

    The two soldiers were both strangers and should be guards sent by the provincial department.  Only then did Meng Ju remember that he had given Lu Liulou and other guards a holiday, allowing them to go home and rest after being away from home for two months.

    In the compound of the General Administration, Meng Ju walked forward slowly.  Under the pale moonlight, all the trees and flowers in the garden were left with bare branches, looking desolate and desolate.

    Looking at the winter scene in front of him, Meng Ju couldn't help but recall when he first came to the General Administration. At that time, the garden was full of flowers and lush vegetation - withered flowers would bloom again and withered branches would sprout again.  , but the person who passed away will never come back.

    When he was leaving the gate of the provincial office, the old gatekeeper stopped Meng Ju: "Hey, young man, where is your ID? When did you come in? Why didn't you register?"

    Meng Ju was stunned for a moment. Seeing the seriousness on the old man's face, he remembered that he had indeed not registered when he came in - how could the Lord Governor register when he was surrounded by a large group of people?

    Fortunately, the deputy director of the Jing'an Department still had his badge on him. Meng Ju took it out and showed it. The old man stared at him suspiciously for a long time, and finally his expression softened: "I remember you, young man. Last time, Huo Zhen  When I was supervising the funeral, you came and I remembered you."

    "Yes, you gave me a paper flower last time we met, old gentleman - the last few times I came here, the guards were guarding the door, but I didn't see you?"

    The old man sneered: "There was a war at that time! Mr. Ouyang said, don't trust me, an old man, to guard the door, and replace it with some young guys - what will be the result? I said, if I were here, such a thing would never happen!

    I have been working as a janitor for nearly ten years. No thief can blind me. I have a sharp eye and can distinguish good from evil at a glance. There has never been any trouble in the office!  For those young guys, what do they know?  Why didn't people kill Governor Ye Zhen and burn down the building?  "

    Listening to the chatter of the old man at the door, Meng Ju suddenly became interested. He asked: "Old sir, have you worked here for ten years? Have you met the mayor?"

    "Why haven't you seen it? I've seen so many governors! When I first came here, Governor Du was still in office, then Governor Wu, Governor Li, and then Governor Huo - Governor Huo was right  It¡¯s best for us to care about whether we have enough to eat and wear warmly, and give us red envelopes every festival. It¡¯s a pity that he died early. Alas, good people always don¡¯t live long¡±

    "Oh? Then, how about Governor Ye?"

    "Governor Ye?" The old man shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, she is far worse than Governor Huo! That girl has a vicious heart, is not safe in her work, and has too many crooked thoughts to be popular. Although it is said that you should not talk about dead people.  Bad words, but Governor Ye is really far behind Governor Huo and Governor Wu, she doesn¡¯t have the courage ¨C it¡¯s not always possible for a woman to be in charge!¡±

    Meng Ju suddenly became angry when he heard the other party saying bad things about Ye Canan. He snorted, turned around and left.

    After walking two streets away, Meng Ju looked back and thought, "Why bother?"  It would be too disrespectful for a town governor to argue with an old guard.

    It¡¯s the time when the lanterns first come on, and the streets of Jing¡¯an are brightly lit. The entrances of hotels and brothels are decorated with colorful lanterns, and the streets are bustling with people.

    Meng Ju stopped at a fork in the road: to the left was the East Street where Xinhe Tea Shop was located, and to the right was the West Street where the Jing'an Department was located.  He hesitated for a moment, then walked to the left.

    The lights at the entrance of Xinhe Tea Store were sparse, and the door panels were half closed. It was about to close, and a strange fat man in a long gown was sorting out the containers, but Mr. Yi and Xiao Xu were missing.

    Meng Ju felt strange and secretly increased his vigilance.  He walked in and slowly looked at the tea leaves on the shelves without making a sound.

    The fat man looking after the shop stood up and greeted Meng Ju politely: "What kind of tea would you like to buy, sir?"

    Meng Ju said casually: "Let me just take a look - is there any new tea this year?"

    "I'm sorry, sir, it's hard to find new tea at this time of year - sir, where do you want the new tea?"

    "Is the Longjing tea picked on the eighth day of March by the West Lake still in stock?"

    The fat man looked at Meng Ju, dumbfounded: "Sir, we have Longjing tea from West Lake, but when?I don't know if I took it off.  Otherwise, you can try our Longjing, which is also very fragrant.  "

    Meng Ju¡¯s heart sank slightly.  He pretended to smell the tea leaves: "Well, the tea leaves are good and really fragrant. Come on, help me put half a catty in."

    The fat man seemed very happy to see that he could still make a business when the store was about to close. He happily helped Meng Ju pack tea with lotus leaves, and at the same time introduced that his tea was genuine and he never used low-quality tea to make up for the price.  Affordable and cheap.

    Meng Ju listened with a "hmm, um, um," and he asked calmly: "Man, where is your shopkeeper? I have some business and want to talk to him, maybe I can order more goods."

    The fat man beamed with joy: "Sir, I am the shopkeeper of our store. If you have anything to say, just tell me! I can make the decision."

    "Ah? I remember, isn't the shopkeeper of your Xinhe Tea Shop a gentleman with white hair? Where has he gone?"

    "Oh, you are talking about the previous shopkeeper Su! He has quit and handed over the shop to me. If you have anything to say, just tell me. I can also do the business that shopkeeper Su did before."

    Meng Ju was shocked: "Mr. Yi - uh, I mean, Mr. Su stopped doing it? Where did he go?"

    "I heard that his mother was seriously ill and he had to go back to take care of her as soon as possible. He has already returned to his hometown - well, we don't know where his hometown is, he didn't tell us.

    Oh, it turns out that you, guest officer, are an old customer of Shopkeeper Su!  Shopkeeper Su was indeed a very good person, kind and funny. When he passed away, many neighbors said it was a pity and missed him!  This was over a month ago.  Sir, do you want to buy something?  You might as well tell me, I can do the business that Mr. Su can do!  "

    Meng Ju stared at the fat shopkeeper with a friendly face in front of him for a long time, not knowing whether he was from Beifu or not.  He said vaguely: "Well, shopkeeper, if you see the white-haired shopkeeper Su, please give him a message and tell him that the creditor is looking for him, and he still owes him 30,000 taels of silver.  !¡±

    The fat shopkeeper was shocked: "Huh? Shopkeeper Su actually owes someone thirty thousand taels of silver? This this has nothing to do with us! When I took over his shop, everyone paid for their money and signed the contract.  The district attorney and Li Zheng have both witnessed it, and his debt is none of our business!"

    "Of course. I just want to know where Shopkeeper Su is?"

    But the fat shopkeeper was panicked. He really couldn't tell where Mr. Yi was. Later, he actually suspected that Meng Ju was a gangster who came to blackmail him: "Sir, are you here to cause trouble? What happened between you and Mr. Su?  Just go to him, not us! If you keep nagging me, I will report to the official that the official is here!"

    Meng Ju didn¡¯t want to make things worse, so he said a few words and left quickly.  Behind him, the fat shopkeeper hurriedly closed the door, as if afraid that he would come back again.

    Meng Ju was still afraid that the fat man was a spy sent by the Dongling Guard Intelligence Agency to go fishing. He then bought some pens and ink from several nearby stationery stores and asked about Xinhe Tea Company in a circumstantial manner. He said that he had heard about Su from Xinhe Tea Company.  The shopkeeper committed a crime and was arrested by the Yamen. Is this true?

    All the shopkeepers said in unison, no!  Shopkeeper Su sold his shop and returned to his hometown. Before leaving, he even invited the neighbors to dinner.  In particular, a pretty young woman in the stationery store next door seemed to be full of nostalgia when she talked about Mr. Yi, and the look of reluctance was evident on her face - Mr. Yi is considered a capable person if he can be regarded as a spy.  .

    Meng Ju walked all the way back to the mausoleum office, feeling suspicious.  In previous interactions, Beifu's intelligence station was not without emergency transfers, but they would always notify me of the new contact address.  But this time, no one told me whether it was Luo Jing's intelligence station or the Northern Xinjiang intelligence station. Beifu's intelligence station in Northern Xinjiang disappeared inexplicably.

    Mr. Yi did not run away in a hurry. He sold the shop in a hurry and had time to say goodbye to his neighbors. Since the Northern Xinjiang Intelligence Station was not exposed, why did he suddenly move?  Why don't you tell yourself?

    Last time, Mr. Yi's mistake almost cost Luo Jing his life. This time when he came back, he originally wanted to have a good talk with Mr. Yi. When they met, Meng Ju planned to pretend to be aggressive and demand him.  They wanted to compensate for the loss, but unexpectedly, the old gangster ran away without saying a word, which made Meng Ju feel depressed because he couldn't find someone to vent his anger that had been brewing for a long time.

    By the time Meng Ju returned to the Jing'an Department, it was already dark.  Meng Ju sneaked in through the side door and walked home along the path - even though he was so low-key, he was still recognized by a few acquaintances on the way.

    When the old colleagues recognized Meng Ju, they all looked panicked and shouted: "See the Governor!" while hesitating whether they should kneel down and salute. Their awkward expressions made Meng Ju?It¡¯s painful to watch.

    In the end, he simply avoided the path and trotted home in the dark from the garden.

    Seeing the light at the door of the familiar building, Meng Ju felt very warm.  He knocked on the door, and a crisp female voice sounded from inside: "Who is it?"

    Hearing the voice of Jiang Leilei, Meng Ju's childlike innocence suddenly grew. He pinched his nose and said roughly: "I am the landlord, here to collect the rent! You have lived here for several months, it's time to pay the rent!  "
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