"arrive."

"There are three more boxes."

Meng Shaoyuan pointed at it: "Brothers have worked hard this time. I handed over two boxes and left one box for everyone to share after returning to Chongqing."

"Chief Meng, what about you?"

"Don't count me out." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "This officer is as clean as water and upright. It is my duty to suppress bandits. I will not take any of this money."

What an awe-inspiring statement.

That "Ode to the Master" has long been worth far more than these six boxes...

"No, this must not be possible." Even though the old bacon had rich experience and sharp eyes, Meng Shaoyuan behaved so righteously that he was almost moved to tears:

"Xiao Qiu, you're here too. Let's do some calculations. I think it's just a case of handing over. Let me make a rough estimate. Each case is worth forty or fifty thousand dollars. It's reasonable to use it to deal with your boss.

There is also a box. How about we send it to Chief Meng’s house? Sir, you must not shirk it anymore, otherwise any of the brothers will feel uneasy with the money."

"Yes, yes, Chief Meng." Qiu Xingchang said repeatedly: "We all remember your kindness to us. This is what you deserve, and it will not damage your reputation at all."

Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "You are trying to put me in an unclear situation... That's all, since it is my brothers' heart, I will risk my reputation and share the blessings with my brothers."

Since the Republic of China, when it comes to thick-skinnedness, Meng Shao has always been considered second, but no one dares to be first.

His old subordinates in Shanghai and Nanjing all knew the nature of their superior for a long time, and they did not believe a word Master Meng said.

But this time when I came to Chongqing, how could people like Qiu Xingchang know the depth? Even people like Lao Bacon were deceived by him.

…

When leaving Yanzui Village, the villagers worked overnight to make a flag with eight characters written on it:

Eliminate the violence and bring peace to the good, and regenerate the benefactor!

When the villagers saw Meng Shaoyuan coming out with his team and prisoners, they all knelt on the ground and shouted together:

"Meng Qingtian!"

Sorry, sorry.

Meng Shaoyuan was so thick-skinned that he even felt embarrassed.

"Uncle, thank you."

Little Yanba got up from the ground and came to Meng Shaoyuan: "Uncle, I will repay you when I grow up."

"Okay." Meng Shaoyuan touched his head: "If you have anything to do in the future, remember to come to Chongqing to see your uncle. My uncle's name is Meng Shaoyuan."

…

The saying goes that when you are proud of yourself, your horse's hooves are anxious.

All the way back to Chongqing, the scenery was endless.

It's a pity that even after wiping out a small bandit, no one came to welcome him.

"Catch him, catch him!"

Suddenly, there was a noise.

I saw a beggar running all the way, followed by several big men chasing after him.

He caught up with him, kicked the beggar to the ground, punched and kicked him, and the leading man kept yelling:

"You dare to rob Mr. Dou's things, you are so tired of living."

"Go and see what's going on."
Chapter completed!