As soon as the sky brightened, the commotion outside the Duke's Mansion became louder.
Chu Mu, wearing a long green robe, walked calmly into the middle of the fully armed armored soldiers: "Let's go, I'll go to the Dali Temple with you."
The Ministry of Justice is the territory of King Yin. Chu Mu can't get any advantage there, so he won't be so stupid as to jump into the fire pit.
"According to the Emperor's orders, the assassin should be arrested and imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice, not the Dali Temple."
The person who spoke up was a general with a gloomy face. Lao Ba secretly told Chu Mu that this man was a dog under Grand Tutor Hong.
Chu Mu smiled knowingly. "According to the laws of Daxia, the Ministry of Justice is responsible for punishment, while the Dali Temple is responsible for trials. The Qiufeng Cliff case hasn't been concluded yet, yet you want to throw me into the Ministry of Justice's jail. Do you truly have no regard for the law? Or does His Majesty the Prince of Yin want to take the lead in abolishing this law?"
The general smiled sinisterly, "The law is correct, but unfortunately, Chaomu, you forgot one thing. The Ministry of Justice has the power to execute civilians directly. Who do you think you are? Do you deserve to be in the Dali Temple?"
"She is the wife I, Xu Zhi, will marry. Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to the Duke's wife like that?"
Nan Mo put his left hand behind his back, held the sword at his waist with his right hand, and strode to Chu Mu's side with big strides, wearing a scarlet official uniform. "Madam, I will go with you."
Chu Mu: ...
[Help, help, help! My innocence, my reputation! If I agree to his request today, won't we be married from now on? What would that fool think if he saw this?]
It would be fine if Jie wasn’t here, but now he has followed us. In the previous plane, Chu Mu was married to him.
Chu Mu is a person with a strong sense of professional ethics. He settles relationships one by one without dragging his feet.
However, this was the first time Chu Mu encountered a situation where Jie Ye chased him across dimensions.
It wasn't because he felt ashamed, but because he was worried that the big idiot Jie Ye would rush out and fight with Nan Mo.
【Ah ...
Nan Mo listened anxiously to Chu Mu's unilateral madness in his heart, and accurately captured the three words "big fool".
Who is that? How can Mumu call so intimately?
A strong bitter taste filled Nan Mo's mouth. He stretched out his hand from behind his back and tightly embraced Chu Mu's waist: "Don't be afraid, Madam. He is just a General of the Tiger Guards. I don't think he has the courage."
"Duke Zhenguo, you--" The General's black face turned pale and blue.
Nan Mo looked down at him condescendingly: "What? Are you dissatisfied?"
The General of the Central Army bit his lower lip tightly: "I dare not..."
"Then let's go."
Nan Mo was very strong and took Chu Mu in his arms and left.
The grip he was holding was very strong, as if he was afraid that Chu Mu would escape.
Nan Mo walked to the gate of the Duke's Mansion and saw the old and dirty prison van at a glance.
The General of the Central Army pointed at the prisoner cart and said to Chu Mu, "Please come in."
A surge of anger suddenly burned in my heart.
Swish!
A cold light pierced through the air and struck the prison van.
Click.
The prison van broke in two.
"Duke Zhenguo, you have absolutely no respect for the law!" The General of the Tiger Guards was very angry after being humiliated again and again.
"Ha," Nan Mo sneered, pointing his sword at the General of the Central Army, "If you dare disrespect my wife again, you will end up like this car."
Xu Zhi's eyes were like bottomless pools. The General of the Central Army only looked at him briefly before he was overcome with an uncontrollable shock.
He closed his mouth and stepped aside silently.
"Go get the carriage," Nan Mo ordered the guard, "and get the most comfortable one."
“…”
Chu Mu was speechless as he looked at the super luxurious carriage in front of him.
Nan suddenly took a step forward, turned around and extended his hand to Chu Mu: "Madam, be careful with your step."
"Heh, heh."
[It's embarrassing, isn't it? Grandpa, the thickest thing about me is my shamelessness! ]
Chu Mu gave up and offered his hand: "Husband, thank you for your hard work."
Many onlookers had already gathered near the Duke's Mansion. They could not hear what Nan Mo and Chu Mu said, but they only saw the Lamborghini-style carriage and the two people who were acting intimately.
"I told you, how could the little immortal be an assassin? He's riding in a large carriage, so he must be going to the palace for a banquet."
"That's right, look at the Duke, he's practically holding me in his hands."
…
When the canopied carriage stopped at the gate of the Dali Temple, it once again attracted the attention of a group of people.
Nan Mo jumped out of the car first and used the same trick again to pull Chu Mu down.
The portly Dali Temple official trotted forward and said, "The Duke of Zhenguo has come in person. I apologize for not coming to greet you."
"Wei Qing, there's no need to be so polite. I'm here with my wife to testify."
"Uh - Madam?" The Dali Temple Minister's observation ability was naturally better than that of ordinary people. He saw the two people's hands holding each other at a glance.
scare!
The Dali Temple Minister gasped and forced a laugh: "When did the Duke get married? This joke is not funny, not funny."
"The wedding is being planned and will take place soon. When the time comes, please come and have a drink at our house."
"Ah, haha, hahaha."
Cold sweat rolled down the Dali Temple Minister's white and fat face.
He was really embarrassed in front of so many people.
Fortunately, Nan Mo did not intend to ask for an answer from him. He just took Chu Mu's hand and walked into the Dali Temple in a swaggering manner.
"General Ding," the Dali Temple official said, grabbing the Zhonglang Jiang. "What's going on?"
The Zhonglang Jiang, with a sinister look on his face, shook his head: "I don't know either, but it seems like they are just struggling to survive."
He clasped his fists towards the Grand Court Minister and said, "I'll leave this place to Wei Qing. I still have to go back and report to the Grand Tutor."
"Go ahead," the Dali Temple Minister waved his hand, "I'll deal with it first..."
When he returned to the Dali Temple meeting room, Nan Mo had already pulled Chu Mu to drink half a cup of tea.
"Duke Zhenguo," the Dali Temple Minister said, a little embarrassed, "the traitor—er, I mean, Madam, is now charged with the crime of assassinating the emperor. Although I want to treat her kindly, I can't go too far, right?"
"Assassinate the emperor? Who said that?" Nan Mo was surprised. "Madam, have you ever assassinated someone?"
After watching his performances along the way, Chu Mu's expression of amazement has turned into a state of adaptability.
He was even quite willing to cooperate: "Of course not, how could I do such a sneaky thing."
【If you want to kill me, do it openly. 】
Chu Mu did not say this, but Nan Mo heard it, and the Dali Temple Minister also saw it from Chu Mu's expression.
The Dali Temple official who had just stopped wiping the sweat from his face started wiping the sweat from his face again: "Ah... is that so..."
"Huh? Am I wrong?" Chu Mu looked at him with his head tilted, like a child who knew nothing about the world.
"Yes! How could it be wrong!"
With cold sweat pouring down his face, the Dali Temple Minister suddenly had a premonition that if he had not chosen the right side today, he would probably have died here.
Sure enough, Nan Mo spoke up the next second: "Mr. Wei, go and ask the Ministry of Justice and the Censorate to come over. The three courts should hold a joint trial as soon as possible."
He turned and looked at Chu Mu affectionately: "I'm still rushing back to prepare for the wedding."
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