Although Han Zhengkun's voice was very light, he had a solemn power. Faced with such a sentence, Han Mo was stunned at first, then showed a naughty smile, giggled, stretched out a hand to take Han Zhengkun's big fan, and helped the old man fan, but there was an indifferent tone: "Grandpa, who said I was dissatisfied? If my grandson was dissatisfied, would he come back here obediently? If my grandson was dissatisfied, how could he come back to serve you?"

Han Zhengkun stretched out an old and shriveled sucking Han Mo's hair, and whispered: "Sun son, grandpa told you very early that your father's temperament is different from grandpa. His temperament is too soft, just like your dead grandma. On the contrary, you, a monkey, have the same temperament as when I was young. If you are convinced of this, I will never believe it."

Han Mo blinked and smiled, "If grandpa had encountered such a situation in me back then, what would you do?"

Han Zhengkun smiled and said, "I had known that the monkey would have asked this question, but grandpa was grandpa after all. Before you came back, I thought about it carefully. If I encountered such a situation in your case, I would hold on to the Northwest military power. What kind of resistance is not obeying the order? It is not bad, holding the military power in my hand is real. If anyone provoked me, he is a dragon or a wolf, just beat him!"

Han Mo was stunned. Although Han Zhengkun had to tell him some jokes since he was a young man, such shocking words still made Han Mo feel awe-inspiring.

Don’t look at the old man now just a leisurely part of the world, and was once a powerful figure back then.

Before Han Mo could speak, Han Zhengkun smiled and said, "That was me back then. If I were twenty years old, I would probably do that. But now I am older and I will be more careful in thinking about things. If I really do that, I am afraid that the position of the Northwest General will not be stable. If I really want to do it, I am afraid that not many people will follow me."

Han Mo smiled and said, "With grandpa's majesty, who dares not follow you?"

"This is not a question of whether you dare or not." Han Zhengkun's expression became serious again: "Sun son, you have been away from the East China Sea for two years and soaked in a large dye vat like Yanjing for two years. You should know that people's hearts are unpredictable. In this world, you can see through everything, but only people's hearts are hard to see through. Don't see that you are awesome in the Northwest, but grandpa dares to guarantee that there are more people in the Northwest Army who are not convinced. If you want to conquer all their hearts in less than a year, it is undoubtedly a dream. You are young and have made great military achievements, but those people in the Northwest Army have been struggling and struggling for more than ten or even decades, so it is easy for you to be conquered?"

Han Mo looked serious and nodded, "Actually, Sun Er thought about it now. Now he was still scared when he suppressed the Northwest Army with a military talisman. If there was a slight mistake, Sun Er would probably be killed by those Northwest Army."

Han Zhengkun smiled and said, "You don't have to belittle yourself. Those who can achieve great things from ancient times to the present have all had the courage and courage of superhumans. Grandson, you think you miss me!"

Han Mo smiled and said, "It's all my grandfather who taught me well since childhood."

Han Mo didn't feel any strange about Han Zhengkun's knowledge of the world without leaving the door. As the second sect leader of the Han clan, if he was not clear about these major events that happened in Yan State, he would have seen a ghost.

This is also good, so save yourself from slowly describing your own experience.

Han Zhengkun must have known those who should have known, and the old man probably can know a little bit if he shouldn't have known them.

"The veterans of the Northwest Army are a faction, and these people probably won't be devoted to Xiao Huaiyu. Xiao Huaiyu has been in charge of the Northwest Army for so many years, so naturally there are also people, and there are secretly involved with major families in the court... Just like the Fan family of the Ministry of War, they have supported many people to go northwest, and there are also Hu children from your grandfather's lineage. Although Xiao Huaiyu took office and eliminated the power of the aristocratic family after he took office, it is not to say that he would just eliminate it. There must be some forces in the Northwest Army. These are the three factions, and after you entered the Northwest Army, you won over a group of people.

The Northwest Army looked out from the perspective of the four factions, and they were entangled together!" Han Zhengkun was slow and said it slowly, but his orderliness was very clear: "If you really count it, your faction is the weakest. After all, you have not been in the Northwest Army for a long time, and most of those who follow you have no other backers. If you spend another two or three years, you may be able to stabilize the Northwest Army, but it is impossible to suppress it now. Although they obey you on the surface, but if something goes wrong, I am afraid that your butt will get hot!"

Han Mo deeply agreed with this. It was precisely because of this reason that he followed the order and returned to Beijing, because he knew very well that once he really resisted the order, the foundation he laid in the Northwest Army would become more unstable. Maybe a group of people with ulterior motives would be talking about the matter at any time.

Although I was also following Xiao Huaiyu's path, I couldn't become the second Xiao Huaiyu in an instant.

"Son, you don't have to be upset." Han Zhengkun smiled and said, "These four forces seem complicated and uneasy, but you should understand now that the most effective way to do things in the world, especially the art of controlling the underworld, is balance and restraint. Although these forces are confused and complicated, they are just the same. Instead, they restrict each other and can be used."

Han Mo sighed: "Grandpa, this ginger... is still so spicy!"

Han Zhengkun shook his head, stared at Han Mo very seriously, and said slowly: "Child, you are smarter than grandpa. You have not resisted the order and can endure it. Grandpa is very pleased."

The expression on Han Mo's face suddenly became cold and asked softly: "Grandpa, since you understand all this, do you know who is betraying your grandson? The grandson's marching trail was actually controlled by Sima Haoyue, causing thousands of soldiers to die in a foreign land." He clenched his fists: "The 800 Fengqin Donghai children have lost nearly half of them... Uncle told me that it may be the Fan family who was making trouble behind the scenes. Do you always believe it?" Having said this, Han Mo's mouth was a little cold.

Han Zhengkun smiled indifferently: "The Fan family doesn't want you to die, it's more useful for them to live."

"Who is that?"

"Not important!" Han Zhengkun waved his hand: "Child, it doesn't matter who leaked the news about this matter."

The old man's eyes suddenly appeared, but it quickly passed by. He looked at Han Mo calmly, pondered for a moment, and finally asked, "I heard that you have a very bad relationship with Cang'er?"

Han Mo frowned and nodded.

Han Zhengkun sighed and said softly: "Cang'er has been praised since childhood. He regards him as a jewel. He still has his skills, but the most fatal weakness is that he is too high and too narrow-minded. Among you four brothers, the broadest one is Bin'er... You are also a proud and arrogant person, just like grandpa. When you entered Beijing, grandpa was worried that you would have a dispute with Cang'er. Now it seems that things are just my prediction.

"He looked at Han Mo lovingly and gently stroked Han Mo's head: "At the age of three, it's not that grandpa boasted, your ability has been revealed since childhood, and it's better than Cang'er. As long as you are given a chance, you always have to be better than him, but grandpa didn't expect that you, a gangster, have been doing well in the past two years. Now the tribe and even the people in the East China Sea are proud of you, and Cang'er has no mention of it anymore...!"

Han Mo said: "Does it have to be weaker than him?"

"Who said he was weaker than him?" Han Zhengkun immediately became solemn: "If you are a dragon, you will be lying on it, and if you are a tiger, you will not be afraid of jealousy. If you live everywhere, you will lose your fun. Although grandpa is not fighting for fame and fortune now, it is because grandpa is old and has no interest and energy. But if you are a young man, if you do not have the fighting spirit, wouldn't it be even worse than me, an old man?"

When Han Mo heard this, he was overjoyed. He stood up and hugged Han Zhengkun's old long head, kissed him in front of his forehead, and laughed: "Grandpa, I'm really sure now that I am your grandson!"

Han Zhengkun rolled his eyes and scolded: "I'm talking nonsense again. Could it be that you always think you were picked up?"

Han Mo laughed loudly, feeling that when he talked to the old man, his heart was extremely comfortable.

"The greater your contribution, the more bleak Cang'er will appear." Han Zhengkun sighed lightly: "He is the heir of the future head of the family. Your limelight overshadows him. How can he convince the public in the future? The limelight of Xuandao kills you is also expected."

Han Mo sneered: "Uncle plans his son's future, and my Han Mo's future naturally cannot be compared with my elder brother."

Han Zhengkun stared into Han Mo's eyes and whispered: "It would be fine if it was just like this, grandpa hoped it would be just that." He stretched out his shriveled hand, held Han Mo's hand, and said softly: "Child, you have to remember that our grandfather and grandson are very simple, just keep the last bottom line. We don't make things difficult for others, but if someone insists on us, even if our neck is broken, we will let it break, and we will never bow our heads!"

Han Mo was excited and nodded vigorously.

"When we retreat, we can just take a few steps back, but if we have no choice, we will try our best to take a step forward." Although the old man was extremely old, at this moment, his whole body was full of brilliant style. His eyes also shot out a sharp look that Han Mo had never seen for many years: "We are eagles on the East China Sea, and the eagle... we are going to spread our wings and fly high!"

Han Mo only felt that Han Zhengkun's words contained a great profound meaning. He savored it carefully in his heart. The hands of the old and the young were tightly clasped together, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the light like water sprinkled on the bodies of the grandparents and grandchildren.

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