When Han Mo returned to the Minister of Rites' Mansion, it was already midnight, but the main hall of the Minister of Rites' Mansion was brightly lit. Mrs. Han sat in the hall and anxiously waited for her son's return.

The convoy that came back from Yichun had entered the city. Of course, someone had reported to Mrs. Han. Mrs. Han naturally knew that the leader of the convoy was his son, so after hearing the news, she kept waiting in the hall with a look of expectation.

The maids and several servants in the hall also looked out from time to time, and someone even smiled and said, "Madam, if the young master makes great contributions this time, he will definitely be promoted to a high-ranking official!"

Someone immediately continued: "Yes, our young master has reached the peak of his career. He has made many contributions not long after he entered Beijing...!"

The servants are all happy from the bottom of their hearts. After all, they are all from the Korean tribe. The young master's success is equivalent to the entire family's success. The success of the family is equivalent to the glory of the entire tribe's people.

Although Mrs. Han was happy that her son came back, she did not care much about whether Han Mo made contributions or not. As a mother, she would rather Han Mo live a simple life and live a safe and happy life.

But she knew that this was just a luxury. As a disciple of the aristocratic family, Han Mo was destined to participate in this kind of power struggle. This was a fate that was born to be destined. If you don’t eat people, you will eat you!

When she was in the East China Sea, she felt a little more at ease, but now she has to be an official in Beijing, but she has to always worry about the two most important men in her life.

Her husband, her son, they are all about Mrs. Han!

Listening to the cheerful words of the servants, Mrs. Han smiled slightly on her face. She has always been a generous woman and has always been kind to the servants.

The servants laughed and said that Han Mo would be promoted to the title. Although this was not what Mrs. Han liked to hear, she could understand the mood of these maids and servants. She just shook her head with a smile and said, "Your young master, as long as you don't cause any trouble, I will burn high incense... Yes, has the food ready for the kitchen? The venison sent by grandma, don't forget to steam it. The stinky brat has been suffering in Yichun for a while... I don't know if he has lost weight, so he has been prepared. He has to prepare hot water quickly. When he comes back along the way, he is afraid that his body will be stinky, but he has to wash it well...!"

The servants all smiled and said, "Madam, don't worry, this has been explained several times, and they are all ready!"

Mrs. Han smiled and said, "I'm all confused."

At this time, Han Qin came in from outside the door and saw Mrs. Han coming and walked behind Mrs. Han, gently pounded Mrs. Han's back, and asked, "Auntie, why haven't my brother come back yet... Didn't you say that the convoy has arrived in Beijing?"

Mrs. Han said, "I said I was going to worship General E's mansion, and it's time to come back..." Her expression immediately showed a hint of gloom: "Qin'er, how are your mother?"

Han Qin lowered her head, her eyes were a little red: "Eat less and less... her strength is getting smaller and smaller, and she can't sit up..." At this point, tears were already overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

Mrs. Han put her hand on her back and patted Han Qin's hand gently, which was a little heavy: "Don't worry, that old monk still has some skills... he can always cure your mother..."

"Auntie, you...you said my mother can really get through it?" Han Qin gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers: "I asked the old monk, he never talked..."

Mrs. Han didn't say anything, but just said softly: "Since your brother has invited the monk to our house from Yichun, he always has some tricks. Seeing that the monk is taciturn, I feel very capable... Don't worry, everything will be fine..."

At this moment, I heard a cry from the gate: "Young Master is back, you are back... Madam, you are back..."

Mrs. Han was excited and immediately stood up and cursed, "Boy, I finally know how to go home." Her feet were flying, leaving the maids and servants far behind. When she went out, she saw Han Mo wearing military uniforms quickly stepping in from the main entrance.

Mrs. Han stood up and looked at her son with a smile.

Han Mo took off his helmet to the servant next to him, came forward, laughed and shouted sweetly, "Mom!"

Mrs. Han looked up and down at Han Mo and felt that her son was becoming more and more mature. Although she still had the childishness in the eyes of her parents, the mature atmosphere could not be concealed.

"Come on me!" Mrs. Han said: "Let me see clearly!"

Han Mo walked forward and looked at his mother with a smile.

"I'm not thin." Mrs. Han smiled and said, "Yes, your father also went to General E's mansion. Can you meet him?"

"See you." Han Mo nodded and walked into the hall with his mother's arm: "Mom, I miss you so much... Yes, is there anything you have ready to eat? I'm hungry...!"

"There is venison." Mrs. Han smiled and said, "Your aunt sent it to you, steamed it..." Seeing her son being by her side, Mrs. Han's heart finally settled down.

"Brother...!" Han Qin came forward and shouted softly.

If it were in the past, she would have asked if she had brought her a gift, but this time she was worried about Aunt Bi's condition, so she was in a bad mood and had no time to care about whether to give or not.

Han Mo naturally saw Han Qin's red eyes and felt a little uneasy. He was very concerned about Aunt Bi's condition now.

He reached out to wipe away a tear from the corner of Han Qin's eyes and said softly: "Little sister, don't worry... Auntie will be fine!"

Mrs. Han said, "Go and take a shower, change your clothes and have a meal. Let's talk about other things later!"

The servants had already prepared the bath water. Han Mo had never taken a bath in Yichun for a while. He just felt sticky. He cleaned up and took a shower. Then he changed into a wide and soft brocade dress. He felt indescribable comfort. Every inch of his skin seemed to have relaxed.

The venison was steamed very well, and with other delicious dishes, Han Mo ate several bowls of rice before putting down the rice bowl and patting his belly. He was really full of wine.

"Son, I've already inquired about that lady from the Fan family. She is a good girl." Mrs. Han smiled and leaned over: "Your future mother-in-law was a well-known beauty when she was young. Your father-in-law is also a handsome talent. Their daughter will naturally not have a bad appearance... I also heard that lady of the Fan family has a good temper and is a virtuous woman..."

Han Mo was sweating on his forehead, and he couldn't help laughing and crying: "Mom, why did you tell me this when you come back... I still have a lot of things to do...!"

Mrs. Han raised her eyebrows and said fiercely: "Why, after leaving a long door, I don't like to listen to a few words when I come back? You guy, can you still have to do something?"

Han Mo could only sit on the chair obediently and look at his mother pitifully.

Seeing Han Mo getting honest, Mrs. Han regained her smile: "Silly boy, I'm doing this for your own good. You don't know. In order to inquire about Miss Fan's news, your aunt and I took great pains to get it...!"

"Auntie is also joining in the fun?" Han Mo's eyes were straight.

The eldest aunt was naturally the wife of Han Xuandao, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. When Han Mo heard that even she was doing what she wanted to inquire about Miss Fan's family, he was even more amused. It seemed that these elders of the children really valued this matter very much.

Mrs. Han said, "Yes, your aunt is very enthusiastic." After a pause, she said, "Your marriage was originally scheduled to be at the end of April, but it was delayed by Yichun's affairs. Two days ago, I heard your father say that your uncle and Fan Shangshu have re-set the day, and it's only this month's thing... Son, you have to be successful and let me hold my grandson as soon as possible!"

When it comes to "holding grandson", Mrs. Han is full of heart and smiles on her face even more.

Han Mo sighed. He knew that this marriage was a foregone conclusion and could not be avoided. Although he was very depressed, there was no way to get rid of it at the moment.

He could only change the topic: "How is the aunt's condition?"

Mrs. Han's expression immediately became depressed: "Although the monk didn't say anything, it seems that it's difficult to recover..." Shaking her head: "How could she become sick like this?"

"Where is Master Xuanji now being placed?"

"Just in the yard behind, he wants a quieter wing room." Mrs. Han said: "At first I thought it was an old liar... But your father thought he was capable. Now it seems that he really has some skills... If it weren't for him, Sister Bi would probably not be able to hold on today..."

"I'll go see my aunt!" Han Mo stood up with a serious expression. If even Monk Xuanji could not cure it, then Aunt Bi's condition would be really not optimistic.

"Go and have a look!" Mrs. Han sighed softly, "Don't disturb her for too long, she is very weak..."

"Yeah!" Han Mo nodded, got up and went out. Before he could walk a few steps, he heard a cry from behind: "Xiao Wu, where are you here?"

When Han Mo heard the voice, he knew it was Han Bin, and he thought that this kid was really not the time to come. He turned around and saw Han Bin coming up with a smile, patting Han Mo's shoulder, and laughing, "Xiao Wu, you are so good, the He family was destroyed by you... You don't know, He Junyi was so scared that he urinated his pants in front of his head, and finally he was slashed with... "Click"!"

Han Mo looked at Han Bin with a strange look. Han Bin was a little furrowed when he was looking at that look. He smiled a little stiffly for a moment, and asked awkwardly: "Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Han Mo sighed, and he had to admit that his third brother really had no political talent, even a political idiot.

"Third brother... don't say these words outside in the future." Han Mo gently patted Han Bin's shoulder: "The disaster comes from the mouth... The He family was not destroyed by us, they died in their own hands...!"

Han Bin touched his head, feeling confused.

"Xiao Wu, thank you for your hard work this time. I will treat you tomorrow and welcome you." Han Bin laughed and said, "You will reject all the big things for the third brother. You must give me the face of the third brother this time!"

Han Mo thought for a while before asking, "Brother Third, are you still walking with Jinqianfang?"

Han Bin was stunned and nodded slightly: "Xiaowu, don't worry, the third brother knows it, they can't cheat me..."

"Be careful." Han Mo didn't say much: "I'll go see my aunt, she's very ill..." He didn't say much, but just reached out and patted Han Bin on the shoulder, turned around and left.

Han Bin touched his head, his face a little confused. He vaguely felt that although his fifth brother was younger than him, his movements always gave people an elusive feeling.

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ps: Many friends have commented and even helped me advertise outside, but...their bookshelf does not have my books. I believe they have forgotten it. Be good, and they can see if they collect it. It is easy to click on "collect this book". It is so coquettish to give me a look!
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