Han Mo originally did not want to show off anything in front of these young ladies, not to mention that borrowing poetry is not as refreshing as I imagined...

However, he clearly heard the conversation in the bamboo shed by the pond. He knew that his cute little wife must be a little uncomfortable, so he came out to recite two poems, just to make his wife famous.

Once those two lyrics were thrown out, Han Mo knew that he would definitely shock those women. After all, these two lyrics were not likable poems or erotic songs that he could whine without any illness. They were genuine classic poems and were sung for the ages. If these two lyrics could not suppress those women, it would be a ghost.

"If the love between the two people is long, how can they stay together day and night!"

This is what Han Mo thought in his heart. Although Han Mo left Beijing after the wedding, he was helpless in rescuing Zhu Xiaoyan, he felt a little guilty towards his wife.

Xiao Qian Bingxue is smart, and these two sentences will surely make her taste a little bit.

As soon as I left the back garden, a servant hurried over and said respectfully: "Young master, the master told you to go to the old man's side as soon as possible, the old man is waiting for you!"

The uncle is naturally referring to Han Xuandao.

Han Mo looked up at the sky. The sunset had already set. I thought he had come back from the yamen. But what happened to Han Xuandao in such a hurry to call him over?

The servant was about to go to the east courtyard to see his father first, but the servant had already said, "Young master, the master said, the uncle is waiting, go see the uncle first and then come back to speak!"

Han Mo frowned slightly, but didn't say much, and went straight to the Minister of Revenue's Mansion.

After entering the mansion, someone had been waiting outside and said, "Fifth Young Master, the master is waiting for you in the study!" He immediately led Han Mo to Han Xuandao's study. After reporting, Han Xuandao called Han Mo in the study.

The lights were already lit in the room. Han Xuandao sat behind the desk and glanced at Han Mo who came in, with a cold expression and asked lightly: "When will you come back?"

"It took only a few hours to enter the city!"

"When did you leave?" Han Xuandao threw the book in his hand on the table and looked at Han Mo coldly: "I thought you were a well-behaved child, but now I'm a little out of tune. Why? Have you become the commander of the Imperial Guard? I feel that my wings are hard and I can make decisions on many things by myself?"

Han Mo's heart tightened. Han Xuandao said this very coldly. This was the first time Han Mo heard him speak like this, so he could only lower his head and dare not speak more.

"I'll ask you, when did you leave the capital?"

Han Mo didn't look up, but just lowered his head and said, "It's been more than ten days!"

“When is it exactly?”

Han Mo looked up slightly, but saw Han Xuandao looking at him with a solemn look on his face. The already stern face was gloomy at this moment, and his eyes were even more sharp.

"June 1st!"

"Today is June 13th!" Han Xuandao sneered: "I know the news that you left Beijing. That was the day before yesterday... that is, ten days after you left Beijing... Xiaowu, you haven't been in the West Flower Hall for a long time, but you have learned a good job of the sneaky Xihua Hall!"

Han Mo looked at Han Xuan and bent his body slightly, saying carefully: "Uncle, you were busy at that time... and I didn't expect to delay for so long, so...so..."

Han Xuandao suddenly stood up and walked slowly to Han Mo with a cold face. His sharp eyes stared at Han Mo's face. Han Mo was a little furrowed by his eyes and couldn't help but lower his head.

Han Mo's temperament has always been fearless. No matter how powerful a person is, he is not afraid of him. However, perhaps he grew up in the strict environment of the aristocratic family since he was a child, but he was quite afraid of the East China Sea sect leader Han Zhenggan. Now, Han Xuandao is carved from a mold of Han Zhenggan, and he is also a direct elder of Han Mo, which makes him still a little awe.

After a while, Han Xuandao carried his hands on his back and did not return to the large nanmu chair behind the desk to sit down. He just sat down on the black wooden chair next to him, very close to Han Mo. His eyes were still staring at Han Mo and asked lightly: "What have you done to Fengguo...?"

Han Mo's mind was like lightning at this moment, and he didn't know whether he should tell Han Xuandao what happened in Feng Kingdom.

While hesitating, Han Xuandao had already snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you say it!"

"Uncle, in fact... the emperor heard about the civil strife in Feng Kingdom. Now Wei Qing is in the border area. He is worried that Feng Kingdom will make trouble behind my Dayan and disturb my Dayan. So... ordered Xiao Wu to go to Feng Kingdom to find out the root of Feng Kingdom's internal strife...!" Han Mo said carefully. For some reason, he did not tell the truth about his trip to Feng Kingdom.

The risk of going to Fengguo to rescue Zhu Xiaoyan was extremely high. If you were not careful, it would be very likely to drag down the Korean clan. Perhaps because of worrying that Han Xuandao would scold him, Han Mo concealed the truth by nature.

Han Xuandao looked at Han Mo, his expression was still serious, and asked, "Then... what news did you... find out? Feng Guo... why is there civil strife?"

Han Mo immediately said, "Uncle, this little five has found out clearly... It was the chief of Feng Kingdom, Tuo Hu Feng, who wanted to dominate the position of chief, summoned local officials and took the opportunity to kill several local officials, making the major villages look like water and fire, divided into two factions of Red-headed and White-headed people, fighting for each other...!" Speaking of this, he looked at Han Xuan carefully.

Han Xuandao leaned on the chair and asked lightly: "How did you go?"

"Later it was said that the high priest of Feng Kingdom came forward to convey the meaning of their snake god... The red-headed people were rebels who disobeyed the snake god's will, so many red-headed people fled one after another and did not dare to oppose the white-headed people anymore. In the end, in the Wucaolin, the red-headed people were completely defeated...!" Han Mo said slowly: "Now the overall situation of Feng Kingdom has been settled, but some red-headed people's remnants occasionally make trouble..."

Han Xuandao frowned slightly, pondered for a moment before asking, "What else do you know besides these...?"

"Apart from businessmen, Feng Guoren is now prohibited from entering the country. I dare not show up on the other side. There are only so many people who are almost caught by Feng Guoren... There are only so many people who have been found out!"

Han Xuandao stared at Han Mo, seeing that he looked sincere, not like a fake, his expression calmed a little. When he got up, his voice eased slightly: "Xiao Wu, my uncle is not blaming you for other things, but blaming you for not notifying you for this matter in advance. You should know that now my Dayan is full of dangers, and many pairs of eyes are staring at our Han family, all of which are like wolves, just to wait for an opportunity to swallow our Han family. You are a direct child of my Han family, and now you are famous in Beijing. Of course, those people's eyes cannot let you go... Every step we take is full of traps, so how can we be careless? You go to Fengguo, such a big thing, if it is a trap set by others, but my uncle knows nothing, what should I do if it is used by someone? My uncle doesn't want something wrong with you... and I don't want something wrong with our Han family. Do you... understand my uncle's thoughts?"

When Han Mo heard Han Xuandao say something, his expression was even worried, and he suddenly felt nervous. He felt that although Han Xuandao spoke coldly, his thoughts were cautious. He did not nod and said respectfully: "Uncle, Xiaowu will not make any decisions in the future, nor will it worry about uncle!"

Han Xuandao nodded slightly, reached out and patted Han Mo on the shoulder, "You are a sensible child. This time, I think you know what to do in the future. Uncle doesn't want to come to you next time because of these things!"

Han Mo nodded vigorously.

"And you have to remember that the emperor naturally has no good intentions to you." Han Xuandao's expression became cold again: "He wants to use the Han family as the knife, use you as the blade, and use the knife to kill people. If he has any orders to you in the future, you must think carefully and tell me... Do you remember?"

"Uncle, Xiaowu remembers it!"

Han Xuandao sighed, with a look of fatigue on his face, and waved his hand: "You have just come back, thank you for your hard work, go back and rest. Just after your wedding, you went to Fengguo and left your wife in the mansion. The Fan family always feels uncomfortable. If there is nothing to do in the past few days, please accompany your wife... at least make the Fan family feel more comfortable. Fan Yunao, don't see that he doesn't talk much on weekdays, and you have more ideas in your heart than anyone else. If you have time, go to your father-in-law and meet some officials of the Ministry of War... Your father-in-law has no shortage of talents. In addition to Xiao Huaiyu, the military has the most prestigious ones!"

Han Mo saluted respectfully, turned around and was about to retreat. He suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "By the way, uncle, I almost forgot about another big thing!"

Han Xuandao frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Han Mo took out a small piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it over.

This is the small piece of paper that Ling Lei took the opportunity to stuff Han Mo's hands when he was in the palace today.

Han Xuandao opened the paper ball and looked carefully. The words were written on it. Obviously, the person who wrote it was very anxious and wrote it in a hurry. Even this paper ball was torn off from which book. You could tell it was the corner of the paper at a glance.

"The Grand Tutor wants to abolish the Donghai Pacifier Army and collect taxes from maritime trade!"

There were not many words, but the things mentioned above were undoubtedly a big shocking matter. Han Xuandao only took a look and his expression became even more gloomy. In those eyes, a terrifying murderous intent flashed in this moment.

He looked up at Han Mo, and saw that Han Mo's expression was also very serious, and he asked softly: "Where does this news come from?"

"There are our people in the palace." Han Mo whispered.

Han Xuandao nodded slightly and asked, "The news is reliable?"

Han Mo thought for a moment, nodded with certainty and said, "You should not be false!"

"The old fox stared at the other end of the East China Sea at this time." Han Xuandao sneered: "He is directly penetrated into the heart of my Han family!"

Han Mo said solemnly: "Uncle, what should we do? The sanctuary army is our foundation, how can we lay off the abolition?"

"If you want to abolish the sanctioned army, you have to abolish me, Han Xuandao, the Minister of Revenue." Han Xuandao said coldly: "I really didn't expect the old fox to attack Donghai so soon." After pondering for a moment, he ordered: "Xiao Wu, go back first and let your father come over quickly!"

Han Mo knew that Han Xuandao was going to come to discuss countermeasures, so he bowed and quickly retreated.

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Chapter completed!