The man in brown frowned and said seriously: "Mr. Ming, your subordinate is going to hit someone. Do you sit idly by? It's a shame to do it here!"

Han Mo smiled coldly and said nothing more. He stepped forward and wanted to board the boat. The sarcastic guy immediately shouted: "Grandma, I really can't kill you!" He rushed up with a quick step and punched Han Mo's body.

This guy seems to be a veteran, he acts very quickly, is quick and neat, and is full of strength.

However, such a skill was simply unremarkable in Han Mo's eyes. He practiced the "Qi Jing" and his five senses were enhanced. In his opinion, this guy's attack was extremely slow. He flashed his body and dodged lightly. Then he poked out his right hand and gently patted the man's shoulder. The man's rushing forward did not diminish, but the direction had changed. Facing Peacock Lake, he rushed out and fell into the lake with a "thump". The boat girl suddenly exclaimed, which attracted the viewing of passers-by.

Ming Rushui turned his head and glared. The men under his command looked at each other and were about to rush over. The man in brown had already said in a deep voice: "Who dares to do it?"

However, Han Mo saw that the imperial guards under his command were coming quickly, like wolves and tigers. Han Mo immediately shook his head and told them not to get close.

The Imperial Guard stopped, but did not retreat, his eyes were like wolves, staring at the strong men.

Any of these imperial guards can beat these strong men to the point of falling.

The men seemed to know the man in brown as well. The man in brown also shouted in a deep voice. He didn't rush over for a while. He looked at each other and even turned around to look at Ming Rushui.

The guy who fell into the lake finally climbed ashore by himself, his whole body was wet and in a mess. He was furious and wanted to call Han Mo. Ming Rushui finally snorted coldly and said, "Is it not enough to embarrass people? Get off!"

The guy was so angry that he didn't dare to disobey Ming Rushui, so he could only retreat.

In just a moment, it seemed that when he saw the situation here, another boat came over and leaned against the shore. Ming Rushui turned his head to look at Han Mo, snorted coldly, got on the boat later, handed the invitation in his hand over the boat girl. The boat girl glanced at it, exchanged the invitations respectfully, took the boat, and headed into the lake.

...

Then Han Mo bowed and smiled at the man in brown, "Sir, please, please!"

The man in brown was no longer polite and boarded the boat first. Han Mo followed him up. Although Xiao Zhou was not big, seven or eight people could still accommodate him, so even if two guests boarded the boat at the same time, they still seemed wide.

"Both are heading towards the Mist and Furious Boat, standing firmly at the other end of the lake!" The boat girl reminded her softly, sliding her slapped, and the wooden pulp swayed and rippled. The boat had left the shore and walked into the lake.

Standing by the boat, he was fluttering in white. Although he was not wearing a long-sleeved light shirt like an ordinary literati, Han Mo looked like a very well-educated young talent.

Han Mo and the man in brown did not speak for a moment, but looked far away and looked at the scenery on the lake. Such a prosperous scene was almost difficult to see in Yan State.

He could hear the sound of the piano and flute and the gentle and pleasant voices of the woman from the pleasure boat, and he could not help but chant: "The peacock talks about the bright moon without saying a word, every family is facing the water and red makeup. The breeze does not know the beauty of the jade, and still sings around the pleasure boat, the moon is bright... people are heartbroken!"

This poem, between the lines, expresses the hardships and sorrows of the singer and dancer.

The man in brown whispered "Huh", turned his head, and looked at Han Mo in surprise, but heard the boat girl say, "Young Master, your poem is so good!"

Han Mo smiled and said, "Miss also understands poetry?"

"I naturally don't understand a little girl!" The boat girl giggled, "I just heard a lot here, and I still know what I like. The young master's poem... is well written!"

"The girl is too good." Han Mo smiled and said, "Just talking nonsense."

The man in brown clothes stroked his beard and smiled, "I'm too humble, this is not nonsense. The ten miles of Peacock Lake brings together countless literati and scholars, but I'm afraid there are not many people who can write such thought-provoking poems!"

Han Mo said "Oh" and just smiled and said, "Sir, it's too much." Then he asked, "Ask you, sir, know who Ming Gong?"

The man in brown laughed and said, "Isn't my little brother from Qingguo?"

Han Mo nodded and smiled, "Sir, I see it."

The man in brown did not ask much, but said, "If it were a native of Qing, who was in the literary world of Shangjing, he should know this Ming Gong. This old man Ming Rushui had been an official in the Censorate, but now he has resigned and enjoys his old age. However, he still has great prestige in the circle of literati. Whoever sees him will call him "Ming Gong." After a pause, he continued, "Do you know that among the literati of Qing, who is the best among the literati in Qing?"

Han Mo smiled and said, "The name of the number one talented man in Qing Kingdom is known all over the world, so he is naturally Tang Shuhu and Gongzi Tang!"

The man in brown smiled and said, "Yes, this Ming Gong was a gentleman of Tang Shuhu back then. Many people know that when Tang Shuhu was young, he studied under this Ming Gong for several years. He could have a disciple like Tang Shuhu and a retired official at the Censorate. Do you think this Ming Gong has a low status among literati?"

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the extremely arrogant old man just now was Tang Shuhu's teacher.

But from the perspective of my heart, this teacher is no longer as good as his disciple.

Peacock Lake is very wide. Although the light boat is very fast, it took a while to reach the center of the lake. Han Mo looked at the several pleasure boats that were divided into all over the lake and asked, "Girl, which one are you talking about?"

The boat girl smiled and said, "Is this the first time that my grandson has come to Peacock Lake? Everyone knows that Peacocks are eight boats, and they are all alone. Have you never heard of this?"

Han Mo shook his head, "I'm a newcomer, I really don't know!"

The boat girl said, "The young master must be Mr. Tang's distinguished guest." He raised his jade arm and pointed his fingers shortly away, "Young master, look, that is the mist boat. The eight pleasure boats on Peacock Lake, and the other seven pleasure boats have only three floors, but this mist boat has four floors!"

Han Mo finally saw that a four-story painting boat appeared not far ahead. Although there was only one more layer than other painting boats, the extra layer made the Mengyun boat more imposing.

Like other flower rooms, this misty boat was also built with pavilions, just like the four-story Da Jia Pavilion built in a lake. The bow and stern of the boat are built with octagonal pavilions, and the entire boat is also decorated with magnificent and beautiful.

"How do you know I am Mr. Tang's distinguished guest?" Han Mo asked curiously.

The man in brown finally smiled and said, "Little brother, don't you know that this mist boat was booked by Mr. Tang today. Except for Mr. Tang's guests, the others had 10,000 taels of gold, and they could not climb the mist boat."

Han Mo then realized it and said with a smile: "It turns out that the gentleman is also here to go to Mr. Tang's banquet!"

The light boat became faster and soon approached the misty boat. However, Han Mo had clearly seen that Tang Shuhu was standing by the boat at this time, and lowered his hands and smiled: "Brother Han came as promised, Shuhu is lucky in his three lives!"

The light boat approached and had already put a wooden board on the pleasure boat. Han Mo took out a piece of silver, about four or five taels, and handed it to the boat girl.

The boat girl hurriedly said, "There are too many...!"

Han Mo just smiled faintly, put the silver in the hand of the boat girl, and whispered: "Thank you for praising my good lyrics." Without saying much, he got on the wooden board and walked to the pleasure boat. Tang Shuhu had already come forward intimately and bowed: "Brother Han, I am really worried that you won't come!"

Han Mo smiled and said, "Brother Tang invites you warmly, how dare I not come!"

The man in brown had already boarded the pleasure boat at this time, and Tang Shuhu bowed and smiled again, "Boss Guan, you have finally arrived. Brother Han, why have you met Boss Guan? Do you know each other?"

Han Mo and the man in brown looked at each other. Han Mo smiled and shook his head, "I met for the first time, but I just met by chance on the shore, so I came in the same boat." Thinking that Tang Shuhu called the man in brown "Boss Guan", Han Mo's heart beat, and bowed and said to the man in brown, "Don't you dare to ask for the big size of a sir?"

Tang Shuhu had already introduced with a smile: "This is Shuhu's chess friend, with excellent chess skills. If Brother Han has the chance, he can compete with Boss Guan in chess skills and will definitely gain something. Yes, Boss Guan is the boss of the Guan family's trading business. He is the most expensive person today. Half of the business veins in the world are in the hands of Boss Guan!"

Han Mo was stunned for a moment. It turned out that the man in brown clothes in front of him was the boss of the Guan family trade. If he guessed correctly, he would be a person from Guan Shaohe's father, but he didn't know if he was Guan Shaohe's father or Guan Shaohe's uncle.

Han Mo also knew that literati have always been ashamed of businessmen. Although they had occasional contact, literati still looked down on profit-oriented businessmen in their bones. At this time, they also understood why Ming Rushui was disdainful to Boss Guan on the shore.

However, judging from the expressions of Tang Shuhu and Boss Guan, the two are close friends, which shows that Tang Shuhu does not discriminate against businessmen and is open-minded. If Tang Shuhu is regarded as a friend, Boss Guan is probably not as simple as doing business, but must have outstanding literary excellence.

"Guan Haofeng!" Boss Guan bowed to Han Mo again and said his name with a smile.

Han Mo also bowed: "Han Mo, a man from Yan!"

Guan Haofeng's eyes were filled with surprise, and he looked very surprised, "You... are Han Mo?"

Tang Shuhu had already smiled and said, "Boss Guan should have heard of this. This is Han Mo, the deputy envoy of Yan State. The song "When will the Moon Come" was written by Brother Han!"

Guan Haofeng nodded, looked at Han Mo with deep meaning, and smiled: "I heard it a long time ago, and I have heard it a long time ago. Today I have met Deputy Envoy Han, which is really a blessing in my life!"

There was a three-point intimacy and even a hint of respect in his smile.

The girl on the light boat did not leave for a moment. Seeing that Tang Shuhu was so enthusiastic about the handsome young man in white, she was extremely surprised. It turned out that this young man in white was actually a big shot.
Chapter completed!