Everyone whispered, and soon two students came up, one tall and the other short. The tall man looked up and down at Han Mo and asked, "Are you Han Mo?"

Han Mo's blade-like eyes immediately stared at the man, with a cold expression.

The short man also walked forward two steps: "If you are Han Mo, we would have a few words to ask you. I heard that you led 4,000 soldiers into Shannan County to intercept the Shannan Army of Wei, underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, were besieged by the Wei army, and killed the lives of thousands of soldiers of my Dayan. Is this a matter?"

As soon as he asked, countless pairs of eyes were staring at Han Mo's face, wanting to see how Han Mo explained the matter.

"After reading a few books, I thought I knew the world's affairs, and the three armies in front of me used their lives to make trouble. Is this the ability of you scholars, a group of scholars in the capital?" Han Mo carried his hands and a momentum of no anger spreading, "Scholars should also use the right place. If they use it for others to make trouble in the country, aren't they afraid of being humiliated by the name of the ancestors?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the field was extremely shocked and angry.

Many people shouted, "Han Mo, are you despising scholars in the world?"

"It is a shame to suppress others with power. I saw that you were very gentle before, but I thought you were a polite person, but I didn't expect that I would say such crazy words. The Han family... are so domineering!"

"Han Mo, the lives of thousands of soldiers were destroyed by your fault in a foreign country and no one could seek justice for them. We are wrong? This scholar was using the right place!"

"Yes, if you want to go back to Beijing to resolve such a big mistake, you must not. If you can't be dismissed from office, I will not leave for a day!"

The voices of these people were rising and falling. Several patrol officers on both sides of the street were lying in their heads, but when they saw that the matter was very disturbing here, they didn't dare to come over for a while.

"Superience? Ask for justice?" Han Mo sneered, "Scholars should apply their knowledge and make great achievements to show their ambitions. Now you don't care about your studies, but you are here to make a big fuss. Let's ask where your politeness is?"

His voice was full of energy and his energy was hidden. Although the scholars were very different, these two sentences were very clearly conveyed to everyone's ears.

The students even changed their colors, but a few people also showed a look of thinking.

"Someone has found out about this matter, and it is definitely not false." The tall man said sternly: "Do you want to make excuses now? The Han family is domineering, we are not afraid!"

"Domedy?" Han Mo laughed: "I will fight bloody battles with all the soldiers on the front line. I will sacrifice my life for Da Yan to sacrifice his life. Today I was just called back to Beijing. Before the butt was hot, you gathered to surround the dignified Minister of Rites. Is this your domineering, or is it my I, Han, domineering?" He paused and sneered: "I have never been willing to argue with others for meaningless things, but I, Han, also respect scholars, because I know very well that if I, Da Yan, want to prosper the country, I, the pillars of you, have to rely on you, the pillars of scholars. So today, I, Han Mo, came out today, to give you a respect. But now it seems that the respect I have brought to you is really a waste of time. After reading three books, I talked about Confucius and Mencius, and when I entered the Beijing gate, I threatened to know the national affairs... Hehe, it is indeed a group of talented people!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were in an uproar.

The tall man took two steps forward and was a little closer to Han Mo. Seeing this, the two martial artists behind Han Mo immediately grabbed the sword and stepped forward. The tall man suddenly laughed and said, "After all, he will still use his power to suppress others. Do you really think we are afraid of death?"

Han Mo's face was calm, and he stepped forward slowly, pressing towards the tall man step by step. The tall scholar couldn't help feeling a little cold when he saw Han Mo's face. However, at this time, he naturally couldn't retreat. He gritted his teeth and raised his chest and shouted, "Would you like to block our mouths with a knife? Then you can see, we scholars have the character and would rather die than surrender!"

"It's OK!" The scholars behind him shouted, cheering the tall man up.

The tall scholar's heart was thundering, and saying that was just to enhance his courage. At this moment, there was a cheer behind him, and he suddenly floated up and looked at Han Mo with his chest raised.

Although Han Mo is handsome, he has been in a state of struggle in the past two years, and has gone through many life and death moments, and has fought on the battlefield, with a sense of power with a bloody smell on his body.

This kind of power can only appear on a person after the test of life and death, while this power with the breath of death often has a strong shock.

The tall scholar wanted to show a little more emotion, but in the face of Han Mo's power, his face still showed an unconcealed look of panic.

Han Mo walked step by step to the tall man, and two steps away, his hand behind him suddenly poked out and punched him straight.

A crisp sound of "bang!"

The silence suddenly became quiet, and the scholars were stunned. They couldn't believe that Han Mo had actually taken action to hurt someone.

During this time, the scholars in the capital were having fun. For some reason, the government government did not seem to want to further incite the anger of these scholars, and allowed them to carry out Hu Wei again and again in the capital.

Although the three talented men were killed, the government has never really hurt a scholar. Because of this, the arrogant nature of these scholars has expanded rapidly. They only think that the government does not dare to attack them, and they even think that the government is afraid of them.

Han Mo's punch undoubtedly hit their self-righteous arrogance.

The tall scholar was already squatting on the ground. Han Mo's punch was only one or two times, but the tall scholar's nose bridge had been broken by the punch, blood flowing out and tears flowing out.

Han Mo was very satisfied with this punch. He was proficient in fighting skills and naturally knew that even martial arts masters might not be able to withstand the pain even if they were hit by the bridge of the nose.

In the stunned eyes of Zhusheng, Han Mo slowly retracted his fist and said lightly: "This punch is not for myself, but for thousands of dead soldiers!"

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what Han Mo said for a moment.

"Thousands of soldiers are not cold yet, but you use them to make waves here and use their names to show your self-righteous so-called justice and justice... You claim to be gentle, claim to be righteous, and use the name of heroes to seek your own reputation. Is this what you are pursuing?" Han Mo sneered: "If this is the case, I, Han Mo, really cannot match you, such a group of literati!"

After saying this, Han Mo turned around and slowly walked towards the inner workings of the mansion.

Before entering the gate, the short scholar had already shouted: "Han Mo, you... don't be arrogant..."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Han Mo reached out and grabbed a knife from a martial artist at an extremely fast speed. Then he looked like a ghost. Before everyone could come back to his senses, Han Mo had already floated to the short scholar. The big sword in his hand was already raised high and shouted sternly: "Are you really afraid of death?"

Without waiting for the short scholar to answer, Han Mo's big sword was already slashing down with a sharp and strong wind.

This time, not only those scholars, but also the martial artists who were servants behind Han Mo were shocked.

The knife light passed by and the knife was instantly closed.

Soon, the short scholar's clothes on his chest were scattered. Han Mo slashed down with his sword, and actually cut the short scholar's clothes on his clothes, spreading them out, revealing his naked chest.

The short scholar's face looked like earth. Han Mo glanced down and saw that the short scholar's bottom was wet. A very unpleasant odor spread out. He was frightened and incontinent in an instant.

Han Mo smiled coldly and said lightly: "Is this not afraid of death? This is what you call character?" He threw the big knife in his hand on the ground, carried his hands on his back, and said coldly: "When you learn to remain as motionless as a mountain, and when you have real character, come here to ask me for justice!"

At this moment, no one spoke out in front of the Minister of Rites’ Mansion.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps were heard, mixed with horse hooves, and then a large group of officials rushed over from the street. They were the first to ride a tall horse, but it was the Yanjing prefect Liu Qingyuan who was the governor of Yanjing who brought people to him.

A large group of people came with swords and guns. Liu Qingyuan shouted in a deep voice: "It's really lawless. The sages you read really don't know the national laws and etiquette? You have become more and more arrogant. Now they are surrounding the Shangshu Mansion. Are you really going to rebel?"

Liu Qingyuan led his troops to the nearest place, turned over and dismounted, rushed forward and bowed to Han Mo, "General Han, you are scared by the late arrival!"

Han Mo bowed and returned the greeting, glanced at the scholars, and said, "It's just that I'm young and energetic, and I don't have to hurt them." Then he said, "From ancient times to the present, those who can understand right and wrong, know good and evil, abide by the law and politeness, the court should treat them generously. However, if you read a few books by yourself, you will be too ambitious and regard the national law as nothing. If you gather people to cause trouble and disrupt the people, you will not see any good consequences!" He looked at the group of scholars and said loudly: "Since you have read books, you should understand the truth and be able to distinguish right and wrong. If you can be at the mercy of others, it is really sad and lamentable!"

Most of these students came in response to the situation, relying on their temporary energy. However, although Han Mo said repeatedly, although it was not nice, there were some reasons. Many people had begun to calm down.

There are also many elderly people who think that things are indeed a bit strange. Although they don’t know where the weirdness is, they also know that if they fight Han Mo, they will be afraid that there will be no good result. The yamen servants in Yanjing Mansion are all staring at them with real swords and guns. If they really want to start, even if there are one hundred more people, they may not be enough for them to kill.

As the scholars hesitated, they rushed over and walked through the crowd, arrived in front of the mansion, turned over and dismounted, and went forward to Han Mo with a few words.

Han Mo frowned at first, without saying much, but said to Liu Qingyuan: "Mr. Liu, I will leave it to you first. If you want to deal with it, it will be up to you to decide!"
Chapter completed!