Honey Pomelo

Chapter 1027 Lin Ling Su's Change

"Since you've put it that way, what reason do I have not to believe you? I'll have someone send over the remaining funds!"

"No need for such trouble. Sir, once the funds are ready, find a discreet location and have someone deliver them to the Zhe Family Merchant Guild!"

"Very well, we'll do as you say!"

"Then please, sir, select some capable individuals to find me in Mingzhou. Preferably those who are not afraid to get their hands dirty!"

It was truly difficult for ordinary people to imagine that a business worth millions of strings of cash could be settled so quickly between these two with just a few words.

No superfluous rules, no messy paperwork. With just their spoken agreement, Cai family's shares in the East India Company were about to be significantly diminished.

"The way you put it, I really will have to pick out a few ruthless killers!"

"And I have one more thing to say to you, sir!"

As Lin Ling Su's jests faded, Han Mo suddenly turned serious.

"I'm all ears!"

Seeing Han Mo's sudden serious demeanor, Lin Ling Su also straightened up.

"If possible, sir, you should also spread out your wealth outside of Bianliang City! Property and land are best acquired the further south you go!"

Previously, Han Mo had been hesitant to get too deeply involved with Lin Ling Su, but after this meeting, his impression of him had greatly improved.

As they were about to part ways, he couldn't help but add this piece of advice.

"Is this also Mr. Shao's suggestion?"

"That's right!"

Han Mo smiled and then poured Lin Ling Su a cup of tea.

"I owe you this favor today!"

After draining the tea, Lin Ling Su stood up with a smile and walked towards the exit of the cabin.

"My favors are not easily repaid!"

"Hahahaha, if you ever need anything, just send someone to find me!"

Amidst Lin Ling Su's hearty laughter, he returned to his small boat. As the ripples subsided, it was as if nothing had ever happened.

"My lord, where do we go next?"

Having seen the true face of a "celestial being," Yue Fei's mood had significantly dampened, and his voice was somewhat muffled.

"Are you feeling disappointed? That the legendary immortal turned out to be just a mortal?"

Seeing the dejected expression on Yue Fei's face, Han Mo asked with a smile.

"It is indeed a bit unexpected..."

Yue Fei gave a wry smile as he said this.

"Didn't I tell you before? There are no saviors in this world, nor are there any gods or demons. For peace to reign, it depends on the swords in the hands of our soldiers, and the unity of our Song Dynasty's civil and military officials! To place all hope on immortals would truly be the sorrow of our Song Dynasty!"

Pouring him a cup of wine, Han Mo continued softly.

"My lord, I want to go to Hebei..."

After a long hesitation, Yue Fei suddenly said again.

"It's not time yet. Your father's matter still needs to be resolved..."

Seeing the glint in Yue Fei's eyes, Han Mo smiled and shook his head again.

"If my father is watching from above, I believe he wouldn't blame me. You were right before, a war between Song and Jin is inevitable. I want to go to the front lines!"

"Your father indeed wouldn't blame you, but there are always those in this world who will! Rest assured, I will arrange everything for you. We'll make plans after we return. Besides, Hebei is a troubled region right now, and your straightforward nature might not be suitable. It's best to stay by my side for now. You can still achieve great things in Mingzhou. You can continue to train your new army, and this time I will give you more support! You can even have them customize weapons to your liking, and I will spare no expense to expedite their production!"

Han Mo had no doubts about Yue Fei's capabilities. However, at the same time, he was also well aware of Yue Fei's shortcomings.

Yue Fei's personality had significant issues; he was too idealistic, too straightforward, and too rigid. In modern terms, his emotional intelligence was too low. While these traits might not seem like much to Han Mo, they were clearly problematic in the officialdom.

Even though Han Mo had been trying to change Yue Fei, ingrained nature was not easily altered.

Compared to Han Shi Zhong, Han Mo preferred to keep Yue Fei by his side for the time being.

Yue Fei had been somewhat dejected upon hearing Han Mo's refusal, but as soon as Han Mo mentioned assisting him in customizing his subordinates' equipment, his spirits soared.

This kind of treatment was something even the imperial army of the Great Song likely did not enjoy.

"My lord, are you serious?"

After Han Mo finished speaking, Yue Fei eagerly asked, rubbing his hands together.

"Of course, I never lie. At least, not to you!"

Han Mo said, pouring him another cup of wine.

"But the cost of customizing equipment..."

Despite his excitement, Yue Fei's heart grew anxious after a moment of calm.

Customizing equipment was no small expense. Even with Han Mo's alleged ability to turn lead into gold, this expense could not be easily reported.

"Don't worry about the money. That's not your concern. We have nothing pressing to do on the way back, so quickly give me some designs for what you want!"

Han Mo was truly covetous of the Bei Wei Army trained by Yue Fei.

Having such a formidable force by his side would make many of his future endeavors much simpler.

Of course, there was an even more important point: Han Mo also coveted Yue Fei's troop training methods. If he could obtain these training methods for the Bei Wei Army, even a weakened version would be enough to sweep through Japan.

Regardless of how the internal affairs were progressing, the thought of sweeping through Japan alone brought Han Mo a sense of satisfaction.

"Thank you, my lord!"

With Han Mo's words, Yue Fei was completely reassured.

Ultimately, warfare was about funds and provisions.

To have such a wealthy patron willing to invest without regard for cost was something that would make countless famous generals in the world envious.

"There's no need to thank me. If you truly want to thank me, then train this army well! And more importantly, keep this army firmly under your control!"

"Under my control?"

Han Mo's words stunned Yue Fei. In that context, such a statement was taboo.