Joining the succession struggle as a civil official, even if one failed to win the succession, would not lead to severe consequences given the political climate of the Song Dynasty. At most, one would only resign and live in seclusion.
However, if it were a military officer, the situation would be entirely different.
Military officers participating in the succession struggle would lose their heads!
Let alone a low-ranking military officer like him, if they dared to show even the slightest sign, the influential figures in the imperial court would not hesitate to purge them!
"If you wish to go and achieve merit and establish yourself, I naturally won't stop you. However, there is a limit, and you must grasp it yourself!"
Han Mo did not wish to interfere too much with Han Shizhong and Yue Fei at this moment, as they had their own destinies.
But as an elder brother, Han Mo still wanted to earnestly remind them of what he should!
"Big brother's meaning is clear, but I'm not sure how to say it to the Yue brothers..."
After hearing Han Mo's words, Han Shizhong nodded vigorously, then said somewhat guiltily.
"It's alright. He looks young, but I believe he will make his own judgments! Returning to the capital is actually beneficial for you both. However, the capital, Bianliang, is full of splendor, so be careful not to lose your way!"
After patting Han Shizhong on the shoulder, Han Mo did not say any more.
At least for now, Zhao Zhen was still the Commissioner of the Southeast Six Route Pacification Commission.
He had personally issued the transfer order. Unless Han Mo intervened, Han Shizhong and Yue Fei would have very little room to choose.
In this distorted Song Dynasty, civil officials sometimes defied imperial decrees, and even eunuchs had been known to do so. But if a military officer defied an imperial decree and did not lose their head, it would truly be a ghost...
"Big brother, don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"
"Since you know what you're doing, then you should go back and pack. Since you're returning to Bianliang, if you have trusted subordinates, you might as well bring Hongyu along. I have also prepared a residence for you in Bianliang. When you arrive, just find Manager Zhe."
"Thank you, big brother!"
Hearing Han Mo's words, Han Shizhong was overjoyed.
"Alright, you go and attend to your business. Since Prince Xin has ordered you to lead troops to escort him to the capital, you should select a hundred-man contingent from the navy to go with you!"
"Yes!"
After responding, Han Shizhong turned and left.
"Young master, if General Han leaves, what will happen to the navy?"
After Han Shizhong had gone far away, Jiang Yan asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, he is a meticulous person. The structure has already been set up, so even if the commander is not here, it won't be a major issue. Anyway, there are no major battles at the moment, only training. He will explain everything clearly!"
Although he said this, Han Mo's face still showed a cold smile.
The people around Zhao Zhen had underestimated him too much. If he didn't give them a hard time, perhaps this Prince Xin would really think of himself as dough to be kneaded at his will!
"Let's go, let's get on the boat to check on the spices!"
Taking a deep breath, Han Mo stretched his back and, with his entourage, headed towards the large ship next to them.
After inspecting the spices in the ship's hold, Han Mo returned to his residence contentedly.
The quality and quantity of these spices now seemed to be without any issues, even surpassing those of previous years.
"My dearest grandma, why are you out here?"
As soon as Han Mo returned home, he saw Zhe Yourong supporting her lower back, standing in the courtyard and directing the maids who were putting away books.
"The weather is good today, isn't it? I specifically asked them to bring out the old books from the study to dry them in the sun. Don't worry, you know my physical condition, nothing will happen!"
Seeing Han Mo's concerned expression, Zhe Yourong smiled sweetly and said.
"You said they were old books. What are they worth? If anything were to happen to you, selling all these books wouldn't be enough!"
"I've been confined to bed for over three months. If you don't let me move around, I feel like I'm going to rust!"
Although she knew Han Mo was showing concern for her, Zhe Yourong couldn't help but complain.
"I know it doesn't feel good, but please bear with it a little longer. In another month or so, once everything is stable, it won't be too late to move around!"
As Han Mo spoke, he quickly reached out and carefully helped Zhe Yourong back inside.
"Chun Tao, keep an eye on them and make sure they put all these books away properly!"
After walking seven or eight steps, Zhe Yourong glared at Chun Tao, who was secretly giggling nearby, and instructed her.
"Don't worry, I understand!"
Chun Tao promised, then pulled Han Yan to the side, whispering something to her.
"By the way, has there been any news from Fuzhou recently?"
As they walked, Han Mo asked in a low voice.
"What news could there be? Father sent word that they had fought several battles. Although they had some gains, their allies retreated too quickly, so they could only retreat with them..."
Zhe Yourong, being from a military family, her clenched teeth when she spoke of this made Han Mo a little worried about her stomach.
"Have you told my mother and the others about what I said last time, about them coming here to rebuild their family business?"
"I told mother, but you know father's temper. Even though the family is not short of money now, he still feels it's unnecessary to acquire property in Jiangnan!"
"How about this, I'll personally write a letter later. You find someone trustworthy to deliver this letter back to Fuzhou!"
Once the war between Song and Jin began, the Zhe family would inevitably be the first to bear the brunt. Han Mo truly did not want to see the tragedy of history repeat itself.
The reputation for loyalty and bravery built by generations of the Zhe family, which was eventually destroyed overnight due to family inheritance issues, was something Han Mo did not wish to see...
"That's certainly no problem, but why do I always feel like you're hiding something from me? You want my mother and the others to move south to acquire property, but are you planning something?"
Just as they were nearing the entrance, Zhe Yourong suddenly turned back to look at Han Mo, asking seriously.
"What plans could I be making? I just think the situation in Hebei is not good. It's always wise to have multiple safe havens. Isn't it good to leave a root for the family in Jiangnan?"
After pinching her nose, Han Mo said half-jokingly.
"Really?"