"Since you, sir, have said so, let us proceed according to your wishes. However, sir, you must understand that if anything goes wrong with this matter, you must have a plan for how to resolve it!"
Giving him another look of disappointment, Zhao Huan coldly uttered a sentence and turned to leave his study.
Looking at the determination in his eyes, Geng Nanzhong felt a pang of discomfort in his heart.
But things had come to this, and he had no other options at this moment…
The subsequent development of this matter had far exceeded his imagination. He had initially thought that taking the matter to the Kaifeng Prefecture was already a big deal.
Yet, after several days of back and forth, the matter had escalated to the point where it was to be heard in the imperial court and judged by the Emperor himself…
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"Mo-ge'er!"
The moment Han Mo stepped out of the palace gates, he heard Han Jiayan's voice.
"Great-uncle, why have you come yourself?"
"You brat, why didn't you send word back when you returned to the capital? If I hadn't come personally, were you planning on not even entering the gates tonight?"
As Han Jiayan spoke, he playfully swatted the back of Han Mo's head.
"Great-uncle, you wrong me. The moment I entered Bianliang City, I was immediately taken to the palace. I haven't even been offered a meal or a cup of tea since this ordeal…"
"Hahahaha! Alright, this is not the place to talk. If you want to complain, let's find another place to do so!"
Although they were at the palace entrance, given Han Mo's current status, even a few complaints would amount to very little in the Emperor's ears.
After all, if one didn't even dare to complain, were they still considered scholars?
Throughout history, there were countless scholars who, after drinking, cursed the Emperor. It was never heard that the Emperor had arrested and punished those arrogant scholars in the end.
"I already know about the matter in Mengzhou. How do you plan to handle it?"
On the carriage ride back to the manor, Han Jiayan asked softly while looking at the scenery outside.
"Grandson wants to escalate the matter this time. I wonder what your thoughts are, Great-uncle?"
After a brief hesitation, Han Mo suddenly asked with a smile.
"Given your current status, escalating the matter is not out of the question. However, no matter how big you make it, you must have a way to resolve it in the end. Whether they can save face is their own business, but you cannot afford to lose face!"
Looking at the faint smile on Han Mo's face, Han Jiayan said with a double meaning.
"Great-uncle, you speak wisely. I have this under control. However, aren't you afraid I'll make too much of a scene and create too many enemies for the Han family in the end?"
Looking at Han Jiayan's calm and composed expression, Han Mo found it somewhat strange and asked tentatively.
"Create too many enemies? Hahahaha, you are so young, where do you get so many devious thoughts? Do you know who stands in the imperial court? Court struggles are inherently life-and-death. If you are still thinking about not creating enemies while fighting with them, you should quit being an official altogether!"
After giving Han Mo a deep look, Han Jiayan said again, as if speaking of trivial matters.
"If it were just myself, I would naturally have no fear. However, the Han family has many descendants, and I fear causing unnecessary trouble for my father and elder brothers…"
"You don't need to worry about that. You just need to do what you should do, what you believe you ought to do. As for these trivial matters, isn't there me, this old man? Although the Han family's prestige is not what it once was, those clowns in the court nowadays are no match for this old man!"
Before Han Mo could finish speaking, Han Jiayan interrupted him.
"Including Wang Fu and the like?"
Han Mo asked, testing the waters.
"If you think it's the right thing to do, then do it. It doesn't matter who it is, even Cai Yuanchang!"
Looking at the last trace of worry on Han Mo's face, Han Jiayan said with great certainty.
"Really?"
"Of course, it's true! When he held absolute power back then, he couldn't do anything to our Han family. Much less now that he is old and declining, merely an old man lingering on the verge of death. As for Wang Fu and his ilk, if he dares to play any disreputable tricks, I will naturally find a way to deal with him!"
As Han Jiayan spoke, he magically pulled an orange from his sleeve, broke it open with his own hands, and then handed half of it to Han Mo.
"Han Mo thanks Great-uncle for his consideration!"
Looking at the half-orange in his hand, Han Mo finally felt completely relieved.
He had always known that Han Jiayan possessed a certain power, but he had no concrete idea of how vast this power was. However, after hearing his words now, his heart settled.
Although Han Jiayan had not spoken too clearly, Han Mo, being a wise person, could certainly understand that the influence Han Jiayan held could not guarantee Han Mo's dominance in court, but it could ensure that the descendants of the Han family would not be persecuted by any political rivals!
"Alright, leave these superficial matters to outsiders. We, grandfather and grandson, don't need them! When we were coming, I had already instructed them to prepare a banquet at the manor. We should be just in time to catch it. Since you all left, this manor has been too quiet for a long time. I, this old man, eat alone every day, it's so boring!"
Han Jiayan said, pulling Han Mo up with a smile.
"After being away for so long, I am truly missing the food at home!"
Hearing Han Jiayan's words, Han Mo also decided to put aside all those complicated matters for the time being.
After all, more than half of these matters were planned by himself. Even if there were minor changes, with his ability to adapt, he should be able to resolve them, so there was no need to trouble Han Jiayan with these things.
"That's right. No matter how busy you are outside, when you return to Bianliang City, you must go home!"
Looking at the gentle smile on Han Jiayan's face, Han Mo's mood also relaxed considerably.
However, the carriage had just stopped. As Han Mo was about to help Han Jiayan into the manor, a servant of the Han family rushed out of the house and whispered a few words into Han Jiayan's ear…
"Great-uncle, has something happened?"