Zhe Yourong hadn't expected the young man to say something like that.
Could "force that uproots mountains and spirit that overwhelms the world" describe a woman?
This fellow was clearly mocking her. She had already lost the bet, and being taunted like this naturally made her furious.
"Hahahaha, alright, alright, I was wrong!"
After being punched more than a dozen times by Zhe Yourong, Han Mo readily surrendered.
"Hee hee hee!"
The young maidservant was laughing uncontrollably, which only made Zhe Yourong more embarrassed and angry.
"Young master, Miss specially came to pick you up. It's not nice of you to mock her like this!"
The young maidservant chuckled, covering her mouth.
"I was just joking! Hahahaha, alright, I'll say it again!"
Seeing Zhe Yourong's annoyance, Han Mo quickly sat up and poured himself a cup of tea.
"Of all things in the world, what is love, that it makes life and death a promise?"
Clearing his throat, Han Mo directly unleashed his ultimate weapon to salvage his image in the eyes of the beauty.
Indeed, after this line, Zhe Yourong immediately quieted down.
Even the coachman outside subconsciously slowed his pace.
"Lovers flying north and south, how many winters and summers have their old wings endured?
Joys in togetherness, bitter in parting, among them, even more so are the infatuated lovers.
You must have said:
Vast clouds stretching ten thousand miles, mountains covered in twilight snow, to whom shall this lone shadow go?"
Even a woman from a military family like Zhe Yourong was stunned by Yuan Haowen's powerful lines.
Especially "Lovers flying north and south, how many winters and summers have their old wings endured."
Hearing "to whom shall this lone shadow go?" Zhe Yourong's eyes reddened.
"On the road to Fen, the flutes and drums were lonely that year, the desolate mist still plains.
What sorrow to summon the souls of Chu, mountain spirits cry in the wind and rain.
Heaven also envies, refusing to believe that orioles and swallows are all yellow earth.
For thousands of autumns and myriad years, left for the poets, to sing wildly and drink heartily, to visit the place of the wild goose tomb."
After Han Mo finished reciting, silence filled the carriage for a long time.
"Is this Young Official Han?"
However, at this moment, a charming voice suddenly came from outside the carriage.
"Don't speak!"
Zhe Yourong's slightly reddened eyes instantly recovered, and with a glare, Han Mo flinched.
He also recognized Wu Lian'er's voice outside the carriage.
It wasn't that they were particularly familiar, but Wu Lian'er's voice was so captivating that once heard, any man would find it hard to forget for a lifetime.
"Miss, you must be mistaken. There's no Young Official Han here. Let's go, back to the mansion!"
Since Zhe Yourong had spoken, the coachman dared not delay.
Without a word, he whipped the carriage and headed straight for the Zhe Mansion.
"You're not allowed to associate with that vixen from now on. If you dare to..."
"Dare to what?"
Han Mo suppressed a smile, looking at the jealous Zhe Yourong.
"Hmph!"
Zhe Yourong snorted coldly, then raised her fist again.
"Hahahaha, she's just a woman from the pleasure quarters. Wife, why are you getting so angry?"
"Who's your wife!"
His words made Zhe Yourong blush again. She turned her head away indignantly, no longer looking at Han Mo.
"Hahahaha, I think after we meet Father-in-law later, we can discuss it. How about we settle things tonight? As the saying goes, success in the imperial examinations and the wedding night, double happiness!"
"Who wants to settle things with you? Go settle it yourself!"
Although she spoke sternly, Zhe Yourong lowered her head again.
Seeing her shy demeanor, Han Mo smiled even more happily. If it weren't for the maidservant in the carriage, he would have already made a move.
While Han Mo was in high spirits, Cai Jing's mansion was shrouded in a deathly silence.
Everyone knew that Cai Jing was in a very bad mood today, so the maids and servants didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
"Are the two lords here today representing His Majesty's will?"
Looking at Tong Guan and Cai You sitting before him, even with Cai Jing's composure, his expression was grim.
He had originally thought that with his and the Emperor's years of personal connection, as long as he didn't mention retirement, the Emperor wouldn't initiate the matter.
But he hadn't expected Cai You and Tong Guan to come knocking on his door today.
Tong Guan was understandable; they had a love-hate relationship over the years.
But Cai You was his own son, and his recent crushing defeat was entirely due to this brat's schemes.
If he hadn't colluded with Cai Xiao and privately used his men, how could he have suffered such a terrible defeat this time?
He and the Crown Prince were already at odds; it was understandable for the Crown Prince to use any means to deal with him.
But for his own son to treat him this way was emotionally difficult to accept.
Hearing Cai Jing address Cai You as "Lord," Tong Guan's mouth twitched.
He had vied for this assignment today precisely because he didn't want any room for reconciliation between father and son.
Although their relationship had been quite good before,
Since Cai Jing had intervened last time and rejected his promotion to Grand Commandant, there had been no affection between them.
After all, in Tong Guan's eyes, he had contributed at least half to Cai Jing's current status.
If he hadn't spoken highly of Cai Jing to the Emperor back then, and at the same time presented Cai Jing's calligraphy and paintings to the Emperor, Cai Jing would probably still be hiding in some obscure corner.
He had spared no effort in supporting Cai Jing's previous attempts to regain his position.
But who knew that this old fellow would end up tripping him up?
One was a civil official, the other a military official. Even if he were promoted to Grand Commandant, he couldn't threaten Cai Jing's position.
Therefore, after the incident last time, he had thoroughly resented Cai Jing.
After hearing Prince Yun's plans, he immediately accepted the task of collecting the resignation.
"My Lord, we've reached this point. It's best if you do it yourself, so everyone can save face. If this continues, the years of loyalty between sovereign and minister may be lost!"
At present, it was the Great Song Dynasty, and according to the principles of heaven, earth, sovereign, and parent, Cai You had no right to speak.
Therefore, he could only watch from the side...
Cai You understood that this was the Emperor's punishment for him.
But with Tong Guan present, even if he felt a sense of shared misfortune, he could only endure it silently at this moment.
"You mean the same thing?"
Cai Jing's gaze flickered as he looked at his once most outstanding son again.
"I..."
Cai You's expression was complex, but he ultimately said nothing.
As one drinks water, one knows its warmth or coldness...