Douluo Jinbang: I was eavesdropped by the Pope

【Updated tomorrow】

Zuo Lengchan was also very cooperative. After Zuo Si finished speaking, her eyes were filled with tears and she looked pitiful.

He didn't know where he took out the embroidered handkerchief. He covered his face and said twitchingly: "Liu Qianhe was full of evil in Kyoto. At only 22 years old, he already had twenty concubines."

"My body is so good," Han Mo praised,

"Son!"

"Cough, cough, keep going, keep going."

Zuo Lengchan rolled her eyes at Han Mo, and then continued: "If Lengchan is allowed to marry someone like Liu Qianhe, she might as well just die."

"It's better to die than to live." Han Mo said,

Yingcao swallowed a Sixi meatball and nodded, "That's right."

"..." Zuo Lengchan,

Zuo Lengchan felt very tired. She said she didn't want to talk to Han Mo.

Zuo Si took the baton and continued: "Mr. Han, Liu Qianhe is also a bully in Kyoto, harming the people."

"I have no official position and no power, so I can't control it."

Zuo Si gritted his teeth and said, "As long as Young Master Han is willing to come forward, whatever Young Master wants, as long as I can do it, I can do it."

After a pause, he continued: "You cannot harm the people."

Han Mo put down his chopsticks and smiled.

Yingcao swallowed the Sixi meatballs and smiled,

Then my eyebrows knitted together, and I wanted to say something, but couldn't, as if I was constipated.

When I go to someone else's house to give them gifts and ask for help, the other person wants more benefits, so they are embarrassed and say that the matter cannot be done because the superiors are strictly investigating and the risk is too great.

Han Mo has watched this kind of plot a lot, and now he is looking at it in a realistic way.

"Master Zuo, even if I am willing to come forward, my uncle may not come forward. Even if my uncle comes forward, it will not have much effect on the Liu family."

A minister of household affairs sounds very good.

For some people, it’s awesome.

But for those aristocratic families, it’s not enough.

The disaster of the clans in Kun Kingdom has been happening for a long time.

Whether it is the court or the Jianghu, they all have important power.

The representative among them is Zhenbei Marquis Situ Jin.

The entire Zhenbei Mansion belongs to the Situ family. Many generals changed their surname to Situ and served as the commander-in-chief of the town in the Zhenbei Army.

The elite ace of the Zhenbei Army, Canglang Iron Cavalry, still became the Situ family's private army. Although they still received money from the Kun royal family, they listened to the orders of the Zhenbei Situ family.

Zuo Si explained: "Mr. Han, the Liu family is not a powerful family in Kyoto. It's just that I'm not good at management. In the officialdom, I have offended many people. The Liu family took the lead, and those who took action against me were all those who looked at me. Disliked officials,

As long as Mr. Han is willing to come forward, the Liu family will definitely give him face and cancel the marriage. "

Han Mo asked doubtfully: "Master Zuo, are you so sure?"

Even if the Liu family is not a big family, these families are intertwined with each other, and their interests are deeply involved.

A minister of the Ministry of Finance is still not enough. The Ministry of Finance is a person in charge of money. To put it harshly, he is the accountant of Kun State.

If he were replaced by the Minister of War, the weight would be different.

Zuo Si leaned down on the table and said, "This is not because of Minister Mo, but because of Mr. Han, your grandfather, the old head of the Mo family, Mr. Mo."

"My grandpa?"

"Yes, although Mr. Mo has retired from office and is living at home and has lost his official position, the old man's title is still there. He is an earl second only to the Marquis.

Mr. Mo's title was conferred by Emperor Kun himself, Uncle Jing'an. "

Han Mo really didn't know about this. He thought that having an uncle who was the Minister of Household Affairs was already awesome enough, but he didn't expect that his grandfather was even more awesome.

Sure enough, your dad is your dad after all.

If it is Jing Anbo, the Liu family is not a big family, so they really deserve this face.

Then he took a photo of Yingcao picking up the last Sixi meatball.

"Bah,"

The hand holding the meatballs shook. The meatballs were not easy to hold. With this shake, the chopsticks loosened, and the Sixi meatballs rolled around on the table like an elf that had escaped the care of their parents.

Yingcao was dissatisfied and pouted: "The meatballs fell off, the last one is there."

"Go out with Miss Zuo and buy some candied haws."

Yingcao's eyes lit up, and her dissatisfaction at not eating the last Sixi meatball was wiped away, and she said, "Is it really okay?"

Normally Han Mo was not allowed to buy things randomly. Although the medical clinic made a lot of money, Han Mo said that it should be kept for great use and should not be spent randomly.

Han Mo nodded and said, "Yes."

After Yingcao and Zuo Lengchan went out,

Han Mo put his hands on his thighs, formed a seal with his hands under the table, and murmured in his mouth,

"Hurry like a law,"

A blue talisman paper fell into the hand. On the four corners of the talisman paper, there were complicated rune marks.

In the middle of the talisman paper, there is the word "Gate" written in Xiaohao font.

This is a sound insulation note, which was also drawn in advance.

He held the talisman between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, spun it around in the air, and threw it toward the floor.

The moment the rune paper touched the floor, it turned into sporadic blue light spots and immersed into the floor. Then, on the surrounding walls of the private room and on the ceiling above, there was a blue rune paper flashing, with an inscription in the middle. With the word "gap",

The soundproof paper marks are linked to each other to surround the private room and isolate all sounds.

In just a blink of an eye, the spiritual power talisman imprint disappeared and merged with the wall and ceiling.

Moreover, those who are not cultivating runes and have not opened their heavenly eyes cannot see the sound-isolating array formed by the insulating notes around them.

Zuo Si did not practice martial arts, nor did he practice Taoist kung fu.

Not a martial artist, a qigong practitioner, a mage, or anything like that.

Just a scholar, like ordinary people,

After doing this, Han Mo took his hand out from under the table.

Then he poured himself a glass of wine,

"Master Zuo, let's have a drink."

Zuo Si took the wine bottle, poured himself a glass, and clinked glasses with Han Mo.

After putting down his wine glass, Han Mo picked up a big white steamed bun and started eating.

I've eaten some food, but I don't feel full. After talking so much, I'm already hungry.

Yingcao was so good at picking up a plate of Sixi meatballs, except for two that fell on the table.

Han Mo, Zuo Si, and Zuo Lengchan were eating a lot of fireflies while they were talking.

Zuo Si was a little confused. He asked Yingcao and Zuo Lengchan to go out. There were only two people left. If there were any conditions or requirements, it was time to mention them and talk about them.

But what does it mean to eat a steamed bun?

He asked doubtfully: "Mr. Han, what are you doing?"

With his mouth full, Han Mo poured himself a cup of tea, drank it, swallowed it, and said, "I'm hungry, eat until I'm full."

Then he raised his head, looked at Zuo Si and said, "Master Zuo, aren't you hungry?"

Earlier, Han Mo had eaten a la carte, and later Yingcao had some more.

Zuo Si didn't eat much. He took a few bites at first, then started to act pitiful and didn't move his chopsticks.

Hearing what Han Mo said, Zuo Si also started to use his chopsticks, took a big white steamed bun, put some vegetables on it,

There are quite a few dishes here, filling the table with twelve dishes.

Zuo Si really spent a lot of money this time. Just this meal, his monthly salary is definitely not enough.

Being a boss means you don't have much salary, and you're not greedy either.

In his position, he does not seek his own interests, and he is suppressed and excluded. His salary is deducted as much as possible, and he is given as little as possible.

Zuo Si would also give some to beggars and people fleeing famine when he saw them.

I am not rich myself, and I still don’t play with rich people.

This coming and going can be imagined at home.

Pull a piece of steamed bun, hold it with chopsticks, stick it in the vegetable soup, and then stuff it into your mouth with the vegetable soup.

"Master Zuo, this meal is worth a lot of money!"

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay."

"Would you like to add another dish?"

"Cough, cough, that's enough, that's enough."

"This meal please."

"Mr. Han, Chunfulou's signature dish, the yellow-flowered chicken, is a must-have. This chicken nugget is fragrant. I heard people say that the meat of this yellow-flowered chicken is golden. Mr. Han, you can try it. It's time to make it fresh." .”

"But I didn't bring any money."

"Mr. Han, you can eat this chicken next time. These dishes are enough."

"..." Han Mo,

It’s almost time to eat, two big white steamed buns,

Chunfulou’s Dabai Steamed Buns are very good.

White, round, soft,

Once you pinch it and let go, it will rebound.

Pick it up and grab it with five fingers. The whole big white steamed bun sinks in, leaving five deep marks on it.

After eating two big white steamed buns, I was almost full.

Pour yourself a cup of tea, clear your throat, and then say: "Master Zuo, have you finished eating?"

Zuo Si, who had just picked up the third steamed bun, paused, then silently put the steamed bun down and took his hand back.

"It's almost time to eat."

Han Mo picked up the tea cup, leaned against the table, and drank slowly,

"Now that we've eaten, Mr. Zuo, let's discuss the terms and draw a line."

Zuo Si heard this and sat up straight. After waiting for so long, he finally arrived.

I called you here. I have been doing foreplay for so long, and I have endured it for so long. Now, you are finally going to take off your pants and do the real thing.

"Master Han, please tell me."

Han Mo drank tea, leaned on the table leisurely, and said: "I saved Miss Zuo, but my grandfather wanted to refute the Liu family's reputation. In this process, he had to withstand the huge pressure from the family members, which also included a lot of The favor is there, I have sacrificed so much, what can Mr. Zuo give me?"

The Liu family retreated to save Jing An Bo's face, which also included a favor to Jing An Bo.

Zuo Si said sternly: "As long as I can give you whatever I can do, Mr. Han may tell you, but as long as it does not endanger the people, I will do it even if I risk my life.

Leng Chan's parents died young. She has been with me since she was a child. This child is also obedient and smart. She has been with me for more than ten years and has endured all kinds of hardships, but she has never said anything or complained.

This marriage, her future man, I don't care who he is, whether he is rich or powerful, as long as Leng Chan doesn't like it, I will never agree to it, even if I risk my life. "

"Master Zuo, do you believe in me so much?"

Han Mo came forward and accepted Zuo Lengchan. In the eyes of some people, Zuo Lengchan was Han Mo's.

Even if Han Mo does something, it will be justified.

"I have not been idle these past two years. Ever since I learned about the relationship between Minister Mo and Mr. Han,

I also know some things about Mr. Han privately.

I can't go wrong with the person I like. "

Han Mo smiled and said: "Master Zuo is dedicated to serving the people, and his salary is not much. I'm afraid I don't have any money at home.

As for the official position of Zhu Bo, in other counties, it may have a lot of power, but this is Tianzhe County and Jialan Mansion, and Zhu Bo is just a decoration.

And Mr. Zuo, you have never practiced martial arts, you have no strong body, and you cannot protect me. You only have a box of literati's blood, but what's the use!

From this point of view, Mr. Zuo has something that he can give me. "

Zuo Si's hand holding the tea cup tightened unconsciously. Although these are all truths, just saying them like this made me put my old face there,

I have been involved in officialdom for a lifetime, and I have also read poetry, books and classical prose for a lifetime.

But he was looked down upon and despised by a young man,

But he couldn't refute it, because everything he said was true.

Han Mo picked up the tea cup, Xiao Min took a sip, and continued: "I'm afraid you are the only one Mr. Zuo can give."

"Myself?"

Han Mo put down the tea cup and leaned on the table, almost lying on the table. He looked directly at Zuo Si and said, "Yes, everything about you, your body, your literary talent, and your loyalty."

Zuo Si frowned and asked in confusion: "What do Mr. Han mean by this?"

"What I mean is that you, Zuo Si, are loyal to me, not to Kun Guo and His Majesty."

Zuo Si was shocked, his old eyes widened,

What is Han Mo going to do?

Loyal to him, not to your majesty,

Han Mo has no official status and no status.

Zuo Si, on the other hand, was a court official.

This is a naked attempt to subjugate the imperial officials and use them for their own use.

But why?

His Zuo Si is just a small boss with no power or influence.

Behind Han Mo is the Minister of Hubu, Jing Anbo, who is much more important than his Zuo Si.

And Han Mo doesn't have to be an official, so he doesn't have to take a stand in the battle for the throne.

If the Marquis of Zhenbei came to ask this question, it would be normal, because the relationship between Zhenbei Mansion and Emperor Kun is already very bad.

It's just a matter of meeting with swords.

Zuo Si hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Can I know what this means?"

Han Mo sat back, still staring at Zuo Si and said: "That's what it means literally."

Zuo Si hesitated.

Because he didn't know what Han Mo was going to do, he couldn't see through Han Mo at this moment.

Han Mo held the teacup and said: "Master Zuo, please think clearly. The Liu family's betrothal gift is quite large. If you accept it, you will be able to live and eat well for the rest of your life, and maybe you can return to Kyoto.

It's a pity that Miss Zuo, such a good girl, married this scumbag.

Hey!

There is nothing I can do if I don't get married. I am the only one who can help here. Others may not be able to hide in time!

Miss Zuo, it’s not that I don’t help, but the price is too high. Although you have suffered a lot and suffered a lot of sins with Mr. Zuo, it sounds like you will cry when you hear it, and you will be sad when you see it. "

"okay."

Zuo Si also looked directly at Han Mo and said seriously: "As long as it does not harm the people, I can give you this sincerity."

If Han Mo continues to say this, he will no longer be a human being.

Why not worry about food and clothing, return to Kyoto?

Is this what I am?

Why haven't I noticed before that this kid's stomach is full of bad water?

It is completely inconsistent with the information obtained from the investigation.

I don’t know if my decision is right,

It seems that it should be,

Han Mo smiled, very sunny and decent,

After hiding for a while, Han Mo left and went to Kyoto, so everything was fine.

After more than two months, my granddaughter came back and was fine.

It's okay!

Han Mo poured himself a cup of tea and smiled.

"Master Zuo, drink tea."

After a pause, Han Mo said:

"Do you want to be the Sheriff?"

Zuo Si drank all the tea in the cup, then put the cup down gently.

He raised his head and pursed his lips, revealing a row of old yellow teeth inside.

There was also one missing from the left side.

blinked,

Road:

"think."