The Han family is one of the nine major families in Yan State, a prominent family, and a supreme family in Donghai County. Such families naturally have extremely strict clan rules. As far as Han Mo knows, the Han family's family rules should be no less than fifty. If any one is violated, they will be punished by strict family laws...

As the sister at the bottom of society, that is, prostitutes, although the Han family will not speak viciously on the surface, there is no doubt that a prostitute cannot enter the Han family. If such a thing happens, the Han family will probably be ridiculed and ridiculed by other families in Yan State. Although the children of other families are also bound to do things that hide dirt, no one dares to lead a prostitute into the house with great fanfare.

When Han Mo heard the word "sister", he was surprised and immediately felt the trickyness of this matter.

"That time I couldn't help but persuade those people and went to Piaoxiangyuan to drink flower wine." Han Yuan said lightly: "That day, I happened to meet the courtesan competition. The courtesan selected was Yu Xiang'er. They picked Yu Xiang'er's brand and sent me in..."

"Then you have a few times of spring breeze, and then you fell in love with that woman?" Han Mo blinked and gave a thumbs up: "Fourth Brother, you are so emotional and lovely!"

Han Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Wu, at this time, you still have the heart to joke. You know, although I want to marry Yu Xiang'er, my family will never allow it. Even though she is an innocent girl, she can't explain anything in Chunlou." After a pause, her eyes showed anger and gritted her teeth and said, "But when I passed by today, Xiang Yu'er had been snatched away by the little king of hell. Now I don't know what the situation is, I...I can't make a big fuss about it. Once my grandfather and father know about this, the consequences will be unimaginable." His eyes were a little red, and his voice was trembling: "The little king of hell has always been disagreeable with us, and he also knew that Xiang Yu'er was my woman. He did this just for me, and he didn't know how he would torture Xiang Yu'er."

Han Mo glared at Han Yuan and said in a deep voice: "Fourth brother, what's the use of crying sadly at this time? Don't worry about this, leave it to me, go back and take a good shower, have a beautiful sleep, and wait for you to wake up, I promise to let you see Xiang Yu'er."

"Really...really?" Han Yuan opened his eyes wide, with a hint of surprise.

"I promised you, when did I break my promise?" Han Mo helped Han Yuan up and smiled: "Okay, I've told you many times that the men of the Han family can shed blood, but tears cannot shed!"

Han Yuan seemed to trust Han Mo's ability very much and nodded vigorously.

When Han Yuan left, Han Mo looked at his back and sighed: "Fourth brother, fourth brother, you are too cowardly and at a loss when encountering things. What should I do?"

Han Mo lived in the two lives for more than 40 years. Although he was younger than Han Yuan, his psychology was much more mature than Han Yuan.

"Han Qing!" Han Mo's eyes became sharp and he shouted in a low voice.

Han Qing soon came to him and said respectfully: "Fifth Young Master, are you going to do something? Since the last time he cracked down on Diao Guangdou, he hasn't taken action for several months. This time he needs experience, otherwise the things that the Young Master taught us will be abandoned."

"Young Master, I have been practicing with you since I was eight years old. I have been practicing for ten years. If you are abandoned, you will not even be able to get enough of a pig." Han Mo laughed and then looked serious: "What the Fourth Brother said just now, have you heard it?"

"Young master, the young man listens to it, and a word is not bad. This is taught by the young master. Listen when he should listen, read when he should read, and listen when he should not listen when he should not listen when he should not listen!" Han Qing said obediently.

"That's good. Call them a few, and you lead them to do this for me... Do you know what to do?" Han Mo asked, touching his chin. At this time, he looked cold, which was very different from the expressions in front of Mrs. Han and the second sect leader. He seemed extremely calm: "Be careful, don't cause any other things, don't blame the young master for being rude to you at that time."

"I understand, the fifth young master!" Han Qing smiled and looked a little excited, and asked in a low voice: "That little king of hell, right?" He raised his right hand, formed a palm shape, and tried to force everything downward.

"Damn!" Han Mo stared at his eyes: "Young Master, I said, don't cause trouble, it's not time yet."

Han Qing nodded and said, "I understand, young master, I'll do it now and ask about Xiang Yu'er's whereabouts first!"

As soon as Han Qing ran to the bridge, he saw a wealthy middle-aged man coming over quickly and shouted, "Dad, why are you here?" This man was Han Qing's father, Han Yan, the official of the Qing official, and everyone in the mansion called him "Brother Han".

Mr. Han asked, “Is the Fifth Young Master here?”

"It's inside!"

Han Bo nodded and walked into the elegant room quickly. Seeing Han Mo standing in front of the window and looking at the scenery outside, he hurriedly said, "Fifth Master, the Sect Master asked you to come over and find you if you have something to do, go quickly."

When Han Mo heard the three words "sect leader", he was shocked and said, "Grandpa is looking for me?"

If there is really a person in the Han family who is afraid of Han Mo from the bottom of his bones, it is the sect leader Han. Zheng Qian, who looks gloomy all day long. Every time Han Mo sees him, he feels like a caterpillar swimming around and feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Yes, someone has been sent to pass the message, so you can go there quickly!"

Han Mo did not dare to neglect his clothes, and asked while walking, "Do you know what to do with me?"

"I don't know!" Han Bo laughed: "Who dares to ask more about the matter of the sect leader?"

Han Mo quickly took the step and asked again: "Where is my dad?"

"Sir, I've gone to the county magistrate's mansion!"

"Where is the Black Hell?" Han Mo stopped and turned around and asked, "What are you doing when you go to the Black Hell?"

"It seems to be a tax matter." Han Bo replied, "But I can't figure out what the matter is. Young Master, it's okay to call this at home, but outside, you can't call the King of Hell, so as not to misunderstand. Go to the East Mansion quickly, don't let the sect leader wait in a hurry. He has too many things to do every day, so don't make him angry."

...

The Black Hell is a nickname, Xiao Muzan, who is the county magistrate of Donghai County.

In Donghai County, the Han family has the highest reputation and appeal, and also controls the economic and military lifeline of the entire Donghai County. However, the highest commander in the official name was the county magistrate of Donghai County, a sected by the imperial court.

From a political perspective, Xiao Muzan is the parent official of Donghai County and the top leader. Even the Han family is a bit afraid of it.

Xiao Muzan is the first of the nine major families in the Dongyan Kingdom. When he was appointed as the county magistrate of Donghai County, he was nominated by the Prime Minister of the cabinet of the dynasty, and the cabinet agreed that there was a background behind him. Yan Kingdom is a very strange country, and their political form can even be said to be a bit abnormal. Due to historical reasons, the aristocratic families control various rights of the empire, and the imperial power is by no means the most majestic in this country.

Most of the taxes in Donghai County were collected by the Han family and then transferred to the Donghai County Government Office. Although this was arguing that it was a waste of time, it allowed the Han family to firmly control the tax power of Donghai County.

However, there are several taxes that the Han family cannot interfere, one is salt tax and the other is commercial tax.

These two taxes were collected by the Donghai County Government Office in person. In other words, these two tax powers were in the hands of Xiao Muzan, the governor of Donghai County. For this reason, there was a deep conflict between the Han family and Xiao Muzan, but both sides were afraid of each other's background strength and were both polite on the surface.

Because Xiao Muzan's skin is dark and sinister, the people secretly call him the Black Hell King.

The little king of Hell who snatched Xiang Yu'er was the only son of the Black King of Hell. Relying on his father's power, he committed evil deeds in Donghai County, which was a lot of evil. It is precisely because of this that he had repeatedly clashed with the children of the Han family on the ground in Donghai City.

...

The "Donghai Governor's Office" and the "Donghai Qingye Office" are naturally called according to the correct name in the mouths of outsiders, but in the mouths of the Donghai people, they are called "Donghai Palace" and "Xifu".

As soon as Han Mo entered the East Mansion, he asked where Han Zhenggan was located, and rushed straight to the study room of the main courtyard.

When he walked to the study, Han Mo knocked on the door lightly, and Han was fucking his hoarse and low voice: "Is it Xiaowu? Come in!"

Han Mo pushed open the door and immediately smelled the strong fragrance of books and ink. After entering the door, he turned around and closed the door gently. Then he walked inside. There were huge bookshelf along the way, and all kinds were filled with books of all kinds, with a variety of different types. It is said that this study house not only contains books from Yan, but also a large number of books from Qing, Wei, and even Nanfeng, which is of great benefit to understanding the general situation of each country.

Han Mo didn't know whether this room full of books, Han Zhengyan was pretending or whether he had read every book carefully.

The inner room is an elegant small room that looks a bit dim and antique. An old man with white hair over 60 years old is sitting behind a nanmu desk. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstone neatly placed on the table, while the old man is holding a brush in his hand and writing something at his desk.

When the old man saw Han Mo coming in, he raised his head and said, "How can you practice hard recently?"

The old man's face was covered with vicissitudes of life, and his skin had long been loose, but his eyes were extremely sharp, like a knife. No matter who was staring at him with his eyes that looked very cold, he would definitely feel uncomfortable all over.

Although Han Mo is a stubborn lord who is not afraid of heaven or earth, he is still a little afraid in front of this sect leader.

"Practice!"

The so-called "practice" of Han Zhenggan is not a Shenwu Qigong, but only the "Eternal Life Sutra" passed down from generation to generation by the Han family. Only direct children can practice it. In fact, it is just to cultivate one's body and promote blood and qi. The biggest function is to enhance one's strength by regulating the breath of the human body. It is said that King Donghai practiced the "Eternal Life Sutra" thoroughly and had a body of divine power that could easily break stones, so he dominated the East China Sea.

Han Zhenggan nodded slightly, and his voice was majestic: "You must not stop your skills. This is a compulsory practice for our Han family. If you are negligent, don't blame the grandpa for being rude."

"Yes!" In front of Han Zhengwan, Han Mo looked like a docile little lamb.

"This time I asked you to prepare for it." Han Zhenggan said slowly: "Since the age of sixteen, the mansion has been preparing to give you a girl with a house, but you refused many times. I have never had time to care about it. This time I found one for you, but since you don't like the girl, I found an older one for you. You go back and prepare for it, and you will move in in the next two days!"
Chapter completed!