As Han Jiayan spoke, Han Mo couldn't help but shiver all over.
"Although your actions were secretive, don't forget, this is Bianliang City!"
After speaking, Han Jiayan reached out and poured Han Mo another cup of tea.
"You mean, the Imperial City Department already knows it was me who made the move?"
After taking several deep breaths, Han Mo quickly said.
"Strictly speaking, they should have only found some clues! Otherwise, what was sent here would not be just tiger penis!"
Although Han Jiayan spoke lightly, Han Mo felt his back drenched in cold sweat.
The terror of the Imperial City Department truly gave him a new understanding.
"You've always been a smart child, but in the past six months, you've become increasingly reckless in your actions. Haven't you ever thought about why Teacher Liang chose the word 'Shou Zheng' for you? This itself is a warning! You must remember, Teacher Liang is a eunuch!"
Although Han Jiayan's voice was not loud, it struck Han Mo like thunder.
The consecutive successes had blinded him, allowing him to become arrogant enough to directly arrange for Wang Fu's demise, and then use the opportunity to push Zhang Shaoyou into the position of Kaifeng Prefecture's Shao Yin.
"Your grandson accepts this teaching!"
After letting out a long sigh, Han Mo respectfully bowed to Han Jiayan again.
"Alright, since you understand, do you know what you should do now?"
Seeing the cold sweat on Han Mo's forehead, Han Jiayan said with a satisfied smile.
"Your grandson understands. Starting tomorrow, my people in Bianliang City will be gradually withdrawn!"
"A promising student!"
Hearing Han Mo's answer, Han Jiayan nodded with satisfaction.
"There are rules to the game in court. You've been too prominent recently, which is not a good thing!"
"My father is still in Mengzhou, and your grandson should go fulfill his filial duties!"
After hesitating again, Han Mo spoke again.
"Not enough!"
After hearing his answer, the appreciation in Han Jiayan's eyes deepened.
"Is the matter of going out to sea urgent?"
After a moment of silence, Han Mo asked again.
"That's right. That's what you should be doing. Accomplish what you proposed in your memorial, and you will naturally have a place in the court. Only then will it be time for you to display your talents!"
After hearing Han Mo's answer, Han Jiayan said with a satisfied smile.
"Thank you, Grand Uncle, for your teachings!"
This time, Han Mo was truly convinced. He had always thought that with his thousand years of foresight and knowledge of history's general direction, he had never taken these important figures in the court seriously.
But only now did Han Mo realize that after putting all that aside, compared to these important figures, he seemed to have no advantage at all.
"Alright, you've always been intelligent. These are just minor mistakes that young people often make. As long as you learn from this lesson, you will naturally advance further in the future!"
"However, on this festive occasion, your grandson cannot fulfill his filial duties at your side!"
"What does this matter? A true man's ambition lies in all directions. You are young and it is the prime time to achieve great things. Why bother with these trivialities?"
"Grand Uncle, please accept your grandson's bow!"
"Alright, alright. You go about your business first. Since you have received the Emperor's grace, you still need to write a memorial of thanks!"
After helping Han Mo up, Han Jiayan walked out of his room with a smile.
Taking a deep breath, Han Mo returned to his desk, organized his thoughts, and then spread out a piece of Xuan paper to start drafting.
"Your Majesty, this is Han Mo's memorial of thanks!"
Two hours later, Liang Shicheng smiled and placed Han Mo's memorial in front of Zhao Ji.
"Let me see what this kid has written!"
Zhao Ji said as he picked up Han Mo's memorial.
At first, there was a hint of a smile on his lips, but as he read, his expression gradually became unfathomable.
"Your Majesty, what did this kid say?"
Seeing Zhao Ji's expression, Liang Shicheng became a little curious.
"This kid is indeed talented. Summon him to the palace. I want to hear what this kid has to say!"
To Liang Shicheng's surprise, the Emperor did not hand Han Mo's memorial to him as before, but said casually.
"Yes!"
After responding, Liang Shicheng hurried out of the hall.
"Your humble servant Han Mo, greets Your Majesty!"
Half an hour later, Han Mo finally arrived at the Fu Ning Hall again.
"Do you like what I sent you today?"
After Han Mo paid his respects, Zhao Ji suddenly stood up with a smile and asked.
"Replying to Your Majesty, your subject is immensely grateful!"
Seeing this fellow bring up the topic of tiger penis again, Han Mo wished he could strangle him to death at this moment. However, considering the eventual fate of the emperor in this era, Han Mo ultimately suppressed his anger.
"You rascal!"
Hearing Han Mo's slightly stiff tone, Zhao Ji couldn't help but reach out and pat his shoulder.
"Hebei is currently in the midst of intense fighting. What are your thoughts on the war there?"
Seeing Han Mo finally bend over again, Zhao Ji shifted the topic.
"Replying to Your Majesty, your subject is not very clear about the cause and effect of the Hebei affair, nor the deployment of the war. Therefore, I dare not speak presumptuously!"
If it were yesterday, if Zhao Ji had asked about this matter, Han Mo would have unhesitatingly expressed his true thoughts and found a way to dig a hole for Tong Guan.
But after today's events, Han Mo's thoughts had completely changed.
He understood the course of history and the general background of everyone, but at his current status, if he continued to make any excessive moves, it would likely incur the Emperor's suspicion.
The suspicion of those court officials would cause trouble for his next steps, but it would not be insurmountable. However, if it were the Emperor, overcoming it would be truly difficult!
The battle situation in Hebei was irreversible, and there was no way to change it. Han Mo could only make preparations that were most beneficial to himself within a limited time.
"Well said, 'dare not speak presumptuously'. This clarity alone surpasses countless people! I know everything you have done in Mingzhou, and you have done very well!"
Hearing Han Mo's words, Zhao Ji indeed nodded with satisfaction.
"Your Majesty praises me too much. Your subject simply wishes to earn more military funds for the court. No matter what choices the court makes next, having more military funds is always correct! It is better for this money to be enjoyed by those barbarians later, rather than being left to the country, and for the citizens of my Great Song to suffer less from the ravages of war!"