The night was quiet, the second sect master Han Zhengkun did not rest, but stood in his own courtyard, playing a set of fitness slow boxing very leisurely, Han Mo walked into the courtyard, he did not finish this set of boxing.

When a set of punches came down, Han Mo had already stepped forward with a wet towel, Han Zhengkun took the towel and wiped it, and then with Han Mo's support, he sat on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, picked up the teapot that had already made clear tea, took a sip on the spout, and waited until the teapot was put down, and then said slowly: "I have been fighting this set of punches for more than ten years, it is not a clever trick, but it is helpful to the body, and when I am free when I turn back, I will pass it on to you." ”

"Must be free." Han Mo smiled.

Han Zhengkun leaned back in his chair very comfortably and asked softly, "Say whatever you want, don't hesitate!" ”

Han Mo smiled, and finally said, "I will go to sea soon!" ”

"For the sake of the bandits?" Han Zhengkun said calmly.

"The family will bring it." Han Mo said softly: "So I have to discuss with you, your body is still strong, and your grandson is not filial, I am afraid that you will have to go through a bump." ”

Han Zhengkun didn't show surprise on his face, just smiled mildly, and said, "It's okay to let them see it, with your three warships escorting, even the bandits are not to be afraid." Now that you've got this in mind, you've probably thought everything through. After a pause, he turned his head, stared at Han Mo, and said slowly: "Don't think about me, just take them away." ”

Han Mo frowned, and before he could speak, Han Zhengkun had already said: "You can't let go of many things, and grandpa naturally has things that can't be let go." ”

Han Mo wanted to speak and stopped.

"There's a community here, after all." Han Zhengkun said calmly: "After all, there is a West Mansion here, this mansion...... It won't be empty. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Don't say that the old man is idle, the old man ...... There will always be some use. ”

Han Mo groaned slightly, and finally said, "The Admiral of the Nine Gates has been replaced...... Donghua Hall has become his minions, according to the news he has received, he is secretly searching for the officials of Xihua Hall, and six people have fallen into the hands of Donghua Hall, and their lives and deaths are uncertain, but in the opinion of their grandchildren, they should be dead! ”

Han Zhengkun's face did not change, and he said slowly: "Eliminate dissidents, throughout the ages, every person in power will do so." A sharp look crossed his eyes, "It's just not enough, you still have a way out ...... now!" ”

Han Mo shook his head, squatted down beside Han Zhengkun, and said softly: "Actually, from the beginning, Sun Er had no way out. ”

Han Zhengkun stared at him, and Han Mo had already said slowly: "He wants to suppress me, of course, to defend himself, but the most important reason is that he is only afraid that it is for another person!" ”

Han Zhengkun stroked his beard, looked calm, and spit out two words: "Cang'er? ”

Han Mo bowed slightly: "He should be very clear about my temperament, if he doesn't suppress me, I won't overreact, and it is very likely to become his knife." He smiled indifferently: "It's just that he thinks my knife is too sharp, and he may not be afraid, but what about his descendants?" The sharper I am, the more uneasy his heart will be......! ”

Han Zhengkun sighed lightly, but did not speak.

"From the day I entered Beijing, I was destined to be incompatible with my eldest brother." Han Mo said calmly: "In his heart, I can only be his shadow, and I can only be shrouded by his light...... But I'm not biased, my way ...... Never be swayed by others. He stared at the old man and said slowly, "For as long as I can remember, I remember what my grandfather said to me...... A man has always taken the path he likes to walk, even if there are countless thorns in front of him, but ...... Just be happy! ”

A relieved smile appeared on Han Zhengkun's old face, and he reached out to hold Han Mo's hand.

"When I was not willing to be his shadow, I became his authority challenger." Han Mo chuckled and said, "My eldest brother...... He always can't tolerate people like me in his eyes, and even my uncle must think that I am breaking the rules. When I could still use it, my uncle endured his anger and let me toss, and when I tossed too much, he had to let me take my heart, so as not to embarrass his son a little. The corners of his mouth flashed with disdain: "His son is the eldest grandson of the long house, and he is the orthodox heir, if there are more people like me, it will always be a restless factor." ”

Han Zhengkun had been listening and did not interject.

"He worries that if I don't stay honest, and one day I do the same thing as he fears, will his son still be able to take the helm of the Korean people? Even...... Can you take the helm of the Great Swallow? Han Mo's eyebrows were slightly raised, and when Han Zhengkun heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"But I'm worried, too." Han Mo sighed lightly: "If my eldest brother really holds power, can he tolerate me?" Should I just sit back and let him do it? So from the moment he summoned me back to Jingchu, I had no way back...... Your grandson will never be willing to be killed. ”

The old man closed his eyes and sat back in his chair, but in Han Mo's whispering, he seemed to be asleep, but his hand was still holding his grandson very strongly.

"My grandson has never been a righteous and awe-inspiring person." There was a faint smile on the corner of Han Mo's mouth: "Sun Er has never felt that a saint is what everyone wants to do. In the final analysis, I am just a very ordinary person, just like my grandfather taught me since I was a child, let myself live well, do my duty, and be worthy of the word man. ”

"When I'm happy, I laugh, when I'm uncomfortable, I'm sad, and when someone punches me, I never hesitate to throw a punch to resist."

The courtyard finally fell silent.

Han Mo didn't continue, and the old man didn't ask anything, but the gentle moonlight shone lightly on the earth, shining on this pair of ancestors and grandchildren.

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After Han Mo left Han Zhengkun's courtyard, he did not immediately return to his courtyard, but walked along the bluestone path and strolled through the paths in the mansion.

When he came back from his contemplation, he found that he had unconsciously walked into the back garden, silent and silent.

He looked up, couldn't help but look at the quiet cabin, and finally smiled bitterly, and was about to turn away.

At this glance, he faintly saw that there seemed to be a shadow flickering in the hut, if it weren't for Han Mo's vigilance at all times, Han Mo might not be able to detect that flashing shadow.

Han Mo frowned, stood on the ground, did not move, and soon, he saw a person slowly walking out of the dark hut, that person's footwork was extremely slow, step by step to the bamboo bridge, and finally stopped.

Under the moonlight, although Han Mo was not close, he could still see the general outline of the person.

He walked lightly, slowly approaching the past.

He knew in his heart that when he entered the capital, most of the shadow guards in the mansion were also transferred to the capital, and the very few shadow guards who remained in the mansion were led by Han Bo and were responsible for protecting the safety of the two sect masters.

After he returned to his hometown this time, the shadow guards, who were already a small number, were transferred to protect the safety of Xiaoqian's mother and son, so there were no shadow guards in the back garden.

As he got closer, he vaguely saw the man on the bridge wearing a hat and a black cloak, and he looked very mysterious.

Han Mo's mind suddenly sounded, the day before yesterday in the small fishing village, he saw Hei Mudi, could it be that Hei Mudi actually found the house?

He narrowed his eyes, slowly approached, and walked to the bridge, only six or seven steps away from the man, with his hands behind his back, looking up and down, although the figure of the man was covered by a cloak, but the height and outline were very different from those of Kuromudi, and it was definitely not Kuromudi.

Han Mo frowned, seeing that the person's body seemed to be shaking slightly, he was secretly on guard, and suddenly a gust of breeze came, and a faint fragrance penetrated into Han Mo's nose.

The moment that faint fragrance penetrated into Han Mo's nose, Han Mo's face changed greatly, and the whole person was stunned for a while, and he couldn't help but say: "As ...... Sister Rumeng, is ...... Is that you? ”

This familiar fragrance has been with Han Mo for more than half a year, and Han Mo has never forgotten it.

Suddenly, this fragrance came over, it was the body fragrance on Liu Rumeng's body that Han Mo had not forgotten, he was also shocked, but deep down in his heart he was excited, he really couldn't imagine that Liu Rumeng was still in this hut.

The man's figure shook violently again, and finally he slowly raised a hand and gently took off the hat on his head.

For a while, Han Mo suddenly saw the face that had been concerned for a long time, the snow skin was still the same, and the flowers were like yesterday, it was the dreamlike Liu Rumeng.

Liu Rumeng looked at Han Mo stupidly, but under the curtain of his eyes, tears rolled down, the two looked at each other, they were both stunned for a long time, Han Mo suddenly stepped forward a few steps, stretched out his arms, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "I knew you would come back...... I've been waiting for you to come back ......! ”

Liu Rumeng also hugged Han Mo at this time, and choked up: "I have been waiting for you here for three nights in a row, you ...... You're still here after ......! ”

"It's me late." Han Mo hugged her tightly: "Sister Rumeng, do you know that I am worried about you day and night, where have you gone?" ”

Liu Rumeng sobbed softly: "Fifth young master, I'm ...... I've been thinking about you too...... In the past two years, I have ...... I've always remembered your ......! ”

Han Mo only felt as if he was in a dream at this time, he never thought that tonight and now, he would still be able to see Liu Rumeng outside this secluded hut.

He only thought that he would never see this dreamy woman again in his life.

The swallow is light, the warbler is delicate, is it Yefeiye? Is it really illusory?

After a long time, the two separated, Han Mo held Liu Rumeng's two tender little hands, staring at her face, her foxy beauty has not changed much, it is still extremely soft, and her voice is still a natural ** bone erosion, but in addition to excitement, her beautiful eyes are full of tiredness that is difficult to hide.

At this moment, he heard a gentle cough from behind Liu Rumeng, Han Mo was immediately alert, his body spread, like lightning, he had already flashed behind Liu Rumeng, protecting Liu Rumeng by his side.

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ps: Today a friend wrote a limerick poem, I can't understand it, everyone help to solve it.

Loft Fula Xiao Lingzhi,

Snow pass. Explosive Snow Hime.

Du Bingyue in the waves,

Pick oil in the lamp!

What the hell, I don't understand!