The red candle has already been lit, surrounded by the bride, Han Mo led Miss Fan into the new house with red silk, red light everywhere in the new house, red brocade quilt, red satin, red tent, red candle, red happy words are pasted everywhere, very festive.

It's just that now is not the time to take off the phoenix crown, Han Mo still has to go out to accompany the wine, and when the banquet is over, he can come back to enjoy the night of the fire and candle in the cave room.

He sensed that Miss Fan was a little nervous, although he knew very little about Miss Fan, whether he wanted to or not, this woman was his bride after all. Although rectifying the marriage is a means, Han Mo knows that Miss Fan is innocent after all, and this woman is just a tool in the marriage, just as Aunt Bi said, this woman has entered the door of the Han family, and everything in the future will depend on herself as a husband...

Although he didn't have any feelings, Han Mo still said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm ...... Come back soon" He stared at the face under the bead curtain, still very blurry, but he saw a pair of clear big eyes looking at himself, through the bead curtain, as soon as the two eyes touched slightly, Miss Fan lowered her head and bowed her head slightly.

When Han Mo returned to the hall, the banquet had already begun, and it was staggered and festive.

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In the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion, of course, there are laughter and laughter, but around the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion, it is heavily guarded, there are the guards of the Imperial Forest Army transferred from the Mingli, and the officials of the Yanjing Mansion patrol around, and there are even dark officials of the Flower Hall monitoring all the abnormal movements around the mansion. . .

Today's wedding banquet is full of guests and friends, and many of them are important officials of Yan Kingdom, so there is no room for mistakes.

Not only the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, but also the same source road where it is located, which is also closely monitored, belongs to the category of idlers are exempted, a long street, except for the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army who are ten steps and one post, there are only the Yanjing Mansion officials patrolling back and forth.

The night breeze was blowing, at this time at the intersection of the same source road, but there was an ordinary figure, look at the dress, just a small businessman, cowering at the street, as if he wanted to enter the street, but seeing the guards of the Royal Forest Army with bright armor like javelins, they didn't have the courage, they hesitated at the street entrance, they didn't dare to go in, they didn't dare to leave, they seemed to be a little unwilling.

After hesitating for a long time, the businessman finally gritted his teeth, bent over, and walked into the street with a flattering smile. General Han's wedding, this street idlers are exempted, and they don't retreat quickly."

The businessman was busy laughing, nodded and said, "Two masters, the little one has an urgent matter to see General Han, please help the two of you" gritted his teeth, and actually took out a few taels of silver from his sleeve and handed it over...

The two yacha glanced at each other, although they also wanted this silver, but Liu Qingyuan, the governor of Yanjing Mansion, said clearly that if there was any accident today, the yacha who was placed on the Tongyuan Road would have to lose his head, so a yacha opened the businessman's hand with a knife and said in a deep voice: "In General Han's wedding, even we are not qualified to meet, you fart-like thing, what qualifications do you have?" If you don't give Lao Tzu a quick get, delay here again, don't blame Lao Tzu for arresting you"

Although the businessman was a little afraid, he still said unwillingly: "The two masters help to think of ideas, and the little one is really urgent......

"No matter how big it is, can there be a big wedding rush for General Han?" The blade in the hand of a yacha was already facing the businessman: "Don't get out of here, if you say a word, Lao Tzu really wants you to see blood"

The businessman was helpless, although he was unwilling, but he knew that it was useless to continue talking, so he could only go back and mutter: "I knew that this silver was not easy to take...... caused Lao Tzu to run most of the city overnight......"

He finally muttered and walked out of a distance, but saw a figure flashing in front of him, and before he could say more, he was already dragged into the alley next to him by two men in black。。。。。

The businessman was trembling like chaff, the alley was unusually deserted, two men in black were behind him, and there was another masked man in front of him, but the businessman was panicked, but he could also see that the man in black who came was definitely a woman, and his towering chest and slightly twisted waist when he walked proved this.

"Where did you come from?" The woman stood still and asked indifferently.

"West...... "Xicheng" is a woman, but the businessman feels that this woman brings more fear to his family than men.

The woman's indifferent eyes looked the businessman up and down a few times, and she could naturally tell in a short time whether the businessman was lying, "What are you doing here...... Say the wrong word, and there will be no forgiveness."

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Han Mo didn't know how much wine he had drunk, he only felt that his head was a little dizzy...

His amount of alcohol is not bad, although he didn't drink much when he toasted, but there were many people who couldn't stand the toast, and he drank it one sip at a time, only to feel hot all over his body, and his steps were a little vain.

It was only at a table where I finally came to rest, and there were some brothers from my own clan, nearly ten people, most of whom were from the East China Sea who came to attend the wedding.

Han Mo sat down, and everyone was in a commotion, laughing and shouting, and let Han Mo eat a few glasses of wine, put down the wine glass, and Han Mo saw that there was a person sitting with a cold expression, just drinking by himself, and did not raise a glass with everyone...

He couldn't help but look at it a few times, only to see that the man's face was long, thin lips, the bridge of the nose was high, and the skin was slightly dark, and the whole person was like a piece of hard iron, giving people a cold and old-fashioned feeling.

"Big brother" Han Mo finally recognized it and couldn't help but shout.

Although they haven't seen each other for many years, from the contours of their faces and that familiar temperament, Han Mo quickly recognized that the person in the seat was none other than Han Cang, the boss of the Han family who he had never seen since he entered Beijing.

Han Cang's expression was indifferent, he said "um", and still drank by himself, not saying much.

Han Mo knew that Han Cang was the eldest son of the Han generation, and after he was born, he was like the stars holding the moon, and he was extremely cared for by the clansmen, and he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he was personally taught martial arts by the great sect master Han Zhengqian...

Han Cang is silent, it is difficult for anyone to guess what he thinks in his heart, and since he was a child, he has been quite unsociable, seeing anyone, it seems that others are inferior to him, even these flesh and blood brothers, he seems to be disdainful.

He entered Beijing at the age of sixteen, first went to the Criminal Department to do some chores, and a year later was transferred to the Military Department, and at the age of nineteen, he entered the Volcano Battalion as a small commander.

However, his martial arts are in the Imperial Forest Army, which is definitely a first-class master, and he has never stopped practicing, which can be regarded as winter training and summer practice, until today, the cultivation of martial arts has always been persistent...

With the successful completion of the implementation of various tasks, and the martial arts stand out in the army, but also trained a group of very effective infantry, so the official position has gradually risen, last year at the age of 26, finally became the commander of the Volcano Battalion infantry team, from the age of 19 to the age of 26 as the leader of the Volcano Battalion, for ordinary people, this speed is very fast.

It's just that the appearance of Han Mo has already broken all the conventions, although it is due to the best reason, but Han Mo has become the commander of a battalion in less than a year, and it is the palm of the West Flower Hall, such an honor, since the Yan Dynasty, it is unique, Han Mo has suddenly become the most brilliant pearl of the Han people, and Han Cang, as the greatest glory of the Han people, has been completely covered by Han Mo...

Han Mo can understand Han Cang's mood, even if Han Mo doesn't have his current identity, Han Cang may not be pretending to himself, now that he has overshadowed him, he is afraid that his heart will be even more unhappy.

But Han Mo has always known that if the Han clan wants to survive, the cohesion within the family is very important, especially the direct children in the clan, which must be twisted into a rope.

Because of this, although Han Bin's temperament is very different from him, he still helps Han Bin as much as possible, and although Han Cang's mood is cold, Han Mo still raised the wine cup and said with a smile: "Big brother, I haven't seen you all this time, I haven't seen you for many years, let's have a drink, come, Xiao Wu respects you"

Han Cang didn't raise his glass immediately, he glanced up at Han Mo, saw Han Mo with a sincere smile on his face, frowned slightly, and finally raised the wine cup and drank it all, and someone next to him immediately poured Han Cang again.

Han Mo raised his glass and drank it all, and was about to say something, but when he saw a little guy hurriedly coming over and whispering a few words to Han Mo, Han Mo immediately frowned, got up and said with a smile: "Everyone drink a few more cups, and then go back and accompany ...... Big brother, Xiao Wu has some things, retire first" didn't say much, hurriedly left the hall, and went straight to the side hall.

There is also a small room next to the side hall, Han Mo pushed the door in, turned around and closed the door, there were already people waiting in the house, but it was Xue Hongsleeve, the head of the West Flower Hall.

Han Mo frowned and asked solemnly, "Who is that?" ”

"It's the owner of a noodle stall in Xicheng, called Zhen Jishi" Xue Hongsleeve said concisely: "Two hours ago, someone went to his noodle stall to eat noodles, but there was no money to settle the bill, Zhen Jishi begged for noodles, but that person became entangled with Zhen Jishi, and even knocked Zhen Jishi to the ground...... Then the man left quickly, and when the man left, Zhen Jishi found that in the previous entanglement, there was an extra note and a letter in his arms. ”

Han Mo stretched out his hand, and Xue Hongsleeve had already handed over a letter and note.

First, I opened the note, but there was a line of scribbled handwriting on it, and it was even written in charcoal ash: "Send the letter to Han Mo, the son of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and you can get three hundred taels of silver, if it cannot be delivered, you will be taken head."

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ps: It's a new week, how much support everyone has, hehe, the red ticket collection is big, and the collection is still quite low