After returning to the third hall of the county government, Han Mo was angry, he never thought that this master would be so careless in doing things, and he actually exposed his identity.

However, Han Mo is also a smart person, he understands that his current plan can only push the boat with the current, and if he stops at this time, it will be easier for people to notice that something is wrong.

After calming down, his mind had already figured out how to deal with it, and then he waited for the master to come back.

"Xianggong, why are your clothes wet?" At this time, Han Mo's wife, Ye Qingming, walked over, looked at the raindrops on her husband's body, and couldn't help asking.

"Oh, I went to the countryside just now, and it was raining a little harder, and the umbrella couldn't be wrapped, so my clothes got a lot wet." Han Mo looked at his wife and explained.

"I see."

Ye Qingming nodded, and then took a new set of clothes from the family courtyard and came out.

"Xianggong changed this set, and that set got wet." Ye Qinghe said with concern.

"Okay." Han Mo touched his collar, but it was already soaked a lot, and then he took off his coat and changed into the new clothes handed over by Ye Qinghe.

"This long braid is really in the way, and when the Manchu rule is overthrown in the future, the husband must let everyone cut it off." When changing clothes, Han Mo couldn't help but complain.

"Husband, it's good that you have this will, but you have to do things step by step, and you can't be in a hurry." The wife laughed.

While the two were talking, the lord Bo had already returned to the yamen.

"Alas, my lord, why are your clothes soaked?" The county man, who had just come out of the prison, happened to meet the master and looked at the main body's soaked body.

"Don't mention it." The Lord had a bitter face, as if he had been wronged by something.

"Oh? What happened? As soon as he heard the lord Bo say this, the county became interested in it instantly.

"The county magistrate ordered me to go to stock grain, but it turned out to be a mess, so he asked me to go back by myself." Lord Bo said helplessly.

"So messed up?"

The county man touched his beard and continued to ask.

"Let's talk about this later, the county order is still waiting to see me."

The master didn't have time to chat with the county magistrate, and after changing his clothes, he walked in the direction of the second hall.

The county man looked at the figure of the Lord Bo leaving, his brows furrowed slightly, with his understanding of the Lord Bo, most of them were doing things publicly, which led to the revelation of the matter. However, what worries him is that if the follow-up master Bo makes a mistake in big things, he is not the only one who is unlucky.

Thinking of this, Xiancheng's face suddenly became gloomy, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

...

"Xianggong, it seems that the lord of the county government is here." Ye Qingming glanced out of the door, and happened to see the figure of the main man in the rain.

Hearing this, Han Mo just nodded, and then motioned to his wife to hurry back to the side room.

The wife is also very sensible, and ran to the side room on tiptoe.

...

"My lord, the lower official knows that he is wrong, please make a move, and let the lower official remedy it." The Lord Bo fell to his knees.

Lord Bo understands that if he can't remedy this matter in time, once it is noticed by the court, when the time comes, he will be the first to take the blame. Although he was injected with the idea of opposing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty, he could not change his idea of cherishing his life.

"Lord Bo, you can cause a big trouble for our plan this time, how do you let this official be?" Han Mo sat on the chair, took a sip of tea, and said in a deep voice.

"My lord, you are a god who has descended to earth, and you are both talented and beautiful, and there must be a way for the lower officials to remedy it." The Lord Bo kowtowed heavily on the ground, and his voice trembled a little.

"There is a way, but what if you mess up again? What you did this time has disappointed the officer. Han Mo sighed.

"My lord, Xia Guan will definitely not make a mistake this time, you just have to speak, even if it is to take the life of Xia Guan, Xia Guan is willing."

"What's the use of wanting your life, if you mess things up, our entire county government will have to follow you." Han Mo looked disdainful.

"I..."

The main man was almost speechless by Han Mo's words.

What Han Mo said is the truth, rebellion is such a big thing, if there is a little deviation, it is a matter of exterminating the nine clans.

If it weren't for the system to forcibly change the mind of the main bo, the main bok would never dare to do this kind of thing, no matter how generous the remuneration offered by Han Mo.

"Alright, get up." Han Mo waved his hand and motioned for him to stand up.

"Master Xie."

The Lord Bo wiped the sweat from his face. Since the prefectural order can make him stand up, it means that the prefectural magistrate has already thought of a countermeasure.

Thinking of this, most of the worries in his heart disappeared.

"Sit down, there's tea on the table." Han Mo reminded.

"Thanks... Mr. Xie. The Lord nodded, then sat sideways in his chair.

"Now I'm afraid that it won't work to store grain privately, and the best way is to store grain openly." Han Mo touched his chin and said in a deep voice.

"My lord, you're not kidding, this private grain storage won't work, so it's definitely even more impossible to go to the grain storage openly, right?" When Lord Bo heard this, he became puzzled.

Han Mo frowned slightly, looked at the teacup on the table, and said softly: "Haven't you heard of a sentence that the Ming Xiu Plank Road is dark Chen Cang?" ”

"What do you mean, sir?" Hearing Han Mo's reminder, Lord Bo seemed to understand something.

"Secretly stockpiling grain may be discovered, what if you directly stockpile food, and do it for the sake of the name?" Han Mo asked.

"If you take precautions and use it to relieve local drought and flood disasters in the future, you will not ask too much about it. But in this way, our granary will be supervised by people from all walks of life. Lord Bo frowned.

"So what? On the contrary, in the name of this, the amount of grain we store can still be uncontrolled, and there is no risk of being discovered and responsible. At the time of the uprising, it was enough to use it directly, and before they could react, we had already unveiled it. Han Mo explained.

"What the adults said is indeed a trick, and it is also a trick. Then the next official will do it. ”

With that, the Lord Bo prepared to get up and leave.

"Wait a minute."

Han Mo suddenly called out to him.

"My lord, do you have anything else to command?" Lord Bo was puzzled.

"Hmm." Han Mo nodded, handed a secret letter to the master, and asked him to open it on the spot.