"Have you read the letter?" Han Mo walked closer and said in a deep voice to the Lord Bo who was looking at the letter and was fascinated.

"Look, finish!"

Lord Bo hurriedly put the letter in his bosom, but at this time there were many beads of sweat on his face.

"When you're done, burn the letter."

"Huh?"

The Lord Bo instinctively cried out, not because the contents of the letter were so important, but because there were so many contents in the letter that he would not be able to remember them all for a while.

"Do you want this letter to fall into the hands of someone else?" Han Mo patted the corner of the table and frowned angrily.

"My lord, it's just that the content of this letter is too cumbersome, and the lower officials may not remember it all for a while..."

"Okay, okay, you take it down and read it quickly, after reading it, you must remember these contents, this is a new text to be used in the new dynasty in the future."

Han Mo waved his hand, looking a little impatient, and motioned for the master to leave.

"Yes, Lord Han." The Lord wiped the sweat from his face, nodded his head, and walked towards the door.

At this time, Han Mo estimated the time, and planned to knock on the teaching, hoping to force him to say those four words. The reason why Han Mo is obsessed with plotting rebellion is because the teachings have a very important role for him, that is, to help him spread his new ideas. This is a very important move, and it is also a move that must be played.

Han Mo's steps were very fast, and the second hall was also very close to the county government prison, and after a while, Han Mo came to the prison with an umbrella.

"Your Excellency, are you here?" When the jailer saw that the county order was coming, he hurriedly went up and nodded his head.

"County Cheng, where is the county Cheng?" Han Mo glanced around, but found that the county official who was in charge of persuasion and rebellion was not there.

"Back to my lord, the county Cheng just left, and he should be in the county Cheng Ya at this time."

"Go and bring him in, the official has something important to discuss with him." Han Mo had some displeasure on his face and ordered.

"Yes, my lord."

The jailer nodded, grabbed his umbrella and ran to the county office.

Han Mo was not idle here, it was impossible to really stand here and wait for the county to come over, so he went into the cell alone to take a look.

As soon as he entered the cell, he smelled a musty stench.

The last time he and Ye Qingming came here, because it was a sunny day, the musty smell was not very obvious. But when it rains, the musty smell becomes very strong.

"My lord, which prisoner are you looking for? The villain can show you the way. The few officials who stayed behind hurriedly flattered when they saw Han Mo walking in.

"Teaching, where is the county's teachings locked up?" Han Mo walked on the prison road, pinched his nose and asked in a deep voice.

"If you go back to your lordship, he will be locked up last time..."

"Bang!"

Before the little jailer could finish his words, an older old jailer listened to it and gave him a kick directly.

Only then did the little jailer react, and hurriedly changed his words: "The edict is locked around the corner. ”

"Okay, hurry up and take the official to have a look."

Since the cell was so smelly, Han Mo couldn't help but say something more to the jailers.

"Adult, villain, I'll take you there." As he spoke, the little jailer took off the key chain straddling the table, then bent down and nodded and walked in front of Han Mo to lead the way.

"Teaching, don't sleep, the county commander has come to see you." The little jailer glanced at the sleeping priest and said in a slightly unhappy voice.

"Teaching, you didn't hear that the adults were looking for you, did you?" Seeing that the edict was unmoved, the little jailer's face became a little ugly.

But this man is a little old, and he sleeps so hard that he doesn't wake up at all.

"Forget it." Han Mo waved his hand.

"My lord, this edict is old, why don't the villains go in and wake him up?" The little jailer faced the county order and nodded.

"No, just open the door, I'll go inside and wait."

"My lord, it's not necessary for him, is it?"

"What, is it because the education status is low, or is the official's words useless?"

Although Han Mo wanted to rebel against the Sect, the Sect was also a good person in the local area, and when he heard the little jailer say this, Han Mo's face suddenly became a little unhappy.

The little jailer bowed his head in fright, and obediently opened the cell door.

Bang dang!

The cell door was opened, and although the sound of chains clattering was a bit harsh, it still didn't affect the sleeping priest.

After Han Mo walked in, he sat quietly aside, and then sent all the jailers away.

After the jailer left, Han Mo cautiously took out a copy of "Yangzhou Ten Day Massacre" from his arms, and then looked at the book in a well-lit place...

County Minister.

A jailer walked briskly through the rain to the front of the county government.

At this time, the county man was holding a bowl of rice in his left hand and a copy of the case in his right hand, and he looked at it very seriously.

"High Prison Chief, why are you here?"

Without waiting for the jailer, the county man who was looking at the copywriter intently spoke up.

"My lord, the county magistrate has already arrived at the prison, and now I want to find you, saying that there is something important to discuss." The jailer smiled and nodded.

Hearing this, the teacher's brow first raised upward, and then lowered. After taking a bite of rice, he put down everything in his hand and hurried towards the prison...

The rain was pouring down, and the footsteps of pedestrians could be heard outside the prison from time to time.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

The sleeping priest suddenly coughed, each one very powerful.

Han Mo, who was reading a book, was also interrupted by this cough, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the teaching.

Looking at the coughing oracle, Han Mo hurriedly took off the coat he was wearing and then covered the oracle's body.

Despite this, the coughing of the priest did not stop.

"Come on, burn a fire!" Han Mo ordered to the jailer outside.

In a few moments, the jailer lifted the brazier in front of the two men.

"It's strange, it's the weather in April and May, how can the Sect Priest cough so badly, could it be..."Just as Han Mo was thinking, the Sect Commander suddenly woke up, and he was awakened by his own cough.