"What do you think? Is that something I should be considering? I believe that before doing all this, Master must have already anticipated this outcome. It's just that these casualties have changed from my people to yours? If Master Wang has decided to talk to me here, then so be it!"
As Han Mo spoke, he shrugged dismissively and then casually sat on a stone stool in the courtyard.
"Interesting!"
After taking a deep breath, Wang Xiang finally suppressed his overwhelming resentment.
It wasn't for any other reason than because he heard a glimmer of hope for reconciliation in Han Mo's words...
"Minister Han, you jest. Isn't it a pleasure to have friends from afar? Please!"
After quickly stabilizing his emotions, Wang Xiang managed to force a smile onto his face.
Seeing the hypocritical smile on his face and hearing his insincere words, Han Mo's expression finally revealed a smile again.
Both of them wished they could just kill each other on the spot, but due to various considerations, they could only choose to reconcile.
"Mr. Shao, is Master in any danger?"
Outside the small courtyard, Wang Bing, along with his returning soldiers, waited nervously for Han Mo's summons.
"Don't worry. That brat is extremely cunning. The imperial envoy is waiting in the military camp. Do you really think Wang Xiang would dare to defy heaven and commit a grave sin?"
Shao Bowen said dismissively.
"But things have escalated to this point. I just don't understand why Master still wants to reconcile with him."
As Wang Bing spoke, he heavily punched a small tree by the roadside.
Although his strength wasn't as exaggerated as Han Shizhong's, the punch caused the leaves of the tree to rustle wildly.
"Don't forget he is the Deputy Commissioner of Military Affairs for the Six Routes of the Southeast. If this matter blows up, who do you think will benefit in the end? The situation in the Southeast has finally stabilized. In a few months, the main force of the rebels will have almost vanished. If you blow this up at this time, who do you think the imperial court will send to snatch the fruits of victory?"
Shao Bowen spoke while flicking a few fallen leaves from his shoulder.
"But, I just feel a bit aggrieved."
"What are you aggrieved about? None of your men died, and his side lost over two hundred people. You're telling me you're aggrieved?"
Shao Bowen almost rolled his eyes to the heavens. He truly didn't know how this fellow calculated things, and where did his grievance come from?
After all, Wang Xiang was the one who suffered the great loss this time!
Not only did he lose face, but he also lost all pretense of dignity. After this incident, he would never be able to hold his head up in front of Han Mo for the rest of his life.
Although he didn't know what conditions Han Mo would propose, based on Shao Bowen's understanding of Han Mo, it would be truly strange if that brat didn't skin Wang Xiang alive!
"Husband, I apologize for any offense caused today. It's getting late, and I think Master should rest early. The conditions in Mingzhou City are truly rudimentary. Since Master is unwell, I think it would be best for Master to set off at dawn."
As the two were talking, Han Mo's voice suddenly came from the courtyard.
"Pfft—"
Hearing Han Mo's teasing words, Shao Bowen couldn't help but chuckle.
As for Wang Xiang, the person involved, he had already mentally cursed all of Han Mo's direct female ancestors for eighteen generations.
You're telling *me* to set off? The whole damn family should set off!
"Minister Han is correct. Then the affairs of Mingzhou City will be left to you. I will immediately fulfill what I promised you when I return. If you have any further needs, feel free to write to me!"
Even though Wang Xiang wished he could gnaw Han Mo to death at this moment, he still had to say what needed to be said.
"Husband is too kind. If it weren't for Master's illness, Han would really like to ask Master to stay for a few more days!"
"It's just an old ailment. Never mind, I'll return to Suzhou to recuperate. Let us bid farewell."
Seeing that Han Mo's words were becoming increasingly absurd, Wang Xiang let out a cold laugh, flicked his sleeve, and returned directly to his room.
Stay a few more days?
He had just told me to get lost at dawn, and now he's telling me to stay a few more days? Wasn't that nonsense?
"Since that's the case, then your subordinate bids farewell!"
Seeing Wang Xiang return directly to his room, Han Mo didn't get angry. Humming a tune, he walked out of Wang Xiang's courtyard.
"Why are you two looking at me like that? Is there something wrong with my face?"
"It's not that something is wrong, I'm just curious, what benefits did Master get from Wang Xiang?"
Upon hearing Shao Bowen's words, Wang Bing immediately perked up his ears.
"What benefits? That old fellow is a stingy miser, not a penny to spare!"
After a dry cough, Han Mo led the way outside.
"Do you believe what you're saying?"
Shao Bowen was almost rolling his eyes to the heavens. This brat was clearly trying to fool them.
"What benefits did you get? Tell me!"
"Tell you what? Isn't the imperial envoy still waiting outside the city? That's the biggest benefit!"
Seeing Han Mo's beaming smile, Shao Bowen didn't believe that this brat would let Wang Xiang off so easily.
"General, then we..."
Seeing Han Mo leave, the captain beside Wang Bing, Lu Qing, asked in a low voice.
"The main character is gone, what are we still doing here? Recall the troops and return to the camp!"
Looking at Han Mo and Shao Bowen, who were already far away, Wang Bing gave him an annoyed glance.
"But these on the ground..."
Tonight had been a bloodbath. The small inn, both inside and out, was now littered with corpses. Even the captains beside Wang Bing were feeling uneasy at this moment.
After all, all the casualties were Song soldiers. If there was no explanation...
"Cough—Cough—Cough—"
"Brothers, the remnants of Lü Shinnang dared to attack the place where Minister Wang was staying. This is a provocation to our Song Dynasty's soldiers. From this moment on, close the four gates of Mingzhou and thoroughly investigate all remaining rebel elements in the city to avenge these fallen soldiers!"
What the heck?
After listening to Wang Bing's words, the soldiers around him were all stunned.
Lü Shinnang's head was still hanging on the city gate...
Where were there any rebel remnants in Mingzhou City now?
Besides, weren't these people killed by them?
How did it suddenly become the work of rebel remnants in the blink of an eye?
"The General is right. Brothers, we cannot stand by and watch these fallen soldiers!"
After blinking a few times, Lu Qing led his soldiers straight towards the tavern in the north of the city.
After a busy night, their stomachs were indeed a bit...
Cough, cough, cough, no!
It should be said that they had received secret intelligence that there were rebel remnants in the tavern in the north of the city!
However, whether these remnants were hiding in Tianxiangju or Huifeng Lou was a question that really needed to be pondered carefully!