Shenxiao Wanshou Palace, after all, was a royal Taoist temple. Moving this plot of land would constitute encroaching on royal land...
"Alright, I know what I'm doing. You don't need to worry about these things. This decision is entirely mine. You are merely following orders. Even if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with you. Now, take your men and go prepare!"
Since he had made up his mind, Han Mo no longer wasted words. He waved his hand, signaling them to go and prepare.
"But!"
"Enough, there are no buts!"
Han Mo waved his hand, signaling them to go and prepare immediately.
After returning from the riverbank, Han Mo, with a headache, retreated into his study.
"What's wrong? You look troubled as soon as you get back!"
Seeing Han Mo's furrowed brow, Zhe Yourong asked softly.
"What else could it be? Is Heaven playing games with me..."
"Is there a problem with the riverbank?"
Zhe Yourong quickly asked.
"Don't even mention it. Several counties upstream have had continuous torrential rain for three days and three nights, with no signs of stopping. If this continues, I'm afraid several counties along the way will suffer!"
Han Mo was also full of helplessness. At this point, this situation was not something their tens of miles of embankment could solve.
"Natural disasters like this are beyond human control. Why are you so worried? If several counties are indeed affected, it's not your sole responsibility."
"There are only two paths before me now: either prepare for flood discharge and inundate the Shenxiao Palace's land of over a thousand mu on the west bank, or wait for the entire Neihuang County to be submerged..."
"Shenxiao Palace!"
Upon hearing this, Zhe Yourong almost jumped up.
This was no laughing matter. Although it was a last resort, the problem was that if someone were to pursue this matter relentlessly, the crime of encroaching on royal land would be something Han Mo could not bear!
"Keep your voice down, why are you shouting so loud?"
"Are you crazy!"
"But what can I do? Watch the hard work of these common people for a year go to waste like this?"
Zhe Yourong also fell silent.
"How about we buy this land?"
After a moment of silence, Zhe Yourong suddenly said.
"Buy this land?"
Han Mo blinked, looking at Zhe Yourong somewhat strangely. Such a large plot of land, and contiguous land at that, if it were to be bought and sold, the value per mu would be at least eighty strings of cash!
Calculated this way, even if the Taoist priests did not increase the price, the value would be over eighty thousand strings of cash!
Han Mo and his associates had basically invested all their funds in the shops. Where could they get so much money now?
"Yes, buy this land!"
Zhe Yourong said again earnestly.
"This is at least eighty thousand strings of cash!"
"You don't need to worry about that, husband. Just rest assured, give me a few days, and I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly!"
Zhe Yourong said with great magnanimity.
"Why do I suddenly feel that eating soft rice is quite fragrant?"
Han Mo blinked and then said with a smile.
"What do you mean by eating soft rice?"
Zhe Yourong looked at Han Mo with some confusion.
"Uh... it means, it means a man relying on his wife to support him!"
"What's wrong with that? There are plenty of officials in the world who find a wealthy in-law, and their lifelong needs for food and clothing are worry-free!"
Zhe Yourong said dismissively.
"Hahahaha, alright, alright! By the way, since we're going to buy it, why not send someone to the Shenxiao Palace in Bianliang City to negotiate with True Master Zhang? Perhaps the price can be reduced by a lot!"
Han Mo himself understood that when Lin Ling Su did not pursue the matter last time, it was already showing him great respect.
After all, the Taoist priests of the Shenxiao Sect had done many similar things. It could be said that from this plot alone, their annual income increased by at least thirty to forty percent.
If every county magistrate learned from Han Mo, how could they live?
If they were still stingy this time, it would indeed be unreasonable.
It was not worth wasting the goodwill between them over tens of thousands of strings of copper coins.
"That would be great, saving some copper coins is always good. I'll send someone to deliver the message right away!"
After Zhe Yourong finished speaking, she left in a hurry, and Han Mo's heart finally felt a little relieved.
Although withdrawing such a large sum of money right at the beginning of the commercial bank's startup would indeed restrict the bank's development, Han Mo had no other choice at this moment and could only brace himself and push forward.
However, no matter what, this matter was finally resolved, and Han Mo could temporarily put his worried heart down.
Even Han Mo couldn't help but sigh, it seemed that whether in ancient or modern times, East or West, the power of money was truly important!
"Master! Master! It's not good, it's not good! That Captain surnamed Lu is now leading the conscripted laborers to dig everywhere in our land on the west bank! The rice that is about to ripen is now almost ruined by them!"
In Shenxiao Wanshou Palace, Wang Daolu, who was holding two beauties and recovering from his injuries, heard his disciple's words and immediately sat up from the bed with a jolt.
"What did you say? Are they trying to rebel? Did none of you go and tell them that it's our land?"
These thousands of mu of prime land were a major source of income for the entire Shenxiao Wanshou Palace in Neihuang County.
The incident last time had made him look very disheveled, and although he had seen all the famous doctors in Neihuang County, his face still had not recovered.
If the harvest of these thousands of mu of prime land were to be lost, his status as Abbot would likely be completely finished.
"How dare we not say anything about this? The senior brothers who were blocking them there were all driven out by them. They said they wanted to use our land for flood discharge, and that if we had any problems, we should look for their Lord Han!"
"Use our land for flood discharge?"
Upon hearing his young disciple say this, Wang Daolu's face immediately became murderous.
These thousands of mu of land were hard-earned royal endowments, not the tens of mu of land on the riverbank.
He held the official land deeds. Even if the lawsuit was taken all the way to Bianliang City, he would still be in the right!