The most important woman is Mohan

Chapter 37 Just put on the sack
Mo Han had just changed his clothes and before he had time to sit down, the warm wind came back panting.

"Master, I have gone to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and the gatekeeper said that Prime Minister Zhang is not in the mansion today..."

"This hall knows!" Mo Han smiled and said with a glance at Nuan Feng.

"You—you know? Then why did you let your subordinates make this trip?" Nuan Feng complained as he looked at Mo Han dissatisfiedly with his mouth pouted.

"This hall just sees that you have gained weight recently, and asks you to lose weight, practice lightness kung fu, and scare that bastard Zhang Run along the way!" Mo Han raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"My dear master! You should at least give your subordinates a wink! It will also save your subordinates from running back and forth desperately!" Nuan Feng sat down on the ground and cried while fanning the wind with his hands.

"In order to express our apologies to you, this hall has decided to entrust you with a very honorable task!" Mo Han said while sitting upright, looking at the warm wind in front of him.

Nuan Feng flipped over and sat up on his knees, clasped his fists in his hands, and stared at Mo Han unblinkingly with big eyes full of expectation.

"But according to the master's order!"

"Tomorrow, let's stop Zhang Run and beat her up. Originally, the hall was going to do it myself. Since you have been wronged today, this good job will fall on you!"

"Yes, this subordinate will not disgrace his life!" Nuan Feng danced with excitement, his fists creaking.She had long been displeased with that turtle grandson Zhang Run, and now she had to taste how hard Aunt Nuanfeng's fist was.

"Don't kill someone, just keep her out of the house for ten days and a half months!" Mo Han didn't want to make matters worse, after all, they were half-grown children, so a beating would help to improve their memory!

"Come on! This subordinate understands..." Nuan Feng was already gearing up and eager to try.

"Your Highness should prepare a sack to cover her head before hitting her, so as not to cause trouble and come back!" Zi Jin who had been silently packing Mo Han's clothes by the side suddenly reminded her.

"Well, listen to Zijin!" Mo Han couldn't laugh or cry because of Zijin's words, did the child fail after only a day with her?

Mo Han couldn't help but reflect on himself, children are now in the period of character formation, and he should be careful in what he says and does in the future, so as not to bring down everyone around him!

"Master, this is the purse that Mr. Li entrusted his subordinates to bring to you. He said that he embroidered it with his own hands, so he must hand it over to you!" After sending Li Zijin back home, he carefully held a small bag. The warmth of the purse came back, and as soon as she entered the door, she hurriedly threw the hot potato to Mo Han who was sitting there drinking tea.

Mo Han took the purse with one hand, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and exclaimed: "This Ah Jin is more and more virtuous now, and she can still embroider such a beautiful duck!"

"Pfft..." Wen Xin, who had just had a sip of tea before she could swallow it, sprayed the tea foam on her face, saw Nuan Feng's cannibalistic expression, and hurriedly pulled her sleeves to wipe her face, "I'm sorry Ah, I'm sorry, my sister didn't mean it!"

"Haha..." Mo Han smiled and leaned forward and back, it was rare for Wen Xin, who had always been calm, to lose her composure.

"Master, Mr. Li obviously embroidered mandarin ducks, so how can he become a duck?" Wen Xin glanced at the laughing master, and said with disapproval.

"Mandarin ducks are actually wild ducks!" Mo Han curled his lips indifferently, stretched out his hand and threw the purse onto the small table beside him.

"Master, don't you wear it with you?" Nuan Feng couldn't bear to see that poor purse being ruthlessly discarded by his master, so he asked talkatively.

　Mo Han: Zijin, you have turned bad!
　　Zijin: I learned it all from you.

　　Mo Han: Embarrassment????
　　Warm Wind: (covering mouth and laughing) Master is afraid of guilt

　　Mo Han: Get lost??????????????????
　　Warm Wind: Alright!The subordinates are ordered to resign...

　　Zijin: Your people follow you!
　　Mo Han: What's wrong?
　　Zijin: No—is—the scriptures! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)