There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Yan Lingji was already in a hurry to soothe the injury on his palm, so Jiang Mo didn't pay much attention to it.

Instead, he stared intently at Yan Lingji in front of him.

His tone was very serious.

It sounded more like a parent scolding a naughty child, causing Yan Lingji to stiffen involuntarily. She then softly uttered:

"She started it!"

This subconscious, impulsive defense, tinged with a childishness, made the scene seem more like a parent scolding a child.

Fortunately, the other party was very mature.

Upon hearing Yan Lingji's accusations, Zi Nu did not retort with arguments such as "You scared me first," but instead bowed apologetically with a guilty expression.

"It was indeed my fault for being rude."

"The vigilance and defenses of the Nightfall have been getting stronger lately, and even Zilan Pavilion is not absolutely safe, which has made me a little paranoid."

"I apologize in advance for any offense I may have caused."

While Jiang Mo was reprimanding Yan Lingji, Zi Nu had already composed herself. She refilled her cup with fine orchid wine, gestured to Jiang Mo, raised her cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Miss Zi Nu is too kind. We should have knocked before entering the house."

Zi Nu's words did not imply any blame, but after reviewing the whole incident, Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Under normal circumstances, he would certainly not neglect basic etiquette such as knocking before entering a house.

However, the entire city is currently under martial law, and the night is still relentlessly searching for Yan Lingji's whereabouts. Even though it is raining heavily tonight, Jiang Mo does not dare to be careless.

When returning, it was naturally impossible to swagger in through the main entrance of Zilan Pavilion.

So he followed Wei Zhuang and they scaled walls and rooftops together, entering the room through the window behind Zi Nu, skipping the step of knocking on the door.

I never expected that such a misunderstanding would occur.

"Yes, you should knock before entering a house. It's such a simple thing, how come some people just can't learn it?"

Zi Nu roughly guessed the ins and outs of the matter. She couldn't help but raise her jade hand and gently press her forehead, casting a speechless look at Wei Zhuang, who was silently standing beside her.

“You should have sensed our approach earlier, if you hadn’t…”

The shark tooth sword quietly returned to its sheath, and Wei Zhuang still showed no sign of remorse. Instead, he coldly commented on Zi Nu's previous state.

"That reason doesn't sound very convincing."

Before Wei Zhuang could finish speaking, Zi Nu interrupted him, glancing at him with a smile.

Wei Zhuang didn't say anything more, but simply reached for a glass of wine on the table, stood by the window, and silently drank it.

He adopted the air of a reclusive sage who had no intention of getting involved in these mundane affairs.

Sensing that the atmosphere in the room was strangely awkward, and unable to figure out the reason, Jiang Mo thought it might be that the little incident earlier had affected the already not-so-close relationship between the people. So he gently pushed Yan Lingji towards Zi Nu by the shoulder:

"Did you hear that? Miss Zi Nu didn't do it on purpose. You should apologize to her too."

Unconsciously, Jiang Mo subconsciously used the way he coaxed a child, but because his expression changed subtly and his tone was weak, the change was not very obvious.

But Yan Lingji wouldn't have any of her gentle persuasion, stubbornly replying:

"I didn't do anything wrong, why should I apologize?"

Not only that, she also glared at Jiang Mo, clearly very dissatisfied with Jiang Mo standing up for justice.

"It's alright, this matter is not important."

Zi Nu smiled and let the matter drop. She looked at Jiang Mo and asked the question that was on her mind: "I wonder if you gained anything from this trip?"

There were three when they left, and three when they returned.

To anyone watching, this seemed like a complete failure, a situation where no one should ask any more questions.

However, Zi Nu, who was always very emotionally intelligent, still asked about the outcome of the trip. And Jiang Mo, who had ultimately managed to get Mo Ya out of her grasp, showed no embarrassment upon hearing this.

She simply looked up and gave Wei Zhuang a look.

This guy, who likes to stand alone in a corner, also has the awareness of being the captain of the Zilanxuan security team. He always silently looks out the window and pays attention to the surrounding movements.

Upon receiving a glance from Jiang Mo, he immediately waved his sleeve and closed the window.

The sounds of wind and rain throughout the city were completely blocked out.

Wei Zhuang, carrying his wine cup, walked over to the table and sat down. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he deliberately went around to sit in the seat furthest away from Jiang Mo.

Then he calmly said, "The rumors of ghost soldiers robbing the soldiers' pay will spread throughout Xinzheng tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu's expression immediately turned serious, confirming that the information Jiang Mo had previously provided was undoubtedly accurate. That Ji Wuye actually dared to disregard the safety of the border guards and target the invaluable military pay!

If this villain is not eliminated, South Korea will likely never have a day of peace!

On that intellectual and elegant face, a rare glint of sharpness appeared in her eyes, as if she were a knife and her eyebrows were swords. At this moment, Zi Nu became even more determined in her long-held belief.

"Now that this matter is settled, all that remains is to wait for Han Fei to enter the game."

A slightly cold voice came from the side. Zi Nu turned her head and saw Jiang Mo passing by her. She raised her hand and threw the glittering gold object onto the table.

Bang~

It looked quite heavy, but the sound it made when it hit the table wasn't as loud as expected.

Zi Nu turned her head to look at the spoils Jiang Mo had brought back, and curiously reached out to pick them up, weighing them slightly in her palm: "This is the so-called water-dissolving gold? It's too fake."

Previously, I had only heard Jiang Mo say that Ji Wuye used water to steal gold and manipulated the heavens and earth, stealing all the military funds.

Zi Nu thought that this water-dissolving gold was very similar to real gold.

At this point, you don't even need to weigh it carefully in your hand; anyone who has ever handled gold can immediately spot the difference.

Then Zi Nu exerted a slight force with her fingertips.

Those delicate, white fingers, as if carved from scallion roots, sank into the water, melting away the gold with ease, as if kneading mud.

"This is good news, and it's bad news."

Jiang Mo, who had long been attracted by the fine orchid wine, had already sat down at the table and was about to reach for the wine as he spoke.

However, Yan Ling Ji was one step ahead.

She not only picked up the wine that Zi Nu had left for her, but also grabbed Jiang Mo's wine cup in her hand.

A slight heat wave was rising.

As Jiang Mo spoke, the orchid wine that Yan Lingji had handed to him again was already warm, and the faint warmth mixed with the intoxicating fragrance wafted through the room.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yan Lingji glanced at Zi Nu.

The latter did not respond.

She simply looked at Jiang Mo with a questioning gaze, waiting for him to continue.

Chapter 123 This is Punishment

"Good news, that's understandable."

After examining the water-soluble gold in her hand for a moment, Zi Nu placed it back on the table. Looking at Jiang Mo sitting opposite her, she continued the conversation:

"The difference is so great that a little inspection will reveal the flaws."

"The idea of ​​using water to disguise gold as real gold on a large scale is not feasible enough, which is undoubtedly good news."

She paused slightly, a hint of inquiry appearing in her eyes:

"But if this is bad news, how should it be explained? Please enlighten me, young master."

"The problem doesn't lie in the fact that water can destroy metal."

The wine, warmed by Yan Lingji, seemed even more mellow, completely dispelling the chill of the rainy night. Jiang Mo swirled the wine cup in his hand, unable to help but sigh softly:

"It is the fact that water-based anti-gold successfully replaced military pay."

Most of the people present were intelligent. Upon hearing Jiang Mo's words, Zi Nu looked thoughtful, and Wei Zhuang paused slightly as he brought the wine cup to his lips.

Only Yan Lingji looked somewhat bewildered.

It's not that she's not smart enough, but rather that she rarely gets involved in political intrigue and is completely insensitive to it.

"The difference is so great that trying to exchange gold for military pay with water is as difficult as climbing to heaven."

Seeing the puzzled look in Yan Lingji's eyes, Jiang Mo gestured for her to pour him some wine, and patiently began to explain the situation to her:

"But Ji Wuye still managed to do it, and no news has come out yet."

"This means that guy really has connections everywhere, and all the important figures involved in the escort of military funds are probably under his control."

"Oh, they're all in cahoots."

Yan Lingji suddenly realized and used a very accurate word to summarize the state of affairs in the Korean court.

"Rats in the sewers always come in packs."

Wei Zhuang, who doesn't usually like to speak, also started his sharp commentary while holding his wine glass. The sarcasm and mockery in his voice were even more pronounced than that of Yan Lingji, who had a national and personal feud with the state of Han.

"The worst part is that when you unexpectedly find a huge rat swaggering in front of you, it usually means that the granary has become their den of throngs."

Zi Nu remained silent, her heart growing even heavier.

"Han Fei, is he truly capable of resolving this matter smoothly, as you say, young master? Even though he studied under Master Xun, he is still quite young..."

Age never limits talent.

Jiang Mo knew Zi Nu's concerns and worries at this moment, and he also knew what kind of difficulties and obstacles she would face in the face of the night, but he still appeared confident and composed:

"Some people, even if they live to be over a hundred, will ultimately live a mediocre life."

"But there are always some people who, even at the age of ten or so, achieve enough to be remembered in history."

"Han Fei is that kind of person!"

Jiang Mo's voice was strong and resolute.

Perhaps it was the wine that Yan Lingji had personally warmed that dispelled the chill in his body, causing a faint blush to appear on Jiang Mo's bloodless face. His originally calm and indifferent tone became lively, radiating an infectious confidence.

It moved everyone who heard it.

Throughout history, countless outstanding talents have emerged, and heroes who have moved the world are as numerous as carp crossing a river. However, those who can be addressed with the title "Master" are extremely rare.