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

With this thought in mind, Mo Ya suddenly increased his speed by three points and landed quickly. However, his feet barely touched the ground before he couldn't help but jump up again.

The muscles in his face were twitching.

If it weren't for his strong will and perseverance, Mo Ya would probably be screaming and clutching his feet like Tom the cat right now.

It's hot, too hot.

The ground, which looked normal, was so hot that you could cook on it. And with Mo Ya's light and agile movements, the thick stone slabs shattered and cracked after just one step.

He collapsed to the ground with two charred corpses in his arms.

Without even thinking about how this was done, Mo Ya rushed into the warehouse, only to find it completely empty.

Only the charred marks left by the raging fire outlined the untamed words:

I will accept the gold without hesitation, but please keep your heads safe for me, so I can save them for another day.

The jade thief, Mo Yuan.

With his gaze fixed on the last name left, Mo Ya's pupils dilated violently, and he even forgot to go back and report.

Meanwhile, on a mountain peak outside the new city.

The melodious piano music, accompanied by the rising and falling of the starlight and night breeze, added a touch of elegance to the otherwise somewhat hasty venue.

Jiang Mo shook the Azure Coral Wine Vessel in his hand, looking completely intoxicated.

"I never expected there to be such beautiful scenery outside Xinzheng City. It was definitely the right decision to entrust this matter to you, Zi Nu."

With a soft sigh, Jiang Mo squinted and looked down.

Although he had seen scenes of looking down from this spot in the original anime, Jiang Mo still couldn't help but feel a great sense of awe when he was actually there in person, looking at the sight of thousands of lights at his feet.

A surge of heroic ambition, like the saying "I will climb to the top and look down on all the mountains below," is stirring within me.

“There are certainly many good places to visit in and around Xinzheng City. When it comes to knowledge in this area, Miss Zi Nu is certainly more knowledgeable than I am.”

Han Fei was very satisfied with the scenery.

However, seeing the Azure Coral Vase that rightfully belonged to him being held by Jiang Mo, he felt a strange mix of emotions.

But I don't care.

His gaze drifted from Jiang Mo to Zi Nu, who was playing the zither, and a mischievous smile involuntarily appeared on his lips:

"If Brother Jiang is interested, you may ask Zi Nu to introduce them to you one by one."

Seemingly engrossed in playing the role of matchmaker, Han Fei continues to assist Hong Lian even when she is not around, creating opportunities for the two to be alone.

"That's true, but I wonder if Zi Nu would be willing to do me the honor."

Jiang Mo accepted Han Fei's assist with a smile, his gaze already gently falling on Zi Nu, making her heart flutter.

With a slight tremor of her fingertips, the music immediately became somewhat disordered.

The meaning in the music is also the feeling in one's heart. This somewhat chaotic melody, compared to the previous rigid tune, makes people feel more joyful.

"Ji Wuye has made a move."

Unfortunately, before the slightly ambiguous atmosphere could continue to develop, a cold and sharp voice rang out. Wei Zhuang spoke in his usual straightforward and blunt manner, causing everyone to subconsciously look down at the city below.

Look at the firelight and people that suddenly appeared in the streets.

"The show is finally about to begin! It's a bit later than expected. Just as Brother Jiang predicted, someone is interfering?"

Seeing that Ji Wuye had finally fallen for the trap, Han Fei couldn't help but raise his cup and drink heartily.

"Next, we need Brother Wei Zhuang to take action and bring this good show to a climax, so that the absurd farce of the ghost soldiers robbing the money can be completely brought to a close."

Han Fei turned his head and looked at Wei Zhuang with a smile.

The latter didn't speak, but after finishing his drink, he casually tossed the cup aside and, with a crisp shattering sound, picked up his sword and walked down the mountain.

“I admit it’s really cool.”

His gaze fell upon the shattered wine glasses scattered on the floor, and Han Fei's lips twitched slightly, revealing a look of helplessness and regret:

"But does he really have to smash someone else's beloved wine glass?"

"Then next time, let Brother Wei Zhuang bring his own wine cup. Rather than that, Brother Han should arrange for people to take over the remaining gold as soon as possible."

Jiang Mo shrugged, but felt a pang of regret.

Ultimately, there was no way to completely find out where all the military funds were hidden, so they could only send Yan Lingji and Wushuang Gui to those two undoubtedly safe locations.

Otherwise, there would be no need to cooperate with Han Fei in this plan to alert the enemy.

Just look at how he emptied out all the gold. Anyway, with the Peerless Ghost here, a top-tier beast, 100,000 taels of gold is just a ton.

It just means that Wushuang Gui will have to make a couple more trips.

But it's fine this way, the quicksand can still exist as it did in the original story, and directly confront and fight against the night.

Jiang Mo could then remain behind the scenes for the time being and observe the changes in the situation in South Korea.

Chapter 3: In fact, Jiang Mo doesn't know how to use a sword at all.

"Brother Jiang, you really are..."

At the celebration banquet held atop the mountain outside the city, Han Fei looked sullen and helplessly stared at Jiang Mo across from him.

Wei Zhuang's white eyebrows were also furrowed.

Zhang Liang, who had the least contact with Jiang Mo, also found it difficult to maintain his usual gentle and refined demeanor, staring intently at Jiang Mo.

Only Zi Nu silently poured him wine.

Her slightly parted, pink lips parted as if she wanted to say something in defense of Jiang Mo, but he stopped her by raising his hand:

"What, Han Fei, do you find anything wrong with this solution?"

Holding up the dazzling Azure Coral Wine Vessel before him, Jiang Mo took a sip of the warm orchid wine and winked at Zi Nu as he spoke.

This indicates to the other party that they do not need to interfere.

This matter can be left to him to handle, so as not to put Zi Nu in the awkward position of being caught in the middle.

"No matter what, losing 30,000 taels of gold is just too much..."

Han Fei sighed helplessly, unsure how to respond to Jiang Mo's matter-of-fact expression.

We were careless.

Jiang Mo had initially suggested sending someone to secretly move some of the gold, hoping to provoke Ji Wuye and alert him to send out the General's Mansion's elite troops to expose all the hidden military funds.

This operation sounds perfectly fine.

Even if Jiang Mo secretly pocketed the transferred gold, Han Fei felt it would be an acceptable outcome. But he never expected that the people Jiang Mo sent would be able to quietly transfer 30,000 taels of gold with almost no one noticing.

Thirty thousand taels! That's almost half of the military pay.

If it were just a few taels of gold missing, Han Fei would immediately find a way to make up for it. Even if it were a hundred or a thousand taels, he could explain it away by the losses incurred during the recovery process.

Thirty thousand is missing out directly, what excuse can justify that!

"Well, we're all friends here. Although I've saved you a lot of manpower to move the gold, don't be shy."

With an expression that showed no shame but rather pride, Jiang Mo raised his wine glass:

"Come, come, why are you all keeping such cold faces? The recovery of the military pay is a great achievement, and Brother Han's position as Minister of Justice is in sight. We should raise a glass to celebrate!"

No one responded to Jiang Mo's words.

Zi Nu, standing nearby, couldn't help but cough lightly. Before Wei Zhuang could say anything unpleasant, she said something rather tactfully:

"Jiang Mo, this is military pay, and it concerns the safety of the border."

"Alright, alright, I knew none of you were from the underworld, so your idea of ​​'everyone who sees it gets a share' is unlikely to be accepted."

Shrugging, Jiang Mo also dropped his joking and flippant expression.

His gaze swept over the people around him, finally settling on Han Fei's face opposite him, and he spoke very seriously:

"I only ask Brother Han, how can we ensure that this gold is used where it is meant to be used?"

"Few in the court would dare to openly rob like Ji Wuye. But how can we prevent cunning theft through covert means like embezzlement and corruption?"

Slightly speechless, Han Fei was indeed caught off guard by the question.

Having written the book "Five Vermin," he naturally had a deep understanding of the various parasites that harm the country, and was very clear about how common the situation Jiang Mo described was in South Korea, and how it was even taken for granted.

How easy is it to govern?

Of the 100,000 taels of gold spent on military pay, how much actually reaches the soldiers on the frontier, and how much ends up in the pockets of the common people?

To be honest, Han Fei couldn't give a specific number either.

He only knew that this ratio was definitely not optimistic, but he didn't have much information to get Han Fei to use it to persuade Jiang Mo.

"Forgive my bluntness, but it seems that the biggest parasite right now is Brother Jiang."

Smiling, Zhang Liang cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Jiang Mo and then spoke up, taking the initiative to say something that might have strained the relationship between Han Fei and Jiang Mo.

Clearly, he was very clear-headed and was not swayed by Jiang Mo's few words.

Even if the gold could not be fully utilized according to the original plan, that is not an excuse for Jiang Mo to embezzle it.

"Really? But the gold isn't with me."

Jiang Mo shrugged and pretended to be clueless again, putting on an innocent and defenseless look, shaking his empty sleeves to show everyone that he was penniless.

"If you don't believe me, feel free to search for me!"

"But if possible, I would prefer that Miss Zi Nu search my body, even if I'm naked, it's fine."

"Pah, what nonsense are you spouting now?"

Her pretty face flushed slightly. She hadn't expected Jiang Mo to make such a rash remark when they were discussing serious matters. Zi Nu couldn't help but glare at him reproachfully.

"Name your terms."

Wei Zhuang was more direct, not bothering with Jiang Mo's ramblings. He cut through all obstacles like a sharp sword being drawn, directly addressing the core issue.

Ultimately, all the back and forth is about setting conditions for the negotiation.

If Jiang Mo truly intended to embezzle this sum of gold, he wouldn't have discussed the plan with Han Fei beforehand or revealed that he would send someone to take action.