Creation Color Master

Since Yuan Xingchu invited him sincerely, he couldn't refuse and lose face, so Chu Mo followed the servant to a courtyard.

The courtyard is very small, and even the wooden door is very ordinary.

When I pushed the door open, the first thing I saw was a vegetable garden and a tall jujube tree. At this time, Yuan Xingchu was pacing back and forth in the courtyard, waiting anxiously.

Seeing Chu Mo coming, Yuan Xingchu came to Chu Mo with a happy face and said, "I am Yuan Xingchu. I have seen you before when I was waiting to see the emperor at the Meridian Gate. When we met at the banquet this time, I thought I had seen you wrong at first, but I didn't expect that you really are the Lord."

Chu Mo waved his hand and said, "I am not an adult. It was just a coincidence that I entered the palace. I am Chu Mo, and Brother Yuan can just call me by my name."

Yuan Xingchu didn't expect Chu Mo to be so polite, and said with a smile: "Haha, in that case, since I am a few years older than you, I will call you brother, how about that?"

Although the two met for the first time, they became closer after just a few words.

At this moment, a cold wind blew through the courtyard. Yuan Xingchu couldn't help but shivered, and then he realized that he was still in the courtyard.

So he quickly called Chu Mo and said, "Hey, you see, I was so excited that I forgot I was still outside the house. Come on, brother, come in and talk."

Then he motioned Chu Mo to follow him.

Pushing open the door, the room was filled with simple furniture, looking very plain, yet very clean and tidy.

There is a stove in the middle of the room. The red charcoal fire inside makes the room seem particularly warm. The water in the iron kettle on the stove is boiling and emitting steam.

Yuan Xingchu asked Chu Mo to sit down, and took the iron kettle from the stove, saying: "Brother, it's freezing cold, so I'll have some hot tea. The tea leaves are just ordinary tea leaves, don't despise them."

After saying that, he started to get busy and make tea for Chu Mo.

Chu Mo looked around the room carefully and found a large number of books on the right side. Judging from everything he saw, Yuan Xingchu was also a child from a poor family, and it was extraordinary for him to have such achievements.

Soon, tea was brought to the table and the two sat opposite each other.

Chu Mo looked at Yuan Xingchu and said with a smile: "I see that there are many books in Brother Yuan's room. Brother Yuan also follows the Confucian way of governing the country."

Yuan Xingchu happened to see the book on Chu Mo's right hand side, and he said with memories in his eyes: "Yes, when I was very young, my parents encountered the barbarians and both died. If I hadn't met Master, I'm afraid I would have starved to death in the wilderness."

"My original dream was to be a general commanding thousands of troops, and to use my martial arts to drive out enemies from all directions. But my master taught me that if I don't learn, it's just the courage of a common man. Human power is limited, and it's impossible to save the people. Only by practicing Confucianism and carrying out reforms based on the current situation of the dynasty can we truly save the people of the world."

"So I listened to my master and started to learn continuously. It has been 21 years now. Fortunately, God has not let me down. I finally have the opportunity to govern an area."

Although Yuan Xingchu answered very easily, he was probably the only one who knew the hardships he had endured, reading by lamplight at night, through the changing seasons, day after day for more than 20 years.

Yuan Xingchu came from a poor family and was well aware of the disaster caused by the barbarians. He also had unique insights into the current situation. The two of them became more and more interested as they talked. They did not feel sleepy at all, and did not notice that the candle on the table was gradually getting shorter.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is already light outside the window. The two are in high spirits, as if they still have thousands of words to say.

Chu Mo took a sip of tea and said softly, "It's almost dawn, let's stop here today. I should also return to Yong'an Town. If Brother Yuan has time, you can come to the Hongchen Theater in Yong'an Town to find me."

After a night of conversation, Yuan Xingchu was deeply impressed by Chu Mo's literary attainments and marveled at Chu Mo's reserves of knowledge and his control over current affairs.

If Chu Mo knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud. His literary attainments were only due to the literary classics of his previous life, and his control over the current situation was only because he was in charge of the secret guards and knew more secrets.

Although Yuan Xingchu was still reluctant to leave, since Chu Mo had already asked to leave, it was inconvenient for him to keep him, so he clasped his fists and said, "Okay, if I have time, I will definitely ask you for advice again, please."

Chu Mo nodded slightly and walked out first.

After leaving the courtyard, the two said goodbye again, and Chu Mo walked away.

At a turning point, Yao Guangxiao, dressed in a black monk's robe, was waiting for Chu Mo.

Seeing Yao Guangxiao, Chu Mo quickly asked: "How is it, did Zhou Xuankai make any moves?"

Chu Mo found Zhou Xuankai

Yao Guangxiao said softly, "This man is really as the lord said. Although he appears to be a gentleman, he has harmed countless women in secret. He just used the power of the Zhou family to cover up the matter."

"This person has set his sights on us this time. He may know that Chen Gong is very powerful and he is no match for him. He stayed in the inn last night. I guess he is waiting for someone."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "He will come to us again. We just need to go back and wait patiently. He will come to us when the time comes."

The two of them left Fuyun City directly and rode towards Yong'an Town.

What happened at the banquet gradually spread through discussion among the students, and for a time, the curse on Wu Ling swept across the entire Liufeng County.

After this incident, Wu Ling became a rat crossing the street, and everyone wanted to kill him.

On the other side, Sun Anzheng was writing a memorial at his desk, which gave a detailed description of the events at the banquet, especially Wu Ling's molestation of the women, and emphasized the existence of Chen Gong to put pressure on the governor.

Very few people knew about Chen Gong's existence, and the governor Zhou Wenlong was one of them. At the same time, they also knew how much the emperor valued Chen Gong.

At the same time, the focus of the memorial was naturally on reform. It made a sharp contrast between the hardships of the soldiers guarding Hanyang Pass and the extravagant and hedonistic life of a few officials. It also made it clear that in times of peace, people had forgotten the various harms that the ancient barbarians had brought to the people of Haozhou.

Sun Anzheng wrote every stroke of the memorial very carefully, as this memorial concerned the fate of the entire Haozhou, and even more so his own future as an official.

After arranging the memorials neatly, Sun Anzheng called the messenger, handed him the memorials and said, "Make sure to deliver them to the governor. This memorial is of great importance, so be careful when delivering it."

The messenger took the memorial solemnly and nodded heavily.

Watching the messenger go away, Sun Anzheng looked up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Chu Mo, who was riding a horse at full speed, looked into the distance and found that dark clouds were rolling in from the west. The speed was so fast that it seemed to carry endless pressure. The biting cold wind blew Chu Mo's cloak up and down.

Seeing that the dark clouds were approaching, Chu Mo couldn't help but urge the warhorse under him to increase its speed.

Such a massive rolling dark cloud was something Chu Mo had never seen in the four years since he came to this world.

Chu Mo knew clearly that the first snow of the year was coming, and it would be an unparalleled heavy snow.

He had to hurry back.

Although Lin Mingwei, Yang Jiajiang, Zhang Jiao and others were at Hanyang Pass, Chu Mo was still a little worried. In such weather, the ancient barbarians who were short of food and grass would do crazy things. If Yelu Xiong took the opportunity to boost morale, it would probably be a tough battle.

You have to know that under extreme conditions of food shortage and severe cold, staying one more second means one step closer to death. Behind Hanyang Pass, there are food, houses, etc. The encouraged barbarians will definitely attack the city frantically.