Chapter 002: The Annoying Matters of My Cousin

The inexplicable accident in a past life caused this elite talent, who had hoped to be promoted to the head of the Pharmacy Department at the 803 Military Hospital, to leave the world he had been familiar with for over twenty years and enter a new era

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I know nothing at all. Han Mo said with a bitter smile, I was just speaking casually; what exactly is going on

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He was just speaking casually, but unexpectedly, Han Yuan sat up suddenly, looking astonished: "Xiao Wu, you... how do you know? Who told you? You didn't tell anyone, did you?"

Starting from the moment he traversed back to the womb, a brand new world and life unfolded before him. Like many offspring of wealthy families, he had lived a life of luxury for eighteen years. Although faint memories of his past life lingered in his mind, he had completely integrated into this unfamiliar era

Are you sure my mother hasn't come to the back garden? Han Mo felt somewhat uneasy

The nine prominent families of the Yan state each have their own controlled positions

Han Mo waved his hand and sat down opposite Han Yuan. Seeing his troubled expression, he chuckled and said, "Fourth Brother, what’s wrong? You’ve had my wine, yet you still wear a frown. Could it be that you have taken a liking to a woman, only to have her snatched away?"

Han Mo said: "Han Chun, what exactly has happened?"

The young boy Han Chun beside Han Yuan could not help but say: "Fifth Young Master, please help our Fourth Young Master."

Han Mo touched his brow and said, "It is quite straight, how could it be anything but straight? Grandfather, you are getting old, and your vision may not be as clear as it once was."

Qingxi Garden is the only garden within Donghai City. On either side of the garden, there is a mansion. The plaque on the left mansion is inscribed with the gilded characters "Donghai Governor's Office," while the plaque on the right mansion reads "Donghai Clean Officials Office." Facing each other, in front of the imposing vermilion gates, there are two fierce stone lions on each side, exuding an air of grandeur.

With a heartfelt shake of the head, she said: "It is not Madam, it is the Fourth Young Master!"

Han Mo was taken aback, his eyes widening. After a long pause, he finally said: "Fourth Brother, do you mean to say that someone really took your woman?"

The Donghai Qingli Office covers a vast area, featuring pavilions and towers of unparalleled grandeur. It is divided into eastern and western courtyards, with front and back halls, layered and cascading structures, filled with the fragrance of flowers and the songs of birds, resembling paradise

This young man is Han Yuan, the son of Governor Han Xuanling of Donghai, residing in the mansion "Donghai Governor's Office" to the left of Qingxi Garden. He is also the cousin of Han Mo and ranks fourth among the direct descendants of the Han family in this generation, which is why Han Mo refers to him as "Fourth Brother"

and Han Chun, who is beside him

Han Mo chuckled and turned back to say, "Grandfather, you rest for now, and I will come back to talk to you later." He crawled out from under the grape trellis, dusted off his clothes, and walked towards the house in the west corner of the garden, asking as he walked, "Is it just Fourth Brother?"

"Fourth Brother!" Han Mo walked onto the winding little wooden bridge leading to his elegant residence. Listening to the sound of flowing water beneath the bridge and watching the clear water flow by, his mood instantly brightened. He called out, "What brings you here today? Don’t tell me you came to drink; I really have no alcohol. You know my father has been strict lately, and it’s impossible to hide the liquor. Haha, you didn’t find any, did you?"

The place where Han Mo resides is not particularly large, with only three or four scattered houses. However, with its small bridges and flowing water, and the fragrant flowers, it is an exceedingly elegant location. Even the few rooms he occupies appear to be refined spaces for drinking tea, reciting poetry, playing chess, and strumming the qin. In terms of tranquility and beauty, this place truly lives up to its reputation.

"I am waiting for you in your room," Han Qing replied. "However, judging by that expression, it seems you are not very happy."

As he walked into the elegant room, he was momentarily taken aback, for he saw a young man sitting in the bamboo chair where he usually rested with his eyes closed, holding the jar of fragrant rice wine that he had hidden in the corner of the room, drinking it with great delight

We... our young master is fond of a woman, but that woman has been taken away by someone else!" Han Chun said with grief and indignation

This year is the 8th year of the Yanzhi Pingguang calendar, and Han Mo has been in this world for eighteen years.

The back garden of the Qingli Mansion is filled with exotic flowers and rare plants, each displaying its own vibrant beauty in shades of red and green. The enchanting fragrance of the flowers has already dissipated much of the fishy odor that drifted over from the East China Sea

"Grandfather, you truly love to joke," Han Mo said as he walked over to the second master Han Zhengkun, sitting down on a small wooden stool beside him, chuckling, "Your grandson is just like you, conducting himself with integrity and openness. How could he be sneaky? I consider myself handsome and charming, resembling your youthful demeanor. To say I look sneaky is to tarnish the image of your younger self, isn't it?"

"Yes, Han Qing, you must keep that jar of rice flower fragrance well hidden, and make sure he doesn't find it." Han Mo felt somewhat uneasy; that rice flower fragrance was something he had painstakingly exchanged for, a wine brewed in the Kingdom of Qing, with a fragrance that wafted for ten miles.

Originally, Han Mo also had a room in the East Courtyard, but after turning twelve, he took it upon himself to move here, considering the beauty and tranquility of this place. This was not a significant matter, and Han Xuan Chang naturally had no objections. Therefore, having lived here for six years, Han Mo is extremely familiar with every flower, grass, tree, and wood in this spacious garden. Sometimes, he hides among the fragrant flowers and chirping birds to take a short rest, truly enjoying a leisurely and pleasant life, feeling as carefree as an immortal.

If Han Xuanchang is the emperor of the Qing Li Bureau, then this old man is the grand emperor of the Qing Li Bureau. Even in the entire Donghai Prefecture, he is the second-in-command, just after that ominous old man in the governor's office, and he is the second patriarch of the Han family in Donghai Prefecture

There is nothing much! Han Yuan shook his head, took a sip of wine, and said lightly: "I just came over to find some wine to drink, nothing else."

The old man, with a leisurely expression, turned his head, glanced at Han Mo, and said with a smile: "Grandson, I see you looking sneaky and having the demeanor of someone with a guilty conscience. You haven't done anything shameful, have you?"

From the age of a few years, engaging in cockfighting and dogfighting, to participating in group brawls in his teenage years, and then, after certain parts of his body matured, he began to take great interest in teasing women, his life has always been filled with excitement and thrill

Upon hearing Han Mo's voice, Han Qing hurried over with a smile, saying: "Young Master is here relaxing, someone is looking for you"

I am fond of a woman. Han Yuan looked at Han Mo and said with a bitter smile: "However... she is a young lady, and now she has been taken away by the little king of hell!"

As he wandered through the lush and vibrant back garden, Han Mo heard an old tune being hummed, a melody he had never understood in his eighteen years of crossing over. Although he recognized that the tune was a distinctive Yan tune from the Yan State, Han Mo, who was familiar with popular music and electronic rock, felt no interest in it.

The morning air is fresh and invigorating, although it carries the fishy scent wafting in from the East China Sea, yet Han Mo has long since adapted to it

"If you really have your eye on a woman, just tell Second Uncle directly, and marrying her into the family is all it takes. Even if she can't be the main wife, being a concubine is still an option," Han Mo advised. "Why resort to drinking to drown your sorrows? I've told you long ago that drinking to forget your troubles only makes them worse. If there's a problem, we should find a way to solve it; there's no need to mistreat yourself like this."

I know this; nowadays, everyone is still praising you. Han Mo, seizing the opportunity, flattered, saying that this old gentleman is indeed the support behind him. Sometimes, when he cannot handle his father, Han Xuanchang, he has to bring this old gentleman out to intervene.

Oh! Han Mo let out a sigh: "Is it Fourth Brother? Where is he?"

Is it my mother? Han Mo asked cautiously

Since Han Tianya of the Han family began to dominate the East China Sea, the family has maintained control over the East Sea Prefecture. By the time of Han Lan, the Han family's grip on the East Sea Prefecture was as solid as a mountain. The edicts of the King of Yan had no effect in the East Sea Prefecture unless conveyed by members of the Han family

Han Yuan wore a worried expression and said, "Don't you know?"

Han Lansheng had two sons. The elder son, Han Zhengqian, is currently the head of the Han family and the leader of the Han clan. The younger son is Han Muo's grandfather, the second head, Han Zhengkun.

Han Yuan gulped down the remaining wine in one go, set down the wine jar, and then, with a bitter expression, said: "Xiao Wu, you are the person I trust the most, and I won't hide anything from you. But you must keep this a secret; if it gets out, I fear my life will be taken by my father."

Han Zhengqian had two sons. The elder son’s lineage is now based in Yanjing, while the younger son, Han Xuanling, serves as the Governor of Donghai and effectively controls the military power of Donghai County. The lineage of Han Zhengkun is a single line, having only one son, Han Xuanchang, who is in charge of the Donghai Qingli Division, overseeing a significant portion of the tax revenue in Donghai County. Both military power and tax revenue are firmly in the hands of the Han family, making Donghai County essentially their family territory.

Han Zhengkun rolled his eyes and scolded, "You disrespectful little brat, your grandfather is strong and robust, able to drink three jin of strong liquor and eat five jin of fish and meat at every meal, full of spirit. When he glances at someone, I am fully aware of all those little schemes and tricks in their hearts. " He earnestly educated, "Grandson, our Han family of Donghai stands firm and upright, and we must not engage in any underhanded activities. Your grandfather was a well-respected gentleman in Donghai County during his youth, truly remarkable.

The young man's features bore a striking resemblance to Han Mo, yet he appeared much more mature. Dressed in a full set of azure brocade, his expression was not very pleasant; his brows were tightly furrowed. Upon seeing Han Mo enter, he glanced over and said flatly, "Your skill in hiding things has never been impressive"

However, this situation is not particularly unusual in the State of Yan, a country where the political structure is nearly distorted, and where powerful aristocratic families control the actual military and political authority

Han Mo walked over quietly, peering through the dense grapevines to look outside. He saw a young man dressed in blue, wearing a blue hat, searching around; it was Han Qing. Unable to help himself, he called out softly, "Young Master is here, no need to shout."

"Grandfather, are you singing?" Han Mo smiled as he crawled under the grape trellis, where a man in his sixties was lying on a rocking chair, humming a cheerful tune.

Han Mo was taken aback and furrowed his brows, saying, "Is it that serious?"

I can't believe it! Han Moteng stood up, his eyes shining with a sharp light: "In the East China Sea, there are still people who dare to compete with my fourth brother for someone? Isn't this going against the heavens? Speak up, who the hell is so bold? I'll bring people to snatch them back for you right now"

Although spring has arrived once again, Han Mo's heart is still racing. Last night, he intended to find a small snake by Changchun Lake to infuse in wine, but unexpectedly, he couldn't find the snake and instead encountered that incident. Thinking of the peach-red, sorrowful gaze during his escape, Han Mo's heart raced even more. It was truly unexpected; that Young Master Xia's character is indeed questionable. He deceived a woman on the street to venture out of the city for a romantic escapade, only to discover she was a courtesan. Young Master Xia should have used his brain; with his appearance, how could a respectable young lady accompany him out of the city?

At that moment, a voice called out from the courtyard: "Fifth Young Master, Fifth Young Master, are you there?"

Han Yuan wore a look of sorrow, shaking his head and remaining silent

Donghai City is the capital of Donghai County in the State of Yan. The sea breeze from the Great Donghai carries a strong fishy scent over Donghai City. Outsiders are unaccustomed to this odor, while for the native Donghai people, this scent is as indispensable as the fragrance of sandalwood to a monk in a temple.

After just a few years, Han Mo has lost interest in the matter of harassing women on the street. He considers himself a person of high standards, yet there are very few things in Donghai City that meet his expectations

Young Master Wu!" A seemingly clever young boy beside Han Yuan respectfully bowed.

Han Mo chuckled and said, "Fourth Brother, Little Five is following you around bare-bottomed. If you have something on your mind, how could I not notice? If there's anything bothering you, feel free to tell me, and I'll see if I can help."

Hehe... Han Zhengkun looked at Han Mo with affection and said: "It just feels a bit strange; your eyebrows and eyes are not quite right"