The two respected guards looked at each other, both a little angry.
A respected guard said in a deep voice: "What should I do? Take him away by force, or should I give Han Shuai a reply first?"
Another respected guard shook his head: "The Mo Mansion is a second-class family after all. You and I should not trespass and be careful to let Han Shuai teach others.
I think it’s better to call Butler Hu first and report the situation.”
Beitian Palace.
Han Jiulin, Xiao Yuyan, and Ye Zhaoling were sitting in the restaurant having breakfast together.
As soon as Han Jiulin put down his chopsticks, Hu She knocked on the door and told Han Jiulin everything about Zunwei's reaction.
After listening, Han Jiulin raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Is Mo Long planning to openly disobey me for the sake of his son?"
Hu Shedao: "In the final analysis, the reason why Mo Long dares to resist your wishes is mainly because he is not your subordinate, and there is no one in the Mo family serving in the war zone or working in the war department."
Han Jiulin sneered and said: "I'm afraid he doesn't know what the meaning of commander-in-chief of the four realms really means.
I can allow any Chinese citizen to enlist in the army unconditionally.
If he dares to go against my wishes, he is refusing to serve and is breaking the law!"
Picking up the dinner paper and wiping the corners of his mouth, Han Jiulin looked at Xiao Yuyan and said, "You eat slowly, I'll go to Mo's house, and I'll contact you after the matter is settled. Then we will go to congratulate the old man Qin Guan."
life."
After saying that, he stood up and said to Ye Zhaoling: "Let's go, you come with me to Mo Mansion."
Ye Zhaoling nodded, put the last bite of the bun into his mouth, stood up, wiped his mouth, and followed Han Jiulin's footsteps to leave the restaurant.
In Mo Mansion, Mo Long sat on a chair in the hall with some anxiety, smoking a cigarette with a gloomy expression.
Not long after, a guard who had blocked Zunwei before came in and reported: "Uncle, the people sent by Han Jiulin are here, but we blocked them outside the door."
Mo Long's expression tightened and he asked, "What did they say?"
The guard replied: "We told you exactly what you told us last night. They were at a loss for words and did not dare to break in.
But they later called Han Jiulin to report the situation."
Mo Long hummed and waved: "Go down, and whoever comes later will tell you that I am not feeling well and it is not convenient to see guests."
"I understand, little one!"
The guard grinned and stepped back.
After the guard left, Mo Yancong asked timidly: "Dad, is it really okay for us to do this?
That’s Han Jiulin!”
Mo Long glared at his son and asked angrily: "What if you don't do this? Do you want to serve in the Northern War Zone?"
"No, no, no, I don't want to!"
Mo Yancong chewed his teeth and shook his head repeatedly.
Mo Long snorted: "No matter what, I have to give it a try. As a father in the capital, I am not just a dough to be kneaded by others. At least I have some face, but I don't believe that Han Jiulin is really going to slap my old face!"
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Twenty minutes later, Han Jiulin and Ye Zhaoling arrived at the door of Mo Mansion by car.
At this time, the door of Mo Mansion was closed tightly, and two respected guards stood at the door, waiting patiently.
When they saw Han Jiulin and Ye Zhaoling getting out of the car, they immediately came up to them and saluted and greeted them.
Han Jiulin glanced at the closed door of Mo Mansion and asked, "What's going on?"
One of them Zunwei said: "The Mo family does not want to hand over Mo Yancong, saying that you have no right to decide whether Mo Yancong should stay or go."
In fact, what the guard of Mo Mansion said was far more unpleasant than these words. The guard also considered it carefully and conveyed it in more tactful words.
Han Jiulin's face was as dark as water, he waved his hand and said: "Knock on the door."
The guard received the order and went forward to knock on the door.
After a while, someone at the door replied: "My master is not feeling well today and it is not convenient to see guests."
The noble guard's face darkened and he shouted: "Commander Han is here in person, open the door quickly!"
The person inside the door replied: "Sorry, my master has given instructions not to see anyone today. Please also ask Han Shuai not to embarrass us servants."
Zunwei was helpless and turned to look at Han Jiulin.
At this moment, many people on the street were secretly staring at this Mu.
Everyone knew in their hearts that if Han Jiulin accepted this rejection, his majesty in the capital would be ruined and no one would take him seriously anymore.
Including Mo Long in Mo Mansion, he was standing in the front yard at this time, staring closely at the door.
If Han Jiulin walked away, then he would have won this confrontation today.
But if Han Jiulin forced his way in, the conflict would escalate.
Facing the powerful Han Jiulin, he was really a little frightened.
As soon as this thought flashed through Mo Long's mind, he saw that the door of Mo Mansion, which had a history of a hundred years, was made of fine wood, and had a hard texture, was blasted open from the outside!
There was a loud bang, and the door burst into pieces and exploded inside.
Sawdust flew away, and the two doormen in their prime inside the door screamed, and were knocked backwards by the shattered door, smashing to the ground together with the broken door.
Immediately, Han Jiulin stepped in, stood at the threshold, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at Mo Long.
"Since Patriarch Mo is not feeling well, why don't you go to the dormitory and lie down instead of standing in the yard?"
Han Jiulin spoke calmly, his voice was flat, but it conveyed great majesty.
Mo Long's pupils shrank suddenly, suppressing the fear in his heart, and said in a cold voice without changing his expression: "I'm not feeling well, why not bask in the sun in my yard?
But you, Commander Han, would it be unsafe to break into someone else's house?"
Han Jiulin walked forward and said as he walked: "I told you yesterday that I will send someone to take that bastard Mo Yancong to serve in the Northern War Zone today.
As the saying goes, it is the fault of a son not to educate his father. I am leading you to educate your son. What is your purpose of deliberately obstructing me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already arrived in front of Mo Long, and the distance between them was only one meter.
When other people call Mo Yancong in front of Mo Long, they will at least say "Your Majesty, Your Majesty" to show their respect.
It would be better for Han Jiulin to just say, "That bastard Mo Yancong."
If it were someone else who said this in front of Mo Long, just this sentence would be enough to make Mo Long go crazy.
But facing Han Jiulin, Mo Long really didn't have that temper.
Han Jiulin's status has long exceeded the limitations of his age. China is so big that wherever he goes, he can be equal to anyone, or even superior to others.
Mo Long suppressed the feeling of palpitations in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Commander Han, even if the dog is extremely naughty, as long as Mo is still alive and it is not someone else's turn to discipline him, Commander Han, you won't have to worry about it."
Han Jiulin smiled coldly, looked directly into Mo Long's eyes, and said, "If I take him away today, what will you do?"