Wu'an, in the lobby of the county town.

Xun Yu has been very busy these days. He has to take all these things into account and also save the Wu'an context documents according to Mo Feng's request. He is really useless.

Next to him, Mo Feng didn't know much about it, so he didn't join in the fun. After all, he knew nothing about handling government affairs and didn't want to learn it! As for Guo Jia, he also didn't like to be plagued by the world. He was sitting by the side drinking and roasting sweet potatoes, so uncomfortable.

Xun Yu just smiled at this, after all, the government affairs of a county only took one morning.

While Mo Feng and Guo Jia were chatting and laughing, a guard outside the mansion stalked and then lowered his head and handed over a telegram, which was sent from Luoyang.

It seems that this is Mo Feng's intelligence organization, which has been handed over to Cheng Yu for management during this period. Among them, the important cities in the Central Plains have all had dark miniatures and corresponding small radio stations. It can be said that everything in the world cannot escape Mo Feng's eyes, and the members of the dark miniature came at this time.

"Lord, Luoyang urgently reported it!" the guard said in a deep voice.

Guo Jia raised his head and drank a sip of wine, got up and took it and handed it to Mo Feng, and waved his hand to signal the latter to retreat.

He opened the envelope and swept his eyes quickly. When Mo Feng put down the envelope, his sword eyebrows couldn't help but frown.

Seeing this, Xun Yu and Guo Jia picked up the envelope and swept it over quickly. After a long time, the two of them had deep eyes and fell into silence. Especially Xun Yu, his face even more sad.

"Wen Ruo is filial to the filial piety. When the emperor heard that Wu'an harvest was good, he asked me to transfer 200,000 stones of grain to help the people. What do you think about this?" Mo Feng asked in a deep voice.

Guo Jia shook his head, with a hint of splendor in his eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "Lord, things are probably far from that simple. It is a good thing for the emperor to order disaster relief to thieves, but there are hundreds of civil and military personnel in the dynasty, but the emperor sent He Miao to lead the thieves like this to snatch the thieves and let Bi Lan guard the food and grass. This is probably because of ulterior motives!"

"Do you have any other intentions?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Next to him, Xun Yu and Wenxiu frowned, with a little hesitant expression.

"Lord, Nanyang is the hometown of the emperor, and Runan is a large-capital county. The foundations of these two places are solid and easy to develop. Of course, the more important thing is that Nanyang can advance directly to Luoyang, retreat can set up defenses across the river, and Runan is the same. It can be said that advancing can attack and retreat and defending is a place that must be fought for by military strategists. The emperor sent He Miao to these two places, probably..." Guo Jia raised his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows, but he thought a little in his heart.

"Lord, since ancient times, the king has not tolerated powerful ministers. It is obvious that the emperor is very afraid of his lord. He is leaving a way out for himself." Guo Jia explained.

Hearing this, Mo Feng was not only not surprised, but instead took a deep breath. When he massacred the minister, he thought of this ending. After all, no emperor was willing to be a puppet, especially the feeling of his life being held in his hands.

"Fengxiao, what do you think I should do?" Mo Feng looked at Guo Jia and asked instead.

Guo Jia glanced at Mo Feng, then chuckled and said, "Dare you ask your lord, what are your plans?"

"When today I am stupid and useless, the court is weak and incompetent, and the treacherous ministers and eunuchs are in power, if the lord wants to replace him, I will do everything to overcome all obstacles for the lord." After Guo Jia said that, he looked up at Mo Feng with a bright look.

He was not bound by the Han Dynasty. Instead, he thought Mo Feng could replace the old dynasty and create a new dynasty.

"You, as a Han minister, how could you say something so ruthless as the first one!" Xun Yu blushed in an instant and shouted anxiously.

After saying that, Xun Yu quickly bowed with his fists and looked at Mo Feng and said, "Lord, Feng Xiao is a joke for a while, I hope you don't take it seriously."

However, Mo Feng smiled but said nothing. Xun Yu only thought the latter was moved and said anxiously: "Lord, since the Emperor Gaozu of Han Liu Bang opened up the prosperous Han Dynasty, it has been nearly four hundred years of national destiny. In the eyes of all people in the world, the Han Dynasty has long been deeply rooted in their minds."

"If the lord goes against the trend, I am afraid that the aristocratic races in the world will not want it. At that time, the war will be rampant and countless people will be displaced. I hope the lord will think twice!"

"Wen Ruoyan is so heavy." Mo Feng shook his head and smiled.

Mo Feng knew better than anyone that there are only two ways to cure the Han Dynasty today. First, with Liu Hong as the core, slowly change the world, gradually eliminate the dross of the past, and thus restore the prosperous era of Han Wu.

Second, break and then stand. Here, breaking is not just killing Liu Hong to control the world, but refers to breaking the whole world and then stand, and reborn in the sword and blood, so that the new policy can be rebuilt.

Otherwise, even if he could kill Liu Hong and occupy Luoyang soon, no one would agree with him. At that time, the world would only be more chaotic, just like Dong Zhuo entering the capital, no one would convince him. Thus, the princes would challenge Dong.

What Mo Feng is doing now is the former. As long as Liu Hong is not dead, the great man will have a glimmer of chance. But now Liu Hong has begun to fear him. If he doesn't delegate power, he may...

Of course, Mo Feng would not take the second path unless he had to. Because the second path represents endless wars and killings, the Han people will suffer at that time, but they have to go through this stage. Because only by reshuffling the tribes in the world can a new dynasty be rebuilt, but how could this be simple?

Mo Feng shrugged and teased, "It's really true that the emperor is afraid of me. As a minister, I dare not be disobedient. In this way, after returning to Luoyang, I will take the initiative to apply for the position of commander of the imperial guards."

Xun Yu looked at Mo Feng, and was grateful to him. He really didn't want to see his lord and the big man breaking up.

Guo Jia shook his head, took a drink and didn't say much. However, he knew in his heart that it would come sooner or later that day, but sooner or later. Because the man was already terminally ill, it was not something that one or two people could save.

If Mo Feng was given ten years, perhaps the great man could survive, but as far as he knew, Emperor Liu Hong's body would have been weak long ago. Not to mention ten years, I'm afraid he would not have been able to wait for three years.

PS: The following is later!

Guo Jia shook his head, took a drink and didn't say much. However, he knew in his heart that it would come sooner or later that day, but sooner or later. Because the man was already terminally ill, it was not something that one or two people could save.

If Mo Feng was given ten years, perhaps the great man could survive, but as far as he knew, Emperor Liu Hong's body would have been weak long ago. Not to mention ten years, I'm afraid he would not have been able to wait for three years.

Guo Jia shook his head, took a drink and didn't say much. However, he knew in his heart that it would come sooner or later that day, but sooner or later. Because the man was already terminally ill, it was not something that one or two people could save.
Chapter completed!