Fang Zilan walked back to the table and sat down, giving Awan a look to reassure her. Then she looked at Mo Han and said, "I was so busy yesterday that I forgot to ask you if you have any brothers or sisters. If you did, we didn't even say hello when we entered the house. It's really rude."
Mo Han was stunned for a moment. Although he was surprised that she asked so abruptly, he still replied warmly: "I do have other brothers and sisters, but they are not at home, so I didn't tell Sister Lan about them in detail. I am in Mo Han." The eldest sister in the family died young, the second sister is married, and the third brother is in the army, so I am the only junior in the family."
"I see." Fang Zilan asked casually, "Your third brother is in the army, in the southeast camp?"
"Third brother was indeed in the southeast camp before, but last year he was transferred back to Mushan Pass and lived in the army." Mo Han explained briefly, but it seemed to arouse Fang Zilan's interest, "What kind of person is your third brother? "
Mo Han thought for a while and replied: "The third brother's personality is very similar to that of my father. He may seem a bit harsh and ruthless on weekdays, but in fact he is cold-faced and warm-hearted. He is a person with a strong sense of justice."
"A sense of justice?" Fang Zilan chuckled, and Mo Han also smiled, "Actually, for my father and third brother, some things are perfectly justified. So in their hearts, there is always a ruler. Once someone crosses They will never show any mercy to you."
"It's a matter of course?" Fang Zilan repeated the word and asked lightly: "For example, the way of a monarch and his ministers?"
Mo Han was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, "Yes. I will remain loyal to you until my death."
"If this is really the case, why did you surrender to the capital?" Fang Zilan looked calm, but Awan's expression changed, "Sister, you!"
Seeing this, Mo Han smoothed things over and said, "It doesn't matter. Since Sister Lan wants to know, there's nothing I can't say. The reason why my father would rather bear the rebuke of the world than to change his ways is because the king in his heart has passed away. , there is no longer any loyalty to the emperor. The second reason is that my eldest sister died not long ago, and my mother was so distraught that she could no longer bear the stimulation, so he chose to surrender to the capital in order to protect his family. "
Hearing this, Fang Zilan sighed softly, "Sure enough, your father was loyal to the former general of Zhenbei, King Pingnan."
"Sister Lan knows?" Mo Han looked surprised, and Fang Zilan nodded, "It turns out that when I was in the north, I heard a friend mention it."
As she said this, she suddenly thought of Qi Yuming. Everyone knows that the Qi family has been loyal to General Zhenbei and King Pingnan for generations. However, for the sake of peace on the border, the Qi family finally chose to submit to the Li family. All the honor and disgrace of the family fell on the shoulders of Qi Yuming.
"Everyone has a different way of living. They may commit martyrdom and swear to death to clarify their ambitions, or they may change their ways. It's understandable." Fang Zilan said calmly, but Awan was stunned, "But everyone in the world has a different way of living." It’s shameful to observe moral integrity, isn’t it wrong?”
"It's shameful to keep the rules, and you can't be disobedient." Mo Han smiled slightly and said: "No matter what choice you make, it will eventually converge into the so-called general trend of the world. Thousands of years later, it will be nothing more than a few strokes in the history books. Someone. Observing integrity is to preserve one's reputation, and some people betray to protect others. Which is right and which is wrong will be judged by future generations."
"Whether it's right or wrong, what will future generations say?" Awan couldn't help but widen her eyes. "This is the first time I've heard someone say that. It's really new." She said and looked at Fang Zilan, "Your cousin is really amazing. .”
"Miss Awan is so complimentary." Mo Han lowered his head in embarrassment, while Fang Zilan echoed unceremoniously: "That's natural. Mo Han has read very well since he was a child, so he naturally has extraordinary knowledge."
"You have only known Mr. Mo for a few days, and you already know that he is good at reading?" Awan laughed out loud and teased: "Look at you, since you have known Mr. Mo, how about you see what he thinks of him?" , no one else can match it.”
"I don't think you are good?" Fang Zilan smiled helplessly, and Mo Han supported her: "Miss Awan is dignified and generous, and has a beautiful heart, so she is naturally very good."
"Forget it." Awan quickly waved his hand, "Master Mo, you better stop making fun of me."
"Mo Han is just telling the truth, why are he making fun of you?" Fang Zilan smiled and looked more serious.
Seeing that Awan was silent, she was about to say something more when she heard a loud bang and someone rolled down the stairs and came straight towards their table.
In the flash of lightning, Fang Zilan grabbed Awan with quick eyes and hands, pulling her to the side. Mo Han, who was also surrounded by guards, stood up and stood not far from them.
Seeing that Mo Han was safe and sound, Fang Zilan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at the person who rolled down the stairs and fell by the table. He was a tall and thick man.
The man raised his hand to hold the table, and his loose sleeves fell down a little with his movement, revealing the trident tattoo on his arm.
It's actually a pirate! Awan was startled, and subconsciously looked at Fang Zilan, only to see that her eyes did not fall on Hai Ke, but on the stairs behind Hai Ke.
Awan followed her gaze and saw a tall young man in green clothes walking down the stairs, seemingly unaware of the movement in the restaurant lobby.
"You..." The pirate raised his head and looked at the young master on the stairs, only to see him arranging his sleeves unhurriedly, "How about it, have you thought clearly? Whether you want to tell the truth or be tortured, you can choose for yourself."
Mo Han stared blankly at the person walking in front of him, and shouted uncertainly, "Third brother?"
Hearing the sound, the young master glanced at Mo Han, a complicated expression flashed across his eyes, then raised his hand and said: "Bring everyone out."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a noise from the guest room upstairs, and then several men were escorted out. The last person filing out of the crowd was none other than Deputy General Cao.
Seeing Deputy General Cao being escorted, Awan's expression suddenly changed. Just as she was about to step forward, Fang Zilan grabbed her arm tightly and remained motionless no matter how she moved.
At the same time, the young man's eyes happened to fall on Fang Zilan and Awan, which was profound and cold.
The pirate who fell next to the table seemed to have reacted and spat fiercely, "Mo Yang, if you want to kill, just kill him. How can there be so much nonsense!"
"Nonsense?" The young master named Mo Yang looked down at the embarrassed people on the ground, smiled coldly, and said: "You pirates are used to being greedy and afraid of death, but you can still say such things as killing if you want. It’s really rare.”
"You!" The pirate's eyes widened and he was choked to the point of being speechless.
The next moment, a short sword was seen lying across the side of the pirate's neck. The man holding the sword said coldly: "In that case, I will help you."
