He raised his hand and picked up the ruler on the desk and slapped it hard on the young man's thin back, "Do you know what your action means? It means that the Mo family is very likely to be slaughtered by the court from now on! It means that the Mo family will break the trust of all the wealthy gentry in the neighboring city!"

"Let the people feel at ease! Did I ever say that I should ignore the people?!"

"Mo Hua, tell me, what exactly do you want to do?!"

The heavy ruler hit the back, and the boy was so painful that his eyes turned black. Only bursts of thunderous anger could be heard in his ears, and he couldn't hear what Mo Yao said.

His brother, who has always been calm and unhappy, has been so angry that he has completely lost his mind.

When he got completely quiet in the study, the boy felt pain everywhere and his mind was dizzy. He took a deep breath before slowly letting go of his clenched teeth.

The air calmed down little by little, exuding a kind of uneasy depression.

"Big Young Master." The butler's respectful voice sounded, "Mr. Wei, Mr. Xu, Mr. Cheng and Master Yi are all asking for a meeting outside. They said... they don't understand what the second young master means, and want to ask in person."

Mo Yao's cheeks twitched hard, and his icy gaze fell on Mo Hua's face: "You have always been very smart, but I need an explanation for this matter today."

Mo Hua lowered his eyebrows and his voice trembled slightly from the pain: "Brother, I'll tell them about this."

If you plead guilty, you should apologize.

He does things alone and bears them.

"Go to the ancestral hall to reflect." Mo Yao seemed to have not heard it, word by word, with a toughness that cannot be refuted, "copy the Mo family rules a hundred times, copy them with the right hand, and wear small calligraphy with flowers."

Mo Hua raised his eyes: "Brother..."

"You should have heard me." Mo Yao's voice seemed to be soaked in ice, "I think it's too little if it's a hundred times?"

"Ahua dare not." Mohua lowered his eyes.

The Mohist family rules, 806, 100 times.

The boy got up before dawn in the morning and settled the victims in the town all day long. He ordered people to arrange porridge, doctors, open granaries, and shuttle between the three towns of Wuping, Jinyang and Anshan...

I worked hard all day without stopping, but the water didn't come in.

Mo Yao left this order and opened the door and left. He seemed to have never thought about how long it would take to copy these hundred times of family rules.

Of course, he didn't have the energy to think about it.

Mo Hua arbitrarily advocated opening warehouses and releasing grain, and the people were relieved, but the rich gentry obviously could not feel at ease. How to deal with the aftermath and how to give so many people an explanation...

And how to recover the losses of the Mo family and make the Mo family stand firm in front of the royal family are all problems he needs to face.

Mo Hua, who was left behind, stood quietly for a moment, tried to move his hard right leg, and waited for the severe pain to leave the study without saying a word and headed towards the Mo Family Ancestral Hall.

A gust of wind blew in front of him, and he felt a little cold.

It's still summer now... Oh no, maybe it's the end of summer.

The vast farmland downstream of the Guanjiang River was full and nearly mature ears half a month ago, and it was so heavy that it was adorable that it could be harvested in less than a month.

However, for several consecutive days, the food that was not enough to harvest was rotten in the fields, feeding locusts, birds and mice. A flood washed away the embankment and the village farmland was destroyed in an instant.

It was destroyed in an instant.
Chapter completed!