The only person in Fengjing can call Zheng Ruqian like this.
It was Xu Mo who had dominated Zheng Laoer since he was young and had the air of an elder brother regardless of his age.
Like his second brother and younger sister, he also appeared at Tianjiekou, but not to see Jiuzhenfang's business, but for another plot.
In addition to him, there are Qi Huai and An Jun who are restricted in Fengjing.
It's a bit exaggerated to say that the restrictions are restrictive, but An Jun really doesn't dare to leave Fengjing, let alone return to his hometown to visit his parents, for fear of "accidentally" dying on the road.
There is an old saying from the ancients that the more dangerous the place, the safer it is.
An Jun thought so.
To the unknown, Fengjing is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, full of thorns and dangers.
But for people like An Jun who have shown their faces in front of the Tian family, there are patrol soldiers everywhere, the families are suspicious of each other, and Feng Jing, who has many informants, is extremely safe.
Everyone knows that he is An Jun, everyone knows that the Tian family protected him, and everyone knows that if something happens to this person, the family will not be able to explain it.
That's why An Jun could appear at Tianjiekou waving a folding fan, and even drooled over the sugar-roasted chestnuts, "The smell is sweet and fragrant, and you will be ecstatic when you eat it."
Qi Huai laughed beside him, "Brother An likes to just tell Brother Xu that this is his shop."
An Jun looked over with burning eyes and landed on Xu Mo. He was blinded by his young boy's clothes and quickly turned his head.
The Minister of Rites helped An Jun, and Qi Huai was naturally put into the same faction as An Jun. It would not be a problem to travel together.
But Xu Mo was different. He had no identity and background, and no father to rely on behind him. He could only pretend to be a young boy of the Qi family for protection.
An Jun wanted to eat chestnuts roasted with sugar, but he was afraid that Xu Mo's identity would be revealed, so he simply hummed into the air, "I really want to eat chestnuts roasted with sugar, I really want to eat roasted chestnuts with sugar."
It's as if chestnuts will fall from the sky if you read like this.
Xu Mo suppressed his laughter and continued to maintain his duties as a servant.
An Jun muttered for a while, but when he saw that the sugar-roasted chestnuts really couldn't fall off, he took a sad route, "Brother Xu, you don't give me sugar-roasted chestnuts now, but if I get sick and lie down in the future, remember to take a look at the sugar-roasted chestnuts." I."
Having said that, he covered his face with a fan and forced himself to feel aggrieved.
I really didn't realize that that poor student with a dumbfounded youth actually had such an interesting side.
Qi Huai was laughing beside him until his shoulders were shaking. He was about to make a joke when he saw the target person appear out of the corner of his eye, and he suddenly became energetic.
The group of them appeared here not for laughs, let alone to stir-fry chestnuts.
But for the person Xu Mo has been brooding over for many years.
Zhu Zhi.
On the first day of the new year, the Tian family deprived Zhu Zhi of the title of Juren. Although they did not criticize the Zhu family, the Zhu family's own faces must have been burning, and their attitude towards Zhu Zhi also cooled down. I heard that his life was not very comfortable. .
But for Xu Mo, it's still far from enough.
He wants Zhu Zhi to be expelled from the Zhu family, he wants the Zhu family to stop being Zhu Zhi's protective umbrella, and he wants Zhu Zhi to be reduced to fighting with pigs and dogs for food, living in a beggar pile, and even if his legs are broken, he will not be able to live or die. .
Now, the Zhu family has abandoned Zhu Zhi because of cheating in the imperial examination, and they are only one final push away from abandoning Zhu Zhi completely.
Xu Mo stood in the crowd, looked at Zhu Sihuan next to Zhu Zhi, and quickly lowered his head.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year at the gate of the imperial city, he sketched out the ending for Zhu Zhi. The reason why I waited until the tenth day to take action was just to find more helpers.
An Jun is like that, Qi Huai is like that, Zhu Sihuan is like that too.
"Brother Xu, Brother An, the people are here." Qi Huai reminded in a low voice, "You can get ready."
As a young man, Xu Mo couldn't respond.
An Jun's energy trembled, and he stared at Zhu Zhi with burning eyes, hatred surging in his heart.
The hatred between Xu Mo and Zhu Zhi originated from their parents' hatred. It started from Xieyang County and extended to Fengjing. It was a soft and long-lasting hatred.
An Jun's hatred for Zhu Zhi was because he was robbed, and even after he was robbed, he still didn't let it go. It was a rough and straightforward hatred.
When all the hatred condenses in the stream, they reach the same destination by different routes, and they coincidentally coincide.
"Brother Xu, Brother Qi." An Jun said in a deep voice, "Let's take a look at mine."
After saying that, he rushed straight forward.
At this moment.
Zhu Zhizheng frowned and was irritated. He didn't understand why Zhu Sihuan, a nephew from the collateral line, insisted on asking him out. The latter's status had increased due to his marriage to the Tao family, but he, a direct lineage, was doubly embarrassed because he lost his status as a member of the imperial family.
One thing went down and the other went up, and Zhu Zhi accepted his invitation even though he didn't like Zhu Sihuan anymore.
"Uncle Third, I heard that a new shop opened in Tianjiekou, which sells fried chestnuts with sugar. Didn't Sihuan see that you were bored, so he specially invited you to come and try it?" Zhu Sihuan's face was full of flattery.
Zhu Zhi became more and more disdainful, "You are indeed a small family raised by a side clan. I only keep the cakes in my heart. The Zhu family has nothing, and it is not enough for you to eat."
Zhu Sihuan looked submissive on the surface, but snorted coldly in his heart.
After finally squeezing into the crowd and seeing the long queue, Zhu Zhi became furious again, "You want me to line up? I'm a direct descendant of the Zhu family, you want me to line up?"
"I'll go, I'll go." Zhu Sihuan nodded and bowed, "Third uncle, I'll go."
After saying that, he stood at the end of the line, leaving Zhu Zhi standing alone in the crowded crowd.
It's too late, it's fast.
An Junmao rushed over with all his strength, deliberately bending his elbow and bumping into Zhu Zhi's belly.
Zhu Zhi, who originally had an impatient expression, changed his face visibly, his two big eyes seemed to pop out of his sockets, and his mouth covered with a mustache opened rapidly, leaving only his tongue hanging out before he could go to the Liyuan to play the role of a hanged man.
There was only a "pop" sound, and the two fell to the ground.
The people around him quickly moved away, fearing that they might get into trouble, so as to make a clear space.
"Ouch, ouch." Zhu Zhi was about to die. After regaining consciousness, he became angry, "Who is it? Who wants to murder him? Come on, call the officials to arrest him."
An Jun stood up in panic, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was the kid who slipped and hurt you. I'm so sorry, young master."
The two looked at each other, An Jun flinched, and Zhu Zhi was angry and scrutinizing.
Xu Mo thought about this look for a long time.
He wanted An Jun to apologize on the surface but actually be provocative, in order to anger Zhu Zhi and force Zhu Zhi to lose his composure.
But then I thought about it, this kind of trick is too simple. Even if Zhu Zhi is not a human spirit, he is definitely not a fool. If he really senses something is wrong, it will be their loss.
In the end, he chose to make An Jun cower and show the timid attitude of ordinary people, which would easily encourage the evil intentions of the powerful.
Because in the eyes of living family members, ordinary people are easy to bully and easy to get rid of.
It turns out he made the right choice.
After looking at each other, Zhu Zhi became furious and concluded that An Jun was a powerless civilian. The long-term depression and the pain from his belly made him wave his fists like crazy.
The sound is crisp and clear as he moves towards the opposite face.
