After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Lin Zhiyu was dumbfounded.

Yuliu is actually from Shenji camp?

As if sensing Lin Zhiyu's doubts, Yuliu knelt on the ground and said word by word: "That night, I saw this jade pendant under the tablecloth and thought it looked familiar. I took it back and compared it with the drawings. Recognized the Lord."

"No, wait... I'm a little confused." Lin Zhiyu rubbed his face vigorously.

"what on earth is it?"

Yuliu said: "I am in the Shenji Camp, and I am only responsible for collecting intelligence. I have never seen the Lord."

"Two months ago, the Lord suddenly disappeared. Mother An, as the person in charge, drew a picture of the jade pendant and gave it to each of us. She told us that if we see anyone holding this jade pendant, we should contact him immediately. She confirmed."

"What's going on..." Lin Zhiyu sat next to him and took a deep breath.

In Zhou Zijin's words, Shenjiying was so elusive that he had the ability to escape from heaven to earth.

Therefore, in Lin Zhiyu's imagination, the people inside should be like Shuqin, unsmiling and able to come and go freely in night clothes.

"You mean, Zui Chunfeng is the stronghold of Shenji Camp?"

Lin Zhiyu was still in shock and could not recover for a long time.

"Yes." Yuliu said sincerely, "To be precise, the entire Xizi Street is your property."

Lin Zhiyu suddenly realized.

No wonder, Wang Restaurant’s operation method is so similar to modern times.

Everything was foreshadowed.

Yuliu paused, then continued: "There is one more thing I want to confess to the Lord."

"I was expelled from Shenji Camp by An's mother because of Fu Huai's neglect of duty, but she saw that I had nowhere to go, so she allowed me to make a living through Zui Chunfeng."

"I saw the jade pendant that day. I actually wanted to inform Mama An after rescuing Fu Huai, but just as I was about to give him the money, I was kidnapped by Wang Biao and his group."

"Now that I have lost Fu Huai and realized my mistake, I hope that the Lord can take me under his command again."

Yuliu expressed his thoughts without any concealment.

"In Fu Huai's eyes, my value is not that great, but I just want to prove to him that his choice is wrong."

Lin Zhiyu pursed his lips. Now Yuliu seemed indeed ambitious and courageous, but because he didn't have a very good impression on Lin Zhiyu before, he might be a time bomb for himself.

"You have to think carefully. Are you saying this out of impulse, or do you sincerely want to come back? If it's just to make Fu Huai regret it, then I don't recommend it."

Lin Zhiyu's eyes were as deep as water, and he looked at Yuliu motionless.

Yu Liu was stunned by the question, and she didn't expect Lin Zhiyu to refuse her request: "I, of course I want to go back."

"In this case, I'll let Qiaoxiu take you back to the drunken spring breeze first, and I'll talk to An's mother in detail another day."

Lin Zhiyu thought for a while and adopted a relatively compromise approach.

"It just so happens that during this time, you can also think about what you want to do."

After all, Lin Zhiyu has lost her memory. If possible, she hopes that as few people as possible will know about this matter.

Seeing that Yuliu didn't speak, Lin Zhiyu added: "There are three thousand and six hundred branches of Taoism. Everyone has his own root. The Shenji camp may not be the most suitable 'Tao' for you."

"I understand." Yuliu looked wistful, "Thank you, Lord, for the suggestion."

To be honest, she didn't know what to do.

Pleasing guests and gathering information seemed to be neither of them she was good at.

Even the Qing Kung Fu that everyone in the Shenji camp knew was very difficult for her to learn.

Among the 3,600 roads, what is her "Tao"?

……

The dinner party in the evening was uneventful, probably because Lin Pengsheng and Zhou Zijin were there, and Xu and Zhang Fugui did not dare to cause trouble.

In addition, Zhang Xiuli claimed to be ill and stayed in Shufangzhai and refused to come out. They didn't say a word and just calmly picked up the rice in their bowls.

"Girl, what happened before was that our Zhang family couldn't tolerate you. Let me toast you first."

At the end of dinner, Zhang Liangsheng suddenly stood up and drank the wine in one gulp. Lin Zhiyu was caught off guard, so she had to put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands and said politely: "It's okay, I actually don't take it to heart."

The one who really cares about him may be someone else.

Lin Pengsheng listened to Zhang Xiuli's words before and briefly tested Zhang Liangsheng's knowledge, and the results were far beyond expectations.

In addition, he had not caused any trouble in the Prime Minister's Mansion in the past few days, so Lin Pengsheng had a pretty good impression of him.

"Your Majesty, this is my wife's nephew. After a while, I want to arrange for him to be in charge of the ministry. I will start with the Book of Orders and History. I will need your Lordship's care in the future."

Lin Pengsheng also raised his glass.

"Liangsheng, why don't you propose a toast to the prince?"

Zhang Liangsheng reacted quickly and said respectfully: "I'll take care of you, Your Majesty."

The official position of Shu Ling Shi is not high, and he is only responsible for recording the contents of meetings, drafting documents, managing files, etc., but after all, he has the title of the Ministry of Punishment, so it is easier to talk about it.

Zhou Zijin only raised his glass slightly as a response.

He thought to himself that Zhang Liangsheng was indeed a little clever, so he forced himself to accept it.

And Lin Pengsheng was probably using this to test his relationship with Chu Nianshan.

"If you really want to say that you can't even talk about caring, the Ministry of Punishments has a strict assessment system. As long as you work hard, you will get ahead one day."

Zhou Zijin replied calmly.

Mrs. Lin frowned: "Let's have a good family dinner and just talk about these work matters!"

"Yes, yes." Lin Pengsheng gave up.

"Brother, Shuangshuang wants to eat pastries." Zhang Shuangshuang, the youngest, couldn't sit still.

Zhang Liangsheng had some embarrassment on his face. He glanced at Prime Minister Lin and smiled sheepishly: "Shuangshuang has been close to me since childhood. If I weren't by your side, I would probably cry again."

Lin Pengsheng joked: "Then if you become a scribe, will she also follow you?"

Zhang Liangsheng's expression froze and he misunderstood Lin Pengsheng's meaning.

As soon as his thoughts changed, he took Zhang Shuangshuang's hand and said, "Brother hasn't eaten enough yet. You can find a sister to accompany you, okay?"

Under the table, he quietly pointed in Lin Zhiyu's direction.

Zhang Shuangshuang immediately said: "Then I want Sister Lin to accompany me!"

Her innocence and cuteness made Mrs. Lin very happy, and she said dotingly: "Zhiyu, take both of you to the yard to have some snacks."

Lin Zhiyu didn't want to be polite to Zhang Liangsheng and others here, so he nodded in agreement.

Lin Wei caught Zhang Liangsheng's little moves and calmly poked Zhou Zijin who was sitting aside.

"My sister is very popular."

Zhou Zijin glanced at Zhang Liangsheng lightly, his eyes darkened and he said nothing.

in the courtyard.

Soon, Mother Fang came over with a box of pastries.

"This is Wufangzhai's pastry. Girl, please try it too."

Mother Fang arranged the plates of pastries neatly.

Zhang Shuangshuang had never seen such a delicate pastry before, and couldn't help but admire it.

"I want to eat this little fish!" Zhang Shuangshuang is a local cook, standing on tiptoes to reach the plate.

Lin Zhiyu picked up one and put it into Zhang Shuangshuang's palm.

She also picked up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, thinking about tasting it.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shuangshuang's free hand slapped Lin Zhiyu's arm hard, and the delicate osmanthus cake fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Sister eats secretly!"