After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 411 Xu Ji Grain Store
I have to say that Lin Zhiyu was really happy.

I told you to point a sword at me before for Lin Minghua, so just accept this slap.

A hint of cunning flashed through her eyes, like a successful little fox.

Zhou Zijin frowned and looked at her: "Who are you?"

The woman in front of her had a dull expression, and her strength was somewhat reduced, like a kitten scratching someone.

superficial.

"I am the wife you are marrying."

Lin Zhiyu's tone was very matter-of-fact.

The crowd roared again: "I heard that Princess Jin is a rare beauty.

During my wedding, I even ate wedding candy. "

"I ate it too. Look at this woman, she has a dull look on her face. How can she be anything like a beauty?"

Lin Zhiyu touched the edge of the mask on his chin and thought to himself that he would have to let Chu Nianshan improve it next time.

"Why, you took away my dowry and you're going to run away?"

Lin Zhiyu put his hands on his hips and said.

Oh, he took the dowry and ran away.

Isn't it to get a mistress?
Everyone spat inwardly.

Bah, you bastard!
"What dowry?"

Zhou Zijin was almost certain that he did not recognize the woman in front of him at all.

Lin Zhiyu said: "What other kind of dowry could it be?
Don’t forget, my facial paralysis is caused by you! "

Everyone shook their heads silently again.

No wonder his tone was so angry and his face had no expression at all.

Zhou Zijin finally reacted in shock.

This girl, whom I had never met before, was trying to save herself.

He cleared his throat: "So what? Can you catch me back?"

The old man on the ground squinted at Lin Zhiyu and then at Zhou Zijin.

This woman has an average appearance, and is one of those people who would be hard to find in a crowd.

How could it be the famous Jin Princess Lin Zhiyu?

According to folk rumors, the King of Jin fell in love with the princess miserably, so how could he marry her again?

The old man rubbed his eyes and began to waver.

"But……"

It's nothing but, Lin Zhiyu couldn't help but said, and really pulled Zhou Zijin away, grabbed his wrist, and squeezed out of the crowd.

A grown man was led by a woman like this.

"I think she just feels guilty and doesn't dare to hit a woman in front of so many of us."

Someone mocked and glanced at the old man on the ground, his eyes a little more sympathetic.

Everyone dispersed little by little. The young people who were with the old man tried to help the old man up, but he waved his hand and refused.

The old man sighed, supported the floor with his hands, and stood up with difficulty.

The sun has not risen in the capital for a long time.

He glanced at the back of the man and woman who had just left, looked up to the sky and sighed: "The country is about to perish!"

Lin Zhiyu pulled Zhou Zijin to a deserted place before finally letting go.

"You know my identity?"

After achieving his goal, Lin Zhiyu wanted to leave, but was blocked by Zhou Zijin.

That day at the inn, I had already said harsh words and told a lie, but I had to use countless lies to cover it up.

Lin Zhiyu thought for a moment and said, "I know you, aren't you that Prince Jin?
If you don't want to reveal your identity in front of them, I will help you. I won't thank you for your kindness. "

She tried her best to sound calm and gentle, but she couldn't sound as powerful as Zhao Sanmei.

Zhou Zijin glanced at her suspiciously and noticed a light yellow mark on her chin.

A vague face of a person flashed in his mind, and he stretched out his hand towards the mark.

Lin Zhiyu was shocked and took a step back without thinking: "If the prince can trust me, he should stay far away from the capital and not touch me here."

She wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, she stopped again.

Zhou Zijin looked puzzled as he watched the woman in front of him bend down in front of him and dig up a handful of mud from the ground.

Then, it hit his face. "Many people in the capital know the prince, so next time you go out, please don't be so high-profile."

Lin Zhiyu looked at the mud on his hands and wiped it on him decisively.

After all this manipulation, how could Zhou Zijin still look like the noble young master just now?
It can be said that he has completely integrated into the people who are fleeing.

Why does this person look so familiar?

Zhou Zijin rubbed his chin, his eyes becoming more probing.

He knew he was the prince, but he showed no respect at all, and his tone sounded very familiar to him.

He looked back to where he was just now, and saw that the old man had disappeared into the crowd.

It's a pity. He came to the capital just to find out what he had experienced in the past.

"Master!"

A young man ran here, looked around, and saw Zhou Zijin here alone.

"Brother, have you seen my boss?"

The young man gestured towards him. "About this tall, wearing a peach-colored skirt. She and I walked here, but we were scattered by the crowd."

Boss?

Zhou Zijin thought of the woman who slapped him just now.

"She went towards the city."

He pointed in the direction where the woman disappeared.

"Thank you!" The young man cupped his hands at him and hurried over there.

Zhou Zijin twitched his nose. There was the smell of stale rice in the air.

Are they from the food store?

With a sudden thought, he followed the young man's footsteps.

From a distance, I saw the young man holding a peach-colored figure on the carriage. In front of the porridge soup shed, there was a flag with the word "Xu" hanging on it.

Xu Ji Food Store.

He secretly wrote down the name.

……

Lin Zhiyu entered through the small door on the side of Ruyifang.

"Back?" Chu Nianshan was holding a food box in his hand and seemed to have just come back from outside.

Lin Zhiyu nodded and sat down next to him: "An Gaoyi is a good young man. If he is trained well, he might be qualified for the position of shopkeeper."

During the day, Lin Zhiyu said that he would fire them all, but he was just scaring them.

On the first day they came to the capital, they were targeted by Lu Yan, who was next to Qin Xiao. This was not a good sign.

If many shops suddenly change people, regular customers will inevitably discuss it, which will attract Qin Xiao's attention.

Caution first is Lin Zhiyu's rule of survival today.

"I heard there was some trouble at the city gate."

Chu Nianshan glanced at Lin Zhiyu's expression and nodded intentionally or unintentionally.

Did the news spread so quickly?

Lin Zhiyu's eyes flashed, wondering if he should tell him about Zhou Zijin.

Just forget it, I won't have anything to do with him in the future.

"Oh, it seems so. It was probably some acquaintance meeting. I was in the greenhouse and didn't pay attention."

Looking down and seeing the food box on the table, Lin Zhiyu changed the topic.

"what is this?"

"Wontons." Chu Nianshan opened the lid of the food box, "After finishing my work, I passed by the capital and saw a wonton stall."

He took out the wontons, which were still warm despite the cold weather.

"It's the one where you walked back to the inn and didn't get to eat."

Chu Nianshan added.

In fact, that night, he gave the wontons to the waiter at the inn.

But the waiter forgot about it. When he remembered it, the wontons were already cold.

Such things naturally cannot be put on the table.

"You are a prime minister who has never tasted any delicacies from mountains and seas, but you can't get along with this wonton."

Lin Zhiyu took off the mask on his face, feeling the breath coming from every pore, and stretched comfortably.