Chapter 238: The Big Brother Calculation of Zhu Zhi

Chapter 238

Fengjing, only one person could call Zheng Ruqian in this way.

That was Xu Mo, who had suppressed Zheng Er since childhood, and had the aura of an elder brother regardless of age.

Like his second younger brother and little sister, he also appeared at Tian Street Corner, but he did not come to see the Jiuzhen Store business, but for another plot.

In addition to him, there was also Qi Huai, as well as An Jun, who was restricted in Fengjing.

It was a bit exaggerated to say restricted, but An Jun really did not dare to leave Fengjing, let alone go back to his hometown to visit his parents, for fear of accidentally dying on the way.

There is an old saying from ancient times that says, the more dangerous the place, the safer it is.

An Jun firmly believed it.

For people who were unknown, Fengjing was a dragon pond and tiger’s den, full of thorns everywhere, and dangerous.

But for people like An Jun who had shown his face in front of the Imperial Court, the heavily patrolled soldiers in Fengjing, the mutual suspicion among the powerful families, and the numerous spies made Fengjing extremely safe.

Everyone knew he was An Jun. Everyone knew that the Imperial Court had protected him. Everyone also knew that if something happened to this person, even the powerful families would not be able to explain clearly with their mouths.

So An Jun could wave his fan and appear at Tian Street Corner, and even drooled at the sight of the candied chestnuts, “Just smelling the sweet and aromatic fragrance, it must be indulgent when eating.”

Qi Huai smiled beside him, “If Brother An likes it, just tell Brother Xu, this is his store.”

So An Jun looked at Xu Mo eagerly, but was blinded by his little attendant’s clothes, and quickly turned his head away.

The Minister of Rites had helped An Jun, and Qi Huai was also naturally grouped together with An Jun. Going out together was not an issue.

But Xu Mo was different. He had no background or a father to rely on. He could only pretend to be a little attendant of the Qi family to protect himself.

An Jun wanted to eat candied chestnuts, but was afraid that Xu Mo's identity would be exposed, so he simply hummed at the air, "I want to eat candied chestnuts, I want to eat candied chestnuts."

As if by chanting this, the chestnuts would fall from the sky.

Xu Mo tried hard not to laugh, and continued to maintain the propriety of a little attendant.

After An Jun chanted for a while and saw that the candied chestnuts really wouldn't fall down, he switched to a resentful tone, “Brother Xu, if you don't give me candied chestnuts now, but when I get sick and lie down in the future, remember to bring me candied chestnuts to see me.”

After speaking, he covered his face with a fan, forcing himself to look aggrieved.

I really didn't see it. The seemingly dull student who was as poor as a church mouse actually had such an interesting side.

"Third uncle, I heard that there is a new store opened at Tian Street Corner that has candied chestnuts. Sihuan is seeing that you are bored and specially invited you to try it." Zhu Sihuan looked very fawning.

Zhu Zhi became even more disdainful. "It's not surprising that the collateral line has cultivated such a lowly background. There are all kinds of things in the Zhu family. Isn't that enough for you to eat?"

Zhu Sihuan was obedient on the surface, but sneered coldly in his heart.

It took great effort to squeeze into the crowd. Seeing the long line of people queuing, Zhu Zhi became furious again. "You let me line up? I am the direct descendant of the Zhu family. How can you make me line up?"

"I’m going, I’m going." Zhu Sihuan nodded and bowed. "Third uncle, I’m going."

After speaking, he stood at the end of the line, leaving Zhu Zhi alone in the dense crowd.

It happened quickly.

An Jun rushed over with full force, deliberately bending his elbows and hitting Zhu Zhi in the belly.

Zhu Zhi, who was originally impatient, had a discernible change of expression. His two big eyeballs seemed to bulge out of their sockets. His mouth covered with a little mustache opened swiftly as well, almost sticking out his tongue, and would be qualified to go to Liyuan Theater to play a hanged ghost.

With a "plop" sound, the two fell to the ground.

The people around quickly moved away for fear of getting into trouble, clearing up an open space.

"Ow, ow." Zhu Zhi yelled as if his life was flashing before his eyes. As he regained his senses, he became furious. "Who is it, who wants to assassinate me? Come on, report to the official to arrest him."

An Jun panicked and stood up, "I'm so sorry, I slipped and hurt you, sir. I'm really sorry."

The two looked at each other. An Jun cowered while Zhu Zhi looked furious but also examining.

Regarding this look, Xu Mo had thought deeply about it.

He wanted An Jun to apologize superficially, but actually provoke Zhu Zhi, forcing Zhu Zhi to lose his composure.

But on second thought, this trick was a bit too obvious. Even if Zhu Zhi was not a cunning person, he was definitely not a fool. If he really noticed something wrong, it would be their loss.

In the end, he chose to let An Jun cower and reveal the timid posture of ordinary commoners, which was more likely to provoke the evil thoughts of the nobles.

Because in the eyes of the powerful families, ordinary commoners were easy to bully and easy to deal with.

It turned out he had chosen correctly.

After looking at each other, Zhu Zhi became furious. He determined that An Jun was a powerless and insignificant civilian. The long-term suppression and the pain in his belly caused him to wave his fists wildly as if he had gone mad.

Every punch was aimed at the face and made a crisp sound.