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A poor son 89

This shopkeeper Hu was known to so many people because of Su Qinghe.

He is not the shopkeeper of someone else's house, but the shopkeeper of Mrs. Jiang's dowry shop.

Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Jiang went south, and the house and shop could not be taken away. He was the person Mrs. Jiang trusted very much. He entrusted all the family affairs to him. It is said that he was from the Jiang family and had been in the shop of the Jiang family before General Jiang died. Who would have doubted the old servant for decades?

In addition, Lin Yutong not only went to pay tribute to the sacrifices of the elder General Jiang's life and death, but also asked Manager Hu to send festival gifts to the Jiang family during the festival.

It is precisely because of Lin Yutong's attention that everyone below knew that there was such a person in the capital. Everyone was polite to him, but the shopkeeper was very humble and very good at being a human being, and many people knew him.

Who would have thought that such a small person would make such a mistake?

Could it be that he was originally the eyes and ears of the royal family?

Lin Yutong was a little annoyed and a little thankful at this moment. Fortunately, the letters he had to communicate with Mrs. Jiang were all delivered by Hei Qi beat people, and this shopkeeper Hu was not known.

She quickly wrote a letter and handed it to Hei Qi, "Let's go back and pass it to Mrs. Jiang." She sighed, "I blame this for it." She couldn't blame others.

Hei Qi shook his head: "Madam, think about it from another perspective, this may not be all bad things. At least Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Zhang are even more jealous of the court and King Zhao. In the future, going south may not be a helping..."

Lin Yutong smiled bitterly, "I can only think so now."

She suppressed the frustration that surged in her heart at that moment and narrowed her eyes: "Have the gunpowder matter been handled completely?"

Hei Qi nodded: "Don't worry, you didn't alert the snake. It's just that the gunpowder was damp. The shopkeepers and staff in each store had special people watching, and no one could escape."

"Very good!" Lin Yutong always let out a sigh of relief, "Then let's go to another place now."

Hei Qi immediately understood what Lin Yutong meant: "Yes! Let's go now."

Restaurant private room.

Lin Jiren looked up and down at Manager Hu: "You are not authentic, our aunt is good to you."

Manager Hu smiled and said, "Mrs. is a generous person and a wonderful woman who is as good as men. I admire her in my heart. But there is no way, everyone is their own master, so I can only be sorry."

Lin Jiren smiled coldly: "Don't say anything that's right or wrong. Even if I go back to my wife to report the news, I'm afraid she believes you more than me. Manager Hu, you are really good. I don't know if the old general Jiang who is sleeping on the ground knows that your heart is black."

Manager Hu looked calm: "That's my business, my Master Lin Qi. Let's talk about our business. Don't worry, what we do will never hurt you. If it succeeds, you will be a credit for you. If we lose, you will still be Master Lin's family. There is no loss of anything, but there is a beautiful lady."

Lin Jiren shook his head: "No! A woman wants to win over me, you underestimate me too much." He stretched out a finger, "Ten thousand taels..."

"It's easy to say!" Manager Hu's face relaxed and he immediately responded.

"I'm talking about gold!" Lin Jiren smiled: "Ten thousand taels of gold, no talk if you don't have any less."

As he said that, he threw it out and said, "Do it. I'll watch."

Manager Hu looked at Lin Yutong in surprise: "Don't you ask anything?"

"What are you asking?" Lin Yutong stood up: "I originally wanted to ask, but now I suddenly don't want to ask anymore. What can I force someone who is not afraid of death? So, I'll just stop asking."

Manager Hu couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and Lin Yutong looked at it with a smile. He pressed his head against his neck, watched him close his eyes hard, and saw a hole in his neck, bleeding.

Then, Manager Hu suddenly opened his eyes, let go of his hands, and fell to the ground. He covered the wound on his neck with one hand, held the armrest of the chair with the other, and then sat down slowly.

"I'm not dead?" Lin Yutong asked with a smile.

Manager Hu's face turned pale: "I'm dead, what should my family do?"

"It's not embarrassing to be afraid of death." Lin Yutong's expression closed, "I really have to face death to know how terrible death is. The fear of death is the same, regardless of beggars or emperors. As for the people in your family, they can remember this time, but they are not considered completely beasts."

Manager Hu's expression became increasingly ugly: "Since the lady has found it, it has already explained that you should know everything you should know. What I say or not is meaningless."

Lin Yutong sneered: "It is one thing whether it means something to me. Whether you are willing to say it is another matter."

Manager Hu closed his eyes and said softly: "It's not someone else who came to the capital, it's King Zhao Hanshan, Hanshan, of Han."

Lin Yutong's hand in her sleeve suddenly clenched, and Zhao Hanshan went crazy! This was her first feeling.

Manager Hu didn't see Lin Yutong talking for a long time, so he emphasized, "Really! Zhao Hanshan came at the order of King Zhao."

Lin Yutong waved her hand: "I know." Her tone was calm, "I know he is here. I not only know he is here, but also know that he lives in Huiwen Pavilion." As she said that, she chuckled: "Then do you know, how do I know so detailed?"

Manager Hu's expression changed: "It is impossible... it is impossible to leak the secret."

Lin Yutong's smile was meaningful: "Then why do you think Yin Sanlang appeared in Huiwen Pavilion, and then appeared in the Jiaofangsi again. It's a coincidence that he went to Chunxi Tower before and met a girl named Miaomiao. Could it be that Miaomiao who serves that King of Han?"

Manager Hu's breathing became chaotic in an instant.

Lin Yutong continued: "There are still those gunpowder..."

"You even know this?" Manager Hu's expression became even more ugly, "It turns out that you really knew it a long time ago."

Lin Yutong looked at Manager Hu, "Do you hate your people in your heart now? I wish you could cut this traitor into pieces!"

Manager Hu took a deep breath: "Who is he? Even if you want me to die, I want to be a wise ghost."

Lin Yutong chuckled: "Zhao Hanshan is a loyal person, and you are also a loyal person. It's a pity that your loyalty is. Who would have known such a detailed plan except King Zhao?"
Chapter completed!