Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

A row of soldiers wearing golden armor rushed into the crowd, holding swords and rudely driving the people to both sides.

"Oh my goodness, I just bought some taro cake!"

"Ma'am, please give up! This is the Marquis who came from the capital! It's better to lose the cakes than to offend these royal relatives. Let's retreat quickly!"

The originally thriving and noisy atmosphere suddenly turned into panic and chaos.

Su An's words got stuck in his throat. He glared at the group of officers and soldiers and gritted his teeth. "What Marquis Jiayu? I've never heard of him. He's so arrogant even when he's traveling. He's really a bully!"

Fu Zhun's eyes were also cold, and he glanced at the side.

But this is not the end yet.

Because it is a food street, every shop has a stall outside, and there are many elderly people and children, so the traffic is even more congested due to the crowds.

The officers and soldiers were seen cursing and impatiently overturning all the stalls and driving the crowd away more violently.

Even a little girl of six or seven years old was not spared and was pushed out with great force.

The little girl fell to the ground with a pale face, but there was a crowd of people behind her who were being pushed and were about to trample on the girl.

"Wuwuwu - Mother, mother, where are you!" The girl cried out in panic. Her thin body tried to get up, but she was knocked down again, her face pale, and she called for her mother more panicked and helplessly.

Su An was so angry that his eyes were blazing with fire. He immediately stepped forward and hugged the girl, "Stop pushing. Can't you see someone is going to die?"

The people recognized Su An and were afraid of hurting her, so they stopped and looked at each other.

Seeing Chi Chiqing refused to leave, the officers and soldiers flew into a rage and shouted, "Who dares to stand in Marquis Jiayu's way? Kneel down, or you will be treated as traitors!"

When they heard that it was a marquis's carriage and saw the soldiers draw their swords, no matter how aggrieved they were, they could only kneel on the ground.

"Why would this Marquis come to our small county town? It's like seeing a ghost in broad daylight!"

"Shh! Don't you want your head anymore?"

The people were uneasy, and Su An was also puzzled. He was already angry, and seeing this situation made him even angrier. He stood there with a sullen face, holding the little girl.

She wanted to see where Marquis Jiayu's great powers came from, and why he was so arrogant and domineering that he wanted to show off his power in this small county!

Soon, she and Fu Zhun were the only two left on the street, standing out from the crowd. The officers and soldiers spotted them at a glance.

"How dare you! Why don't you kneel? Are you trying to rebel?"

"You big-headed devil!" Su An was furious.

With the support of the prince, she was very bold and raised her chin sarcastically:

"Even if the Marquis came forward, he wouldn't have the power to force the people of the street to rebel, right? Not to mention you bunch of lackeys, privately using force against civilians, I'm afraid you want to rebel?"

The officer was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily, "I've seen people who are not afraid of death, but I've never seen someone who doesn't want to live this much!"

"You little bitch, you're being disrespectful to the Marquis by speaking outrageously. I'm going to kill you in public to make amends to the Marquis!"

As the officer spoke, he drew his sword and slashed at Su An fiercely.

Su An was not afraid of the talk, and when facing the sword, he slipped behind Fu Zhun without saying a word, not forgetting to fan the flames.

"My lord, look at how majestic others are, and then look at you. You are not a good enough lord!"

Fu Zhun was at a loss for words and said, "Don't rush to make a conclusion whether this king can do it or not."

After saying this, he sneered and squinted coldly at the soldiers who were chasing him. Without moving, he shot out a hidden arrow from his fingertips.

"what--"

"my hand!"

The hidden arrow pierced the wrist, and the soldier screamed and dropped his sword, then fell to his knees in pain.

"presumptuous!"

Marquis Jiayu, who was puzzled by the curiosity of everyone in the carriage, finally poked his pointed head out and was furious when he saw this scene.

He pointed at Fu Zhun angrily and shouted, "Where did this daring assassin come from? Capture him for me and kill him without mercy!"

More than a dozen officers and soldiers looked ferocious and immediately surrounded and killed Fu Zhun.

The air around seemed to suddenly become a little colder.

Just as Fu Zhun was about to raise his hand to signal the sword guards, a plain carriage hurriedly approached, and a voice preceded him, saying, "Show mercy!"

Su An was just about to applaud Fu Zhun, but something suddenly got stuck in his throat, making him feel depressed.

Just when the exciting moment was about to begin, Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared.

Before the carriage stopped, Lin Yong jumped off in a hurry.

Unlike Su An's disappointed mood, when he saw the confrontation in front of him, his temples were soaked with cold sweat.

God knows how angry he was when he just returned to the yamen and heard the news that Marquis Jiayu had arrived, and he hurried over!

Fortunately, the prince was not injured——

"Who did I think it was? It turns out to be the magistrate of Fuyou County." Li Wentian glanced at Lin Yong's official uniform with disdain and snorted coldly.

"You're such a good official! The streets are blocked, and there are mobs going on, and that's how you manage your administration!"

Su An looked at this so-called Marquis, her pale, weak face twitching with anger. She couldn't help but sneer, "My Lord, you really are a deaf man with ears and a blind man with eyes. Your ugly features are all for show."

"This is the heart of our Fuyou County's food street, famous across four states and eight provinces. There's even a sign on the street saying 'Food Street'. It's only natural that people line up here to buy food!"

"This isn't a place for a local tyrant like you to flaunt your power. Can't your carriage go somewhere else? Is it getting in your way? If you're just trying to show off your authority among the crowd, just say so. If you hire some people to kowtow and burn incense in the street, there won't be so much trouble."

Huh!

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around them began to tremble all over from trying to hold back their laughter.

Wonderful! Boss Su is as sharp as ever, and his criticism is wonderful!

The coldness around Fu Zhun suddenly dissipated, and he couldn't hold it back anymore. He looked at Su An with a mixture of laughter and tears, "You are such a clever talker...you never let me down."

Li Wentian was also twitching all over, but he was furious. His face was ashen and he was trembling: "You, you! Come here! Where are the people? Behead this filthy-mouthed bitch and show her to the public!"

Lin Yong wanted to laugh but felt helpless. He walked over with a tense face and bowed, saying, "Your humble servant greets Marquis Jiayu. I'm sorry that you have come to Fuyou County and I haven't been able to welcome you. However, considering your status, the Marquis must not be so rude to this person!"

what?

Li Wentian was stunned for a moment before he flew into a rage. Just as he was about to deal with Lin Yong together, he was frozen in place by the next sentence.

"The man in the wheelchair is the current Prince of Zhenbei, who once held the title of Regent and is the uncle of the Emperor."

These light words made the expression on Li Wentian's face crack.

The King of Zhenbei is actually in this county? This is crazy! How is this possible?

However, this was what Lin Yong said himself.

Impersonating a court official is already a serious crime, let alone impersonating a royal prince, which is a crime punishable by confiscation of property and extermination of the clan. It is impossible for Lin Yong to tell such a huge lie!

No wonder Lin Yong dared to openly go against a royal relative like himself. It turned out that the Prince of Zhenbei was here!

Damn it, the prefect clearly said that it was a small county magistrate who was ungrateful and killed his father-in-law and his legal advisor.

The two delicate twin girls in his family kept asking him to avenge their father, so he lost his mind and came to cause trouble.

Who knew he would be tricked by the prefect? ​​The prefect was sending him to his death!

Thinking of this, Li Wentian's face turned pale and cold sweat broke out. He was shaking like a sieve, and his knees gave way as he knelt down fiercely towards Fu Zhun, who was sitting in the wheelchair.

"I, I have met the King of Zhenbei... I didn't know it was the prince who was here. I have no intention of offending you. I beg for your forgiveness!"