amaotonovel Chapter 337 Gu Wine
Chapter 337 Gu Wine
At this point, Wu Cuihua said to them, "You guys can stay in the Witch Village for the time being! You helped me rescue Xiaoliu, and I have nothing to repay you for. So let me do my best to help you!"
"Then I'll have to trouble Master Wu!" Jun Mo didn't bother to be polite with her.
When the group arrived at their residence, Wu Cuihua bowed to Jun Mo and the others and said, "This is the best house in the Witch Village. It has been cleaned and has new bedding. You can rest first. We will have a bonfire party in the evening. You are welcome to come!"
"Sorry for bothering you!" Jun Mo bowed in return.
After Wu Cuihua left, Shang Buqun continued the topic that they had not finished talking about and asked Jun Mo: "Treason is a serious crime. Will the Fifth Prince be so desperate?"
Shang Buqun had an expression of disbelief on his face. Why was it so difficult for him to be a stable and loyal minister?
"With the gloomy and cautious personality of the fifth royal brother, he will definitely not step into the danger himself. The only thing to be afraid of is that he will lure the eldest royal brother into doing it, and he will reap the benefits!" Jun Mo frowned slightly, which made people worry.
Shang Buqun asked in shock: "Is this just your guess or do you already have evidence?"
Do these princes have nothing to do after eating their fill, and spend the whole day thinking about fighting for the throne?
"This is my inference based on the intelligence I received previously." Jun Mo rubbed his brows and said, "It will take two months for my eldest brother to be escorted to the capital. Let's wait and see the result! I hope things are not as bad as I think!"
Shang Buqun was so shocked that he couldn't help but ask a series of questions like a string of cannonballs: "Then how can you stay in Miaojiang so calmly? Shouldn't you hurry back to Beijing to stop them? You are too careless, aren't you? Even if you don't care about the emperor, don't you care about the life and death of your own child?"
"If I go back now, how can I force them to show their cards? My absence from the capital makes it easier for them to make small moves! I don't have to do it myself to close the net!" Jun Mo looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtful.
Yu Jiuer suddenly realized, "No wonder the prince left most of his confidants, the four great guards and Wei Zheng in the capital! Prince, you are really far-sighted!"
Facing Yu Jiuer's admiring eyes, Jun Mo was very pleased. He gazed at her affectionately and said with a smirk, "For our future, I will do my best!"
"Disgusting!" Shang Buqun couldn't stand it anymore and walked towards his house with a wave of his sleeves. The owner didn't care about it, so why should he care about it?
Xin Yu, who was walking towards them with a quilt in her arms, saw the affectionate look on Yu Jiuer and Jun Mo's face, and she couldn't help feeling sad.
In the evening, Yu Jiuer and Jun Mo strolled side by side in the Witch Village.
The Witch Village is a relatively intimidating village in Miaojiang. There are more than 2,000 people in the village, more women than men, who make a living by fortune-telling and practicing witchcraft.
In this dynasty, the Witch Village was simply an alternative existence.
Here, women are superior to men. The witches are the most prestigious people in the village, and men depend on them for survival.
Logically, such a village should be the dream of women all over the world, but it has a shortcoming, which is...
Too poor.
The whole village lives on a rocky mountain, has no arable land, and only practices witchcraft. If they don't get any work, they have no money.
The houses were dilapidated and some people even had to live in caves.
Yu Jiuer was puzzled by this. Why was this village, which was so revered by the Miao people, so poor?
In the evening, there was a bonfire party.
Everyone sang and danced around the bonfire, it was so lively.
Jun Mo, Shang Buqun and the Sixth Prince were chatting in the distance, while Yu Jiuer and the Eighth Princess sat quietly and enjoyed the singing and dancing.
This bonfire party could be said to have taken out all the food from the Witch Village, but even so, there was only one meat dish on the table, and the rest were vegetables, pickles and tofu.
Xinyu appeared calm on the surface, but Yujiuer saw that her hands were shaking as she poured the wine, and she was obviously in pain.
When the wine was poured in front of Yu Jiuer, Yu Jiuer asked her casually: "If you are elected as the Saint, will you be able to become the next head of the Witch Village?"
Xinyu was stunned for a moment, then said in a proud tone, "It's a level higher than the head!"
After thinking for a while, she coldly warned Yu Jiuer: "You...don't try to ruin my campaign for the Saint."
Yu Jiuer said with some amusement: "Which eye of yours saw that I wanted to destroy it?"
Xinyu looked towards Jun Mo, bit her lip and said nothing more, continuing to pour wine for everyone.
Yu Jiuer picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The strong pungent smell suddenly rushed up to her nose and went straight to her forehead, making her frown instantly.
Wu Cuihua looked at her with a smile, and she had no choice but to swallow, so she closed her eyes and tried to swallow. However, she failed to swallow it, so she had to rudely spit it all out in front of Wu Cuihua's sincere eyes.
This really annoyed Xinyu, she turned around and pointed at Yu Jiuer and yelled, "Don't think you can trample on other people's kindness just because you are the Princess of Jing!
Do you know how much effort our villagers put into making this Gu wine? Many people from Miaojiang came from afar to beg for it, but even the Eighth Princess didn't spit it out. How dare you spit it out without giving her face?"
The Eighth Princess shook her head blankly: "I haven't drunk yet!"
"The taste is too strong. I tried to swallow it three times but failed. I had no choice but to vomit!" Yu Jiuer looked innocent.
Wu Cuihua shook her head indifferently: "It's okay! Xinyu, don't make a fuss. Not everyone can tolerate this taste, otherwise our wine would have been a best-seller long ago!"
Xinyu snorted coldly, and walked away with a lot of resentment.
Yu Jiuer took a sip of tea, and then asked curiously, "Master Wu, what are the benefits of this wine? Why did someone come thousands of miles to ask for it?"
"This Gu wine contains medicinal properties from thousand-year-old Gu worms. It has miraculous effects on strengthening the body, nourishing yin and tonifying the kidneys. It's a pity that the taste is too strong and difficult to swallow. Otherwise, our village would have become rich with this wine a long time ago!" Wu Cuihua's smile was full of helplessness.
"Witch Village has not been able to get rid of poverty under my leadership. I feel so ashamed of my ancestors! Therefore, before the previous Saint passed away, we set a rule that the primary criterion for selecting the next Saint is that whoever can lead the entire village out of poverty can take over the position of Saint!"
"Don't witchcraft make money?" Yu Jiuer was full of doubts.
"For thousands of years, Witch Village has been making a living by performing witchcraft, but some people use witchcraft to commit crimes for gold and silver. In our generation, we have tried our best to stop our descendants from using witchcraft to do anything harmful to others. Business has gradually cooled down, and the lives of the villagers in Witch Village have become increasingly difficult."
"So that's it!" Yu Jiuer suddenly realized.
Wu Cuihua said to Yu Jiuer with an apologetic look on her face: "Princess Jing, you are a magnanimous person. Please forgive Xinyu's unreasonable behavior. She wanted to find a way out for the village so much that she wanted to seek help from Prince Jing! Please don't blame her!"
Yu Jiuer shook her head to comfort the old man: "No!"
She would only ruthlessly destroy her coveting heart for her man, saying that she only wanted Jun Mo's help and had no other thoughts about Jun Mo. She would never believe it even if she was beaten to death.
Jun Mo returned to his seat, and Yu Jiuer looked up and asked him, "What did you talk about with the Sixth Prince for so long?"
"Let's talk about detoxifying the poisoner!"
"Can the Sixth Prince really detoxify the poisoned person?" Yu Jiuer's eyes lit up. If he could complete this detoxification task, it would be an achievement that would benefit the country and the people. Why would he worry about not getting the recognition of the people?
"I took him to see those Gu people at noon. He tried it and found that he could order the mother Gu in the Gu people's body to stop releasing venom to disturb the Gu people's mind. But it will probably take some time to kill the mother Gu!"
"Most of those poisoners are probably the able-bodied men of the Great Dong Dynasty. The Miaojiang King is so cruel. How many families have he persecuted?" Yu Jiuer felt heartbroken.
"The number of Gu people is only the ones we have discovered. I wonder how many more there are that we haven't discovered yet!"