Chief Assistant Daddy: Mother Koi is a big villain

Because of Song Wen's request, the group of beggars did not dare to touch the basin of Dripping Water Guanyin, but placed it beside the servant in a proper manner.

Dripping Avalokitesvara is easy to identify. Gu Yuzhu recognized it at a glance with a candlestick.

There are two large leaves left, the tip of the leaf is yellow, and there is a cluster of small stamens, which makes it easy to see the difference between this and taro.

Gu Yuzhu moved the pot of Dripping Guanyin to the boy with his feet, "Take this thing away in such a hurry, are you planning to destroy the corpse?"

The boy who had been punctured let out two sounds of "woo woo" from his throat.

Gu Yuzhu just remembered that the servant's mouth was still blocked, she stretched out two fingers in disgust, and tore off the dirty cloth that was blocked in the other's mouth, "Sorry, I forgot, now you can said."

The dirty cloth was thrown on the ground.

As soon as the boy could make a sound, he shouted, "Help——"

boom!

A rag was stuffed back into his mouth again.

This time it was the little beggar who stood beside him who had no sense of presence.

After finishing all this, the little beggar smiled embarrassedly at the big guy, "Well, not all of us beggars are of the same mind."

You can't let those beggars who are specifically against him hear it.

Gu Yuzhu understood and expressed support, "It's true that too many people should not know about this matter. This person seems to have never suffered, and he can still call for help. How about it, Song Wen."

Song Wen took a small porcelain bottle and took two steps forward with a smile, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, just leave it to me."

The small porcelain vase was not big, and it was pitch black. Under the hazy yellow candlelight, it shone with a strange light, which made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

Song Wen conducted a simple science popularization, "This is a bottle of liquid medicine. After pouring it on your body, you will feel extremely itchy. Even scratching the skin will not stop the itching. This itching will last for three days, but I didn't It has been used by people for so long, and no one can persist for so long.”

The boy felt his hair stand on end, "Woo, woo..."

Seeing how anxious he was, Gu Yuzhu tilted his head and asked, "Do you have something to say?"

The boy nodded nervously.

But Gu Yuzhu was very embarrassed: "Although you have something to say, but I will untie it for you, and you call for help. This is not acceptable, unless you promise not to call."

The boy nodded frantically.

Only then did Gu Yuzhu seem to reluctantly believe him, "Okay then."

She reached out to grab the piece of cloth in the other's mouth again.

But the beggar was a little faster, and pulled the piece of cloth from the young servant's mouth with a swish, and smiled at her, "I'll do it, so I won't dirty your hands."

Gu Yuzhu silently gave him a thumbs up. This service attitude is comparable to a five-star service.

After taking off the cloth, the boy glanced at the bottle in Song Wen's hand with lingering fear, and explained everything: "Master told me to take this pot of Dripping Guanyin back to my hometown to deal with it. The one above Caiyun cloth village The master ordered me to bribe someone from the dyeing workshop to pour a bottle of juice into it, and the person I bribed was called Zhou Su."

After saying this, he shut up.

But his tense look and his eyes rolling around made Gu Yuzhu intuit something wrong, "What else are you hiding?"

"No, no."

"Don't say yes, Ah Wen." Gu Yuzhu no longer showed mercy to him.

Song Wen has been waiting for this moment for a long time, after all, some people don't cry when they see the coffin.

He opened the porcelain bottle in his hand.

The little servant squirmed back in fear, his eyes filled with fear, "No, no."

But how could he avoid Song Wen.

A few drops of cold liquid just fell on the back of his hand.

At first, he didn't feel anything on the back of his hand, but just when the boy thought that Song Wen and Gu Yuzhu were deliberately bluffing him, he felt a subtle, biting feeling like an ant opening its mouth, and then the feeling became more and more intense. It became more obvious and more intense, making him wish he could grab two of them.

But his hands and feet were tied, so he couldn't do it at all.

Those who have experienced it will know that the itching is more terrifying than the pain, and the boy is getting more and more uncomfortable. After rolling on the ground for several times, he can't relieve it. His tears and nose are all smeared, and he begged for mercy, "Uh...let me go I! Please, I say, I will say."

Gu Yuzhu gave Song Wen a wink, and the latter slowly took out another white porcelain bottle and poured two drops of liquid on the back of his hand.

The little servant was relieved from the pain, and tremblingly said: "Master knew that Mrs. Rong Guo sent someone to buy materials from you to make clothes for the little grandson at home, so he specially asked me to buy the clothes from Rong Guo's mansion." Someone, give the juice of this drop of water Guanyin to that person, and ask him to add two drops to it when washing clothes."

Gu Yuzhu almost said the essence of the country, she endured it, and asked inexplicably: "Since you have already bought things in the dyeing workshop, why did you go to Rongguo's mansion to do such a thing?"

That was a baby less than a hundred days old, and it would really kill him if he put too much stuff on it.

The one surnamed Jiang is too black-hearted.

The servant said nonuo: "Yes, the master said that he is afraid that they will wash the things on the cloth, so be prepared."

"Fuck him, be prepared." Gu Yuzhu couldn't hold back his curse after all.

The boy shrank his neck, "I, I've already said everything, you just let me go, I was just instructed by the master."

"Let you go?" Gu Yuzhu smiled sadly, "Okay, I'll let you go now."

The boy was relieved when he felt a pain in his neck and passed out.

Gu Yuzhu withdrew her hand and slowly wiped her fingertips with a handkerchief.

Song Wen glanced at the fainted person and asked, "How to deal with it?"

Gu Yuzhu said casually: "There is a wronged person and a debtor, so let him be handed over to the victim."

Song Wen understood.

But even though it was getting late, it was not good for them to carry a large living person out like this. Fortunately, the beggar kindly provided a linen bag, which had no disadvantages except for being a little dirty.

Gu Yuzhu was very satisfied with their after-sales service, took out a money bag that had been prepared a long time ago and threw it to the beggar, "Thank you very much, I will come to you next time I have something to do."

The money bag is the most common indigo blue, without embroidery, gray and inconspicuous, but the heavy weight makes the beggar very satisfied.

The smile on the beggar's face became more and more sincere.

In the evening of that day, Duke Rong's mansion received an unexpected and outrageous "gift".

Because of this "gift", the entire Duke's Mansion was under martial law, and a thorough investigation began.

While drawing people's attention to the movements of the Duke's Mansion and Jiang's family, Gu Yuzhu began to plan for the cloth village.

a few days later.

In Jiang's dyeing workshop, Jiang Chengming, who was watching the craftsmen carrying out the final test in the dyeing workshop, frowned, not daring to move his eyes for a moment.

But just when he was getting nervous, a figure rushed in, "Master, someone came from the Duke's Mansion and said he wanted you to come over."

These words exploded in Jiang Chengming's head like a thunderbolt.