Prosperous advisors

Chapter 366
"I want this black chrysanthemum." An indifferent voice came from not far away, under the attention of everyone, Mo Wenqing, dressed in white, appeared on the edge of the stands, looking at the black chrysanthemum on the ground, frowning slightly.

"Mo Wenqing!" In the past few days, there has been bloody storms inside and outside Pengcheng. I'm afraid that the number of people killed by Yaowanggu in the past ten years is not as many as Mo Wenqing killed alone in the past few days.The people in the arena below naturally couldn't sit still when they saw him appear.If it weren't for the fact that there was a young master Yunyin who was also not easy to mess with, and a general with a heavy army in his hands, these people in the Jianghu would have rushed up.

Mu Qingyi secretly regretted that she told Rong Jin that she liked Moju before. Who knew that a pot of Moju could cause so much trouble?
Mo Wenqing didn't seem to care at all about the crowd who wanted to tear him apart, stepped forward to look at Mu Qingyi and said in a deep voice: "Give me this black chrysanthemum, and treat it as if I owe the girl another favor."

Mo Wenqing can be called the number one genius doctor in the world, and the more favors he owes such a character, the better.But Rong Jin didn't take it seriously, raised his eyebrows and smiled and said: "Owing favors? Guzhu Mo should think about whether he can get out of Pengcheng with his life? Otherwise, wouldn't we be doing favors for nothing?"

Mo Wenqing raised his eyes to look at Rong Jin, his eyes were as calm as ancient wells, "Mr. Yunyin is suggesting that I poison everyone in Pengcheng to death?"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but change their colors.People in the rivers and lakes below with good ears naturally heard it, and even cursed Mo Wenqing, evil spirits and heretics.It's ridiculous that the owner of the Medicine King Valley, who was once regarded as a life-saving god, has become an evil heretic that everyone shouts and beats just because of a Jiuxiao Xianzhi who doesn't know whether it is true or not.

The faces of Rong Xuan and Rong Huang who were watching the excitement were also a little ugly.As princes, they naturally cherish their lives the most. People in the Jianghu always do their own way. If this Mo Wenqing really poisoned the whole city to death, wouldn't it be a wrongful death?
The two secretly exchanged a look. They came here for Jiuxiao Xianzhi, so it is better to try to win Mo Wenqing as soon as possible.Of course, they can't do this by themselves. Those stupid people in the arena below are good pawns.

Seeing that Mu Qingyi should not respond, Mo Wenqing frowned slightly, thought for a while and said, "This black chrysanthemum has already hurt its roots, and no one can save it except me."

Mu Qingyi smiled slightly and said, "Master Mo Gu, forgive me, I don't own this black chrysanthemum. What do you think, old man?" For this old man, Mu Qingyi felt a little guilty.If it wasn't for Rong Yin who took him away, probably there would be no such thing.Of course, Mu Qingyi suspected that what she said about Mo Yao was also the trigger.After all, Qian Ling didn't show any interest in this Mo Chrysanthemum at first.

The old man looked down at the black chrysanthemum on the ground, and the exposed rhizome was indeed broken.This black ink demon is very delicate, and it will wither if it is slightly damaged, and it is precisely because of this that he spent several years cultivating such a flowering plant.Although it is very distressing to hand it over to others, it is better than dying like this.

Nodding somewhat disheartened, the old man waved his hands and said: "Forget it, you can go there. It's just... I hope you don't want to poison others with this for the sake of the little old man."

Although Mo Wenqing looked cold, he still nodded and said: "Naturally, thank you." The old man obviously didn't want to stay for a long time, he shook his head and turned around to get off the stage, his back looked very sad.

Buy Yutang sighed, and ordered the officials around him to escort the old man away, and said with some sighs: "This old man is crazy about chrysanthemums, and lives alone in a small village not far from Pengcheng. There are many kinds of chrysanthemums in the middle of the city, and many flower growers in the vicinity have come to ask him for advice on how to plant flowers.” I thought that a black chrysanthemum would win the chrysanthemum tasting event, but who knew it would turn out like this?

Mu Qingyi frowned slightly, and naturally heard Buyutang's dissatisfaction.It's just that no matter how dissatisfied Buy Yutang is, he can't afford to offend any of these people in front of him.

The stern man dressed in white over the snow leaned over and carefully lifted the black chrysanthemum from the soil, and a clever person beside him brought a new flower pot.Mo Wenqing was not picky, and carefully straightened the ink chrysanthemum into the flower pot together with a sudden.Then he took out a delicate small porcelain bottle and poured all the unknown potions inside.

Then he put the flowerpot on the table, took out a pair of thin gloves from his arms and put them on.Light purple pollen can only be taken out from the stamens of chrysanthemums.The people present couldn't understand what he was doing, so they could only watch quietly.After Mo Wenqing finished all this, she frowned and took out another bottle of potion and poured it in.Then he pushed the flowerpot towards Mu Qingyi and said, "Thank you, miss."

Mu Qingyi raised her eyebrows and said, "This is Guzhu Mo?"

Mo Wenqing said: "Although this flower still has the appearance of the ink demon, it no longer has the poison of the ink demon. If the girl likes it, you can keep it as a reward." The implication is that Mo Wenqing not only took away the ink demon Part of the pollen, and even the poison of the entire ink demon was removed.

Mu Qingyi pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Then thank you, Guzhu Mo."

Mo Wenqing put away the things she needed, and walked away without even looking at the others.Behind him, Qian Ling looked at the still enchanting but completely harmless pot of ink chrysanthemum on the table, his face pale as paper.

The chrysanthemum tasting meeting ended when everyone was a little absent-minded.In the end, thanks to a green peony that is also very precious and beautiful.Although the black demon is still there, the petals are still a bit damaged. Compared to the green peonies decorated in exquisite white jade flower pots, they look a bit embarrassed.

Although this year's chrysanthemum tasting meeting was not as grand and joyful as in previous years, Bu Yutang, the prefect, was secretly relieved.As long as nothing happened, it would be good, and he didn't dare to ask for anything else.

After bidding farewell to Bu Yutang, Mu Qingyi and his party left the venue to meet Huo Shu and Tai Shiheng.Mu Qingyi and Rong Jin were very bored sitting in the stands, but Huo Shu and Tai Shiheng had a lot of fun at the flower fair.The two held a bouquet of chrysanthemums in their hands, apparently they bought them at the flower market.Huo Shu's originally calm face was also a little more cheerful and bright.

"Huh? Mo Yao?" Seeing the flowers in Rong Jin's hands, Tai Shiheng said in surprise: "Pengcheng Flower Fair really deserves its reputation, and there are even such rare varieties."

Rong Jin snorted softly, and casually threw the flowerpot to Tai Shiheng.Tai Shiheng quickly caught it, this is Mo Yao, a pot of flowers is enough for a family of ordinary people to live affluently for two lifetimes.

Behind him, Wei Wuji followed with Qian Ling.On Qian Ling's delicate face, her eyes were red, obviously she had just cried.Seeing the Mo Yao in Tai Shiheng's hand had a complex and difficult expression, it made Tai Shiheng feel very uncomfortable. He didn't know where he had provoked this girl, and he looked at him with such resentful eyes.

(End of this chapter)