Su Yue felt out of shape, her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head in panic, not intertwining with Qing'er's gaze.

Fortunately, Qing'er is an ignorant little girl, and she doesn't see anything unusual, she just thinks that the young lady is in a bad mood.

Su Yue clenched her hands tightly into fists, she remembered the little boy she saw next to Qin Jing'an before, and couldn't help but shake her head, she was just a shield.

And what are you thinking about......

Meng Yuyun was in good health and went to the Yamen, thinking that according to Hongyan, the murderer should be arrested soon, but he didn't.

When she found Qin Jing'an, he was sitting in a resting room specially vacated for him in the yamen to check the files.

Tang Qingyou was also there, and when he saw Meng Yuyun coming, a smile appeared on his face, and when he walked over, he hooked the little girl's neck, and said with a smile: "Yo, aren't you injured?" Are you feeling well? ”

Qin Jing'an raised his eyebrows, and looked at Tang Qingyou with a somewhat unkind gaze. And the latter seemed to be completely unaware of it, still smiling.

Meng Yuyun nodded expressionlessly, didn't say much, and walked forward a few steps without leaving a trace, breaking away from Tang Qingyou's arm.

"We can go to the place where the Miao Jiang people gather and inquire about the man Hongyan said." She proposed.

Qin Jing'an's hand holding the dossier trembled, and he raised his eyes a little amusedly, "Do you think this king didn't think of this?" ”

Tang Qingyou felt that it was redundant, so he poured a cup of tea and handed it to Meng Yuyun, laughing, "I went out to take a breath, and I bothered Junior Brother Meng to accompany the prince to check the file." ”

After that, he pushed the door and went out, and closed the door intimately.

Meng Yuyun was a little at a loss with the tea, in the yamen, Qin Jing'an's identity was the prince, and she didn't know how to get along with the prince. I could only stand in place in a daze, and after waiting for a while, the tea was cold, and I didn't drink it.

This girl's thoughts were clearly placed on her face, so that Qin Jingan couldn't concentrate on reading the file anymore, sighed helplessly, and patted the chair next to her, "Sit down!" ”

Meng Yuyun answered, sat down with her back straight, folded her hands on her legs, a little nervous, and wiped the sweat in her palms on her trouser legs.

"Literate?" Qin Jingan asked thoughtlessly.

Meng Yuyun was a little confused, but for the sake of caution, she only said: "I read a few books when I was young, and I still recognize the common ones."

Qin Jing'an didn't speak, the light in her eyes was a little dim, where could the daughter of the Meng family be illiterate, this was because she didn't trust herself.

He spread out the file in front of him and put it in front of Meng Yuyun, raised his chin slightly, and motioned for her to look at it.

Meng Yuyun saw the word Gu poison at a glance, and knew that Qin Jing'an would definitely not show some unwanted things to himself, so he cheered up and looked at it seriously word by word.

It is recorded in the file that thirty years ago, there was also a case of Han people being poisoned by Gu poisoning, and it was a woman from Miao Jiang who used a secret method handed down from ancient times to raise Gu worms.

I don't know where she learned the method, and in just one year, dozens of Han people were killed one after another. The deceased was confirmed to be a container used by the murderer to raise Gu.

And her status in Miao Jiang is high, and the court can't move her, so they can only symbolically find a place to detain her.

There is no superfluous description of this matter later, probably because the impact of this matter is not good, so not many people know about it. The dossier contains only a few dozen words.

Meng Yuyun subconsciously thought that it was not this woman who had escaped, so she appeared in Chang'an again now, setting off a bloody storm.

Qin Jing'an saw her thoughts and shook his head gently, "This case caused a great sensation back then, because that woman's identity was somewhat special, the imperial court ordered that no one should be allowed to discuss this matter anymore. Over time, no one knew. And the woman died fifteen years ago. ”

"Special status?"

Qin Jing nodded quietly, "She is the last saintess of Miao Jiang. ”

Meng Yuyun was young, so naturally she had never heard of the legend of the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang, but Qin Jingan knew it very well. He took a sip of tea and began to tell a story about Miao Jiang.

The identity of the saint is very noble in the hearts of the Miao Jiang people, and for every Miao Jiang person, as long as the holy woman gives an order, they can die generously.

According to folk legends, a hundred years ago, there was a very serious plague in the land of Miaojiang, and no one could cure the sick.

To prevent the Miao Xinjiang people from transmitting the disease to people in other regions, the imperial court at that time was helpless about it, and sent many famous doctors and holy hands, but they all went and did not return. He could only be ruthless and ordered to send an army of 100,000 to burn all the people in Miao Jiang to death. Only in this way can the spread of the disease be suppressed.

At that time, the blood flowed like a river, and tens of thousands of Miao Jiang people were burned to death every day, and the raging flame was a life talisman.

And it was at this time that the holy woman appeared. She negotiated with the imperial court and said that she could save these Miao Jiang people.

The court thought that a dead horse should be used as a live horse doctor, so it gave her a month.

No one knows how the saint did it, and in just one month, she really healed the sick person.

Therefore, the talents of Miao Jiang were able to survive.

Later, the records of the official history do not admit that the plague in Miao Jiang was cured by the so-called saint, but the people of Miao Jiang regard the saint as the embodiment of the sacred.

The saint has the highest status in Miao Jiang, even if the Son of Heaven at that time is less than half of her status in the hearts of everyone. The people of Miaojiang consciously built a temple of saints, which enshrined a statue of the first saintess.

The descendants of the saint are all pure-blooded, and the most beautiful woman among them is selected as the saint and raised in the saint's temple since childhood.

The older generation will teach their children and grandchildren to worship the saint as a faith, and over time, the saint of Miao Jiang will become the god of Miao Jiang, and no one can shake their status.

"I learned about this story by chance when I read a wild history written by a Miao Jiang person."

Meng Yuyun was shocked in her heart, as a descendant of the Holy Maiden, how could she make such a big mistake?

"In this way, there will be no saints in Miao Jiang?" Meng Yuyun sensitively remembered the words Qin Jing'an said about the last saintess.

"No, the woman gave birth to a boy in her first year of captivity. The people of Miao Jiang asked to leave the bloodline of the Holy Maiden, and the child entered the Holy Maiden Temple since he was a child and became the Holy Son of Miao Jiang today. Qin Jing'an said, put the file away, and the smile on his face faded, "And as far as I know, that Holy Son left Miao Jiang without permission last month. ”