The bored crowd immediately perked up and stared at the pavilion with great interest. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

You know, just now the priest's wife said that the priest will definitely win.

The emperor said: "It seems that Aiqing has measured it." ”

Gu Fenglin said in a deep voice: "Since Weichen heard about this matter, he has been watching the sky at night in the past few days by taking advantage of the good weather. ”

Therefore, although the result of the competition is only at this moment, in fact, the kung fu is outside the poem.

In addition to being talented, a qualified priest must also have a keen insight into current affairs, and he must usually deny himself and study hard.

The emperor was somewhat relieved: "What is the result?" ”

Gu Fenglin said: "The minister adheres to the previous view, with His Majesty's good fortune turned into a young general guarding Jiangnan, this rain will be more than two days, less than one day, it will be dissipated, and it will not cause the trend of breaking the embankment, Jiangnan is still the land of fish and rice." ”

The Emperor nodded, motioning for him to sit down.

Gu Yilan never opened his eyes.

The crowd whispered.

Mu Rong was anxious and fidgeting: "Could it be that he is not in good health these days and has not taken medicine properly?" Why don't I give him medicine to Your Majesty? ”

Mrs. Gu said lightly: "Don't be impatient, wait a while." ”

Mu Rong said: "Sister-in-law doesn't know, my husband has been in poor health these days. ”

Everyone looked at her, and the discussion was not only quieter, but louder.

Mu Rong was so angry that she said unhappily: "What do you see?" The Priest Family was like this, and it wasn't the first day they knew about it......"

"Ahem!" Mrs. Gu coughed, pulled her, and motioned for her to stop talking.

Of course, everyone knows about this situation, and they don't usually think much about it.

But now in this case, everyone will guess whether Gu Yilan is dying, and whether Gu Fenglin is going to take the position.

Second Lady Gu glanced at Mu Rong, with a hint of disdain in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Indeed, adults feel cold. ”

When Mu Rong got support, she smiled at Second Lady Gu: "That's right. ”

The time was coming soon, and Gu Yilan still didn't open his eyes.

The emperor couldn't sit still and gestured.

Gu Fenglin stood up, saluted, and took out a piece of feather and put it on Gu Yilan's nose.

The feather flew up with a "swoop".

Gu Fenglin smiled and saluted the emperor, and didn't say anything, but said everything-

Your Majesty, rest assured, the priest is still alive.

I don't know who laughed out loud, and then triggered a large chuckle.

King Xinling frowned: "What are you laughing at?" Unorthodox! ”

So the crowd soon fell silent again, but the people's hearts had dispersed, and the atmosphere was not as solemn as before.

Gu Fenglin's behavior just now was too hurtful, and he couldn't say anything.

Maybe His Majesty the Emperor didn't mean that, but he could say that he would be wrong.

Mu Yunhan couldn't help but smile and looked at the Gu family's female relatives on the side.

Mrs. Gu looked ahead, always maintaining a gentle and decent smile on her face, as if the woman who abused the calculating concubine was not her at all.

Second Madam Gu hid her face in the shadows, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Mu Rong was gloomy, her hands on her lower abdomen were tightly pinched, and she suddenly looked at Gu Fenglin, and suddenly looked at Gu Yilan.

Gu Yilan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty......" He got up and saluted the emperor, his voice hoarse: "The minister just meditated, and when he saw the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River, everything was fine." ”

Everyone cheered, Jiangnan is the hometown of fish, rice, mulberry and hemp, the wind and rain are smooth, and Zhao Guo has a good life.

Many princes and ministers stood up to congratulate the emperor, and there was joy up and down.