The pavilion is of course ventilated from all sides, but a thick blanket is spread on the ground, and two couches are set up. A half-person-high screen is placed next to the couch, and charcoal basins are placed around it.
Mrs. Meng explained to Mu Yunhan: "In the past, Taichang Temple and Shenguan Palace would often do business here, and these were commonly used equipment.
After all, when something happens, you can't care whether it's sunny or rainy. You can put a charcoal basin under the bed, so they won't get cold."
Mu Yunhan felt relieved, and walked affectionately to Mrs. Meng, saying softly: "Thank you, my foster mother, for working for me."
Mrs. Meng smiled: "Hello, hello, hello everyone."
Mu Yunhan held her hand tightly and said no more.
After a while, the bustling crowd gradually quieted down, and everything that was supposed to come had already come.
Some eunuchs and palace guards began to clear the place and restore order.
Mu Yunhan knew that the emperor and others were coming.
After another moment of burning incense, there was a burst of noise from the crowd.
Two tall and thin figures appeared on the left and right sides of the Suzaku Stage.
Gu Yilan was wearing a black priest robe and a pure white fox fur cloak.
Gu Fenglin was wearing a vermilion Taichang Temple minister's court dress and a pure black fox fur cloak.
Both uncle and nephew are tall and thin, with fair skin, beautiful appearance, and noble aura.
Someone shouted: "Priest!"
So everyone stood up and bowed their heads in salute, including Mrs. Chiang and others.
Only Mrs. Meng, Mrs. Cheng'enhou, Mrs. Wu and several other elderly and virtuous first-class ladies did not get up. They just sat and nodded lightly.
Mu Yunhan noticed that Gu Yilan's eyes swept around her body and quickly looked away.
Some people also shouted: "Your Excellency, Taichang Temple!"
But the people who salute are nothing. After all, Taichang Temple and Shenguan Palace are completely different existences.
Even though successive emperors tried their best to promote the status of Taichang Temple, Taichang Temple was still fighting fiercely with the Palace of Priests.
However, the influence of the Priest Palace is deep-rooted throughout the country, and the status of the Priest is superior to that of the Minister of Taichang Temple.
Therefore, rather than saying that people are in awe of the identity of Taichang Temple Minister, it is better to say that people are in awe of Gu Fenglin, the former "crow".
Comparing the scenes, they are not even worse than one or two.
Murong looked at Mu Yunhan proudly, her meaning was very clear, compared to men, you are completely defeated!
Mu Yunhan ignored Murong, but looked up at Gu Fenglin, clasped his hands together, and smiled slightly, praying for his success.
Gu Fenglin looked at her and smiled slightly, confident and arrogant.
In the blink of an eye, Gu Yilan and Gu Fenglin walked to the pavilion.
Gu Fenglin saluted gracefully and made a gesture of invitation.
Gu Yilan did her job and sat firmly on the seat on the left.
Gu Fenglin also walked in and sat on the right side.
Mrs. Meng made a pun: "This is Gu Yilan's opportunity, and it is also Gu Fenglin's opportunity."
Mu Yunhan clenched his fists and took a deep breath.
Tonight is crucial, and it is also her opportunity.
After the gong sounded, several princes, princesses and princesses from the royal family appeared one after another, and people were in a hurry again.
Gu Yilan and Gu Fenglin just stood in the pavilion, bowing their heads.
According to the old rules of the Zhao Kingdom, the priests only need to salute the Queen Mother, Her Majesty and the Queen, and the rest do not need to kneel down.
After Gu Fenglin was promoted to minister of Taichang Temple, the emperor granted him permission to conduct all rituals as a priest.
This is also meant to facilitate his fight with Gu Yilan.
When the golden branches and jade leaves were seated, another message came from the other side: "Luan Jia has arrived!" (To be continued)