Gu Yilan smiled lightly and said: "The ninth day of April is a good day, although General Xiao Meng and Miss Lin do have some conflicts in their horoscopes. But if you choose to get married on this day, these disadvantages can be offset."
Meng said: "Sir, why did the priest say it was unlucky? There must be a basis, right?"
Gu Yilan raised her eyes and looked at him: "In all these years, have I ever failed?"
Despite this, Meng still felt uneasy and wanted to ask a few more questions. Gu Yilan had already served tea to see off the guests: "It rains late at night, so we won't accept guests."
Walking out of Gu Hou's Mansion, a Meng family member slapped his head: "I said, isn't the ninth day of April the day when Gu Fenglin and Mu Yunhan get married?"
Meng's heart suddenly "thumped".
Why did Gu Yilan set a date for Meng Jia to get married to Mu Yunhan and Gu Fenglin?
Could it be that there are any special rules and taboos involved?
Full of worries, he returned to Prime Minister Meng's house.
As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the steward: "The prime minister asked the fourth master to go to the study immediately when he comes back."
Meng Xiang was leaning on the recliner, holding the teapot in one hand, his brows furrowed and his face sad.
Before covering up, he said softly: "The eight characters are ready..."
After he told what happened, Meng Xiang suspiciously took the red paper with the auspicious date written on it. He looked at it from side to side for a long time, but he couldn't see any difference.
Meng said softly: "I think this thing is weird. Besides, Sansan is not very happy about this marriage. Otherwise..."
"What else?"
Meng Xiang had a sudden attack and shouted loudly: "Marriage is a matter of parents' order and the matchmaker's words. The Lin family's daughter is beautiful and intelligent, and she is a good match for my family. What's wrong with her?"
Meng lowered his head and said nothing.
Meng Xiang covered his mouth and coughed violently.
Meng worriedly stepped forward and wanted to rub his back and give him water: "Your cough is getting worse and worse, and the imperial doctor in the palace can't see it well. Why don't you invite the medical elder of the Gu family to come over and take a look?"
"Nonsense!"
Meng Xiang pushed him and said with a sullen face: "Even if I cough to death, I will not receive Gu Fenglin's favor."
"Then why do you want him to take the place of San San He Ba Zi?" Meng couldn't figure it out.
Meng Xiang blew his beard and stared: "What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything." Meng sighed.
Ever since the death of the late emperor and Meng Xiang's serious illness, he seemed to have become a different person.
Stubborn and irritable, he especially likes to get into trouble. All he thinks about all day long is how to defeat Gu Fenglin.
As Gu Fenglin said, cronies collude only for their own selfish interests.
"Do you also think that I can't tolerate him?"
Prime Minister Meng said in a deep voice: "Gu Fenglin planned to murder the late emperor, deceived and used me, and trapped me in an unkind, unjust, unfaithful and unfilial situation.
That's okay, what I'm worried about is that as a priest, he has a lot of conveniences.
If he could kill the late emperor this time because he didn't do what he wanted, he could take action against Jin Shang next time.
What I plan is not about individual gain or loss, but about maintaining rules!
Priests should do what priests should do, not just meddle in what courtiers should do!"
Gu Fenglin said that the biggest drawback of the Zhao family was the tax system, but in his opinion, the biggest drawback was the fact that Gu Fenglin, a treacherous person who harbors evil intentions, is now being trusted!
"Xiao Si, I only have one child, San San, and I have a lot of expectations for you. You must listen to my arrangements and don't let me down."
Meng Xiang pressed Meng's shoulder and spoke earnestly.