Gu Jinyan looked around and found no more suitable person to ask. He sighed and could only put it aside for the time being and wait until he found the right person to ask.
Who can tell her why Xiao Yuheng still needs coaxing in this life?
Help.
When Gu Jinyan entered the palace the next day, her knee had recovered a lot. Xiao Yuheng rubbed her for a long time, and the recovery ointment was also very useful. However, Gu Jinyan still felt that she had to kneel for such a long time to pray.
My knees hurt terribly.
In the past, no matter how difficult it was for Mrs. Zheng, she would usually let her rest for a few days.
Nowadays, I have to kneel down every day to pray, which is unbearable even for an individual.
Sure enough, today's female family members all looked disheveled, and there were quite a few whose expressions were not very good-looking, which probably hurt their vitality.
Yesterday many people showed up dressed up, but today everyone is much simpler.
Meng Yun's face didn't look good either. She had never experienced such hardship in her entire life, and her face was still a little pale.
Seeing that Gu Jinyan was not energetic, he said weakly: "Jinyan, it's a good thing you delivered ointment yesterday, otherwise I would have to crawl here today."
She went back yesterday and her legs could no longer walk and she had been lying down.
Feeling angry, Meng Yun wanted to quit directly.
But where is my father?
Meng Yun sighed inwardly when he thought about it. It's hard for the Duke of Yan to cause any trouble at this time. The emperor wanted his father to recognize a stepdaughter back. The Duke of Yan has always had its own customs. How could it be so casual?
Then she recognized her stepdaughter. She, Meng Yun, didn’t want a random sister.
I can only grit my teeth and persist in praying, so as not to be delayed.
Meng Yun's eyes were deep and dark.
As the bell rings, the time has come.
They all made some preparations today and wore knee pads on their knees, so they were more comfortable and their knees were not so uncomfortable.
It's just that I have been kneeling for a long time, and no matter how much I breathe, my legs can't stand it.
Meng Yun's forehead was sweating.
They just gritted their teeth and persisted, no one dared to make any mistakes.
Yesterday, the daughter of a minor official fainted and was beaten by the eunuch. Today, she is praying here with a swollen face. Now the female relatives of the minor officials are trembling and do not dare to make any mistakes.
Gu Jinyan was arrogant, kneeling here thinking about this matter.
Why did the emperor change?
Because of fainting?
Are you even afraid that something will happen to you again?
Even praying has to be so solemn?
But Gu Jinyan doesn't think that praying for blessings can be so simple. It's just for praying for blessings. If not, what is the ultimate goal?
Everything that happens has a purpose.
Gu Jinyan couldn't figure it out.
It seems that at a certain point, many things cannot be figured out.
Even if the emperor was afraid, why would there be such a big change?
Gu Jinyan was thinking about things in his mind, and time slowly passed by. It wasn't until a voice cut through the sky that Gu Jinyan suddenly came back to his senses.
Looking back, I saw Mr. Chen Ge's wife shouting excitedly: "Where is the emperor? I want to see the emperor!"
Chen Ge's wife did not get up because her legs were still hurting, but her face had turned pale, and the sweat on her forehead had wet her hair at the temples, and she looked very embarrassed.
This was probably the first time that Mr. Chen Ge's wife was in such a state of embarrassment, and she was extremely emotional: "When it comes to praying, there is no one who is not willing to pray for blessings, but there has never been a blessing like this, where people are not treated as human beings."
"Is this what the emperor means or who means it? Why haven't I seen the emperor yet?"
"You, a lowly eunuch, are here to show off your power and look at us marquises from aristocratic families kneeling here to pray for blessings. You are not afraid of shortening your life. You will die tomorrow, right?"
Eunuch Minglin stopped him with a stern look on his face: "Mrs. Chen, this is the Changming Hall, a place for praying. If you make trouble again, don't blame me for being rude!"
"You're welcome, how can you, a slave, be so rude? What, you still want to slap me? If you dare to slap me today, I will let the people of the world take a good look at your ridiculous behavior." Mrs. Chen pointed at him and said.
After all, she is Mrs. Ge, not the daughter of an unknown official, so she still has the confidence.
Gu Jinyan did not expect that the first person to explode would be Mr. Chen Ge's wife.
Ever since King Li lost power, Chen Ge's family has kept a low profile.
What is the intention of Mr. Chen Ge’s wife?
Seeing that the situation was uncontrollable, Eunuch Minglin immediately asked someone to ask the emperor for instructions.
When Mrs. Chen Ge made such a fuss, Minglin became a little unable to convince everyone.
Many ladies and ladies took this time to rest.
Gu Jinyan also took a rest.
Meng Yun looked at Mrs. Chen and then at Gu Jinyan, as if asking what was going on.
Gu Jinyan shook his head slightly.
She is still observing.
Observe what is happening now.
Chen Ge's wife has been in a high position for many years. From her understanding, Chen Ge's wife is a patient person. How could she be unable to endure and make trouble in a high-profile manner when praying for blessings?
What is her purpose?
Various possibilities kept popping up in Gu Jinyan's mind, but he rejected them one by one.
At this moment, the emperor came in a hurry.
Gu Jinyan's eyes were on his face. The emperor's face was less rosy, but he didn't look like he was ill.
Is it because of panic that I didn’t get a good rest?
"Your Majesty, when it comes to praying, you must give us an explanation. Why are you praying? Why do you ignore everyone's situation? Kneeling and praying like this for a whole month, I am afraid that all the ladies and ladies in Kyoto will get sick."
Mrs. Chen asked.
Meng Yun's extremely quiet voice came: "Mrs. Chen, is this a dead pig and not afraid of being scalded by boiling water?"
King Li is completely out of luck.
Mr. Chen Ge supports King Li. No matter which prince takes that position in the future, he will not be able to accommodate Mr. Chen Ge.
Even if it is only for temporary use.
The old Chenge clan will also decline.
Mrs. Chen knows this and is simply unwilling to cooperate?
Don't you want to suffer this pain?
Meng Yun thought so.
Gu Jinyan felt that it was not that simple.
"Mrs. Chen, this is the Changming Hall, a place for people to pray for blessings. This year, due to a cold disease, people are struggling to make ends meet. The Chen family is in a high position, and it is the people's taxes that allow Mr. Chen to receive these salaries and provide for the people.
Praying for blessings is what you should do."
"If you have any objections, please wait until you leave Changming Hall. Changming Hall is not a place where you can make trouble." The emperor said coldly: "Everyone continues to pray. If there are any more dishonest people, Mr. Minglin will watch for me."