Mu Yunhan said casually: "Bai Liqi, the doctor of Yushitai, Zheng Sanpin, the boss of Lu Yushi, has three wives and concubines, three sons, and two daughters at home, and his daughter is married to a Montessori three-room son-in-law, the husband and wife are in harmony, and the two children are ......."

Meng Jie's eyes lit up: "God, I really remember." ”

Considering that this was the in-laws of the Montessori family just now, maybe Mu Yunhan wrote it down on purpose, so he picked another person and asked, "What about that one?" ”

Mu Yunhan said: "Zou Bingying, a ceremonial doctor, an etiquette consultant, has a wife, is an aunt and cousin, a childhood sweetheart, a harmonious relationship between husband and wife, only one son, and has not yet married." ”

"Ahem......" Meng Jie couldn't help coughing.

It's simply ...... It can't be described as simply smart, it can only be described as "never forgetting".

Mu Yunhan looked at him with a smile, in fact, she knew more and more details.

But Meng Jie didn't say anything, so she resolutely didn't say a word more.

Of course, she wouldn't tell him about the book Gu Fenglin had shown her.

Meng Jie was hit badly: "The fourth brother worked hard for a whole year in order to remember these people and things, and he wandered around like a thief outside the official office and the door of the house at any time...... It's like you......"

If the children of the Meng family want to do things, one of the things they must do before is to figure out the people and things in the court.

Meng Xiang believes that only when he is clear about these things can he do things well and carefully.

Otherwise, I don't know anyone, I don't know anything, and I bump into it for some reason, isn't that looking for death?

Mu Yunhan patted Meng Jie's ass: "I am a famous teacher and a high apprentice." ”

Meng Jie smiled: "Let's continue." ”

It is comfortable to deal with smart people, and he was very worried when Mrs. Meng asked him to confess before, but now he is really not worried at all.

By the time Meng Jie finished introducing the people, it was already dark.

A thin mist rose and spread all around.

Jixiang ordered people to light lanterns everywhere.

Long red palace lamps hung down in strings from under the eaves of the palace, swirling and flying in the night breeze, gilding Gu Yilan and Gu Fenglin's faces with a light layer of red.

Someone couldn't wait any longer, and whispered, "When will it be?" ”

As he was talking, he saw Gu Yilan open his eyes.

Mu Rong laughed happily, got up and stepped forward, and said gently, "Husband, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

Gu Yilan shook his head indifferently and ordered someone to bring paper and ink.

Mu Rong personally took the paper and ink and waited for him to write.

Immediately after, Gu Fenglin also opened his eyes.

At first glance, it was Mu Yunhan.

Even if the twilight was thick, even if it was so far away, Mu Yunhan's gaze still met him accurately.

The eyes were entangled, and then they separated.

The corners of Gu Fenglin's lips were a little more gentle, and the corners of Mu Yunhan's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

Gu Yilan's hand, which was writing, paused slightly, and raised his eyes to look in Mu Yunhan's direction.

His gaze was sharp and indifferent, and it crashed straight into Mu Yunhan's eyes.

Mu Yunhan "chuckled" in his heart, put away his smile, and looked ahead indifferently and vacantly.

Gu Yilan quickly retracted his gaze and continued to write.

Gu Fenglin said lightly: "Take paper and ink." ”

The person who took the paper and ink for him was Jixiang, Gu Fenglin glanced at her, had no expression, lowered his eyes and wrote intently.

Soon, the three fates of the two of them had been written, and they were sent to the prince by the prince's attendants.