"Lord Fuqing? Taichang Siqing? “

The farmers looked at Gu Fenglin in surprise.

What Taichang Temple is, they don't necessarily know.

But Lord Fuqing, who took the prince home, they must have known.

In the Gyeonggi region, even small people have an innate sense of superiority.

This sense of superiority is reflected in the understanding of political and current affairs, even if it is to brag to outsiders, there must be something to talk about, right?

Lord Fuqing, who was originally high above and out of reach, would actually appear here with them?

There were more and more people gathered, Mu Yunhan was a little uncomfortable, but Gu Fenglin was calm, and he was more than romantic.

As the marking was about to be done, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Someone shouted, "Lord Priest, Lord Priest, please help." “

A farmer squeezed through the crowd, jumped off the ridge with a child in his arms, and staggered towards it.

Cang Song and Cui Bai hurriedly went up to stop them, and at the same time they were very angry.

Really, the adult of his family is Taichang Siqing, how can he be a priest, people can't recognize it, what else do you ask for!

The man couldn't squeeze in, knelt on the ground in despair, and wept bitterly: "My lord, my lord, they all say that you are blessed, please give a little to my son, he is still so young, he hasn't had time to grow up, I can't bear him, please......"

Mu Yunhan frowned.

is also called the priest, but it is said that it is a blessing, and the blessing is unparalleled, but it is about the origin of the official position of "Fuqing".

The man was simply incoherent.

Is it a trap or not?

There were more and more onlookers, and many people were helping the man to intercede: "Yes, his family has been passed down for three generations, and his wife is dead, and this child will be dead when he dies." “

Whether it doesn't work or not, Mu Yunhan immediately decided: "I'll take a look." “

Even if the other party has a trap, she is blocking in front and Gu Fenglin is supporting behind, so there is room to avoid and deal with it.

"You don't care." Gu Fenglin stopped her and walked towards the man.

Mu Yunhan disagreed: "Ah Lin! “

Gu Fenglin looked back at her and smiled, with confidence between his eyebrows: "You look at me." “

Mu Yunhan let out a long breath and didn't stop him anymore.

Gu Fenglin waved away Cangsong and Cuibai, squatted in front of the man, and said softly, "What's wrong with your child?" “

The man was crying uncontrollably, when he suddenly saw a beautiful, noble face appear in front of him at close range, and he was so frightened that he hiccuped, and his face turned red, and he could not say anything.

Cang Song was impatient: "My family asked you something!" “

The more anxious the man is, the more he can't say: "I, I, the villain, the villain......"

The child in his arms was thinly clothed and covered in mud, and his eyes were closed and motionless.

Gu Fenglin took off his snow-white fox fur and laid it on the ground: "Let him down." “

"This, this ......" The man didn't dare, and cried: "I can't afford to pay for such an expensive fox fur." “

Gu Fenglin's eyes suddenly turned red, but his voice became more and more gentle: "I don't want you to pay for it." “

Cang Song stepped forward and helped put the child on the fox fur.

Gu Fenglin reached out to probe the child's forehead, snort, and pulse.

The slender white fingers fell on the child's dirty body, and it became more and more white as jade.

Cangsong and Cuibai frowned, their own sons love clean people so much, but now they ......

Gu Fenglin didn't dislike it at all, and said gently: "This child is seriously ill, send it to the city hospital to see it." “