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Deep-dressed, no powder, slightly decorated with cloud temples on her head, and Kong Jiao, who is eight feet long, walked from the corridor in small steps, although she was proud, she was humble and respectful. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The women of their Lu country are different from the happy Qi women and the debauched Zheng Wei's daughters, and the rich Zhou ritual tradition makes the women of the scholar family pay attention to women's morality, women's words, women's appearance, and women's skills.

Women's morality, chastity also. Women are required to be quiet and chaste since childhood, keep festivals neatly, be ashamed of themselves, and have a law for movement. Because only when a woman is gentle and virtuous can the family be harmonious, and as a wife, obedience and respect for her husband are also seen as a manifestation of her noble character.

It is absolutely correct that he is not married to his father, he is married to his husband, and her husband is Kong Jiao.

But Kong Jiao felt that she was only afraid that she had violated women's morality.

In retrospect, how carefree Girlhood was, her worldview was binary, right and wrong, treacherous and virtuous, light and dark, everything was so distinct. But in the past few years, her heart has been greatly shaken, the preconceived notions formed by her father's ears and eyes since she was a child have collapsed, and her husband's behavior has also made her suspicious.

He is diligent in politics and gets up before dawn every day; He is not a good dog, because forging a new civilization is the greatest satisfaction he can enjoy; He regards the people of Li as his children, regards corrupt officials as enemies, rectifies the rule of officials, and prospers for the people, which is definitely Kong Jiao's ideal Mingjun, which makes her heart moved.

But some of his behaviors, and the "monarch and ministers" of the ancient system of etiquette and law, the elevation of the monarch, the monopoly of power, wherever he goes, where there will be chaos, the defense of the country and the loss of the monarch, the chaos of the three provinces, and now the Jin Kingdom is also divided again, and even the death of the prince and the monarch is inseparable from him.

The good and the bad, the right and the wrong, are mixed together, and she can't tell the difference when her mind is not complicated.

Late one night, after Zhao Wuxian fell asleep, Kong Jiao couldn't fall asleep over and over, and a terrible thought formed in her mind:

"Could it be that my husband is also a traitor like Qing's father and Cui Zhu?"

These characters, who played the villains in the stories that Confucius told his students, are now lying alive next to her. He slept like a child, with his hands on his chest and his brow furrowed, as if he felt the cold of the night, or because of a lonely dream.

Kong Jiao stared at it for a long time, and couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, but the initial apprehension and panic slowly disappeared. She comforted herself and said that the male protagonist and the female protagonist were inside, she swallowed some things that should not be said, pretended that things outside the hall had nothing to do with her, and raised her daughter wholeheartedly.

But she didn't think about it, but things came to the door, and when she was in Tongluo, some Confucian disciples who served in the Jin Kingdom suddenly came to the door and asked her to intercede for Tai Shimo.

"It is rumored outside that Taishi was imprisoned by Shangqing, it is difficult for us to see Shangqing, Taishi lives and dies, only Mrs. Yi's words!"

"I'm not a lady, I'm just a concubine...... she wants to tell the difference, but in the eyes of outsiders, after she followed Zhao Wuxian to Lu State, she became more and more favored, and maybe Tai Shimo was released after blowing the wind on the pillow.

"The ancients were nicknamed bandits, but women's words are used, and I shouldn't have asked about these things." Although he admonished himself like this, Kong Jiao's feet involuntarily moved towards Zhao Wuxian's bookstore.

Whether it was him stealing the Lu State, or causing wars, causing death, holding the puppet guards and puppets with open fire, or even leaning over the Jin Kingdom and brazenly forcing the palace, she didn't know it, and she regarded the rumors about her husband and Wu Nanzi of the Song Kingdom as a deaf ear.

The woman demanded that she obey her husband, and that all the decisions he made were right.

But this time, when she heard that Tai Shimo was imprisoned, Kong Jiao couldn't hold back.

When she was young, she often heard her father talk about Taishi Mo, and when Confucius went to Chengzhou to visit Lao Tzu, he had a relationship with him, and praised Taishi's wisdom and erudition after returning. After she married into the Jin Kingdom, she finally saw this old man at some banquets, with white hair and politeness, and smiled at her kindly and gently, saying that your daughter was quite like Zhongni.

Kong Jiao didn't want to say that he was also very similar to his father.

If such an old man was killed by her husband, Kong Jiao would not dare to blame him, but she would not forgive herself for her inaction.

But with each step, she was one step away from the "women's virtues" taught by her mother, and the closer she was to Zhao Wuxian's study, the more uneasy her heart became, so much so that her hands were twisted together.

Will you anger him? Will it be abandoned? Will it be a shame for Kong?

When she finally mustered up the courage and knocked on the door, she was surprised to find that Zhao Wuxian was chatting and laughing with his wife Le Lingzi at the banquet, talking and drinking the medicine soup she had made for him.

Seeing Kong Jiao entering, the eyes of the two turned over, and this scene of deep affection between the couple made Kong Jiao's face red. She clasped her ten fingers tightly into her palm, swallowed back the words that had already reached her mouth, and hurriedly bowed to Zhao Wuxian and Le Lingzi: "The concubine has seen her husband, and the lady ......."

The situation is worse than previously imagined, she is a wife, just a shadow of a wife to marry, is it really appropriate to say those words at this time?

When she looked up again, she opened her mouth to speak, but saw Le Lingzi shaking her head slightly at her, and pointed at herself again, smiling......

……

Kong Jiao still didn't say anything against her ears after all, and left after talking, but her various behaviors have exposed her thoughts.

After she left, Zhao Wuxian pushed the porcelain bowl aside, looked up at his wife, and asked with a smile, "You won't have an appointment with her?" “

"It's just a coincidence." Le Lingzi lowered his head, wearing a white flower on his temples, it was still the mourning period of the Marquis of Jin, although Zhao Wuxian had trampled the monarch's power under his feet, but she, the lady of Shangqing, had to do her duty.

Only those who win the hearts of the people can win the country, this is the goal that Zhao Wuxian has been pursuing, he has a good wife, as a foreign daughter-in-law Le Lingzi, can also help him win the love of the Zhao family from doctors to scholars and common people.

She is Bian Que's female disciple, living in the deep palace, but she has the female spirit of Li Min's suffering. She sponsored and brought medical and pediatric doctors, visited the lonely elderly in Yecheng from time to time, and distributed food and clothing, all of which blessed her with a sacred aura, and she could be worshiped wherever she went.

Associated with the wives and concubines of scholars, Le Lingzi also behaved politely, and influenced their respective husbands through them, winning a lot of loyalty for Zhao Wuxian in the palace.

Sometimes Zhao Wuxian feels that she is his eldest grandson queen......

But that's all, he is still very vigilant about women interfering in politics, not to mention that the Le family is a big family in the Song Kingdom, so he wants to be entrapped, but he can't let her have too much influence on the court.

Le Lingzi is smart and self-aware, in addition to funding the development of medical and pediatric medicine, and cultivating female doctors, he will not easily ask Zhao Wuxian for anything.

Today, however, it is an exception.

Like a butterfly spreading its wings, she bowed down to Zhao Wuxian and said, "Although I know that my husband knows it, the concubine still wants to take the liberty of saying a few more words. ”

Zhao Wuxian sighed: "Say it." ”

"When my father was imprisoned in the Qiqi Palace, he was taken care of by Taishi."

"When Uncle Weng was alive, he also consulted Taishi many times and treated him like a teacher."

"The historians of the Tibetan room are all the disciples and grandsons of Taishi, and the scholars of the Jin Kingdom and even the world admire the fame and wisdom of Taishi, and the world often says: Ji Zha, Yanzi, Shuxiang, Zichan, the four sages of the era of the army have passed away, and Shi Mo, Lao Tzu, and Confucius are the new three sages of the world."

"I have an old friendship with my family, and I am a wise man respected by the world, so I can only endure him to write my evil wantonly and leave it above Danqing?" Zhao Wuxian was slightly angry.

Le Lingzi said calmly: "The husband must know about Cui Zhu's murder of Qijun. “

"Qi Taishi and Nanshi are not afraid of power, and the retainers and strategists have already said it dozens of times in my ear, if I kill them, it will be Cui Zhu." Zhao Wuxian was overwhelmed.

"Before that, there's one more thing." Le Lingzi moved closer, as if by the side of a beast on the edge of rage, trying to appease his maiden.

After Cui Shu killed Duke Qi Zhuang, the corpse of Duke Chen Zhuang was at home, threatening to dare to come to worship the mourners and die. Doctor Qi was afraid and didn't dare to show up. Only Yan Zi, who was less than six feet old, entered calmly, cried with his head on the corpse of Duke Qi Zhuang, and after getting up, he counted his head three times according to the etiquette to express his condolences. Someone said to Cui Zhu on the spot: You must kill Yan Ying! However, Cui Shu said: Yan Ying is quite popular with the people, and if he kills him, the people will be resentful, and if he is abandoned, he can win the hearts of the people. ”

After Le Lingzi finished speaking, a pair of bright eyes looked at Zhao Wuxian quietly, she and he are both smart people, no need to say much, just click on it.

"Let me think again." Zhao Wuxian waved his hand and asked her to go out first.

The grievances between him and Tai Shimo have to start from more than ten years ago.

When he served in the Qiqi Palace, he got along very unhappily with Tai Shimo. The old man was deeper and smarter than Confucius, and he liked to stare at Zhao Wuxian with those dead fish eyes that saw through everything in the world, and then shook his head and sighed. As if he already knew that when Wuxian was respectful to the Marquis of Jin, what he thought in his heart was "he can take his place".

After Zhao Wuxian seized the position of ruler of the Jin State, Shi Mo was also a stubborn non-collaborator, and when others threw themselves into the Zhao family, he had been vigilantly staying away from Zhao Wuxian, as if he knew that his ambition was not only to steal the Jin State. It can be said that he has been playing the role of Yan Zi who is neither foolish nor compromising during the Cui Qing Rebellion.

This kind of role is the most gnashing of teeth.

Zhao Wuxian felt that the most difficult thing to deal with was not Zhiyao, Wei Ju, or Qi and Qin, but Kong Qiu and Shi Mo, who were copper peas that could not be steamed, boiled, hammered, or fried.

Verbal criticism is more difficult to guard against than swords, such as this time, Zhao Wuxian is really in a dilemma.

When one day, you suddenly find that you are standing on the opposite side of the spirit that you have been devoted to and become a traitorous villain under Danqing, what should you do?

Youzhi? That is to encourage the historians of the Jin State, to encourage the scholars and doctors who are still loyal to the Jin family, and also to make the series of lies woven by Zhao Wuxian pale and weak, he will completely become a traitor who kills the king, and even the horizontal side will get a good excuse for war, and continue to advance in the name of avenging the Marquis of Jin.

Kill? As Le Lingzi said, although Shi Mo has no power, the reputation he has accumulated in the Jin Kingdom and the world in the past few decades is too heavy. It's just that he was under house arrest, and the people who pleaded for it were about to break through the threshold of the Zhao family's mansion, and if they were really killed, it would be like adding firewood under the cauldron that was about to boil in the Jin Kingdom. At that time, not only will the neutral soldiers within the Jin Kingdom stand on the opposite side of the Zhao clan, but the rest of the princes will also be shocked, and Zhao Wuxian's reputation will plummet......

Just as he was pacing back and forth to consider the stakes, there was another knock on the door of the study.

A figure walked in: "Husband, I haven't eaten yet." ”

It's Ji Ying.

……

Before the person arrived, Ji Huan did not have Kong Jiao's proud height figure, nor was she like Le Lingzi's graceful and gorgeous posture necessary for the lady of the main room, although she changed from a girl in the boudoir to a wife and mother, she hardly changed, her steps were as light as a reed flower, and she barely made a sound when she tiptoed on the wooden floor under the eaves of the porch. The cooking skills are still so meticulous, and when the case is raised, Zhao Wuxian's eyes are still so gentle.

On the table are brand-new porcelain bowls and porcelain plates, fragrant rice, dried meat that makes people can't help drooling, and it looks like a simple meal, but it reveals Ji Huan's intentions, such as leek sauce, every step is made by her personally, and Zhao Wuxian, who is used to tasting the delicacies of the mountains and seas, can eat the warmth that Ji Huan brought him when he first came to spring and autumn.

"Dead." Zhao Wuxian was not hungry, not at all, he called him by his name, asked Ji Huan to put down the desk, sat beside him, and pillowed his head on his shoulder.

Ji Huan didn't speak like Kong Jiao and Le Lingzi, she just snuggled up to Zhao Wuxian quietly to keep warm, and after a while, she seemed to remember something, so she said, "Wuxian...... You haven't told me a story in a long time. ”

"Really?" Busy with government affairs, Zhao Wuxian can spend very little time with his wives and concubines every day, and he is busy on the case for a night, and he is asleep when he turns his head, and he has fewer and fewer words with them, and many times he only enters the body and does not touch the soul.

This is the price that power must pay.

"Then I'll tell you one today." Zhao Wuxian changed his position, let Ji Huan lie on his lap, stroked her forehead, and said slowly: "In the past, the Qi people had a wife and a concubine and lived in the room......"

(To be continued.) )