Wei Luo returned to the dormitory, at this time the child was already hungry, after the nurse's milk, the child smashed his mouth, his fat little hand was on Wei Luo's chest, and he fell asleep again.

Wei Luo sat in the room, frowned and thought for a while, she suddenly stood up, handed the child to the maid, and turned around and walked towards the hall where Jingling was located.

The council hall was bustling with activity.

As soon as she came to the outside of the hall, she heard a minister's sharp voice coming from inside, "Your Majesty, samurai can kill people in the street for a long time, and Madame is rash to say it!" ”

As soon as the minister's voice fell, another minister said aloud: "Your Majesty, this fact is not trivial. ”

In the midst of the noise, Wei Luoman stepped in.

As soon as she entered, everyone in the temple looked up at her at the same time.

Wei Luoman walked to Jingling's side, and after she stood up facing the ministers, she was blessed and said in a crisp voice: "The matter of the talent, the concubine is too much." ”

The ministers were stunned, and even Jingling turned their heads to look at her. Obviously, no one thought that as soon as Wei Luo appeared, he apologized in public.

Wei Luo lowered his head and said in a manchurian voice: "Although the concubine is a lady, she is the person in charge of the Jin Kingdom, the prince and the prince, and you are also." Concubines. ”

When she said this, she bowed to Jingling and the ministers again.

This time, when she saluted, all the ministers returned the salute.

In Wei Luo's sentence, rights are emphasized. She said that although she is a lady, she is in charge of state affairs, it is the Marquis of Jin and the ministers, and she should not make her own decisions on state affairs.

The non-commissioned officer (chief justice) Meng stood up, he stared at Wei Luo, and said solemnly: "Madame can know her own faults, and she is very good. ”

Wei Luo saluted again and said, "Xie Jun taught me." ”

Qingjun stroked his beard and smiled: "Madame, you can't do this in the future." ”

Wei Luo turned to Qingjun and saluted, and said respectfully, "Respectfully! ”

After she finished this salute, she slowly retreated and came to Jingling's side. She turned around, bowed deeply towards Jingling, and said ashamedly: "How can the law of the country be gone in a word? A concubine and a woman are responsible for managing the harem, and for such a thing, they have their own ministers to discuss with each other, and the non-commissioned officers will be punished. Concubines overstepped. ”

She said that this kind of national law, she is a harem woman, she is not qualified to govern, she has transgressed.

Jing Ling stared at her and replied loudly: "Madame's heart hurts her eldest son, and her feelings are pitiful. Retreat. His voice was raised very high, and Wei Luo understood that he was reminding everyone that the reason why Wei Luo gave such an abrupt order was because she was heartbroken and confused.

In Jingling's order, Wei Luo respectfully responded: "No." ”

She slowly stepped out.

As soon as she exited the hall, she let out a long breath. What happened on the street today, she did go too far. The samurai are a huge class, and the abolition of the samurai's privileges is such a big deal, how can she deal with it so rashly?

Thinking of this, Wei Luo secretly became vigilant. She felt that since the battle of Sumihara no Ino, she had indeed been a little frivolous. In the future, this must not be the case.

Wei Luo's attitude of admitting his mistake was so good, the minister didn't want to be entangled anymore, so he changed the topic.

Wei Luo returned to her son's side, sat lazily on the floor, teasing this watery little guy, the feeling was really comfortable, extremely satisfying.

The next day, Wei Luo's public apology was announced to Xintian City. Of course, the privileges of the samurai will not be abolished.

After this incident, Wei Luo restrained his frivolity, stayed quietly in the harem, teased the eldest son, and fought with him in the Jingling Dynasty. As for national affairs, if Jingling didn't take the initiative to ask, she would not say more.

Wei Luo knew that she didn't have much consciousness at all in politics, she was not Empress Lu, and she didn't want to be a figure like Empress Lu. Although she is a time-traveler, her own wisdom, in many places, is far inferior to that of people of this era. She must remember to be clumsy and quiet. You must know that the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period are the era when saints are blowing out.

In this way, Wei Luo's reputation became farther and farther.

On this day, Wei Luo once again held her son and wandered around in the cold garden of Gongzi's mansion.

In the cold garden, the willows flutter and the stream gurgles.

Wei Luo hugged his son and sat lazily on the stone, looking at the stream.

With a whoosh, the wind blows the leaves and falls.

Wei Luo's back straightened, and his brows furrowed slightly.

She didn't look back, just Manqi Ying's lips, and asked slowly, "Who is the master?" ”

There was silence in her answer. The wind blows the leaves, and the spring water gurgles.

Wei Luo said lightly: "Since it has come, why bother to wince? ”

Her voice just fell. A grinning voice came from behind her, "Mrs. Jin is so calm! ”

The sound is so familiar, and the laughter is even more familiar!

Wei Luo was stunned. She furrowed her brow and slowly turned back.

At this moment, there was a "horn", and an object was thrown at her feet, and the voice hummed lazily: "Your twenty gold! ”

Wei Luo looked at the visitor, she showed a smile, but she smiled and smiled, that smile was more or less complicated, she bent down to pick up the burden on the ground, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you ask you to buy a house?" ”

The person who came was the one who was the sword to blame.

Jian Ji strode up to her and crouched down face to face with Wei Luo only a meter away from her. He glared at the child in Wei Luo's arms, then raised his head again and looked at Wei Luo carefully.

After a while, Jian Ji raised his eyebrows and said, "Mrs. Jin is so comfortable. When he said this, he suddenly swished, and his big face caught Wei Luo's small face.

The tips of the two noses touched, and after staring at each other for a while, the sword blame withdrew his head. He smashed his mouth and muttered, "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that it's someone else's wife after all." ”

He still looks like a scoundrel.

Wei Luo wanted to laugh a little, but he couldn't. She looked at Jian Jiao, paused, and finally asked, "Brother Yin, are you okay?" ”

Jian Blame nodded his head, "Very good." He traveled from nation to nation, and he did not see his man all day long. ”

As he said this, he touched his own head. Touching it, he screamed, "That's right! ”

This strange scream was extremely sudden, but it scared the eldest son awake, and at that moment, the little guy opened a pair of black jade eyes and stared straight at the sword.

Jian Guwu touched his head and said, "My senior brother said," Hearing this, Wei Luo lowered his head. In her ears, the voice of the sword blaming came clearly, "He said, the Marquis of Jin loves you and values you like his life, so a husband should cherish it." ”

Wei Luo was stunned.

In her confusion, the sword blame raised her voice and asked, "Woman, do you hear me?" If you hear it, reply to the previous sentence, I will repay my brother. ”

Wei Luo's lips squirmed, and he slowly replied after a while: "Obey my brother's orders." ”

Obey my brother's orders.

As soon as these words came out, Jian Ji immediately shouted, "Ah, you woman, you still want to recognize my senior brother as a brother?" Ahh ”

As soon as the three words "I don't allow" blurted out, he immediately hesitated. He reached out and stroked his chin and muttered, "She recognizes my senior brother as a brother, and that's also my sister?" The woman's Wu Yong is now unpredictable, and she is also Mrs. Jin. It seems to be very good to have such a girl. He saw Jingling Xiao'er a day, wouldn't he still call me uncle? ”

Thinking about it like this, Jian Ji was already very excited. He nodded again and again, and said with a grin: "Good, very good." I will return to my brother, from now on, you are my sister-in-law, my sister-in-law. Wha. When he arrived, he was laughing cross-legged.

In the midst of the laughter, the sword blame didn't wait for Wei Luo to speak, and disappeared with a whoosh.

At this time, Wei Luo also raised his head and maintained a posture ready to speak.

The sword blame jumped three times and scurried, and a few dodged and approached the council hall where Jingling was located.

Seeing the majestic figure in the high-crowned black robe, Jian Ji stroked his chin and smiled. Smiling and smiling, he jumped off the eaves and swaggered towards Jingling.

Jing Ling's side, how could a person with a bad record like him get close?

With a whoosh, the figure of Wen Gong appeared on the left side of the sword.

I saw the short Wen Gong staring at the sword blame and said, "Sword blame, this is the Jin Palace, not a place for you to play." ”

"Hey, hey, hey."

As soon as the sword blame turned around, what was shown to Wen Gong was a big, extremely proud smile.

With his expression, Wen Gong couldn't help but be stunned.

Jian Ji grinned and said with a big grin: "Don't panic, don't panic, but talk to Jin Jun." ”

Wen Gong's brows furrowed slightly, he stared at the sword blame a few times, flicked his long sleeves, and stepped aside.

In this era, as a superior person, he cannot refuse to meet with Jian Blame under such circumstances. If you refuse, you are cowardice and cowardice. In the era of martial bravery, cowardice was a difficult infamy.

Wen Gong retreated, and the warriors guarding outside the hall also retreated to both sides.

The sword blame swaggered towards the temple.

With a "squeak", he pushed the half-closed door open. When Jingling squinted his eyes and looked back coldly, Jian Jiao's throat was raised, and he shouted loudly: "Marquis of Jin, I am your brother!" ”

After announcing loudly and solemnly, Jian Ji couldn't help but grin, and the laughter of "hahahaha" reverberated in the spacious and heavy stone hall for a long time.

Jing Ling and five or six ministers sat quietly in the main hall, turned their heads, and quietly looked at Jian Jiao, who was smiling happily.

After laughing proudly for a while, the mystery was finally revealed, "Yao! Your woman has just recognized me as a brother to my senior brother. Wow wow, Jingling boy, Jingling boy, from now on, I am Zhong, you are uncle. Wow-ha-ha. Boy, call me to listen? "Zhong, it means the second child, and uncle means the youngest.

Jing Ling stared at the sword blame. Where no one saw him, his eyebrows skipped twice.

And at this time, the sword blame, who was really proud, began to laugh again.

Finally, he smiled heartily, and Jingling's helpless face also deeply pleased him and satisfied him. Therefore, the sword blame raised his sleeves and said very freely: "Duh! Go, go! The Jingling kid was also rude, and he didn't even call me. ”

As soon as the voice fell, he disappeared outside the temple door with a whoosh.

Jing Ling stared at the back of Jian Ji in the distance, slowly stretched out his hand, and rubbed his forehead. When he raised his head to face the ministers, the handsome face with a knife and axe returned to expressionlessness.

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

Once again, the Jin state gathered a large army and prepared to attack the state of Chu.

This time, Wei Luo still went with him. Now she is brave and unparalleled in the world, so she is the right car of Jingling.