The grass became quiet.

The chatter grew quieter and quieter, and gradually, the musicians stopped playing, and gradually, only the 'crackling' sound of the torches burning.

Everyone looked at Wei Luo.

Yes, they looked at Wei Luo.

Five hundred years of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, no, not only the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, but also the West at the same stage, in the minds of the world, slaves are slaves!

A slave is equal to an animal! Slaves can be killed at will! Slaves have no right to speak, not even to the Magi in general.

It's a deep-seated notion.

And now, Wei Luo, who is a slave, scolds the tenth prince who is a son in a tone that is extremely disdainful, extremely arrogant, and extremely excessive.

If it weren't for Wei Luo's former nobleman, if Wei Luo hadn't been known to the world for his talent and was a wise man. Even the prince of Jingling just opened his mouth to protect him, but he did too much.

Yes, on such occasions, it is excessive for the master to speak for the slave. This is the same as the consequences of a king being bitten by a dog, but the owner of the dog, and the king of another country refuses to hand over the dog and justifies the dog's actions.

It's a provocation, a naked provocation.

Fortunately, Wei Luo was once a noble man and had a good name. Such a person is different from an ordinary slave in itself. Therefore, the shame felt by the tenth prince is not so unbearable, and the behavior of the prince of Jingling to protect his shortcomings is not so out of bounds.

But then again, no matter what, Wei Luo is already a slave, a slave said that a son like this, things can't be so good.

In silence, the fifth prince sitting on the main seat spoke, a smile squeezed out of his dark and thin face, stared at the prince of Jingling and said slowly: "Eighth brother, your slave is not disrespectful, if you stop here, I am afraid that the tenth brother will laugh for the world." ”

As the master, he just said this sentence in a deep voice.

With a bang, another son who was sitting with the tenth prince stood up, he stared at the prince of Jingling, and said gloomily: "Eighth brother, the son has the power of the son, this slave is slaughtered!" ”

As soon as this son finished speaking, another son also stood up, he crossed his hands, and said aloud to the prince of Hanling: "The eighth brother stands in the world with his prestige. With the sage of the eighth brother, he knows that the love of brothers is indispensable, and he must be killed here. ”

The three sons spoke aggressively, one sentence after another, all of them wanted Wei Luo to die.

Wei Luo knelt on the ground and slowly straightened up.

It's been three years since she's been here, and it's not like she's unaware of the consequences of what she just said. However, she couldn't control it, she really couldn't control it.

She really couldn't stand such a disgusting person touching herself, touching herself. Besides, she also has some small abacus.

Another boy stood up, and was about to speak, when he saw that everyone had turned their heads, and following everyone's gaze, he saw that the slave named Wei Luo actually stood up.

Yes, Wei Luo stood up.

In the eyes of everyone, Wei Luo took a step back, crossed her hands, and saluted everyone as if she were still a wise man. After saluting, Wei Luo raised his head, Mo Yu's eyes scanned everyone clearly and clearly, and said in a loud voice, "What is the head?" Take it off with a sword! Why be afraid of death? A rope can be knotted. She smiled as she said this.

Gongzi Jingling turned his head to look at her in a daze, looking at her very clear and indifferent smile that was completely different from the past. Wei Luo smiled lightly and said loudly: "In the world of life, it is the same ash as the grass and trees. However, Wei Luo is afraid of death? Fear! After she said loudly that she was afraid of death, she raised her eyebrows, raised her head proudly and said: "Wei Luo is a nobleman, with the talent of a wise man, because of the master's vain faith, he is trapped in slavery. What about slaves? Reflexively shrinking, although tens of millions of people are gone! Ladies and gentlemen, today because of Wei Luo's vain words, I want to put Wei Luo to death. Whew-"

When she said this, she let out a sneer, "However, the reason why the people of the world are called scholars is that they have the arrogance that they would rather bend than bend!" There is arrogance that despises the powerful! There is arrogance to distinguish between right and wrong, to do something, and not to do something! Although Wei Luo died as a slave, I am afraid that future generations will talk about it, but he is also a dignified man! And all the sons, I am afraid that the world will laugh at you! ”

Wei Luo's voice was loud, and she said this with a rainbow of momentum, and slowly stepped forward, she walked in front of Gongzi Jingling, knelt down, leaned forward, stretched out her head, and said loudly: "Gongzi Daci, Luo doesn't want Gongzi to be embarrassed, the head is here, please take it!" ”

After saying this, Wei Luo, who lowered his head and lay motionless on the ground, tightly pressed the bamboo sword in his sleeve pocket.

In silence, the prince of Jingling stared at Wei Luo quietly.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Yes, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Among all the people, only he understands Wei Luo, and only he can hear it, Wei Luo's words are impassioned on the surface, but there are thorns in every word.

Wei Luo, a child, pointed out that he was afraid of death in an impassioned manner, but in some cases, he would rather die than give in. Why, because although she is a slave, she is a wise man who has not made mistakes, has a status and talent, but the 'master believes in it' and misjudges her as a slave.

Therefore, she does not admit that she is a slave, she considers herself a scholar. Because she is a soldier and not a slave, she has the right to insist on her own views and insist on her own style.

Then, she kept saying that she was arrogant, and kept saying that as a 'scholar', she would rather bend than bend, despise the powerful, and know right from wrong. She's stirring up the sympathy of the Magi and the Swordsmen!

Not only that, but she also said, 'Shrink from yourself, although thousands of people go to me!' ''Distinguish between right and wrong, do something, and do nothing'. When she put her behavior at the highest point of morality, even if the Marquis of Jin was here, he wouldn't dare to kill her! Can't kill her!

Because, if you kill her, the son who quarrels with her will be spit on by the wise men of the world!

As mentioned earlier, this era is an era that likes to argue. What are the skills of the famous masters of the hundreds of schools? Its fame in later generations as 'white horses and non-horses' is completely a kind of strong rhetoric, at least, it is a war of words that is not beneficial to the country's politics and people's livelihood.

But this is the case, and this kind of useless argument has also been carried forward in this era, and a sect has been established. Why? Because people at the time established their own worldview and outlook on life through debate. A point of view is correct if there is no way to refute it.

For example, Wei Luo now, after she said such a thing, if she wants to kill her, you must first convince her, and by the way, convince the majority of people before they can be executed. If you want to kill her regardless of the compulsion, it will be laughed at by the world, despised by the world, and disallowed by the wise man and swordsman, and will be recorded by the historian for future generations to spit on.

If it weren't for this kind of world situation, there wouldn't be so many people in this era who tease the monarch in the palm of their hands. The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which can accommodate hundreds of schools of thought, all kinds of completely different, and even divergent theories and views, really has an openness and tolerance that we modern people can hardly imagine for talented people.

Wei Luo's words were gushing, and everyone looked at each other.

At this time, people generally like to speak at length, and as a superior person, they do not have the habit of easily interrupting others' long speeches. So, so many nobles just watched Wei Luo talk endlessly, aggressively.

Now, everyone was looking at Wei Luo, who was lying motionless on the ground. Several sons wanted to discuss with her, and looked back at their respective diners, only to find that more than half of them were looking at Wei Luo with bright eyes and appreciation. Thinking about it again, they found that what Wei Luo said was really difficult to refute.

A few sons were still hesitating, but everyone was staring, waiting for their reaction.

I don't know how long it took for Gongzi Jingyang to laugh, "It's really different, no wonder the eighth brother is willing to stand up for you." ”

It's a side towel.

Then, the other two sons who had just spoken to persecute the prince of Jingling also said: "It's very good." "What a good thing to say!"

They were so angry that they were about to vomit blood, but they had to show a tolerant and magnanimous appearance. No way, who called them sons? How can a dignified son not be able to stand the accusations of a person of insight? If you don't have such a mind, how can you be worthy of being a son?

At this time, a wise man stood behind the tenth prince, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Wei Luo, and shouted loudly: "Wei Luo Xiao'er, why do you say that my son is a villain?" If so, be detailed. If you don't say it, everything you say is in vain! ”

Finally there is a sober person.

From beginning to end, the beginning of the matter was Wei Luo's scolding of the tenth prince as a 'villain'. If she can explain it, then it's okay to say, if she can't explain it, then what she said is all nonsense.

The Ten Princes' spirits perked up, and all the Princes stared at Wei Luo with burning eyes.

Wei Luo crossed his hands and sneered: "For the son, he should be like Jingling, Wu can go down to the city, and Wen can be Anbang." Like the tenth prince, he bullied the lonely king who left home, insulted his own concubines, and asked for sex when he opened his mouth. If the prince of Jin is like him, the destruction of the country will not be far away! Such a son who only wants to be happy, does not want to make progress, covets beauty, does not save face for the country, and even attracts assassins to kill his brother, who is not a villain? ”

As soon as Wei Luo's words came out, all the fields were quiet.

The Magi frowned and pondered for a long time, glanced at his son-in-law, and found that there was really no way to refute it. Although the actions of the Ten Sons are extremely common among the sons of all countries. Although Wei Luo's words are quite exaggerated. But common is common, exaggeration is exaggeration, common or exaggerated, it doesn't mean that what Wei Luo said is wrong. People like Shi Gongzi can only be described as villains.

So, he had to fork his hands and sit down slowly.

Under the gaze of everyone, the tenth prince finally gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "I was wrong, what you said is very good. ”

As soon as the words of the tenth prince came out, the wise men standing on both sides of the nobles nodded again and again and discussed in a low voice, "Good." ”

"Although Jin is luxurious, the monarch is not a tyrant, and the prince can tolerate people." "Wonderful! The lower can speak, the upper can accept, and Jin is not far from hegemony. ”

In a large area of praise and joy, Jingling Gongzi stared deeply at Wei Luo. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times before he said slowly: "You are not guilty, get up." ”

"Yes."

Wei Luo answered clearly and slowly raised his head.