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  The Duke of Jingling has arrived!

  Wei Luo swiftly turned her head to look at a carriage that was slowly entering the square, without blinking an eye!

  She never knew she would one day yearn for someone's arrival so much.

  She never thought that there would be a moment when she heard the name of Jingling Gongzi, she would be so moved, so relieved, and so looking forward to it!

  The Duke of Jingling has arrived!

  All the nobles turned their heads, looking at the slowly stopping carriage in unison. Many of them even stood up, with a flattering expression on their faces.

  The young ladies' eyes shone brightly as they gazed eagerly at the person who was slowly getting down from the carriage, and many of them had already blushed.

  The expression on Princess Jiang's face also changed, she shrunk her thick face, which had buried her five senses, towards the back and sides with difficulty, and beads of sweat began to seep out from the tip of her nose, sweeping away her previous disdainful and arrogant gaze.

  Wei Luo was just a glance away, and suddenly everyone in the scene had a hint of fear.

  When all the nobles were retreating into the shadows, Wei Luo did not retreat, but instead took a step forward, fully exposing herself to the light.

  In the darkness, a man in black robes with golden trim walked slowly, astonishingly, there was not even one attendant or swordsman by his side.

  Looking at that figure which had transformed from darkness to brightness, appearing majestic and awe-inspiring beyond compare, Wei Luo unknowingly revealed a face full of eagerness, a face full of hope.

  Before long, the young master of Jingling appeared leisurely in the lamplight and stopped at a distance of fifty meters from the crowd.

  Almost simultaneously, all the nobles stood up, and that one who was momentarily careless with Princess Jiang stumbled forward while struggling to get up, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, two swordsmen rushed out of the darkness and held her up, helping her stand steadily.

  The nobles stood up straight, bowed their heads, clasped their hands, and loudly flattered, "We have met the young master of Jingling!"

  The face of the Duke of Jingling, carved like a sculpture, had a faint, almost imperceptible smile. Seeing everyone bowing to him, he nodded slightly and then ignored them.

  He strode up to the main seat in front of the crowd and sat down with a flourish on the empty throne in the center.

  Not until he sat down did the other nobles slowly sit up, each with one buttock half off the seat and an expression of reverence.

  Jingling Gongzi's eyes, like a quiet night, calmly swept over the crowd. His hands slightly supported his knees, and he leaned forward slightly, turning to Wei Luo with an ambiguous smile that seemed to hold a hint of amusement as he glanced at her.

  He's indicating for you to speak up!

  It was also unknown why Wei Luo suddenly understood the meaning of his gaze.

  She hastily retreated three steps, went down on one knee, clasped her hands together and bowed her head, saying loudly: "Young Master, I have something unclear!"

  Jingling Gongzi glanced at her lightly and stroked the wine jug with his slender hand, saying: "Speak."

  Wei Luo raised her head, her bright eyes locked onto the handsome face of Prince Jing, and she said loudly: "Although I am a lowly person, I was given to you by someone else and also obtained your permission to handle matters! At this point, I have already become your slave! As your slave, how can I be easily taken away and trampled on by others?"

  Wei Luo said up to here, in her bright and sparkling eyes, a hint of cunning flashed by quickly. Her voice rose, and she said sternly: "The young master has established his power in the world, and everyone who hears about it is impressed! But when did others start being able to freely enter and exit the young master's mansion, and be able to capture or kill people at will?"

  Wei Luo's words were spoken clearly and loudly, and after they were uttered, they echoed repeatedly in the empty square.

  All the dignitaries were silent, and the stout chief attendant who stood behind the Duke of Jingling with his head bowed was already drenched in sweat. Princess He and Jiang also had pale faces.

  This is a blatant provocation! She's questioning the prestige of the Duke of Jingling in front of everyone, forcing the Duke of Jingling to take responsibility for herself and save her from the clutches of that poisonous woman Jiang!

  Yes, she is forcing him.

  The glance that the young master of Jingling had just cast, for some reason, made Wei Luo clearly feel that he was hinting to her to seek his help, to beg for mercy. However, Wei Luo did not want to do so.

  Because she can't take risks, she can't rely on the kindness of Duke Jingling! This is a matter of life and death, she must use the most secure and effective means!

  She knew that in such a public occasion, among hundreds of dignitaries, the face and dignity of the Duke of Jingling would be more important than anything else, so even if she doubted him, he would have to stand up for himself.

  Wei Luo finished speaking and stood up straight with her back erect, her eyes gleaming as she stared at the Prince of Jingling.

  Jingling Gongzi lazily looked at her, lazily looking.

  In an atmosphere so quiet that even breathing seemed suppressed, he finally spoke slowly, "Good."

  He admitted it!

  Wei Luo let out a low sigh, she could no longer hold on, and hastily bowed her head, her body leaning forward in a deep bow, saying in a loud and extremely respectful voice: "Young Master is brilliant!"

  Jingling Gongzi looked at her kneeling in front of him and said lightly: "Kneel!"

  "Promise!"

  Wei Luo quietly responded and then remained motionless, continuing to kneel in this manner. It was clear that this was his punishment.

  Jingling Gongzi dealt with Wei Luo and then carelessly raised his head, he picked up the wine from the table and slowly savored a mouthful.

  In a tranquil atmosphere, he smiled faintly and said, "Day and night feasts are set up, and wine streams are also set up in the square! This young master actually doesn't know that we Jin people have become so extravagant!"

  All the nobles lowered their heads, none of them daring to meet his gaze.

  The Duke of Jingling's eyes swept over the crowd of young women at the Jiuxi banquet, and as soon as he did, a nobleman immediately shouted in a trembling voice: "Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!"

  The maidens were given permission, and they hastily put down the bamboo tubes on their heads, struggling to get up. They had been kneeling for too long, and their legs had gone numb. With this sudden stand-up, many of them fell over, and all that could be heard was the sound of "crash crash" as the bamboo tubes hit the ground, and the sound of wine splashing everywhere. In an instant, the place was in complete disarray.

  The Prince of Queling watched the scene with an expressionless face until all the ladies stood up, hastily picked up their bamboo tubes and retreated. Only then did he say lightly: "From now on, there must be no more Wine Creek in Jin State!"

  The nobles were taken aback at first, but then simultaneously responded in unison: "Agreed!"

  For them, it's nothing if Jingling Gongzi doesn't get angry and cancels the appointment at Jiuxi Creek.

  After shouting, the nobles again lowered their heads in unison and hid themselves one by one in a place where the Duke of Jingling couldn't see them.

  Jingling Gongzi turned his eyes slowly and stared at He and Jiang Gongzhu with a blank expression.

  She and Princess Jiang had killed countless people, extremely ruthless and poisonous, but when facing the calm and waveless handsome face of Prince Gong of Jingling, the only thing she could feel was overwhelming terror.

  Unconsciously, she started to tremble, with a trembling body like that of Princess Ginger, and suddenly the several in front of her were shaken.

  Jingling Gongzi stared at her, finally speaking up, "He Jiang, you are a member of the He tribe. Your sister is my father's concubine, and your entire tribe has surrendered to Jin for half a year now?"

  "Yes."

  The Duke of Jingling lowered his eyebrows and said lightly, "In the past six months, you have purchased thirty boys and girls, all of whom were tortured to death and their skulls made into wine vessels. I heard that two months ago, you no longer liked boys and girls, but instead preferred scholars?"

  Her face turned pale, her thick nostrils flared repeatedly, her thin lips twitched, wanting to say something explanatory, but couldn't make a sound for the time being.

  Jingling Gongzi's soft voice floated in the night sky, above the head of Wei Luo who was still kneeling on the ground. "You didn't dare to lay a hand on Xian Shi, but I heard that there are literate people among your slaves. You were delighted to ask for them and have already taken seven people into custody, making them serve as wine vessels?"

  His voice was faint and soft, and his handsome face was also very calm.

  "Knock, knock, knock, knock..." A sudden rapid sound of teeth chattering came, and it was Princess Jiang's teeth that were chattering. She trembled and trembled, her fat body could no longer support itself, and with a loud "thud", she fell heavily backwards, pressing down on the several people behind her. Fortunately, the noble lady sitting behind her disliked her body odor and kept a distance, so she didn't get hit.

  Jingling Gongzi did not raise his eyes, he carefully took a sip of wine and continued to speak calmly: "The He tribe is just a barbarian, although they have 30,000 armors, I Jingling only need 3,000 soldiers to destroy them completely. In the past, my father Hou had a kind heart and did not want to start killing, so he allowed you to surrender. Now, you are committing brutal acts in my new fields, killing scholars who know what is right, making scholars from all over say that my father Hou is like Zhou of Shang!"

  His voice was calm and peaceful, but that faint, cold tone seemed to carry far in the silence, and for some reason, all the nobles shivered simultaneously, feeling a chill run down their spines.

  "The son of Jingling didn't even raise his eyes and continued to say: 'Talents are the foundation of a country! Virtue is the foundation of a ruler! For the sake of Jin, for the sake of my father's marquisate, I cannot tolerate you.'"

  Just as he said that, Jiang Gongzhu, feeling the crisis of death, could no longer care about being afraid. She struggled to get up and shouted in a shrill voice: "Jingling, do you dare to kill me? My sister is the most beloved concubine of the king! My brother is the Grand Preceptor! Our clan has made great contributions to the Jin Dynasty! Do you dare to kill me?"

  Her voice was sharp and hoarse, with a desperate and shrill cry that echoed far away in the night sky, like the hooting of an owl.

  The Duke of Jingling did not respond. He waited until he had finished howling with Princess Jiang, then calmly said: "Who is willing to take action?"

  He is asking all the noble people in the square!

  It wasn't until then that the nobles realized that there was not even a single swordsman by Jingling's side, let alone soldiers.

  However, although they realized this point, they did not dare to do what he wanted. In the blink of an eye, Wei Luo heard seven or eight voices calling out in unison: "Young Master, I am willing to take action!" "Such a vicious woman, willing to replace Young Master to get rid of her!"

  In the midst of the chaotic and noisy shouting, Prince Jingling waved his hand, and as soon as he raised it, all the voices stopped abruptly.

  He raised his head, slowly got up, and said faintly: "Father Cong, beheading is also acceptable!"

  Among the envy of many nobles, a tall and slender noble in his late 20s, who was sitting in the back row on one knee, stood up with a look of surprise and delight. He clasped his hands together and shouted loudly: "Father Cong leads the young master's order!"

  Wei Luo was stunned and discovered that Jing Ling was walking slowly towards the carriage.

  Without waiting for his orders, she had already scrambled up three times and two times, dusting off the dirt on her knees. Wei Luo trotted after him, following closely behind Jingling Gongzi's back as they ran into the darkness.

  Behind them, the fat steward had already collapsed to the ground, limp as a rag. From start to finish, the young master of Jingling never looked at him, but he knew that this little one was indeed someone from the Jingling young master's mansion. Such people, whether alive or dead, neither they themselves nor their backers have the qualifications to intervene. But they intervened. Therefore, punishment is still to come!