Chapter 702 Waiting

Zhao Yiming and his party traveled very fast. It took only seven days to reach the brand new Changling City, and the people in the city spontaneously welcomed them out.

Changling City adopts the model of military and political integration, with the city lord commanding everything. This first-generation city lord is Sun Zhihao's confidant Yang Jian. This guy has been Sun Zhihao's deputy general for 30 years.

Sun Yunli, the crown prince of Fanxing Empire, also arrived here early. At this time, he was leading officials to respectfully wait in front of the city.

As soon as he saw Zhao Yiming, he made a big salute and said: "Brother-in-law's great kindness will be unforgettable by everyone in our Star Empire. This time, my brother-in-law went into danger alone and escorted back the culprit of the defeat of Changling. I can't wait to be grateful." "

If not for the fact that this guy could talk, what was originally an act of revenge by the Mingjiao due to a conflict of interests turned into a fearless act of heroism for the people of the Starry Empire, who understood the righteousness and went into danger alone.

Everyone was carrying the sedan chair, so of course Zhao Yiming would not expose it. He was not making himself uncomfortable. He said with a smile: "We are all a family, so it is superfluous to say this.

However, some people don’t regard themselves as a family. This time I found that someone in Tianhai was colluding with them. Unfortunately, I didn’t find out who did it? "

What he said was very subtle, and coupled with the rumors from a while ago, it was confirmed that King Tianhai colluded with the Confucian sect to plot something evil.

If King Tianhai colludes with anyone, he is likely to gain support among the people. Only colluding with Confucianism is an unforgivable crime, because the hatred between the two sides is as deep as the sea.

Within a few days, Zhao Yiming's words spread throughout the Starry Empire, and King Tianhai became like a street rat, with everyone shouting to beat him up.

At this time, soldiers had already escorted these Confucian scholars out, although all their kung fu skills had been destroyed, and for safety reasons, all their hamstrings were cut off.

Now each person is sitting in a prison car. The first step is to parade through the streets. Anyway, the person has been handed over at this time, and no matter what kind of humiliation it is, it has nothing to do with Zhao Yiming.

A trembling old lady smashed an egg into Ye Jingsheng's face and cried, "You bastard who deserves to be killed a thousand times, please give my son his life."

Ye Jingsheng sat cross-legged in the prison car, letting the egg white scratch his face without reaching out to wipe it. He looked at the old people who kept throwing rotten vegetables at him, and for the first time he felt a trace of regret in his heart.

Yang Jian said loudly at this time: "I can understand your mood. They will parade on the streets for a day. You can use various methods to humiliate them, but you cannot take their lives.

In seven days we will hold a grand ceremony to commemorate the souls of the millions of soldiers who died in the war, as well as the millions of civilians who were later killed because of them. We will use their hearts and minds to let those innocent souls rest in peace. "

Guo Xuanguang sighed in the prison car and said: "I didn't expect that they hate us to this extent. It is also our Confucianism's misfortune. These years of reading the books of sages have been in vain."

Chu Fei said with a pale face: "I have been blaming Zhao Yiming for not being trustworthy, but now it seems that he did the right thing. If I can use my life to calm the anger of these people, it will be worth it even if I am killed by a thousand cuts. "

Gao Yunfei said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "I was just a student during the Battle of Changling, and the same old man Ye was guilty. Why should I bear these responsibilities? I don't accept it."

Ye Jingsheng sighed softly and said: "Perhaps what Zhao Yiming said is right. Our Confucian sect is indeed rotten from the root. Come to think of it, I am really a villain. It is useless for me to guide others."

Not to mention the sighs of these guys here, Zhao Yiming followed Sun Yunli to the hotel where he lived. After entering the hotel alone, Sun Yunli's expression immediately changed.

He said with a worried face: "According to the reliable information we have received, the older generation of Confucian masters may interfere in this matter this time. With the personalities of these old men, they will definitely cause trouble during the ceremony."

Zhao Yiming looked at the worried Sun Yunli and said, "I wonder who they will come this time and what their skills are?"

Sun Yunli said very worriedly: "The people coming this time should be the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest. They are the top masters of the previous generation of Confucianism and have been living in seclusion in the Purple Bamboo Forest.

At that time, there were also powerful men who dominated the world. There were three saint-level powerhouses and four supreme-level powerhouses. However, due to special reasons, the saint-level powerhouses were in the capital and it was impossible for us to leave there.

However, when I came here this time, I had already sent a request for assistance to the magicians and the devil emperor of the magic sect at the same time. I didn’t know which of them would come out to help. "

Zhao Yiming frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you a representative of the evil alliance? Aren't they going to send someone there to help you?"

Sun Yunli shook his head helplessly and said: "The evil alliances are very disunified, with many different opinions. They are arguing with each other, and coupled with external involvement, it is impossible to send anyone."

Zhao Yiming hesitated and said: "But at this time, we have to shoot the arrow on the string, and we can't think so much anymore. The soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it. When the time comes, just take one step at a time!"

I don’t really care about the Supreme Realm. After all, I have three senior brothers here, and I can barely deal with one of them. But those three Saint-level experts are really giving us a headache. I hope the Demon Sect won’t let them. We are disappointed. "

The two people were sighing here. It was at a critical moment that they realized that their foundation was weak. Due to various restrictions, there were really no top experts.

After the group of people wandered the streets, they were imprisoned directly in a prison. The prison had three floors inside and three floors outside. The defense was extremely tight, but in the eyes of a real expert, this kind of defense was nothing.

At this time, in an inn, seven old men were sitting there. Each of these seven people exuded the aroma of books. It was very obvious that they were people who had read poetry and books.

Each of them looked very solemn. They had also seen the parade just now. They did not expect that the people here hated Confucianism so much.

If the seven of them hadn't been too old and finally won the sympathy of the inn owner, even staying in the hotel would have been a problem for them.

Just like that, the waiter didn't want to see them, and didn't even give them a basin of hot water. Finally, one of the old men made it clear that they were from the New Confucianism sect, and the waiter's attitude became a little better.

And when these old men scanned the prison with their spiritual consciousness, their frowns became even more severe. Although the prison's defense was nothing to them, the situation outside gave them a headache.