Chapter 702: wait

Zhao Yiming and his party traveled very fast, and it took only seven days to reach the brand new Changling City, and the people in the city greeted them spontaneously.
Changling City adopts a unified military and political model, with the city lord in charge. This first generation of city lord is Sun Zhihao's confidant Yang Jian, this guy has been Sun Zhihao's lieutenant for 30 years.
And Sun Yunli, the Crown Prince of the Starry Empire, arrived here early. At this time, he was leading the officials and respectfully waiting in front of the city.
As soon as he saw Zhao Yiming, he gave a big gift and said: "Brother-in-law is great, my star empire is unforgettable. This time, my brother-in-law committed a risk alone and escorted back the culprit of Changling's defeat. I am very grateful. "
If you don't say that this guy can talk, Mingjiao was originally an act of revenge because of a conflict of interest, but here it became a deep sense of justice and a fearless heroic act for the people of the Star Empire.
Everyone carries the sedan chair. Of course, Zhao Yiming will not expose it. It is not because he is uncomfortable for himself. He laughed and said: "We are all a family, and it is unnecessary to say this.
But some people don't think of themselves as a family. I discovered that someone in Tianhai colluded with them this time, but unfortunately I didn't find out who did it? "
He said this very implicitly, coupled with the rumors and rumors a while ago, this made it possible for Tianhaiwang to collude with Confucianism and plot something wrong.
If Tianhai King colludes with anyone, it is possible to get support among the people. Only the crime of colluding with Confucianism is unforgivable, because the two sides have a deep hatred.
Within a few days, Zhao Yiming's words spread throughout the entire starry empire, and Heavenly Sea King became a rat crossing the street.
At this time, some soldiers had taken these Confucian scholars out, although all their kung fu had been abolished, and for safety reasons, all their hamstrings had been broken.
Now everyone is sitting in a prison car. The first step is to parade. Anyway, at this time, the people have already been handed over. No matter what kind of humiliation, Zhao Yiming has nothing to do.
A trembling old lady smashed an egg on Ye Jingsheng's face, crying and said: "You who should kill a thousand knives, you pay my son's life."
Ye Jingsheng sat cross-legged on the prison cart, letting the egg whites run across his face, and did not reach out to wipe it. He looked at the old people who kept throwing rotten vegetables at him, and for the first time there was a trace of regret in his heart.
Yang Jian said loudly at this time: "I can understand your feelings. They will parade all day. You can use various methods to humiliate them, but you can't kill them.
Seven days later, we will hold a ceremony to commemorate the millions of soldiers who died in battle, and the millions of people who were later killed because of them. We will use their hearts and livers to let those souls rest in peace. "
Guo Xuanguang sighed in the prison car and said: "I really didn't expect them to hate us to such a degree. It is also the misfortune of our Confucian school. These years are really worth reading the sages."
Chu Fei said with a pale face: "I have been blaming Zhao Yiming for not being creditworthy. Now it seems that he has done the right thing. If I can use my life to calm the anger of these people, it will be worth a thousand swords. "
Gao Yunfei said with dissatisfaction: "I was only a student at the time of the Changling Battle, and I was the same old man who was guilty. Why should I bear these responsibilities? I don't accept it."
Ye Jingsheng sighed slightly and said, "Maybe that Zhao Yiming is right. Our Confucian school is indeed rotten from the roots. Think about it, I'm really a villain, and I'm going to guide others in vain."
Not to mention these guys sighing here, Zhao Yiming followed Sun Yunli to the hotel where he was staying. After entering the hotel alone, Sun Yunli's expression immediately changed.
He said with a worried face: "According to the reliable information we have obtained, this time the Confucian masters of the old generation will probably intervene in this time. With the character of these old people, they will definitely make trouble during the ceremony."
Zhao Yiming looked at the worried Sun Yunli and said, "I don't know who they will be coming over this time. What are their skills?"
Sun Yunli was very worried and said: "This time it should be the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove. They are the top masters of the previous generation of Confucianism and have been living in seclusion in the Zizhu Grove.
At that time, he was also a powerhouse in the world. There were three Saint-level powerhouses and four Supreme-level powerhouses. For special reasons, the Saint-level powerhouse was in the capital, and it was impossible to leave there.
However, when I came this time, I had already sent out a request for assistance to the magician and the emperor of the Demon Sect at the same time, and I didn't know who would come out to help. "
Zhao Yiming frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you the representative of the evil alliances? Wouldn't they send people to help you."
Sun Yunli shook his head helplessly and said: "The evil alliances are very inconsistent within, and many opinions are different. The wrangling between each other and the involvement from the outside makes it impossible to send people."
Zhao Yiming hesitated and said: "But at this time we have to send arrows on the strings, and we can't think about that much anymore. Soldiers will stop them and the water will cover them. When the time comes, we will take one step as one step!
I don’t really care about the Supreme Realm. After all, I counted three seniors on my side, and I can barely deal with one, but those three Saint-level powerhouses really give us a headache. I hope the magic door will not let us. We are disappointed. "
The two people sighed and sighed here. It was really at a critical moment that they realized that their foundation was thin enough. Because of various restrictions, there was really no top expert.
The group of people was directly imprisoned in the jail after swimming the street. There were three and three floors inside the jail, and the defense was extremely tight, but this kind of defense was nothing in the eyes of real masters.
At this time, in an inn, seven old men were sitting there in danger. Each of these seven people exuded the fragrance of books. It was very obvious that they were full of poetry and books.
Each of them seemed very solemn, and they had seen the parade just now. They did not expect that the people here hated the Confucian school so much.
If the seven of them were not too old and finally won the sympathy of the innkeeper, they would even have a problem with staying in the hotel.
In this way, the Xiao Er didn't wait to see them, and he didn't give them a pot of hot water. In the end, it was one of the old men, who implicitly indicated that they were from the Neo-Confucian school, and the Xiao Er's attitude was better.
And when these elders swept through the prison with their spiritual sense, the brows were even more frowning. Although the defense of the prison was nothing to them, the external situation caused them a very headache.