"This seems a little cruel!”
"What do you know? These Confucian scholars broke the law first, and according to the crime, they should be executed!”
"Prince Changfeng only killed them and did not implicate their families. This is already the greatest mercy!”
"Didn't you see this group of people? Even now, they're still slandering His Majesty and the tyrant.”
"But Great Qin's laws are indeed quite harsh!”
"Even if the Confucian scholars were in the wrong, it would be fine if they only killed the chief culprit. Killing so many people would violate the heavens!”
It had to be said that this group of Confucian disciples had a pretty good appearance. After their performance, they stirred up the sympathy of many onlookers.
The Confucian scholars 'thoughts gradually became active.
As expected, there are still many people in this world who favor our scholarly faction.
A thug like Young Master Changfeng would not last long even if he could be proud for a while.
At that time, we will definitely multiply his atrocities by a hundred or a thousand times and let him go down in infamy for a thousand years!
And that tyrant Ying Zheng, if it wasn't for his indulgence, how could Ying Changfeng have been running amok for so long?
"Your Majesty, the situation doesn't seem to be good.”
"Do you want me to arrange a few people to take down these people?”
Hearing the voices of the crowd, Zhang Han, who was originally enjoying the show, couldn't help but feel depressed.
"It's fine. Since Changfeng dares to do this in public, he must have some confidence.”
"If you act rashly, you'll only be a hindrance!”
Ying Zheng waved his hand and said calmly.
The current Ying Zheng was becoming more and more interested in his son.
This kid's methods are not bad!
This good show of luring the ruler into the trap and killing the heart was getting more and more interesting.
His trip out of the palace was not in vain!
"Your Highness, what do you think?"
In the center of the crowd, Nesten asked in a panic.
Due to the support of the crowd, those great Confucians who were about to yield suddenly became unyielding again. Instead, they displayed an 'unyielding' appearance and once again won a lot of sympathy.
"Ding! Due to the unrepentant Confucian scholar, the host's guard has successfully turned into a secret guard!”
"Dark is good!"
Ying Changfeng smiled coldly.
"Lord internal history, there's no need to worry!"
"This group of pedantic scholars, no matter how they pretend on the outside, they are all cowards in their bones!”
"Pass on my meaning. As long as you take the initiative to step forward and expose the crimes of the others, you can temporarily avoid death!”
"I won't say anything. I'll behead one every half an incense's time!
As for the rest, give me eighteen punishments and take turns to entertain them!”
"I want to see if their bones are really hard enough!”
said Ying Changfeng indifferently.
"Yes!"
The blackened secret guards cupped their hands and promised loudly.
As secret guards who specialized in investigation, they were extremely proficient in all kinds of punishments. The so-called ten great tortures were just small tricks in front of them.
The Confucian scholars who had been holding on were instantly unable to hold on.
"Ying Changfeng, you tyrant! No matter how hard you torture us, we will never yield!”
Seeing that his fellow disciples were becoming more and more afraid of the cruel punishment, a great scholar from Qi who had some connection with the Confucius Residence raised his head and roared loudly.
However, what welcomed him was a shiny sword hilt!
"Puff!"
Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, Ying Changfeng had pierced through the heart of this great scholar with a casual sword move. He couldn't be more dead.
"Too much nonsense!"
"Everyone, is there anyone who is willing to confess their crimes? You can also prove the sins of others!”
"As long as you can satisfy this young master, you can avoid death!”
"As for those who stubbornly resist, I can guarantee that you will not die easily.”
Ying Changfeng took the headscarf of a dead scholar and wiped the blood off the sword.
"You tyrant, you will definitely die a horrible death!”
"We will sacrifice our lives for justice and never yield!”
"The heavens will punish you for your sins!”
Amidst the uproar, several great Confucians scrambled to jump out, trying to perform well in front of the crowd to regain the face they had lost by lowering their heads.
"That's right. It seems that there are still a few scholars who aren't afraid of death!”
Ying Changfeng waved his hand, and Dian Wei and the others who were standing on the side had already chopped down their long sabers.
In the blink of an eye, these "indignant" Confucians had already gone to the netherworld to accompany Shu Suntong and the others.
The head that rolled on the ground was still in disbelief.
They had never thought that Ying Changfeng would be so ruthless even though they had received so much support from him.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have forced himself to save face!
These were the last thoughts of this group of people before they took their last breath.
Unfortunately, they no longer had the chance to regret it.
"Is there anyone willing to confess now?”
"A friendly reminder, this Young Master's patience isn't very good. If I don't say anything more, in the time for an incense stick to burn, all of you can die together!”
Ying Changfeng glanced at the group of Confucian Sect bullsh * t cultivators, who were shivering in fear after seeing the heads on the ground.
Wherever his gaze passed, the members of the Confucian Sect retreated. Some were so frightened that they peed and defecated, emitting an extremely unpleasant stench!
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