East of Xianyang City.
In front of the school gate.
Even though the signboard had not been erected yet, the huge gate was noticed by passersby.
Today.
This concern was exaggerated by several times!
Thousands of figures stood outside the gate!
Within the academy.
Duanmu Rong stood there solemnly.
The servants and students behind him looked nervous as they guarded the door tightly. Looking at the huge crowd, a sense of impending disaster filled their faces!
Seeing that more and more people were gathering, Duanmu Rong could only warn them coldly.
"This academy was established under the orders of the Seventh Young Master.”
With that said.
The commoners 'expressions changed and they subconsciously retreated in fear!
Even if they were just watching the show, they did not mind the matter getting bigger.
The commoners and servants also knew the depth of this!
In the past few days.
The Seventh Young Master's reputation had spread throughout Xianyang, even to the old territories of the six states!
He destroyed the Mo family alone.
He had the Nine Dragons Token!
With the support of supreme power, the terrifying legends condensed into a huge phantom in the hearts of the people. There was only reverence!
When talking about the other young masters, they were mostly respectful.
This was the difference brought about by his natural royal identity.
But speaking of the Seventh Young Master…
Regardless of whether it was the city or the court, they only dared to show respect!
As all kinds of people retreated.
At the foot of the stone steps outside the door, the figures of many Confucians completely appeared!
Not only did they not show any fear, but they also showed a sense of righteous disdain!
The leader even sneered and stepped forward!
"Humph. Seventh Young Master?"
"You remnant of the Mohist Rebellion, how dare you use the reputation of the Seventh Young Master to threaten us? It was a great sin for this academy to pass on the teachings of the Mohist school!”
"You bewitched the descendants of the emperor and committed such a heinous act, which is a capital crime!!!”
A loud shout rang out.
The surrounding commoners were shocked!
Some of the students in the academy were pale!
Even if the person who came did not dare to speak out the Seventh Young Master's guilt, he still used the identity of the Mo Family to start questioning her. Duanmu Rong was instantly stared at by thousands of eyes, and heated discussions erupted!
" Remnant of the Mo Family?!"
"This woman actually dared to bewitch the seventh young master. She's really bold!”
"Sigh, I didn't expect the famous Seventh Young Master to be bewitched by a woman!”
"A hero can't be stopped by a beauty. That woman's beauty is understandable."
"I think the people of the school are going to be arrested and punished!”
......
In just a few seconds, the public opinion was buzzing!
Thousands of gazes stared at him.
Even Duanmu Rong was angered by the strange speculations, let alone the ordinary people in the school!
she
She was actually seen as the woman who won the battle!
In front of everyone's criticism, there was no way to refute!
He looked at the leader again.
Seeing that he was dressed in a long robe and his actions were restrained, it was obvious that he looked like a Confucian scholar.
Duanmu Rong's eyes were filled with grief and indignation!
She would never have thought that.
The biggest disaster that the opening of this academy had attracted was not the courtiers 'henchmen, but the Confucians who were also of great heritage!
The Confucians who had once regarded themselves as benevolent.
After the destruction of the Mo Family, he had spoken out in front of thousands of people and severely punished a remnant like her, Spark. He was really decisive and ruthless to the extreme.
Was this the so-called gentlemanly style?
At this moment.
Had he finally torn apart his hypocrite face?
Duanmu Rong looked at him with a cold smile, sadness surging in her heart.
He recalled the past.
The Mo Family actually had the same name as this mob, they only felt ashamed!
All kinds of emotions surged.
At this moment, Duanmu Rong stood in front of the door, facing all kinds of speculations and pressure as a weak woman. It was as if she had returned to the battle that night, and her heart was filled with grief and indignation.
Seeing that the situation had been set, strange figures scuttled in the surrounding crowd.
Ying Zhan never came.
What academy?
Spreading Mohism to benefit the people?
Everything seemed like a joke. Duanmu Rong gradually felt that she had been fooled by Ying Zhan.
The students and servants behind him also started to look timid.
Under the finger of a thousand people.
More and more people nodded and fled in shame!
Around them.
With dozens of Confucians as the leaders, they burst into laughter!
"Hahaha!"
"A bunch of cowards who dare to call themselves the Academy!”
"Hehe, how would they know how difficult it is to seek Dao?”
"The Mohist rebels have been destroyed, and this evil desire can't escape punishment!”
"The situation is already gone. Let's see who still dares to associate with these rebels?!”
His laughter gradually became unbridled!
Duanmu Rong clenched her fists tightly. She finally saw the true colors of the so-called literati!
The laughter around them was extremely ear-piercing.
It continued to expand and spread!
He watched!
There were less than ten people left in the academy, and they were all servants of the Seventh Young Master's mansion!
That lonely figure.
Under the gaze of thousands of people, it seemed so thin and weak, as if it would scatter with a blow!
In front of the school gate.
They were completely immersed in wild laughter!
At this moment.
A lazy voice came from the outside, instantly suppressing the laughter around them!
"Who said…The people in the academy are rebels?"
The voice wasn't loud, it was even very peaceful.
However, the crowd on the periphery instantly converged and even hurriedly made way for them!
Those who didn't know what was going on looked back in surprise.
However, when she saw who it was, she immediately restrained her expression in fear and obediently stepped aside!
In just a few breaths.
The laughter that was almost impossible to stop actually fell silent!
Thousands of people surrounded them.
He even forcefully opened up a path, as if he was the Grim Reaper!
Only the Confucians.
They looked at each other in surprise.
He followed the path that had been cleared.
Finally, they saw a luxurious carriage slowly approaching. Beside the carriage, there was an old man with a mechanical arm that caught their attention. There were also several extremely capable figures protecting him tightly.
The token hanging on his waist had the word "Jin" carved on it!
With just one glance.
The Confucians 'smiles disappeared, and their eyes widened in shock.
"Jinyiwei?"
The leader could not help but exclaim!
He said.
The surroundings were already as silent as cicadas in winter!
The only people who dared to wear this kind of waist token were the recently infamous Jinyiwei!
On the carriage.
The Seven Young Masters of Great Qin would definitely win!
At this moment!
The Confucianists felt immense pressure, and their expressions became extremely nervous. They subconsciously wanted to dodge, as if a carriage was coming alone, its might surpassing thousands of troops!
The leader also had a solemn expression as he gritted his teeth and signaled with his eyes!
So it was.
Dozens of Confucian scholars barely managed to stabilize their expressions and stood stiffly, completely ignoring the gazes around them!
That look.
Compared to the previous students of the school, it was even better!
In the silence.
Only the sound of the carriage slowly approaching could be heard. The thousands of people were stunned and speechless!
Looking at this scene.
Duanmu Rong, who was inside the palace gate, was also stunned.
Her clear eyes that were almost in despair were filled with uncontrollable surprise and joy, as if she had seen something unbelievable that exceeded all her expectations.
At the same time, it was as if he had seen the morning sun, and the light of hope faintly appeared.
Until…
He witnessed the snow-white figure slowly getting out of the car.
Duanmu Rong was completely stunned.
Seventh Young Master.
really came
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