In order to show the majesty of the court and express the royal concern for the people, Emperor Xianlong ordered that a group of grain merchants who were hoarding goods to make money difficult for the country be beheaded in the Western Market.

Suddenly many people came to watch.

"Good guys, these are all high-ranking officials and senior officials."

"Tsk, tsk, people are prone to misfortune and good fortune. It's really hard to say what fate is."

"Yes, who would have thought of it. But they are not worthy of sympathy at all, because they hoard goods and drive up food prices to benefit the country."

"Yes, this kind of person deserves to be killed!"

"Kill! Kill them all!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Since there were too many people involved in beheading, the executioner divided the prisoners into several rows and brought them forward one by one to kill them.

These wealthy businessmen were so frightened that they were shaking like chaff, and their bodies were as soft as a pile of mud.

The executioner pushed them down on the chopping block like chickens, and then swung the big knife down and their heads fell to the ground.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the smell of blood filled the air.

After one group was killed, another group came forward to kill them.

The people who were watching kept clapping their hands and cheering. For them, it was a happy thing to see the government killing people.

This can make their ordinary life exciting and can also temporarily vent their emotions.

After all, their lives have been affected to some extent since martial law.

Not to mention the price of food. With the skyrocketing price, ordinary people cannot even afford a bucket of rice.

"I heard that this is all thanks to Mr. Zhao."

"It was Lord Zhao who discovered that these profiteers were driving up food prices. If it weren't for Lord Zhao's wisdom, we might not be able to eat this cheap food."

"Yes, yes, we all have to thank Mr. Zhao."

In the Bad Man's Yamen, Zhao Xun is eating Xiao Long Bao.

He did not go to the West Market to watch the execution because he did not have this habit.

In this world, you can only live up to food and love.

Zhao Xun would rather spend more time tasting delicious food.

"Brother Mingyun's case is now considered to have come to an end."

Wangcai looks very happy.

After all, although Zhao Xun was nominally handling this case, Wangcai actually played a big role in it.

"Yes, I can breathe a sigh of relief after this case is over. This is the time when we need to be united in dealing with the outside world. Everyone has to work together."

Zhao Xun paused and said: "I just took this opportunity to ask the Sixth Senior Brother to send a message and invite the senior brothers and sisters from the academy to come and play in Chang'an City. It is understandable that the mountain chief is unwilling to move for the time being, but the senior brothers and sisters from the academy

It’s better to come first.”

"That's true. With so many masters around me, I feel more at ease."

Wangcai is very timid, so of course he would not miss the opportunity to take advantage of her.

"The people in the Demon Sect don't know what they are waiting for. Is it really the door of darkness?"

Zhao Xun suddenly remembered the fragment left by the high priest in Jie Li's ancient sea of ​​consciousness. After thinking hard for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

"Maybe it's just a gimmick?"

Wangcai scratched his head and said: "If you don't understand, just don't do it if you don't understand. Anyway, sooner or later there will be a fight, whether it's a mule or a horse, let's pull it out and run around. Brother Mingyun, don't worry too much. You have the protection of the mountain chief. What's the matter? I’m so scared. High Priest? I’m afraid he’s just a chicken and a dog. Relax, we Chang’an people are the best.”

"Stay steady and we can win."

From Dongyue Kingdom to Chang'an, the distance is thousands of miles.

Wei Wuji wanted to arrive, but it only took him an instant.

This is the magical power of top practitioners.

Essentially, this is a kind of teleportation technique, but people from different sects have different names for it, and the one that is transmitted in the end is magical.

Of course, Wei Wuji came to Chang'an because he saw an opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, rather than an invitation from the high priest of the Demon Sect.

To put it bluntly, he didn't care much about the so-called High Priest of the Demon Sect.

What the High Priest of the Demon Sect said was irrelevant to him.

There was only one thing he really cared about, and that was whether he could kill the dog emperor, Emperor Xianlong.

Emperor Xianlong and Wei Wuji had a bloody feud, and Wei Wuji devoted himself to practicing martial arts largely for revenge.

It's just that there is an academy in Chang'an, and the academy has a mountain chief.

It was impossible for the mountain chief to watch Emperor Xianlong being killed by an East Vietnamese.

Because this is related to the scholar’s ​​face.

So Wei Wuji has been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity where the mountain leader is forced to be distracted.

He needs helpers, he needs helpers to help him lure the mountain chief away.

The High Priest of the Demon Sect is the best choice.

Rather than saying that Wei Wuji came to show respect to the high priest at the invitation, it is better to say that the two of them got what they needed.

The Demon Sect has the purpose of the Demon Sect, and the Dongyue Sword Pavilion has the purpose of the Dongyue Sword Pavilion.

As long as both parties can achieve their goals, it's a win-win situation.

However, after Wei Wuji arrived in Chang'an, he did not go to see the high priest immediately. Instead, he went to a ruined temple to meet an old friend.

He met this old friend seventeen years ago. At that time, Wei Wuji had not yet achieved great success in martial arts, and his swordsmanship was not considered top-notch.

But that old friend said something to Wei Wuji, which had a profound impact on Wei Wuji.

That is, you can only protect your relatives and loved ones by becoming the strongest person in the world. Otherwise, you can only watch your beloved relatives and friends disappear from your side one by one.

From that moment on, Wei Wuji was immersed in the world of spiritual practice and devoted himself to martial arts.

Now that Wei Wuji's cultivation level is close to the strongest in the world, he wants to express his gratitude to this old friend.

"Junior brother, what do you mean by calling us all to Chang'an City? Is it because you are afraid that it will be inconvenient to call people in if there is a real fight? Don't worry, if there is any slight change in the situation, we will come to reinforce you."

The first words that Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan said after arriving in Chang'an City made Zhao Xun feel warm in his heart.

His senior brothers and sisters in the academy really have nothing to say about him, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as hard-working and uncomplaining.

"Haha, Third Senior Brother, I feel a little embarrassed when you say that."

Zhao Xun scratched his head in embarrassment: "I was actually really afraid that it would be inconvenient to fight and call people. But now it seems that I was overthinking it. In fact, it is a good thing for you to come to Chang'an for a while, and it will be good for a change of environment.

"

"When it comes to eloquence, if I don't agree with anyone, then I will obey you, my junior brother."

Long Qingquan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Second senior sister Liu Yingying took a step forward and said very forcefully: "Then you have to arrange the best place to live. You must not make do with it."

"That's nature, that's nature"

"Second Senior Sister, I will arrange a separate house for you. It is a separate courtyard of my family in Chang'an. It has a three-bedroom apartment. There will be no problem for you guys to live there. This courtyard is also close to the criminal yamen, so it will be easy to fight.

Take care of me, what do you think, Senior Sister?"

Zhao Xun turned to Senior Sister Xiao Ning and smiled.

Compared to the sharp-tongued Second Senior Sister, Senior Sister Xiao Ning is obviously much easier to talk to.

She smiled slightly and said, "Just do as you say, little junior brother."

This little junior brother's cry was so sweet that it was so sweet that it reached Zhao Xun's heart.

Zhao Xun felt a tingling sensation and quickly cleared his throat and said: "Without further delay, I will take all the senior brothers and sisters there now."

...

...

The Zhao family has several villas in Chang'an City. The one where Zhao Xun took his senior brothers and sisters was located a block away from Dongshi City, and not far from the Delinquents' Yamen.

This house is very low-key, not many people know that it is the property of the Chengguo Duke's mansion, and it meets all of Zhao Xun's requirements.

It's better to keep a low profile. After all, he asked the senior brothers and sisters from the academy to come here to take charge, not to show off their prestige.

After all, this matter is still somewhat illegal, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

"This is it when we get there."

Zhao Xun led the man to his own courtyard with ease and familiarity, then walked up and knocked on the door.

After a while, someone opened the door and saw Zhao Xun in front of him. A smile immediately filled his face.

"Oh, it's the young father-in-law who is here. Why are you here?"
To be continued...