To Four Thousand Years Later

"Your city...it's so lively, today."

Solomon said leisurely, "Is it always like this, Umar?"

"How come, teacher..."

Umar's expression became ugly.

He didn't return to Wangcheng for a few days, and he didn't expect Wangcheng to become so chaotic.

—In the past few days, he and Solomon first went to the most prosperous city in Tire to visit for a few days, and under the introduction of Gaza, Solomon met with several big businessmen in Tire.

They were all transnational merchants who traded with Phoenicians in other countries. Unlike the royal merchants who were transferred from priests in Israel, they didn’t have to hand over all their money—Gaza introduced Solomon to Solomon at that time, and Solomon nodded in agreement with a wonderful smile.

Originally, Umar thought that Solomon and them would have no common language, and only asked the Prince of Gaza to bring him to these businessmen out of curiosity or government affairs communication. As a result, Umar never expected that King Solomon immediately tamed those merchants with just a few words.

Those big businessmen usually didn’t show much face to Umar’s father, who was also the deputy commander of the Tire army, and they seemed to be indifferent to answers. But Solomon only said a few words to them and taught them a few lessons... In less than a day, the attitude of those businessmen towards Solomon suddenly changed.

Originally, they were completely dismissive of such legendary things as "Solomon's Wisdom". But after seeing it for themselves, their attitude towards Solomon can be described as fanaticism.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that seeing Solomon was closer than meeting their own father... They almost worshiped Solomon in the temple—one man’s son just questioned Solomon, and his father immediately jumped Get up and take turns to beat him with a stick.

If the other people didn't stop him in time, the child's leg would definitely be broken alive.

Also as a young man, Umar could tell that the businessman was definitely not acting for Solomon. He was genuinely angry that his son did not understand Solomon's wisdom.

Moreover, Umar probably understood some of it. He could clearly feel that if he said to his father, "I don't want to join the army, I'm going to chop wood", his father might beat him like this...

However, compared with the unlucky boy who got beaten up because of his stubborn mouth, Umar is confident that his father beat him with much more force than that fat and white businessman...

Although Umar still doesn't quite understand what Solomon's wisdom means. But he was also happy that the teacher he admired was popular among these upper-class Tyrians.

King Solomon and his queen were kept here for three or four days.

Should have stayed longer. But on the fourth day, someone hurriedly brought such a message

The king of Tire is dead.

Not only the king of Tire, but also all the children of the king of Tire in the royal city were burned to death by Baal without exception.

Hearing this news, Gaza's eye circles turned red immediately.

But he didn't cry out loud, nor did he really shed tears. After King Solomon pulled him aside to comfort him in a low voice, Prince Gaza's mood stabilized.

And when Solomon returned to these merchants with the silent Gaza, he only said three words.

"Israel will fully support Gaza as the new king."

"Gaza asked me to convey to you that he has vowed to make the people who helped him to the throne a core bureaucrat."

Solomon added slowly: "No need to have a noble blood...Anyone can. Of course, including businessmen."

So without hesitation, the merchants rushed to swear allegiance to Gaza one by one.

But when these merchants escorted Solomon and the others to the king's city, they didn't receive the welcome that the king of Tire had agreed to.

Not only that

"Go back, King Solomon."

An old priest stood in front of the city gate with a stern face and said in a solemn voice: "We have some private matters here... We really don't have time to receive you. Please take your students and stay elsewhere for a few days—"

"No, we just came here from elsewhere."

Solomon smiled warmly: "I can see that you are very busy."

Right in front of him just now, a man who was trying to escape from the city was directly killed by the soldiers on the street.

He took advantage of the distraction of the soldiers and hadn't escaped a few steps from the martial law line when he was quickly chased by a soldier and fell to the ground with a short spear. Then the soldiers gathered around and stabbed the wailing man a few times with the **** spears in their hands, and he fell silent.

Then someone laughed and dragged his body away and threw it in the river casually. Outside the city, apart from the soldiers blocking the gate, no ordinary people could be seen entering or leaving the gate.

Solomon asked Umar before, "Is your place so lively every day?" In fact, this is what he was talking about.

Solomon looked into the city and said casually, "May I ask, what crime did that man commit?"

"I am not sure."

The old priest said honestly: "But since the soldiers killed him without saying a word, he must have committed the inevitable death penalty."

"For example... rebellion?"

Solomon moved his eyes to the priest, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Or, blasphemy?"

His peaceful and gentle smile was like a beast devouring people at that moment. The old priest suddenly took a step back, his pupils constricted and his heart stopped suddenly

"Get out of the way, old man! Get out of the way!"

A fat and fat businessman rushed over from behind Solomon with a fierce face, knocked the old priest away with his shoulders and his fat body: "You old liar, how dare you fool the wise King Solomon?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately reported to Solomon: "Dear King Solomon, this guy is not a priest at all - he has not received a response from God for decades! Look, this clothes is too old!"

"Presumptuous, I am the priest of Baal—"

The old man's lips trembled, and he raised his voice to defend himself.

"Oh? Priest of Baal?"

Solomon laughed out loud. Yastaru and Gaza beside him also looked at him with pity.

The old man stared blankly at Solomon, not knowing what he said wrong.

"You are the future king of Tyre, Gaza."

Solomon said flatly, and continued to walk forward with Gaza: "You have the final say. Worshiping the demon **** and rebelling against the new king, what crime should we have?"

"capital offense."

Gaza said calmly.

"stop!"

Those soldiers approached with unkind faces: "The chief priest hasn't said you can enter yet!"

They are the garrison of the royal city, and they are a group of people who exchanged defenses with the palace. It was also the first batch of military forces to join the priesthood.

"Be loyal to your duty, not bad..."

Solomon smiled peacefully, and asked in a low voice: "But he was not loyal to the royal family and killed innocent people. What crime should he be?"

"—is also a capital offense."

Gasa paused and said calmly.

"Listen to you."

Solomon replied curtly, stopping in his tracks.

He raised his right arm, but he was not afraid of the sharp weapons pointed at him by the soldiers.

Solomon just yelled, "Shout y'all—"

"Long live King Solomon!"

Behind Solomon, the merchants, Solomon's two disciples, and the smiling Yastaru shouted in unison.

The next moment, all the soldiers standing in front of Solomon and the body of the fake old priest paused.

Their faces became distorted and hideous from the pain.

Tongues of fire like blood flowed from their seven orifices, engulfing them in their wailing. In less than three seconds—just Solomon exhaled lightly, they burned into ashes out of thin air and drifted away with the wind.

The soldiers who saw this scene in the city were so terrified that they even forgot to run away.

Solomon, who walked leisurely from the burning ashes, looked like a monster to them.

"Your king condemns you to death."

Solomon raised his right hand and raised his voice, declaring, "Because you stood in the way of his restoration! You are guilty of standing in the way of his succession to the throne!"

"Therefore, you are all traitors—"

He said sonorously, and walked forward unswervingly.

Every time Solomon took a step forward, the soldiers took a step back in a panic. It was as if standing in front of them was not the king of a friendly country, but a dragon, a beast in the shape of a human.

"Army, the army is coming!"

Just then, a shouting voice came.

The city guards, who were sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly dispersed to make way.

But Solomon laughed instead.