The imperial palace of the Dajin Dynasty is majestic and gives people a feeling of being high above and out of reach. The only place where the palace is connected to the people is Wuyangmen.

In front of Wuyang Gate, there is a gilded drum, which is called the drum of injustice.

If there is a great grievance and no one is in charge, you can beat this drum of grievances and let the Son of Heaven be the master for you. Of course, if it's just some trivial things that beat the drum, then you will also be punished.

Since the accession of the present saint to the throne, no one has sounded this drum.

"Knock ......" a distant and sigh-like drum beat came from the evening sun.

"Knock knock! Knock knock knock! "The drums grew loud and fast, like a raging storm! It seems that the grievances and anger have found an outlet for catharsis.

"That drum sounds like it's coming from North Street!" An aunt carrying a basket and preparing to go home to cook suddenly stopped, listened carefully, and bumped the elbow of the person next to her, looking determined.

The other aunt beside her snorted coldly and replied, "North Street is the palace!" Where did the drums come from! ”

Suddenly, as if they had thought of something, they screamed in unison: "Drum of grievances." ”

It was like a fire that burned the weasel's tail, and it jumped up and down, and in this jumping, spread the fire on its tail throughout the city.

In a few moments, the whole street was filled with people: "Someone has sounded the drum of grievances!" Let's check it out! Someone sounded the drum of injustice! Go, go! Check it out. ”

After a while, Wuyang Gate was blocked!

The emperor, who was watching the recital in the imperial study, was suddenly startled by the sound of the drum and almost fell off his seat.

"Your Majesty! Emperor! Someone sounded the drum of injustice! Go check it out! A little palace maid hurriedly ran in to report.

The first time the emperor encountered such a thing, when he heard the drum of grievances, he only felt that his head was buzzing, and he remembered the scene of the last time the drum of grievances sounded.

That year, he was still an eight-year-old child, and when the drum of injustice sounded, it was a bloody case in which a family of 336 people was wiped out! Now, he was terrified of hearing anything like that again.

"Go and ask what's going on! If it is a tragedy, let Prince Dun go for me. The Emperor took the teacup from Zida's hand and took a sip of tea, trying to calm himself down.

That year, he secretly took a look, and the stiff body of the little child really became his permanent nightmare. And what is outrageous is that the person who caused the tragedy was actually his father.

The emperor thought back on his life, he did a lot of foolish things, he was really afraid that he would be sued by someone who beat the drum of injustice. Although he always has a way to suppress things in the end, he will always lose the support of the people and bear the infamy of the ages.

Infamy! The emperor, who has always paid the most attention to fame, does not want such a thing to happen.

"Back to the emperor! It was the drum struck by Mrs. Weiyuanhou, and it was the grievance of Hua Chengcheng who died in childbirth. She wants to sue Princess Rong and the late Marquis of Weiyuan, Mu Qingshan. Xiao Gong ran into the imperial study with her little short legs, and there was a layer of sweat on her forehead.

When he heard that it was not his own business, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Come, spread my will, let the Praetorian Guards ensure order in front of Wuyang Gate, and then call Zhao Jing and Prince Dun." This was the first time in his life that the emperor was so close to the people in Jincheng, and he secretly warned himself in his heart that he must act impartially.

"Zida, come and see if my clothes fit?" Let Zida confirm his image left and right, and the emperor finally took a noble step.

Today's matter will be circulated for a long, long time, and he must resolve it in a way that most agrees with the people, and is most favorable and praiseworthy.

"Courtier, the Sun clan of the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion, today sounded the drum of grievances, and wants to sue Mu Qingshan and Mu Yao, and accuse the two of them of poisoning the former Marquis of Weiyuan's wife, Hua Tingcheng, and her own daughter Mu Rouxi."

"Such a reckless disregard for human morality, a father in vain, a husband in vain, a woman in vain, such a horrific thing, please ask the emperor to call the shots."

Sun knelt quietly at the door of Wuyang, and spoke slowly and firmly and forcefully. The people who watched the excitement suddenly became interested.

This Dajin Dynasty has never sued his husband to turn the tables for the original match.

But the heaviness and firmness in Sun's tone are unquestionable, and people feel a touch of sadness in this beautiful evening.

"Courtier, the ...... of the Marquis of Weiyuan" The emperor didn't come, so Sun said it over and over again, over and over again, until his voice was hoarse and he didn't want to stop.

She held an embroidered handkerchief tightly in her hand, and there was a faint ginger flower on the handkerchief, and at one end of the handkerchief, there was a very good embroidery of the word "Qing".

Hua Chengcheng treated her like a sister, after Hua Chengcheng died, she, who was a sister, lurked in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion for more than ten years, isn't it this day?

She wants to tell the world what Mu Qingshan has done, and she wants to send Mu Yao to hell.

On the day Mu Qingshan died, she thought about it, after all, everyone died! But Mu Yao refused to let go of Mu Rouxi! Mu Yao refused to let go of her own sister!

Looking at the emperor's more majestic figure than usual, Sun lowered his head, clutched the handkerchief in his hand tightly, and muttered: "Sister, I can finally avenge your grievances." ”

The Praetorian Guards had already set up tables and chairs for the emperor to try the case, and as he arrived and took his seat, thousands of people below knelt down to greet him.

"Long live the emperor, long live!"

This is the first time that the emperor feels that he has reached the peak of his life, he is not wearing palace clothes, but he accepts the worship of thousands of people, his heart is agitated, and he can't help Sun find out the matter now.

"Flat." Suppressing the joy in his heart, the emperor waved his hand to get up.

Zhao Jing had already prepared paper, pen, paper and ink on the side, this case was personally interrogated by the emperor, and it was related to the ministers of the court, so Zhao Jing came to act as a master.

"Silence!" With a loud and powerful voice from Prince Dun, the originally noisy crowd instantly quieted down again.

"Sun, what grievances do you have, and tell me carefully, I will make the decision for you." The Emperor wiped his beard, which did not exist, and his tone was tinged with seriousness.

"The courtiers have no grievances! The courtiers want to avenge the grievances of Hua Qingcheng, the wife of the Marquis of Weiyuan in the past. As he spoke, Sun respectfully kowtowed to the emperor and said slowly.

"The courtiers have been in the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion for fifteen years, and they accidentally found something in the study of the marquis. At first, the courtiers didn't take it to heart, until one day, the courtiers accidentally got some of that thing and poisoned a cat that the marquis liked. ”

"Only then did the courtier discover the secret that the Hou Ye had been hiding! Later, because the courtiers overheard many secrets about Hua Chengcheng, they secretly investigated. Finally, the courtiers knew what had happened. ”

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