Chapter 212 - Heart-Shock Drum (1)

It had to be said that Mu Yanran had good control. At this time, in front of the Imperial Consort Yu, the servants said that Mu Yanran was busy taking care of things in the Duke Palaces.

Hearing this reply, Imperial Consort Yu's face eased up a little.

At least she, Mu Yanran, had a conscience.

However, she had heard of the recent events. When she returned to her own bedroom, she immediately called for her trusted aides and questioned them in detail. As an imperial concubine, she needed to rely on others to gather information on many matters.

After hearing her subordinate's reply, she asked, "What do you think Mu Wanjun is related to?"

"They are sisters."

Imperial Consort Yu suddenly understood that this was actually just a fight between sisters, yet they had somehow dragged their own son into it. "Since Yanran wants to settle this sister of hers, we wish her a helping hand."

"What does the Empress plan to do?"

Imperial Consort Yu was confident, she laughed: "Weren't there some rumors recently? Say that the son that Jin Yulie has just brought back is not his biological son .. "

"Empress, this is .."

"Come here .." She called her men over and whispered something to them.

The subordinate nodded from time to time.

The light was approaching, and as it neared the first rays of the morning sun, it became incomparably dark. The situation was the same. For example, at this moment.

During the dark hours of the night, there were assassins moving in the darkness. They were using the darkness as cover and doing something in the darkness.

Early in the morning on the second day, someone came to Jiumentu Palace, where there was a huge drum outside.

On the other hand, if someone wronged only needed to hit this drum, a single sound from the drum would be enough to shake nine doors and could reach the heavens!

It could be said that this was the Supreme People's Court.

However, this was not as free as the court to come and go. If there was no evidence or evidence, or if there was any false accusation, the consequences for the drummer would be terrible!

This was also the reason why this huge injustice had never been heard from since the founding of the Great Qin Empire.

But now, there was a man standing in front of the drum. He was beating the drum with all his strength with the drumstick in his hand!

The sound of the drum echoed throughout the nine gates!

This voice could be heard by everyone in the imperial court!

Chunyu Hong's eyes narrowed!

The never before rung drum for grievances actually rang, could it be that That person really had no choice but to voice her grievances?

"It's really an injustice! Since the founding of the Great Qin Empire, this drum has never sounded! I don't know what's going on this time. " Everyone was guessing.

Chunyu Hong called over a servant and gave a command in a low voice. The servant then left.

The various officials saw this, but had no way of knowing.

On the other hand, on the Jiumentu Palace, the Governor was drinking congee. When the congee entered his mouth, a loud noise came from the sky.

With a shake of his hand, all of the porridge was splattered onto his body.

"What is it?" asked the displeased Master Tidor.

A servant came to report, "Sir, someone has struck the wrong drum!"

The expression on the face of the Governor changed! To put it bluntly, the drum was just an ornament that was the heart of a commoner. It was not that easy to hit the drum, you might lose the lives of the entire clan. Who dares to knock on a door?

"Did you ask?" Although the outcome of the drummer was not very good,, after all, when the drum rang, all nine sects would know, and even Imperial Palace would be able to hear it immediately. He didn't dare to be careless and quickly changed his clothes.

"I've asked, the That person said it's related to the State Duke of Jin."

When he heard the two words "State Duke of Jin", Nimentinol felt his head ache!

Who in State Duke of Jin would dare to offend him! This person was tired of living!

His Majesty had openly protected the State Duke of Jin, the last time he led a thousand people out of the city, His Majesty had even specifically ordered for this to be kept a secret, if not for the fact that someone leaked the news, his days would have been much better.

But now, before the waves settled down, they started again.

"Go!" "Let's go and see what's going on!"

He arrived at the great hall of Jiumentu Palace!

Lord Tidor walked majestically to the top floor of the hall and looked down at a man kneeling on the floor. He was in his forties, skinny and wretched! Beside him was a young man who looked like a bookkeeper kneeling down. The young man silently followed behind the man. It should be a family member or a servant.

For no reason at all, Titus did not have any good feelings.

His expression was solemn as he slapped the table and asked, "Who are you kneeling on?"

"This little one is the only one." "It's the people of Loulan City." The skinny old man answered on his hands and knees.

"Why did you ring the aggrieved drum?"

The man's body trembled, and he subconsciously glanced at the youth beside him, swallowed his saliva, and said: "My son, was taken away by the State Duke of Jin. This lowly one fears the might of the State Duke of Jin, and thus was forced to beat the drum for grievances. This lowly one only wants to return to his own son, to .. Go home. Sir, please make the decision! "