The world has been at peace for a long time. Under His Majesty's rule, officials from various places rarely complain about cases that are unclear in their verdicts.
The last time the imperial drum was beaten was more than ten years ago.
After passing the Zhuque Gate, many civil and military officials who were lining up to go to court also followed the sound and turned their heads to look in the direction behind them. Their faces were filled with surprise and suspicion, asking each other where the grievances were in the capital.
"Someone came to play drums and complain about their grievances during the court session. Isn't this obvious that you want His Majesty to personally intervene?"
"If you are brave enough, I don't know how great the injustice is and dare to alarm His Majesty."
"Today's morning will be wonderful."
Only those officials who had known the news for a long time looked at King Jin who was standing at the head of the officials. They braced themselves and waited for Jiang Yan to meet the Holy Empress and kill Ning Wuyan with his sharp tongue!
King Jin didn't even look back and strode forward.
It is undoubtedly a foregone conclusion that Ning Wuhe will die.
But the spies who came to report last night said that there were foreign objects in Jiang Yan's luggage, and it seemed that he had brought iron tools. He did not rule out the idea of offering the secret recipe of perfume to his father in exchange for a dog's life.
So what?
It is impossible for the father to pardon Ning Wuyan's crime because of the perfume, but he can take this opportunity to seize the Ning family's secret perfume recipe, and then use the Ning family's evil intentions as an excuse to even Ning Zhaomo and Ning Xiao in the letter. All official positions were removed.
It would also make it more convenient for Zhou An to act in Jinling, so as to show his energy and win over more people to support him.
Among the princes who could survive among the three useless princes, the only one who was qualified to take that position was Prince Jin and only Prince Kang. Neither of them was a fuel-efficient lamp.
Naturally, the King of Jin would not be so careless as to miss Jiang Yan's bringing of ironware to Beijing, and made corresponding arrangements for this.
He only waited for Jiang Yan to meet the emperor when he went to court. He mentioned the case of Ye Liu and two people being forced to death and launched an attack on the spot.
In the bedroom.
When Zhou Qian heard someone beating drums to express grievances, he immediately called Su Peiyuan back: "Serve me first to dress and go to court, and the imperial edict will be issued later."
His intuition told him that the case of drumming and grievance might be related to the letter sent by Xu Jidao.
Who will file a complaint if there is no need?
Unless someone is being deceived by someone below and bullied by someone above, forcing others to have no way out and no way to seek help, then they can fight to the death.
He couldn't help but think about the news about the capital and the palace being blocked by King Jin and his son, and he thought to himself: It's best if I become suspicious, otherwise half of the military power of the Jingwei Army will not be ceded by King Jin to King Kang.
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In front of the Suzaku Gate.
After Jiang Yan finished playing the drum himself, he faced the guards with knives who were holding boards and didn't know whether to hit him or not and said: "I have to meet the Holy Emperor now. It is not appropriate to get injured. It is better to wait until I have finished meeting the Holy Emperor." , how many of you can fight again?"
"Okay, okay..."
The guards, who had only been on duty for half a year, had never seen a live person beating the imperial drum to complain about the imperial palace, and they never expected that the drummer would be a prefect wearing official uniform.
They watched Magistrate Jiang being released after interrogation and leading a blind young man to the main hall where he went to court. They were very envious of his colleagues who were on duty in the main hall today.
"If I had known there would be a lot of fun today, I should have gone to guard the main hall."
"Why are you so envious? I didn't hear that the King of Jin recently mentioned the issue of cutting military spending again. Ji Shangshu almost made a move. Xiao Jia La was even punched during the fight."
"Afterwards, Shangshu Ji went to the house to apologize for that punch in person, and even gave Xiao Jia a month's sick leave. Aren't you envious?"
It's just that it's not a life-threatening palace coup. The main hall of the upper court is the best place to join in the fun.
The guards with swords at Suzaku's door stared at the backs of the two men for a moment, their eyes falling on Jiang He standing outside the door and the torn cloth bag on the horse's back.
"What is this?" the guard with the knife asked in confusion.
Jiang Yang did not answer, but looked towards the meeting hall with a worried look.
Master, Mr. Tong, you must not panic or be anxious. Follow Mr. Ning's plan and don't act out of emotion!
I'm still waiting to get the still in!
Go to the meeting hall.
Zhou Qian walked up to the dragon chair on the jade steps and sat down. Without waiting for Su Peiyuan to speak, he patted the back of the chair with his left hand and pointed to the outside of the hall with his right hand: "Since someone has filed a complaint, the court will discuss it this morning. The matter should be dealt with first and those who have grievances should be dealt with first." Bring them here, I want to see where there are still wrongful cases and unexplained injustices in this clear world!"
"Bring the drummer!"
Su Peiyuan finished shouting.
Jiang Yan held Steward Tong's arm and walked into the hall, led by two guards with swords.
When Jiang Yan, who was wearing official uniform, walked into the hall, many people were whispering to each other.
"How come the drummer is an official?"
"Look at the patterns embroidered on his body, they are of magistrate grade. Look at the high-quality silk, it seems to be produced in the south of the Yangtze River?"
"You have only been in the court for a short time, so you don't recognize him. This is Jiang Yan from the Jiang family. He used to study in the Imperial Academy, but now he seems to be serving as the prefect of Jinling under Su Rui?"
Many people looked at Jiang Cheng, the head of the Jiang family, in the crowd.
Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Yan with a bewildered look on his face as he walked step by step towards the front row of officials. On the surface, he was as calm as a rock, but secretly he was so panicked that his heart was pounding and his ears were ringing from the pressure.
Wasn't Jiang Yan the prefect in Jinling?
Why did you go to the capital to complain?
Isn't Su Rui, the governor of Shangguan Jiangnan Province, a classmate and friend of Jiang Yan?
Did Su Rui know about the grievance?
He doesn't want to work as Jiang Yan, the leisurely magistrate, does he?
And who is the blind one? Sufferer?
"I am here to see your majesty, long live your majesty!"
Jiang Yan walked between King Jin and King Kang as if no one else was around, and knelt down to worship.
The two princes were standing on the far left, but Prince Jin was in front and Prince Kang was behind. Jiang Yan only took a glance and knew who was stronger and who was weaker in the current situation in the court.
Fortunately, according to Tong Guanshi, the complaint to the imperial court this time was just a personal grudge, and the King of Jin had nothing to do with it.
"Ai Qing's life..."
"Common people see your majesty, long live your majesty!"
When Zhou Qian opened his mouth, Tong Buhuo slowly knelt down, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Only then did everyone realize that not only had Jiang Yan arrived at the court meeting hall, but he had also brought a blind man with his eyes covered with blood.
Zhou Qian squinted his eyes, leaned forward, and looked at the officials and citizens kneeling below, "Who beat the imperial drum? I don't know if the imperial drum is beating, should I beat the fifty big board first?"
"Reply to Your Majesty, it is the drum played by the humble minister."
Jiang Yan's answer explained why Tong Buhuo was able to kneel here with all his beard and tail.
Zhou Qian suddenly became interested.
As a Daxing official, he came to complain in person?
Is Su Rui, the governor of Jiangnan Province, derelict in his duties?
"Your Majesty, it's true that this matter is true. I brought the memorial from Governor Su. Your Majesty will know what happened after reading it." Jiang Yan took out the memorial from his arms.
Zhou Qian winked at Su Peiyuan, who quickly stepped forward.
Unexpectedly, before the memorial was handed over to Zhou Qian, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment came out to attack: "Your Majesty, the state has national laws. Since the establishment of the imperial drum, in order to prevent disturbing the order of the court, rules have been set up. Anyone who comes to redress grievances will be punished with a stick. Fifty. From now on, the drums will not sound unless there are true grievances. No matter what grievances Magistrate Jiang has or why he is redressing his grievances, the rules cannot be broken. I hope your Majesty will drag Mr. Jiang down with fifty sticks!"
The Minister of Punishment was from the Jin Wang sect, so he was naturally rude to Jiang Yan, an inexperienced "outsider".
It would be best to cripple Jiang Yan and have His Majesty remove him from the post of magistrate on the spot for being incompetent and replace him with one of their own.
Who could tell Jiang Yan was so pushy that he dared to beat the drum himself and voice his grievances?
King Jin also thought that it was not Jiang Yan who was playing the drum, but the blind Tong Buhuo.
He didn't know the origin of this person, but he guessed that he should be someone sent by the Ning family, using his disability to win his father's sympathy.
It is said that Ning Wuhuang's grandfather Ning Feng once fought with his father. He didn't know that his father didn't do this at all. It was really stupid.
"Your Majesty, it is the grassroots who want to redress their grievances, but the grassroots have eye problems, so I asked Mr. Jiang to play the drum on his behalf."
It was the first time that Tong Buhuo saw the emperor. Even if he couldn't see it, the aura that seemed to be real made him brew for a long time before he dared to speak out: "Your Majesty! The common people have grievances to complain about, but the common people want to give your majesty and Daxing peace before they complain. , presenting a crucial secret recipe!"
