I became the tyrant's only belief.

What's the point of Chapter 106?

Wei Mingliang was sitting below Xiao Jingfan and also keenly noticed this change.

He couldn't say what had changed exactly, but two words suddenly popped up in his mind: danger.

His intuition made him look at the Emperor of Sheng who was sitting at the top. The faint smile in his eyes gradually disappeared, revealing a look of scrutiny and assessment.

The young emperor was angry and furious.

Just because of an unjust case, a few plays or the people’s misunderstanding of the Dengwen Drum?

No, that's not right!

He must have overlooked something.

Wei Mingliang lowered his eyes and retracted his gaze. He reached out to pick up a piece of plum-shaped pastry on the long table, put it to his lips and chewed it bit by bit.

What exactly did he overlook?

On the other side, Chu Liuzheng kept complaining and when he thought about his own home, he became very angry.

[No matter how beneficial the imperial decree is, it is useless if it cannot be implemented by the people. If we had to pay so many strange taxes, why would my family be so poor that we could not survive? Why would I sell myself to the palace just to keep my family alive? ]

[My precious youth!! All wasted in this cannibalistic palace! ]

Chu Liuzheng gritted his teeth, wishing that the tyrant would suddenly show his power and arrest all those corrupt officials who had come up with so many excuses.

[Nowadays, corrupt officials are rampant, and the people have no way to appeal because of the officials protecting each other. Opera is a good outlet for venting.]

[After watching so many such elaborate dramas and being misled by officials with ulterior motives through rumors, didn’t the people firmly believe that filing a complaint with the emperor would result in torture and then exile?]

[If you beat the drum for reporting, you will be tortured and exiled; if you don't beat the drum for reporting, you can still get by if you endure it. When you are surrounded by voices like "forget it", "endure it", "people should not fight officials", and "the emperor will not care about the affairs of the common people", who can still muster up the courage to beat the drum for reporting? 】

[Besides, there are people who are obstructing and deliberately misleading. In the long run, won’t the bridge of face-to-face communication between the emperor and the people across classes be broken? ]

Chu Liuzheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

[Except for the founding emperor, the successor is born as a prince, honored with gold and jade, surrounded by brocade and jade, and the place he spends most of his time is the palace, followed by the capital. When he travels, there are guards to clear the way, and everything he sees is brocade. How can he empathize with the suffering of the lower-class people? ]

[The tyrant is indeed diligent in his work, and he works his way to death every day. What is the result? The emperor is far away, his ears are blocked, his eyes are covered, and his hands and feet are not very obedient. No matter how hard his brain tries, what is the use except to tire himself to death in advance? ]

The anger surging in Xiao Jingfan's chest suddenly stopped, and these four words kept echoing in his mind - what's the use?
At this time, Zhao Yue, who was stunned by Xiao Jingfan's question, began to answer: "My father once saw a man who wanted to beat the drum for the hearing. The man was first intimidated by the guards, and he was afraid and picked up the drumstick. Before he could even beat the drum, he was taken away by a guard in light armor and never came back."

"Not only has my father seen this, but when I was helping my father and mother sell pancakes, I also heard from many customers that they had also seen people trying to beat the drum but being taken away by the guards, and their relatives and friends had never seen them again."

"so……"

Should you believe in cold official documents or the reality you see with your own eyes?
The vast majority of people would choose the latter.

Zhao Yue's voice became quieter: "Everyone thinks that what is played in the opera and what the officials and relatives say is true."

Hearing this, Xiao Jingfan clenched the Bodhi beads tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged, making his slender jade-like hands look a little ferocious.

"Ah!"

A sneer escaped from the corner of his lips. It was the first time he discovered that when people are angry to a certain extent, they will laugh.

His inexplicable smile made everyone look over.

Some people were trembling with fear, some were suspicious and inquiring, and Chu Liuzheng had a look of confusion.

[The werewolf sister's complaint has exposed the secrets of the Dengwen drum to the tyrant. Shouldn't the tyrant be furious and send people to investigate thoroughly? Why is she laughing all of a sudden? It's scary. I have goose bumps all over my body.] If his hand wasn't injured, Chu Liuzheng would have rubbed his arm.

Xiao Jingfan ignored the inner voice and slowly put the Bodhi beads back on his wrist, while at the same time suppressing the surging anger and murderous intent in his heart.

The ice is three feet thick and it didn’t freeze overnight. One step! One step! Come on!
When he raised his eyes again, his gaze had returned to calm, and his tone was normal: "Tell me about the injustice of your parents."

"okay."

Zhao Yue didn't expect the topic to change so quickly. She responded blankly, then remembered that the person in front of her was the emperor. Thinking that more courtesy is better, she leaned over and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, please allow me to report. I am Zhao Yue, a commoner. My father is Zhao Shan, and my mother is..."

She had repeated these words in her mind countless times. She spoke clearly, logically, and at a moderate speed.

Everyone listened quietly. As she spoke, many people's expressions changed, some showed sympathy, some showed indifference.

"…My parents died tragically. I had no way to appeal and could not sleep at night. I was desperate and pretended to befriend Li Youcai. I hacked his son to death and injured him and the servants. I escaped from the Li Mansion and was fortunately saved by Princess Yujin."

"Killing someone means paying with one's life. I know I am wrong and I do not want to defend myself. I am willing to plead guilty. But my parents have been wronged. I beg Your Majesty to judge for them and severely punish the evildoers and corrupt officials!"

At the end, thinking of her parents who were beaten to death, Zhao Yue couldn't help but burst into tears, her voice choked with sobs.

The jade pendant was also crying silently.

Just hearing the description was enough to make one feel horrified, let alone the fact that Xiaoyue had experienced it herself, which made her feel even more distressed.

Her sister grew up, but also suffered.

Before Xiao Jingfan could get angry, Princess Gaochang was so angry that she put down the wine pot and slammed the table in indignation: "How can you take human life lightly! Such evildoers should be severely punished!"

The action of banging the table was so fast that the maid behind her had no time to stop it and could only close her eyes in pain.

'click--'

With a crisp sound, the long table made of chicken-wing wood in front of Princess Gaochang slowly cracked and broke into two pieces.

Cups, bowls, and plates fell to the ground with a crackling sound, hitting everyone's sensitive nerves heavily.

Yuzhui and Zhaoyue:? !!

The two were so shocked that they forgot to cry.

other people:! ! !

His eyes almost popped out.

[Wow~ It really is the Hercules Princess, the system never deceives me! ]

Xiao Jingfan, who was also surprised, froze his face. What princess?
[If the strong princess were to arm wrestle with the tyrant, the tyrant would lose, right? It is said that the strength of the family determines the throne. Well... the tyrant should be glad that he is an emperor. The strong princess should not dare to hit him. ]

Xiao Jingfan: "..."

"It's the loose end of this long table, it has nothing to do with my princess." The maid hurriedly and skillfully tried to make up for her princess. She selectively ignored the palm print on the long table that was also cracked in half, and pointed to the middle with great conviction, "Look, there was a crack on it!"

Princess Gaochang agreed skillfully: "Yes, there was a crack to begin with, it has nothing to do with me, I am not very strong at all."

Everyone: "..."

There is a gap, that is the pattern of the wenge wood!!
Also, what does "not very strong at all" mean? Do you dare to be a little more "cover-up"?
Xiao Jingfan took a deep breath calmly, and then calmly ordered: "Change the long table for Princess Aida."

It's just that she's a little stronger, he's not surprised, not at all... No way! What the hell is this princess!!