I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

The veins on that arm bulged, as if containing endless power.

He picked out the two largest drumsticks from among the many drumsticks, and in his hands, the drumsticks seemed to be holding the so-called justice.

He took a deep breath, the breath as powerful as a dragon sucking water, and then waved the two drumsticks in his hands vigorously.

The "bang bang bang" sound of the drums was like surging waves, one wave higher than the other, one after another. The sound was like thousands of troops galloping past, deafening, and even the thunder in the sky could not suppress it, as if it was competing with the gods.

"Boom!" A loud thunder cut through the sky like a sharp sword.

The light instantly illuminated the entire dim world, and then heavy rain began to fall. The raindrops hit the ground, splashing small water droplets. The water droplets were as short and beautiful as flowers that bloomed and withered.

Then, the rain became heavier and heavier. The raindrops were as big as soybeans, pouring down densely, like a huge curtain of water hanging from the sky. The whole world was shrouded in this rain curtain, as if it had fallen into a world of water.

Lu Jingsuo stood in the rain, like an ancient and solemn statue, the rain hitting his body and flowing down his cheeks.

But he remained unmoved, and the drumstick in his hand continued to beat the Dengwen drum again and again without stopping. The sound of the drum carried the anger, grievance and persistence in Song Jingshu's heart.

It seems to be telling all this to the heaven and earth, and every drum beat seems to be shouting to this ruthless world.

The right gate guard in charge of guarding was originally sitting quietly in the house, listening to the incessant drumbeats outside. At first he thought it was a special thunder outside. In his ears, the sound was just part of the bad weather.

But as he listened, he realized something was wrong. The rhythm and loudness of the sound were obviously different from thunder. Thunder was a chaotic roar, but the sound of the drum had a unique rhythm, as if someone was telling something rhythmically.

He suddenly stood up and walked out the door as nervously as a frightened rabbit, and saw someone beating the drum continuously in the pouring rain.

The red flying fish suit looked particularly eye-catching in the heavy rain, like a burning flame in the darkness, emitting dazzling light in the gray rain curtain.

The right gate guard saw someone beating the drum, and it was a Jinyiwei, and he immediately felt that something serious was going on!

What are the Embroidered Uniform Guards? They're the emperor's personal guard!

They are the emperor's confidants and have great power, like a sharp blade of the court. They are majestic in their daily lives and are awe-inspiring wherever they go.

Now, such a Jinyiwei actually came to report in person by beating the drum. The injustice behind this must be earth-shattering. An inexplicable fear surged in his heart.

The right gate guard did not dare to delay at all and hurriedly took an umbrella. The umbrella seemed a little fragile in the storm. He lifted his official robe and walked to Lu Jingsuo's side with difficulty, one step deep and one step shallow.

At this time, the sound of rain was very loud. The raindrops kept falling on Lu Jingsuo's face like drumbeats, gathering into streams and flowing down. His face had already been soaked by the rain, but his eyes remained firm.

The right guard could only shout at the top of his lungs, "Sir, the Imperial Guards! Since you've beaten the drum to report your wrongdoing, you must have a grave grievance! Please come into the palace and discuss your case! I will report your grievance to the Ministry of Chancellery!"

Lu Jingsuo remained unmoved, his eyes were as firm as a rock.

He beat the drum and roared loudly, "Please report this directly, sir. It's urgent. I need to see His Majesty today!"

His voice echoed in the rain, carrying with it unquestionable majesty and determination. It seemed as if the voice could penetrate the rain curtain and reach the court.

"Report this: Lu Jingsuo, Captain of the Imperial Guards of the Northern Pacification Division, requests an audience with His Majesty!"

Every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hitting the right prison guard's heart.

Looking at Lu Jingsuo's determined look, the right gate guard knew that he couldn't stop him and didn't bother about it anymore.

He knew in his heart that there was no need for a low-ranking official like himself to get involved in such matters. It was like a pool of muddy water with no bottom to see. If he was not careful, he might get burned and end up in an irretrievable situation.

So he hurried back to the mansion, his steps hurried and hurried, shouting loudly to the messenger as he walked. The anxious voice echoed in the mansion, full of anxiety and tension.

The court, which was once quiet, suddenly became lively.

(Aside!)

(An extra chapter today. If you guys have time, could you please send me a free gift? I'd be so grateful! 22,000 words today! Please!)