After being bound to the learning system in my mother's womb, I became the empress

Chapter 157 Someone beat the Denwen drum
As the saying goes, the ass decides the head.

Ministers who come from aristocratic families will naturally only consider the aristocratic family.

Even if there are occasionally one or two ministers who betray one's own class and are willing to consider the common people and the world, it is of no use.

Because there are so few people like that, as soon as they appear, they will be attacked by a group, and in the end they will either be forced to dismiss from office or lose their lives.

Not much changes to the status quo.

As for the final outcome of the family world, the previous dynasty has already given the answer.

If there is no change, Dayong will become the next Daqi (previous dynasty)!
Naturally, he didn't want to see the Dayong Society he created end up like that, but he still had no idea how to change it.

Although he can forcefully implement reforms and kill those who oppose him, killing people cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

He needs talents, and he needs talents to run the country for him. If someone has a bad reputation of being cruel and easy to kill, wouldn't it push those talents further and further away?
But those talents either come from aristocratic families or from clan schools run by aristocratic families...

He had never thought about setting up a college affiliated with the imperial court to recruit talents for himself, but when he proposed it, it was rejected.

The ministers' reasons sounded quite legitimate, but at their core, they were just afraid that the imperial power would be concentrated and the family's power would be weakened.

Thinking of this, the emperor became angry and his face became colder and colder.

At this moment, a drum sound of "dong, dong, dong" came over.

That is--

Dengwen Drum!
The emperor stood up from the dragon chair almost instantly, his expression changed from the previous coldness to becoming excited.

The Dengwen drum that has been set up for two years was finally beaten today!

His original intention of setting up the Denwen Drum was to allow people to have a place to appeal when they encountered unjust, false or wrong cases, without being suppressed by aristocratic families.

However, two years later, no one came to play the Dengwen drum. The Dengwen drum became a decoration, and he, the emperor who set up the Dengwen drum, became a joke.

From this, he also realized more deeply how deep-rooted the family's rule was in various places.

Under the shadow of aristocratic families, there is no such thing as an unjust, false or wrongful conviction.

Although, there are endless unjust, false and wrong cases.

But the common people did not dare to come and beat the drum.

He doesn't blame the people, because even he, the emperor, is helpless against the Aristocratic Family Group. How can the people dare to confront the Aristocratic Family Group head-on?

Who would have known that the Dengwen drum would be beaten today!

Not only the emperor was shocked, but all the ministers in the palace were also caught off guard by this incident.

"Is someone here to play the Denwen drum?"

"Why didn't you hear anything beforehand?"

"Who is beating the drum?"

……

The courtiers started talking in low voices, but there were more than 1000 people in the palace. No matter how quiet their voices were, they couldn't stand the crowd.

The originally solemn hall suddenly became like a vegetable market, with constant buzzing.

Seeing this scene, the emperor calmed down and Shi Shiran sat back.

"Jiang Hai, go and see who is beating the Dengwen drum. If there is any grievance, bring the person to the palace and I will interrogate him personally."

Jiang Hai bowed: "Yes, Your Majesty."

A tall young man with a stern face followed Jiang Hai into the palace. He was wearing a soap uniform and was clearly dressed like a police officer.

It was Zhang San.

"Zhang San, the official of Qingyuan County, Linjiang County, Peizhou, a grassroots citizen, comes to see the Emperor."

Zhang San knelt down and worshiped the emperor above him.Yamen servants are subordinates, not officials, and have no rank, so they call themselves grassroots people.

Emperor: "Get up and speak, Zhang San, why are you beating the Dengwen drum?"

Zhang San: "The common people want to sue the Cheng family, Cheng Haoran, for robbing people, raping young girls, and killing 23 people!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the court.

Mr. Cheng was the first to stand up and categorically denied: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! How can you, a government servant, talk nonsense here!"

He then raised his hands to the emperor with dignity and dignity: "Your Majesty, our Cheng family has a great reputation, how can we allow this person to slander us? You must give us justice!"

When a foreign enemy attacks, the aristocratic family will become extremely united, so the rest of the family will also ask for help from the Cheng family.

That yamen officer’s accusation is absolutely false, and it can only be false!
Otherwise, wouldn’t Cheng’s reputation be discredited?
The Cheng family belongs to an aristocratic family. Although they are at the bottom of the family, they are still part of the aristocratic family. If the Cheng family is dirty, won't other aristocratic families also be criticized?
Therefore, they must share the same hatred with the Cheng family and advance and retreat together.

This is the code of conduct of the family.

The emperor was noncommittal and just said to Zhang San: "Please tell me your grievances in detail."

Zhang San: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Cheng Haoran was burned to death in a courtyard of the Cheng family on the night of the Lantern Festival. The next day, the common people received the news and took people to check.

"In that villa, the common people accidentally discovered 23 female corpses buried under the peony flower garden. After examination, it was found that the women were all under fifteen years old and had suffered violations and various cruel abuses during their lifetimes - —”

Mr. Cheng: "Wait a minute! Although those female corpses were found in the Cheng family's annex, how can you be sure that Cheng Haoran killed them? Maybe someone else deliberately buried the bodies in my Cheng's annex to frame my Cheng family! "

Zhang San: "There is a witness from the grassroots. He is an old man who guards the other courtyard for Cheng Haoran. His surname is Xun."

Emperor: "Where are the witnesses?"

Zhang San: "Go back to the emperor and wait outside the palace."

A trace of panic flashed in Mr. Cheng's eyes. This Zhang San was obviously well prepared!

Emperor: "Proclaim the witness."

The mute uncle was brought over.

The old man had never left the county town in his life. Suddenly he entered the palace and was stared at by the emperor and officials. He was so nervous that he couldn't even walk with the same hands and feet.

He didn't dare to look to the side, he just stared at the heels of the person leading the way and walked in step by step.

"Your Majesty, bring the witness."

The mute uncle knelt down with a "pop" sound and said "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah" twice.

Zhang San promptly explained: "Old man Xun is mute and cannot speak."

The emperor said warmly: "Old man, get up quickly and give me a seat."

A chamberlain brought a round stool to the mute uncle and helped him up.

The dumb uncle sat up tremblingly.

Courtier A: "How can a mute, who can't even speak, be used as a witness?"

The emperor gave him a flat look and said calmly, "If you can't speak, you can't be a witness? How could I not know that this is still true in the world?"

Courtier A did not panic and asked Zhang San: "You said that this mute old man is a servant of the Cheng family's courtyard. Where is the evidence?"

Zhang San took out a deed of betrayal from his arms and said, "This is the deed of betrayal signed by Mr. Xun and Cheng Haoran."

The deed of sale was stamped by Cheng Haoran with his personal seal, as well as Old Man Xun's fingerprint.

Courtier A stepped forward and compared the fingerprints on the deed of sale, and had no objection to Old Man Xun letting Cheng Haoran guard the other courtyard.

Mr. Cheng also stepped forward to check the seal on it. It was indeed his nephew Haoran's private seal, and he had nothing to say.

(End of this chapter)