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All the civil and military officials gasped in shock. Those who usually advised the emperor that Renbao was too young all lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Renbao nestled on Su Xuance's shoulder and said softly, "No one can bully Renbao, I'm the second-in-command among humans!"

"That's good." Duke Lin said with a smile, then changed the subject, glancing at the emperor on the throne, "And Your Majesty, has he bullied you?"

The emperor paused, stroked his beard, and looked at Renbao, feeling inexplicably nervous about her answer.

Renbao yawned: "No, not really."

Lord Lin was relieved and stood in his proper place: "Then I'm relieved."

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Just then, the sound of drums entered the Golden Palace.

Someone is beating a drum!

The expressions of the civil and military officials changed abruptly. The drummer, who had appealed for justice beyond his rank, was told that he had to endure thirty strokes of the cane before he could enter the palace to meet the emperor.

Normally, no one would beat the drum.

But today, it rang.

Renbao asked Su Xuance in a low voice, and after understanding the meaning of striking the drum, she struggled to land.

"Uncle Emperor, Renbao wants to go and see," Renbao said cheerfully.

The emperor nodded: "I will go with you."

"Your Majesty, this is against the rules!" Du Qixian, the Vice Minister of Rites, stepped forward and spoke up to stop him.

Lord Lin snorted coldly and immediately looked at him, retorting, "Do you know the people outside who are beating the drum to appeal for justice?"

Vice Minister Du puffed out his beard and glared, "Don't know him!"

"Then what are you stopping?" Lord Lin asked in a cool tone.

Vice Minister Du opened his mouth, but then decided to shut up.

The emperor said, "Alright, my dear ministers, if you have something to say, speak up. If not, come with me to the palace to see who is seeking justice."

The civil and military officials looked at each other in silence.

Renbao was the first to rush out of the Golden Palace: "Let's go!"

Outside the palace.

"How dare you! The Emperor is in court, don't disturb him! Put down your drumstick at once!" The guard stared coldly at the woman beating the drum, drew his sword, and shouted at her sternly.

The woman still gripped the drumstick in her hand and continued to beat the drum, a fire burning in her eyes.

When the guard saw that she ignored him completely, he became furious and stabbed her with his sword in an attempt to stop her.

"Don't hurt anyone!" Lin Chengfeng rushed over and witnessed the scene. His sharp eyes immediately stopped him.

The guard quickly stepped back: "Vice Minister Lin."

Lin Chengfeng looked at the woman beating the drum: "Who goes there? State your name."

The words fell.

The emperor and his entourage arrived at the palace gate.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Lin Chengfeng bowed.

The woman trembled at the sound, released the mallet in her hand, and knelt down: "This commoner, Feng Banxia, ​​greets Your Majesty."

Renbao gripped the emperor's dragon robe, peered at Feng Banxia's face, and said, "Uncle Emperor, this sister's parents and brother have all been murdered, leaving her all alone."

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy upon hearing this.

The civil and military officials behind the emperor remained silent, glancing at his expression.

I wonder who will suffer today.

Tears welled up in Feng Banxia's eyes, which were so red they looked like they could bleed.

"Since you have been wronged, why don't you report it to the authorities? Do you know that striking the drum will result in thirty strokes of the cane?" the emperor asked in a deep voice.

Feng Banxia sobbed, but her tone was firm: "Your Majesty, I am willing to endure thirty strokes of the cane to beat the drum and appeal for justice, because the one who killed my parents and younger brother was Du Congfei, the son of the current Vice Minister Du!"

He forcibly abducted women from the countryside, disregarding human life. Even if he reported it to the authorities, he would be protected and the matter would be covered up, allowing him to continue his evil deeds without consequence.

The civil and military officials were in an uproar and looked at Vice Minister Du.

"This is slander!" Minister Du jumped out, his chest heaving with anger. He pointed at Feng Banxia and rebuked her, then turned and knelt before the emperor. "Your Majesty, my son would never do such a despicable thing."

Renbao tugged at the emperor's sleeve.

"What does the young celestial master want to say?" the emperor asked, bowing his head.

Renbao looked serious and said earnestly, "That lady wasn't lying; what she said was true!"

"Little Celestial Master, you are still young and easily deceived by people who seem pitiful on the surface." Vice Minister Du chimed in, "A woman with a bit of beauty like her, who thinks about using her looks to climb the social ladder, must be someone my son doesn't like, so she's trying to ruin him."

Lord Lin sneered three times: "Where do you get the nerve? With your son's big and burly build, the flesh on his face jiggles when he walks. The women in the capital aren't blind, they don't have to cling to him."

"If your son is ugly, it is the father's fault. Why don't you take a look at your face in a bronze mirror?"

Minister Du, his brows furrowed and eyes blazing with anger, shouted, "Lord Lin, don't push your luck!"

"Minister Du, don't deceive yourself." The Duke of Lin, having taken a Nine-Herb Pill before court, was full of energy. He bowed to the Emperor, "I implore Your Majesty to do justice for Miss Feng!"

Renbao immediately chimed in, softly saying, "That's right! Sister Feng is just a weak woman, what bad intentions could she possibly have? Uncle Emperor, quickly arrest that scoundrel named Du Congfei!"

Vice Minister Du was furious.

The matter is still unresolved, so why are they arresting his son?

The Emperor nodded: "Without rules, there can be no order. Before she pleads her case, Miss Feng should receive thirty strokes of the cane. Is that acceptable?"

Feng Banxia's expression was firm: "This humble woman is willing."

She lay on the wooden stool, closed her eyes, and got ready.

Snap! Snap! Five dull thuds of the cane fell, and blood stained her dress.

Feng Banxia gritted her teeth and didn't utter a single sound.

The civil and military officials watching from the sidelines trembled in their hearts. It was uncertain whether the girl could withstand thirty strokes of the cane.

Du Shilang stared at Feng Banxia with sharp and resentful eyes, cursing in his heart that he hoped she would die before she could withstand thirty strokes of the cane.

Thinking of his good-for-nothing son, Vice Minister Du felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his heart.

Renbao's heart skipped a beat. She ran to Su Xuance, looking at him with teary eyes, and said, "Daddy."

Su Xuance knew what she wanted to say, and he gently shook his head: "Renbao, these are the rules."

Renbao pouted and her big, dark eyes darted around.

Rules cannot be broken.

She could help secretly.

"Ghost." Renbao reached out and pulled out a young and strong male ghost hiding in the palace. "You lie on that sister's body and take the beating in her place."

The male ghost, already trembling with fear as Renbao grabbed him, shook even more upon hearing this, pitifully saying, "Little Yama, I'm afraid of pain."

"You're already dead, you won't feel any pain, I'll remember your good deeds," Renbao coaxed.

Upon hearing that there was merit involved, the male ghost's eyes lit up, and he immediately floated above Feng Banxia, ​​supporting himself with his hands on the ground to prevent his ghostly form from pressing down on her.

Renbao took out a talisman to protect Feng Banxia, ​​blocking the yin energy from entering her body.

Feng Banxia could hear the sound of the cane and could see out of the corner of her eye that the guards had not stopped moving, but she felt no pain at all.

It's so weird.

She looked up and met Renbao's clear, almond-shaped eyes, and suddenly understood.

It was the little Taoist priest who was helping her.

Thirty sticks fell.

Feng Banxia climbed up from the stool and knelt before the emperor: "Your Majesty, I, a commoner, wish to file a lawsuit against Du Congfei, the son of Vice Minister Du!"