The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

At noon the next day, the Dongtou Vegetable Market was bustling again. There were prisoners executed here every day, and many people who were not afraid of this came to watch. There were always many people gathered in front of the beheading square.

Moreover, in Dongtou, there was not only the beheading, but also the grievance drum built when Fengyuan was founded. If the people suffered injustice, they could beat the grievance drum and report their grievances to the emperor, who would decide.

"Execution!" With the order of the executioner sitting in the Dongtou Vegetable Market Square, he threw the token heavily to the ground. The executioner who was standing next to the prisoner with his hands tied and wearing prison uniforms spat and raised his side knife with both hands.

The sharp blade of the side knife shone brightly under the midday sun. The next moment, the muscles of the butcher's arm swelled and he swung the side knife in his hand heavily, and the sharp blade immediately pointed at the prisoner's neck.

With a hiss, blood spurted out from the neck, splashing all over the execution platform, and the prisoner's head, with his eyes still open, fell on the platform. After rolling several times, it finally stopped powerlessly, leaving only a blood mark on the platform.

The prisoner who was to be beheaded today had been executed, and the excitement was over. When many people who were lingering in the East Market were about to disperse and go home, they suddenly saw a tall and thin figure walking towards the injustice drum.

"Hey, someone is going to beat the injustice drum?" I don't know which sharp-eyed people first saw the figure walking towards the injustice drum, and couldn't help but exclaimed with a little surprise.

"Where, where?" Many people were attracted and squeezed towards the place where the injustice drum was. They were very interested in the fact that someone was going to beat the injustice drum, and they all ran to join in the fun.

The injustice drum has been built since the founding of Fengyuan State, but it has not been beaten many times over the years.

Firstly, except for the war between Fengyuan State and its neighboring country Huangyu State, there have been no natural disasters or man-made disasters. The government affairs of Fengyuan State can be regarded as peaceful, and the people can live and work in peace. Secondly, although the empresses of all dynasties were not pioneering and enterprising wise rulers, they were definitely not stupid people, and there were few injustices in Fengyuan State.

Although the injustice drum stands in the East City of the Imperial Capital, where anyone can touch it and any civilian can beat it, it has not been beaten many times in the past few hundred years. After all, beating the injustice drum is not without cost.

Once the injustice drum is struck, the injustice will reach the ears of the heaven, and the person beating the drum will have to bear the punishment of three knives and six holes, passing through the sea of ​​fire, and stepping on the mountain of knives. This is the price of beating the injustice drum. If it is not really wronged, ordinary people cannot bear such pain to beat the injustice drum.

It is precisely for this reason that the number of times the injustice drum has been struck in the past hundred years is not many, but each time it is a major event that makes the entire Fengyuan Kingdom turbulent. The hidden black hands behind each injustice are often unfathomable, and each time it makes the entire Fengyuan Kingdom turbulent.

"Your Majesty, it's not good!" When noon came, thinking about Xuanyuan's words before he left last night, the empress, who felt more and more ominous in her heart, suddenly heard the report of the female officials, and her heart skipped a beat.

The empress took a deep breath to calm herself down, and sat at the head with a calm tone and asked: "What happened? Tell me in detail, don't panic."

Influenced by the empress's calmness, the female official who was originally very panicked walked to the empress and bowed: "Your Majesty, General Qingwu appeared at the East City Drum of Injustice, and now he has sounded the drum of injustice."

A trace of horror flashed across her eyes, and the empress's pupils shrank: "You said he was sounding the drum of injustice? Did he say anything..." something that shouldn't be said?

Before the empress finished her words, she heard a clear, pleasant, indifferent and calm voice suddenly resounding throughout the palace and the entire imperial capital: "Today I, Qingwu, sounded the drum of injustice, just because of the injustice and unwillingness in my heart, I want to seek justice for myself, and ask Your Majesty, where Qingwu violated the national law and asked Your Majesty to give me poisoned wine."

The man's clear, magnetic and deep voice resounded throughout the imperial capital. Even if you can't see him, you can hear his body, as if the person who spoke is everywhere. And this strange phenomenon is not the most surprising thing. The most surprising thing is what he said.

"General Qingwu? He is the great hero of the defeat of Huangyu Kingdom this time. Although it is very unexpected that he is a man, his deeds and contributions are worthy of respect!"

"I heard that General Qingwu disappeared a few days ago. Now it seems... I am afraid that he was imprisoned by His Majesty? Is His Majesty going to give General Qingwu poisoned wine? This, this is a cruel thing to kill loyal people..."

"It is against the law for men to join the army. Your Majesty can't say that he did something wrong! And since His Majesty gave poisoned wine, how can General Qingwu come to beat the drum of grievance?"

When Xuanyuan's voice could be heard by the people of the entire imperial city, the public opinion about Qingwu broke out completely at this time, and the people who knew about Qingwu couldn't help but discuss it.

They either sympathized with Qing Wu and thought that His Majesty had gone too far, or they despised Qing Wu for being a man who joined the army, and applauded His Majesty's handling of the matter. In short, no matter what they thought, they all spoke up.

"Qing Wu's voice could be heard by the people of the whole city. What kind of martial arts is this?" The empress's face was gloomy, and she stood up suddenly, "Go, I will go to the drum to complain, and I can't let Qing Wu continue."

It's a pity that no matter how angry the empress was in her heart and how much she wanted to stop it, even if she sent the imperial guards and secret guards to capture Xuan Yuan who was at the drum to complain, who could be his opponent?

So when the empress rushed to the drum of complaint in a rage, Xuanyuan had already narrated the events of the past period of time in a cold voice, indifferent tone, clear logic and sharp words.

Xuanyuan did not add too many personal views, and told the facts directly, but the more so, the more people sighed. The people who originally had prejudices against men joining the army and fighting the enemy also calmed down when they heard that men would go to the battlefield whenever there was a busy war at the border.

They grew up in the imperial capital, at the feet of the emperor, and were peaceful and peaceful. But before Xuanyuan spoke, did they really think about what the soldiers and people fighting at the border had paid for their safety and happiness?

Say that men should not join the army to fight? But over the years, if those men had not stood up to defend their country in the war with the Phoenix Kingdom, the border would have fallen long ago. How could the people living in the heart of the Phoenix Kingdom enjoy so many years of peace?

Just because General Qingwu is a man, his merits in defending the country and fighting against the enemy will be erased, and he will even be imprisoned by His Majesty and given a cup of poisoned wine to die?

"I smashed the wine cup, broke out of the prison, and came to this injustice drum. I just want to ask Your Majesty, what is Qingwu's fault? Is it that all his merits are erased because he is a man?" Xuanyuan stood in front of the injustice drum. He didn't show any gestures, but his voice had spread throughout the imperial capital?

"I just want to know, am I wrong? Or is this the way the world is, for no reason, just because men and women are different, there must be different levels." Xuanyuan raised his head, and above his head was the vast blue sky, white clouds, and the sun was shining brightly.

He stood beside the tall injustice drum, tall and thin, the long wind blew his wide black robe, and as his sleeves fluttered, Xuanyuan's voice seemed to carry a mysterious power, penetrating into everyone's heart.

"General Qing's words seem to make sense. Are we men inferior to women just because we were born men?" Many men had such thoughts at the same time. Qing Wu's words seemed to open the invisible lock in their minds, giving them a new understanding.

Although many women felt a little unhappy and difficult to accept, it must be said that Xuanyuan had laid a good foundation before. At this time, even if many civilian women felt that something was wrong, most of them sympathized with Qing Wu's experience.

"Today, I just want to get an answer. I want to know, where did I go wrong? Was it me or His Majesty who was wrong."

Just after the sonorous voice fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew across the entire imperial capital. The sun, which was originally bright and warm, was suddenly blocked by white clouds, and the originally clear and bright sky suddenly became dark.

The wind was blowing hard, and as the light dimmed, pieces of goose feathers as big as white fluff fell down. These white fluff-like existences were dense and numerous, and they fell down one after another, as if to cover the entire world in a piece of snow-white.

"It's snow! It's snowing!"

"It's June now! It's snowing! This is real snow!"

"Snow in June!"

"Snow in June..."

As the snowflakes fell all over the ground, the people in the whole imperial capital, whether indoors or outdoors, came out and watched the heavy snow falling down like goose feathers, covering the whole imperial capital with white.

"Snow in June... Is this the answer from heaven to General Qing Wu's question?"

"Snow in June must be caused by injustice. Your Majesty is wrong..."

These two thoughts flashed through the minds of the people in the imperial capital.