Every step he took would leave a bloody footprint, as if the road was a bloody road and only by stepping on the blood could he reach the top.
Step by step, every time his body seemed to fall, he always held on at the last moment.
All the people below were watching him, their eyes full of worry.
When he finally reached the top, all the people below who were worried about him felt relieved.
Xiao Moer picked up the drumstick, stood on tiptoe, and a stream of internal force fell along the drumstick onto the cowhide drum.
With a "boom" sound, the drum beat shook the sky.
"Boom"...
The drums sounded one after another, and the people of Chang'an City were frightened by the sound of the drums.
In the inner city, the bustling streets were startled by the sound of drums, and the hawking sounds suddenly stopped.
“That voice…”
People walking on the street stopped and headed towards the place where the drums sounded. That was the root of the imperial city, the direction of the Forbidden City.
"That drum sound is the Dengwen drum," someone shouted.
The others all exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh my god, someone struck the drum for reporting."
At the outer city gate, countless peddlers and hawkers came and went, all in a hurry. Suddenly, the sound of a drum reached their ears. At first, some were confused, thinking it was just an illusion.
However, when the second and third sounds rang in their ears, everyone stopped in surprise.
"Do you hear the drums?"
The people around nodded.
"Why is the drum sound so loud?" someone couldn't help but wonder.
This doubt was shared by everyone present, because the sound of the drum had already spread outside Chang'an City. The carriages and people passing by all turned their heads to look at Chang'an City behind them.
"Has something happened?" The person in the carriage lifted the curtain and looked towards the Great Wall.
"I don't know." said the groom.
The people in the car listened to the drum beats, as if the drums were beating right next to their ears.
"The drum for public information has sounded," the old man in the carriage murmured, "It looks like something's going to happen in Chang'an. Let's go."
The driver responded and drove away, but the drumbeats seemed to accompany them all the time.
Everyone, whether inside or outside the city, heard the drumbeats and knew that the drum had been struck. Soon, the identity of the person beating the drum was also known.
Golden Throne Hall
Emperor Wenxuan asked, "Who struck the drum to report the news?"
He was in a good mood today, but suddenly someone beat the drum to appeal for justice, which completely ruined Emperor Wenxuan's mood.
The commander of the imperial guards hurried into the hall, knelt down and reported, "Your Majesty, it was a five-year-old child who struck the drum to report."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the Golden Palace was in an uproar.
That was the Dengwen Drum, even a strong man might not be able to get through it and climb up the stairs. Now a five-year-old child appeared and climbed up the Dengwen Drum and beat it.
"Spread it." Emperor Wenxuan said.
The eunuch immediately shouted outside the hall: "Send it."
Soon a team of guards hurried to Dengwen Tower and took Xiao Moer away.
Everyone watched them carry little Mo'er into the magnificent palace. The guards who were carrying the little man looked at the blood-soaked little man, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
"Don't talk nonsense when you get to the Golden Palace. You must answer the emperor's questions honestly, otherwise you will be guilty of deceiving the emperor," the guard kindly reminded.
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