The servant Mu looked at Qiao Diyi with some suspicion, but he couldn't see anything clearly because of the veil.

If you think about it carefully, he probably doesn't want to reveal his identity.

After all, if Mr. Tan fails to redress his grievances this time, he will most likely lose his life, but his younger brothers and sisters will still have to continue living.

Since Mr. Tan said so himself, he had no reason to stop it.

Qiao Diyi walked forward, knelt in front of Tan Hanchi, and screamed in a shrill voice: "Brother, are you okay? Brother, you can't be in trouble!"

Qiao Jiaojiao: “…”

[I never knew my second brother was such a good actor! ]

Tan Hanchi felt a little amused and said with difficulty: "I'm not... I'm not dead yet, but I can't move. Help me up, brother."

Qiao Diyi took out a water bag from his waist, opened the lid and handed it to Tan Hanchi's mouth, "Brother, drink some water first."

While Qiao Diyi was slightly pulling open the veil, Qiao Jiaojiao immediately reached out and touched Tan Hanchi's face.

A subtle golden light flashed in the palm of her hand, warm.

At this moment, Tan Hanchi unexpectedly heard a childish voice.

[Tan Hanchi, don't be afraid. I will give you a boost! Stand firm and be strong! Go to the Golden Palace and kill everyone——]

The sound stopped abruptly the moment Qiao Jiaojiao withdrew her hand.

Tan Hanchi was at a loss. The moment the curtain fell, he met the pair of bright and big eyes of Miss Qiao, which seemed to be able to speak.

Was it... was it the voice of Miss Qiao? From what she said, she was actually trying to heal him?

No...Impossible!

He must have been seriously injured, so he was hallucinating!

Tan Hanchi was both frightened and stunned. At this moment, a warmth spread from the place where Miss Qiao had just touched, and quickly flowed from his shoulder to his back, and then gathered at his injured area.

Tan Hanchi felt the numbing and itchy sensation spreading, and the tearing pain mysteriously disappeared, replaced by the stinging pain of torn skin and flesh.

Seeing that Tan Hanchi had no reaction, Qiao Jiaojiao couldn't help but mutter in her heart:

[The talisman has been cast, why does it seem like Tan Hanchi has no reaction? 】

[Damn, that's my 60 merits! ]

Upon hearing this, Qiao Diyi hurriedly stood up to help Tan Hanchi, wanting to confirm the effect of the "Bone and Muscle Recovery Talisman".

He just exerted a little force and felt Tan Hanchi supporting him to stand up.

When others looked at him, they thought that it was all his strength that supported the situation, but Qiao Diyi clearly felt that Tan Hanchi himself was also exerting strength!

Damn, little sister, you are amazing!

At this time, Tan Hanchi's heart was beating wildly and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

If just now, he could still regard that sentence as his own imagination, but now his muscles and bones have really healed in an instant!

Miss Qiao...Miss Qiao is not an ordinary person. It was Miss Qiao who saved him!

However, the current situation did not allow Tan Hanchi to think too much, because half an hour was almost over and he could not delay until the end of the court!

Since Miss Qiao saved me out of kindness, I must not repay her with evil by telling her about her magical powers, otherwise it would very likely bring her a catastrophe!

Thinking of this, Tan Hanchi suppressed the shock in his heart, staggered to a stand, then endured the severe pain of torn flesh and took down two drumsticks from the drum stand!

When everyone saw how strong Tan Hanchi was, they couldn't help but gasp as they didn't know that Qiao Jiaojiao was secretly helping him.

This boy has a strong mind, which is beyond ordinary people's reach. He will definitely achieve great things in the future!

Tan Hanchi took a deep breath, and with the encouragement of Qiao Diyi, he beat the drum with all his strength!

Boom!

Boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

The drumbeats became more and more urgent, just like Tan Hanchi’s surging heart at this moment!

This drum is beaten for fairness, for justice, for the students who will continue to study hard in the future, and for the Qingming court that he longs for!

Boom!

The sound of drums rose above the Dengwen Drum Courtyard and reached the Golden Palace which was separated by several walls!

Emperor Yong looked out in some surprise, and all the civil and military officials were even more confused.

Where does the drum sound come from?

Qiao Zhongguo slowly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Good boy, I helped you do it!"

Qiao Tianjing felt relieved, Brother Tan is truly a rare talent!

"Report——"

Urgent reports came in layer by layer.

"Your Majesty, the Zhuozhou scholar Tan Hanchi is beating the drum outside to report to the emperor!"

When these words were spoken, all the civil and military officials were stunned and surprised.

The Dengwen Drum has not been sounded for eight years, and they have almost forgotten its existence.

When the Minister of Rites Xin Ruizhi heard the name Tan Hanchi, he felt his legs go weak and the world was spinning around him!

Tan Hanchi......

Isn’t Tan Hanchi the first-class player replaced by Gu Junlin?

Didn’t my father-in-law say that all the students’ problems have been solved?

Now that such a huge mistake has occurred, is it possible that his entire family will be executed?

The prince's expression slightly changed when he heard this, and he immediately stepped out.

"Father, the drum for hearing the news has not been sounded for eight years. Once it is sounded, the whole world will know about it. Moreover, this person is a candidate for the imperial examination. All the scholars in the world will pay attention to him. We need to treat him with caution."

"I, your son, will bring some people to bring Tan Hanchi to the Golden Palace, and let your father administer justice!"

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Outside the Dengwen Drum Court, when Sheng Mingcheng saw Tan Hanchi pick up the drumstick, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

What should I do? What should I do?

Just when Sheng Mingcheng was at a loss, a hand reached out and grabbed him.

"My dear, come quickly, the Duke wants to see you!"

The person who spoke was the boy who brought the news this morning.

When Sheng Mingcheng heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and he let the servant push through the crowd and pull him to the entrance of an alley.

Duke Qing Sheng Qishan was sitting in the carriage at the entrance of the alley.

Sheng Mingcheng got on the carriage tremblingly and was slapped hard in the face.

"Idiot! Look what you've done!"

Sheng Mingcheng didn't dare to argue and knelt in the carriage and kowtowed desperately.

Sheng Qishan kicked him angrily and said in a gloomy voice: "Stop knocking! Shu Mo said that the second prince met you some time ago?"

Sheng Mingcheng was kicked so hard that he fell on his buttocks against the car wall. He didn't know where his back was hit and his lips turned white in pain, but he could only nod his head repeatedly.

"Yes, just a few days ago."

Sheng Qishan's face was gloomy. "What did the Second Prince say to you?"

Sheng Mingcheng did not dare to hide anything and said quickly and truthfully: "The Second Prince said that he has always respected you, Grandpa, and said that if his grandson encounters any difficulties, he can go to him..."

"Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?"

Sheng Qishan slapped the small wooden table in front of him, making it make a loud clacking sound.

Sheng Mingcheng suddenly shuddered and stammered back, "Grandson... Grandson thinks that the Second Prince has no power and influence, and is disliked by the Emperor. His Majesty is only trying to win over our Duke Qing's Mansion, so..."

"Idiot! You are such a hopeless idiot!"

Sheng Qishan was so angry that his liver ached. He pointed his finger viciously at Sheng Mingcheng's forehead, wishing he could stab him to death!

The emperor was so obsessed with Princess Yu Liu back then that even if he gave her mountains of gold and silver and all the good things, it would still not be enough.

After Princess Yu Liu was forced to commit suicide, the Second Prince was the only bloodline left. The older he got, the more he looked like Princess Yu Liu.

Men are all mean-spirited. What they can't get is the best, and what they lose is even more unforgettable!

So, will His Majesty dislike the Second Prince?

It's impossible!

I’m afraid she’s hiding this from everyone, and the Second Prince is in so much pain that his eyes are spinning!

The reason why the Duke Qing's Mansion has not taken sides until now is because the Crown Prince's position is so stable that even if the Second Prince has the favor of the Emperor, he may not be able to turn defeat into victory.

Now that the Second Prince has extended an olive branch to the Duke Qing's Mansion, he must have discovered some clues about the Spring Examination. This is a warning, but also an expression of cooperation.

Such a hook of resurrection was thrown in front of him, but he was almost buried by his stupid grandson!

"Quick, send someone to pass the message to the Second Prince, and tell him that if His Highness can help us get through this difficult time, the Duke of Qing's Mansion will follow His Highness' lead from now on!"