chapter 12.3

Under the sunlight, the thin memorial was opened up. Each name was placed squarely on it, and on closer inspection, they were the names and seals of the officials of the Da Lisi.

At this point, there was a sudden silence from the top and bottom of the government office. Only the sound of breath intake could be heard.

At the beginning of the founding of Dajing.

Taizu prevented the powerful officials from deceiving their subordinates and the common people from redressing their grievances by erecting a huge blue dragon bell on the Qinglong Pavilion in front of the palace. Both the common people and the lower ranking officials were allowed to go beyond their rank to ring the bell to bring their grievances to the attention of Heaven.

But the bell could not be rung easily. Ordinary people who wished to ring the bell had to undergo thirty strokes of the plank to show their will, while lower-ranking officials... had to take the top hat and plume as a guarantee, and if the report was wrong, they would be relegated to the common people and would never be employed as officials.

[ flower tail feathers; plume;top hat and plume - It was an important symbol to distinguish the official rank of an official. In the Qing dynasty, the flower plume was a symbol of prestige and rank. Being punished by the removal of the plume is an extraordinarily serious punishment.]

It was unthinkable that the names of all the officials of the Da Lisi were on this memorial.

"Lord Pei, we are all willing to comply with Lord Huang's wishes."

A group of officials walked out of the Da Lisi, all placing their official hats in their hands and looking solemnly

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Pei Zhan's complexion was deathly pale and he shivered, unable to speak. He knew better than anyone that if the Qinglong Bell was really rung in the name of all the officials of the Da Lisi, his career would come to an end.

Huang Pu put away the memorial. He walked over to Ren Anle and cupped his hands in obeisance, "Lord Ren, Yu An has left the Da Lisi in your hands."

Ren Anle raised her head, her gaze burning: "Why would Lord Huang believe in Anle?"

Even to the extent of betting the future of a government official on her!

"We share the same heart. Your Excellency, being a humble man, can understand the pains these candidates have gone through in their ten years of hard study. Besides, Your Excellency has great ambitions in mind, and Yu An believes that Your Excellency's involvement in this case is not just for the sake of the Crown Princess position in the Eastern Palace."

Ren Anle's pupils deepened, and after half a second, she solemnly bowed to Huang Pu: "Lord Huang, Ren Anle promises you that she will never fail to do what your lordship has entrusted her with."

She knew why Huang Pu had to ring the Qinglong Bell. The Minister of Revenue and the Marquis of Zhongyi, these people were too involved. If not, perhaps the truth would be sealed before it could be made public.

The reason why her name and seal were not included in the memorial was because once the Qinglong bell was rung, everyone would immediately become sinful and no longer have the right to hear the case, and Ren Anle...was the only bargaining chip left by a group of officials from the Da Lisi.

Huang Pu nodded his head and exchanged glances with the officials in the government office. Ten or so officials walked down the stone steps and followed Huang Pu, official hats in hand, towards the Qinglong Pavilion in the Imperial City.