Meng Wenhao didn't react for a moment: "The drum sound... stopped?"
"Maybe the palace received the news and brought the people in." Xiao Lingyue glanced at the street below. The crowd had not dispersed yet, and there was constant discussion.
She frowned slightly and reached out to close the window.
Meng Wenhao said worriedly: "The drum of grievance has been beaten, will there be unrest in the capital again?"
Xiao Lingyue pondered and said nothing for a while.
She was also wondering, who would sound the drum of grievance? Why should they seek redress?
Where did her ominous premonition just come from?
illusion?
Meng Wenhao sighed: "It has been such a troubled time recently. The bandit matter has not been resolved, and Gong Yangqian has not been caught. Now someone is drumming to complain, and I don't know if it is related?"
Xiao Lingyue's heart moved and she smiled: "This shouldn't have much relevance, right?"
She walked to her original position and sat down, motioning for Meng Wenhao to sit down as well: "The army has been sent to Hulang Mountain to suppress the bandits, and the result is expected to be soon, not to mention Gong Yangqian's matter."
This is a major national event related to Nanyan, and it has nothing to do with complaining.
Beat drums to cry out grievances.
This means that it is an internal matter in Northern Qin, and there is no way to seek justice for huge grievances, so the grievance drum will be sounded.
Xiao Lingyue thought to herself that this should be irrelevant.
Meng Wenhao nodded: "What Miss Shen said makes sense, but I don't know how much grievance it is that would lead you to play drums at the gate of Beiqin Palace?"
It is actually not uncommon to complain.
Not only at the main entrance of the palace, they are also placed in various government offices.
If it is an ordinary case that needs to be reported to the government, most people will choose to go to the government. Unless the reporter is sure that the case is serious and cannot be solved by ordinary government offices, or there is some compelling reason, they will go to the palace gate to beat drums and complain.
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This is equivalent to going to heaven to listen and complain.
The seriousness of the matter suddenly escalated.
However, the drum of grievance at the entrance of the palace is not so easy to beat.
If there is not really a serious grievance, the drummer will also bear serious responsibility - disturbing the emperor can be punishable by death!
Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes slightly and smiled: "No matter what the grievance is, it has nothing to do with us. If something big happens in the capital, there will always be news."
No news is the best news.
It means it has nothing to do with them.
Meng Wenhao was convinced and nodded: "That's the truth."
"Then again, you want to find a job in the capital and make some money, right?"
Xiao Lingyue changed the topic and asked: "Have you found the right one?"
Meng Wenhao suddenly grimaced and shook his head helplessly: "Not yet."
Xiao Lingyue said in surprise: "With your conditions, it shouldn't be difficult to find a simple job, right? Do you think the monthly salary is too little?"
After all, Meng Wenhao came from a maritime merchant family and was the young master of the caravan.
He is literate, understands business, and is still an adult man.
Finding a job is very simple.
If you can read and write, you can do paperwork. If you understand business management, you can apply for waiter, shopkeeper or even accountant.
At worst, he can sell his energy and do some hard work.