At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty

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Under Zhuge Liang's expectant gaze, Sima Yi did not give a reply that would make Zhuge Liang happy.

Sima Yi just shook his head and sighed.

"There is nothing I can do within the purview of the county magistrate, Kong Ming. The imperial court clearly stipulates that officials below the county level, including county-level officials, cannot interfere with the distribution of supplies. This is an explicit order of the imperial court, Kong Ming.

We don't have that authority, no matter whether it's fair or not, we can't control this matter, if we force it to manage it, it's overstepping our authority, not to mention whether the court can uphold justice, after this matter, can you and I still gain a foothold in Liangzhou? "

"It's not a matter of fairness or not."

Zhuge Liang shook his head and squeezed Sima Yi's hand tightly: "This is a matter of greed or not, a crime or not, Zhong Da! This is a crime! Can we turn a blind eye to crimes?!"

Sima Yi was silent for a while, and looked down at Zhuge Liang's tightly held hand.

【Stop talking, Kong Ming!

Don't make me feel so guilty anymore, okay?

You do it, you do it yourself!Don't pull me up!

I am different from you!

I don't have such a strong background as you!

I can't afford to offend them!

I don't want to be your scapegoat!

There are six younger brothers in my family waiting for me to fight for their future!

I can't joke about my future, do you understand! 】

Sima Yi roared silently in his heart.

But this roar, Zhuge Liang should not be able to hear it.

So Sima Yi didn't really intend to just yell at Zhuge Liang like this.

"Kong Ming, this is not something we should manage. In what capacity do you want to manage it? How?"

Sima Yi looked at Zhuge Liang seemingly calmly.

"Can't you manage it as a citizen of the Wei Kingdom?"

Zhuge Liang looked at Sima Yi with some puzzlement: "Why does the Dengwen Drum set up from the entrance of the county government all the way to the main entrance of the palace exist? What is the purpose of your Majesty's move? You really don't understand, Zhongda? Am I wrong?"

Sima Yi was speechless.

Dengwen Drum, this is a big drum that must be set up at the gates of government offices at and above the county level and above the county level after Guo Peng proclaimed himself emperor.

He stipulated that if ordinary people have grievances that cannot be resolved on the spot, and if they encounter unfair treatment, they can choose to beat the Dengwen drum at the door of a higher government.

Once the Dengwen drum is sounded, the main administrative officials in various places must respond, the local law enforcement officers must intervene, and immediately protect the person who beat the drum, and must report this matter to the Central Criminal Department for reporting, so that the Central Criminal Department knows the ins and outs of the matter and Disposal results.

If there is any concealment, once it is found out, it will be severely punished.

So in the past few years, from the central to the local, from the Gyeonggi area to the remote areas, a uniform style of Dengwen drums has been set up at the gates of government offices above the county level.

There are also Luoyang City, where the Dengwen Drum was set up at the main entrance of the palace city, and the imperial guards were dispatched to protect it in turn.

Once someone came to beat the Dengwen Drum, the Imperial Army needed to protect the person on the spot, and then immediately reported it to the emperor himself.

What kind of grievances cannot be resolved locally, there is no way to go to heaven and no way to go down to earth, so that it is necessary to beat the Dengwen drum at the feet of the emperor.

The emperor is about to intervene, use his supreme prestige to intervene in this matter, and see what monsters and ghosts are causing trouble.

However, although Guo Peng set up the Dengwen Drum, in the eyes of many officials, the symbolic meaning of the Dengwen Drum is greater than its practical significance.

It's just a thought, it doesn't make much sense.

If you think about it with your brain, you know, if it's something that officials like you don't want people to know, will the sufferer really have a chance to beat the Dengwen drum?

Is it rare for local officials to protect each other?

Be it the previous dynasty or the present, will such things really disappear?

Is there really any politician who is willing to uphold justice for a grassroots person at the risk of offending his colleagues and losing his political career?

Many people silently ridiculed the symbolic meaning of this measure in their hearts.

What is the purpose of giving people an impossible expectation?

The emperor's bad taste?

The emperor did this just to show everyone a gesture, right?

Let everyone know that he cares about people's livelihood very much, and he wants to advocate justice, but in reality?

To be honest, from the central government to the local government, it is probably only a small probability event to beat the Dengwen drum and successfully redress the grievances. It is a beautiful idea that makes it hard to believe that it can really succeed.

Just a thought.

That's exactly what it said.

[Who dares to be wronged? 】

The emperor's bad taste was a little too cruel.

Sima Yi felt that people like himself and Zhuge Liang who lived in the upper class should be more aware of the practical significance of this existence.

It’s just a political game symbol. The Dengwen Drum has been set up and no one has ever played it. Isn’t it the reality’s response to this game symbol?

The Dengwen drum will not be struck in the past, will not be struck now, and will not be struck in the future.

The Great Wei Empire was prosperous and the people were safe, the country was strong and the people were rich, the officials obeyed the law and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, everyone praised the emperor's benevolent government, and there was no lawlessness. It is a fairyland on earth!

this is the truth.

But now Zhuge Liang told Sima Yi that he believed that the existence of the Dengwen Drum had practical significance, and that someone could really succeed in redressing their grievances through the Dengwen Drum.

As long as you beat that Dengwen drum, justice can be served.

The wicked will be punished, the righteous will succeed in upholding justice, the hurt will be compensated and helped, and after that, they will live a happy life.

Such and such a fairy tale.

Sima Yi couldn't help being surprised by this.

Kong Ming, are you deceived by lard?

If possible, Sima Yi really wanted to ask Zhuge Liang like this.

After learning about this, someone in the cabinet jokingly said that such a thing as "who in the hall sues this official?" Do you really think it doesn't exist?

Sima Yi wanted to laugh at Zhuge Liang wantonly.

If this happened at the wine table, Sima Yi would definitely do it with the help of Jiu Jin.

He laughed at Zhuge Liang's innocence severely.

But not now, Zhuge Liang is awake, and he is also awake.

"Dengwengu...Kong Ming, can the Dengwengu really solve the injustices in the world? Can one Dengwengu have such a big impact?"

"I don't care if it has that much influence or not, it's there! Zhongda, Dengwengu is there! The grievance is also there!"

Zhuge Liang stared at Sima Yi firmly: "The imperial court decree expressly stipulates that it is there! It is!"

"Kong Ming, listen to my advice. You can't take care of this matter. Someone from another place can take care of it, but you can't."

Sima Yi tried hard to persuade.

Zhuge Liang looked at Sima Yi.

"Then Zhongda, are you willing to take care of it? I don't care, my status is special, you can, your status is not special."

Zhuge Liang's question made Sima Yi feel dumbfounded.

[Don't ask me that!

I said it all!Don't ask me that! 】

Sima Yi really wanted to shake off Zhuge Liang's hand and let him leave here, don't ask him such a proposition.

The ardent expectation of the white-haired father and the bright future of the six younger brothers are all waiting for him to develop!

He won't answer, he doesn't know how to answer.

But Zhuge Liang's eyes just stared straight at him.

Still so clear, firm, without a trace of confusion.

For some reason, a feeling of disgust suddenly occupied Sima Yi's entire thinking.

[Do you know, Kong Ming, sometimes I really hate you. 】

A voice sounded from the depths of Sima Yi's heart.

This made Sima Yi himself startled when he came back to his senses.

Sima Yi took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Kong Ming, don't think too much, this matter must involve a lot of people, if it really involves a very important place, someone will take care of it after all, so..."

"Are you in charge, Zhongda?"

Zhuge Liang looked at Sima Yi like this.

Sima Yi licked his dry lips.

He didn't know what to say.

He knew that Zhuge Liang was right in thinking this way, and the voice deep in his heart told him that it was right.

But he also felt that this was wrong, and there was a voice, a louder and easier to hear voice, telling Sima Yi that this was wrong.

Sima Yi didn't answer Zhuge Liang for a long time, and the two stood facing each other, looking at each other like that.

So at this moment, Zhuge Liang seemed to know what Sima Yi wanted to say.

He waited for a while, but before Sima Yi could reply, he lowered his head and slowly let go of the hand that was holding Sima Yi's wrist.

Thinking about it carefully, doing this by yourself is really embarrassing Sima Yi.

Zhuge Liang laughed at himself.

"Zhongda, I made things difficult for you, I'm sorry."

After speaking, Zhuge Liang took a deep look at Sima Yi, then turned and left.

He left without waiting for Sima Yi's wife to prepare the meal, have a few drinks and eat a meal.

Not long after, Sima Yi's wife, Mrs. Zhang, came over with a jug of wine, and saw Sima Yi standing stupidly at the entrance of the hall, looking towards the direction of the empty gate.

"Where's Kong Ming?"

"gone."

"gone?"

"gone."

"why?"

"For Dengwen Drum."

"Dengwen drum?"

Mrs. Zhang was puzzled, not knowing what Sima Yi was talking about.

But Sima Yi did not answer Zhang's question after all.

But he himself knew the answer.

He knew the answer that made him ashamed, resentful, remorseful, and jealous.

If he had the same backing, political resources, and promising future as Zhuge Liang, he wouldn't have known such an answer.