From Chief to Ball

Red Fish shook his head to indicate that he couldn't think of it, and Chen Jian didn't say much. It wasn't that he didn't trust his own people, but that he didn't trust the heads sitting on certain seats.

Once he dies, Xiacheng's top management will definitely find a way to seize Xiacheng's public property and make it their own. This is an inevitable situation that has occurred in the process of changing the clan land system into private land.

But if the art of ruling cannot keep pace with the times, it will inevitably lead to their weakness compared to the bottom-level Chinese who have learned to resist.

The power is weak, and the art of ruling is not enough. Facing the bottom layer with a more mature art of resistance, the upper layers of Xiacheng will definitely unite with all the dirty, smelly, and even outdated things, otherwise they will have no power to resist the resistance of the bottom layer.

Just like Xiacheng's system is a rule, one end is the rule of the high-level, and the other end is the resistance of the bottom.

The bottom of Xia City is more resistant to technology than the bottom of other cities.

If you want to suppress, you must either be within the rules and have more sophisticated ruling arts and deception methods; or you will be more violent, bloody and dirty, trample on all the rules, unite all forces that can be united, or even sell the entire city, borrow troops to help suppress, and smash it. This seesaw.

This is predictable.

When they cannot win within the rules, these high-level officials will choose to destroy the rules, the schools, the workshop system, and the non-bloodline examination and selection system that has been established with great difficulty, and they will choose to return to the same situation as other cities today. The way to rule, because that's easier.

If the power of a single official group is not enough, then they will unite with supporters of blood theory, external forces, other cities, and even barbarians, just for their own stability-taking history as a mirror is by no means groundless worry. Guan borrowed his teacher to aid in the suppression of his great achievements, and was canonized by the orthodox Southern Ming court as Duke Ji of the Ming Dynasty—although it is different from Xiacheng, the greatest rule and the greatest orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty is to recover the Han family's rivers and mountains and confer the title of Duke Ji. In essence, it is destroying the bottom line of the rules, from the iron bones of the awakened ethnic group to a cesspit of class interest groups that have given up ethnicity.

Production relations that transcend the times need to be coordinated with ruling methods that transcend the times. Otherwise, the ruling class will destroy the advanced production level in order to adapt to its own ruling methods. This kind of thing is not uncommon in history.

The Qing Dynasty’s ruling skills were not enough, so the murderous circles banned books and exterminated technology to allow productivity to regress to production relations that adapt to their own ruling skills—because they were the means of slavery and nobles, and they would not be able to effectively rule the emerging market era where capital sprouted. , it is better to destroy it for your own convenience.

It is because their means of ruling are weak that they unite with all the filthy dross to increase their strength.

Barbarians, chiefs, distorted hypocrites, shameless officials, traitors, none of these people can effectively rule in the face of resistance from the bottom, so they naturally form a group.

From killing people to banning books to distorting traditions, each fulfills its duties, and there is a long honeymoon period, until one side is strong enough to kick the other away, and dog eats dog.And when the dog bites the dog, the flames of the bottom-level resistance must have been suppressed by the joint suppression, and the achievements of civilization will be destroyed in one go.

This is what Chen Jian is most afraid of. People in Xiacheng also have buttocks. If they have buttocks, it is impossible not to walk this way.At this time, both sides are too naive, he can only grab one hand and lift up at the same time, bringing up a strange balance.

It was difficult to explain this kind of question, and it took Red Fish a long time to understand it, so that it was almost dawn when he understood it.

Chen Jian put his arms around her and lay down on the bed: "Let's rest today, nothing will happen. I guess those people must all sit in the house and won't go to the street. I don’t have any workarounds, so I don’t have to worry about it, obviously these few people are unlikely to make a big deal, it’s better to kill them. I don’t have to worry about giving them alms as a Chinese.”

Chapter 1 Fifteen Green Fruits

As soon as the morning dawned, the whistle for breakfast blew, but there were not many people who went to eat, and many of them had panic and uneasiness on their faces.

Last night, some words that they had never heard before, which made them feel confused and frightened, spread among the dormitories of various workshop workers.Almost no one could read, and it was just passed on by word of mouth. The content of this word of mouth made them a little scared and at a loss.

No one knows who said these words first came out, but it was like a wildfire on the wasteland in autumn, soon filled with remnants of clouds and black smoke, and there was an aura of burning the sky and the earth.

Those words were very long, but every workshop worker remembered them clearly, because these words expressed their hearts that they usually want to say but dare not say, and don't know how to say it.

Those words seemed to appear suddenly overnight. Maybe someone knew the source of these words, but those who knew would not speak out, because they trusted the person who told them these words.

Even if they want to tell the truth, some people will think of the dead bodies picked up by the lake yesterday, and think that many people in Onozawa are different from slaves elsewhere. Many of them have killed their masters, and there is a lot of blood on their hands. When not daring to kill.

Many people who ate in the canteen firmly believed that this might be their last breakfast these days, so they ate a lot and felt a little nauseous.

Those who had nothing to eat lay quietly in the dormitory, and they were told not to do anything, just lie down.

The managers of the workshop came to the dormitory and asked these people why they didn’t go to work. Their answer was very simple: “It’s too cold, we don’t have winter clothes, if we continue to work, we will get sick and be thrown to the island.”

"But if you don't work, you will have nothing to eat. If you disturb the normal work of the workshop, you will be whipped."

"That's better than freezing to death. Sooner or later, you will die!"

The answer was loud and strong, but there was no physical conflict, but a normal, human-to-human conversation.

After the managers left helplessly, the workshop workers lying in the leaves once again sang the words they heard last night.

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Every workshop worker like me, I want to tell you something.

In other cities, those people told us that their blood was nobler than ours.So we are born slaves and they are born masters.

Don't be fooled, because you have all heard Ji Xia's story: Our ancestors split the world and threw us out with mud in his image, everyone is the same.

If you don't believe me, you can take off your clothes and you will find that we are the same as those who drive us to work, the only difference is that they have more oil on their bodies.

Those who say that our blood is nobler than ours are nothing more than wearing noble clothes. If we wear theirs and they wear ours, then who is noble and who is inferior in the eyes of strangers?

Speaking of clothes, those people wear warm furs, and sometimes they think furs are not good-looking, and even a little stuffy.

But what about us?We made those furs and felts and winter coats, but it wasn't our turn to put on an ugly winter coat.

Those winter clothes are all made by us.People from the Transport Department said that every winter coat can be exchanged for three winter coats. It is our hands that turn one into three, and more than one is produced every day, so why can’t we wear one by ourselves? What about the pieces?Is it reasonable that everyone who wears fur felt boots is not the one who makes fur felt?

Why is there such a thing?Is it because we are inherently dumber than they are?Is it because we are inherently inferior to them?

Let me tell you, no.

A long time ago, Jixia asked Ze a question, what is a person?

Ze said that man is a slave and a slave master.

Ji Xia said, when there were no slaves in the clan era, would all people be inhuman?

Human beings are not inherently noble or humble.Because people are not just slaves and slave masters.

In Xia Cheng's story, it was said so.After our ancestors split the world and pinched us out, their souls were shattered and reborn, descending into the bodies of every newborn, all the same.

If there is no soul, what is the difference between us and pigs and dogs?Pigs and dogs can also eat and give birth to offspring, but they can't think because they don't have the souls of their ancestors.

You have all heard the story of the black and white bear, the black is the body, and the white is the soul, in fact, everyone is a black and white bear.

When we are born, our bodies are all the same, and so are our souls, there is no difference between stupid and smart, nobility and lowliness.

Since they are born the same, why can they drive us while we can only sell what strength we have left?

The Xiacheng people said that this is because we are stupid and can't even count, so we can only do such things.

Ladies and gentlemen, after hearing this, I think everyone understands that the nobility of a person is not determined at birth, because the body and soul are the same at birth.

So what makes all this difference?

It is the growth of the soul.

Their souls can learn, allowing them to learn to count, read, learn to smelt copper and burn pottery, but we do not have the opportunity to learn like this.

The equality of the soul at the beginning becomes unequal as it grows up.If we have also learned those things, what is the difference between us and them?

Some people will say: Ah, you are right, but Jixia allows us to go to the school to attend lectures, so that our souls can grow and be as noble as theirs, and we can work hard.

But I want to say that we have to work seven or eight hours a day, sleep, and prepare for tomorrow's quota for twelve hours a day, otherwise we will starve to death.