Qiming 1158

Chapter 57 The Death of the First Class

It was the first time for Su Yonglin to attack the county seat, and it was also the first time for Su Yonglin to occupy the county seat.

Different from the simple production relations in the countryside, the various relations in the city are much more complicated, and the people are also much more complicated.

There are ordinary people, rich people, and officials. Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are all available. It is much more difficult to manage a city than a village.

However, in the age of agricultural economy, if you manage the countryside well, you will be able to manage the city well. Those who win the countryside will win the world. Su Yonglin is not too worried that he will mess up the city because of his lack of experience.

As long as the outside countryside is won, peasant associations are established, agricultural production is guaranteed, and cities are safe.

Of course, before that, he needs to solve the problem of the officials and officials in these counties who were caught.

It's not that he wants to leave their lives behind, but that he needs to know from their mouths what the current trends of officials in Shandong are, so as to judge whether the Liberation Army can successfully achieve this strategic goal.

He brought the captured Chen Binghe, Si Jing, and a group of officials to the county government for interrogation.

During the interrogation, something unexpected happened.

The county magistrate, Chen Binghe, passed the imperial examination and became a jinshi to become the magistrate.

Sijing, the guard and the official of the Qianhu Guard Army, was a Jurchen. He knelt in front of Su Yonglin and begged for mercy, begging Su Yonglin not to kill him and give him a way out.

Su Yonglin thought it was very interesting.

"Chen Binghe, I started the incident to expel Jurchen's Jinting and restore Huaxia Shenzhou. You and I are both Han Chinese, so why are you so hostile to me? Si Jing is a Jurchen and knows to beg for mercy, why don't you return to the Liberation Army? You Returning to the Restoration Army, I will never kill you, I will use you."

Chen Binghe looked at Si Jing with contempt.

"I just learned today that you are such a shameless villain who is greedy for life and fear of death! Are you worthy of the generous salary given to you by Your Majesty? Are you worthy of your status? Shameless! Shameless!"

Si Jing knelt down on the ground and didn't dare to speak, but kept sobbing.

A tall and mighty man is as fragile and slender as a little daughter at this time, but Chen Binghe, who seems to be a little thin, has a strong feeling.

This intoxicating sense of contrast made Su Yonglin feel that the world is getting more and more magical.

After scolding Si Jing, Chen Binghe looked at Su Yonglin as if he were killing his father's enemy.

"I am a vassal of the Son of Heaven, how could I bow my knees to a traitor? If you want to kill a traitor, you will kill, don't talk nonsense!"

"You and I are both Han Chinese, why don't you join hands to expel Jin Ting? Recover Shenzhou?

Su Yonglin looked at Chen Binghe expectantly.

Chen Binghe was furious.

"Rebel! Stop talking nonsense! How can the emperor's vassals be with you, a traitor? Quickly kill me! One day, the emperor and the master will slash you with a thousand swords! Destroy your bones and ashes!"

Su Yonglin looked at the bulging blue veins on his forehead, and the strong anger and killing intent in his eyes, and knew that this was true.

So he shook his head and sighed.

It seems that conflicts between ethnic groups are not a problem at all compared to conflicts between classes.

Nationalism, no.

Even if the Liberation Army under the banner of nationalism wins, it will not solve the fundamental problem, or in other words, everyone will not pay attention to the fundamental problem at all.

All contradictions can be superficial. If you look a little deeper, sure enough, they are all class contradictions.

It's just that some people try to cover up this most fundamental contradiction in various forms of contradiction.

Ethnicity, gender, color, religion.

Taking advantage of these contradictions to cut the society vertically, the people at the bottom are divided, so that they cannot unite as one, and cannot strive for rights and interests upward.

Thinking of this, Su Yonglin looked at all the subordinates in the county government.

Either an officer or a soldier.

He intends to take this opportunity to give them a lively and interesting social practice class.

"Misters, have you seen it? Chen Binghe is a Han Chinese, but he is loyal to the Jurchen Emperor. What does this mean? It shows that in the eyes of these superior people represented by Chen Binghe, the differences between ethnic groups are nothing at all. ."

Su Yonglin pointed at Chen Binghe.

The captured Chen Binghe and Si Jing, as well as a group of officials, large and small, looked at Su Yonglin in amazement.

The officers and soldiers of the Shengjie Army were looking at Su Yonglin with burning eyes.

They knew that Su Yonglin was lecturing.

Su Yonglin slowly paced around Chen Binghe.

"Chen Binghe is an official and a high-class person, so even if he and we are both Han Chinese, he doesn't care whether we belong to the same ethnic group or not, nor does he care whether the Jurchen abuses Han people, so what does he care about?"

Su Yonglin asked questions and sought answers from the soldiers and officers around him.

He reached out to a soldier.

"Tell me, what does Chen Binghe care about?"

"What I care about...is his status as a superior person."

The soldier answered tentatively.

"It could be said, but it's not quite complete."

Su Yonglin smiled and pointed to another soldier: "Tell me, let's be more in-depth and complete, what does he care about?"

The soldier thought for a while and thought about the lessons Su Yonglin taught before.

"What he cares about is indeed his identity and status, but what he cares more about should be the benefits brought by this status and status. Alang said that all the turmoil in the world is for profit, and the world is bustling for profit. He only cares because he has interests."

Su Yonglin smiled and nodded, and patted the soldier on the shoulder.

"Yes, we will continue to strengthen our studies in the future, so that we can see through the essence of some things and find solutions to problems."

"Here!"

The soldier nodded happily.

Su Yonglin walked back to Chen Binghe, looking at Chen Binghe's astonished eyes, he raised the corner of his mouth.

"Gentlemen, Chen Binghe doesn't care whether the emperor is a Han Chinese or a Jurchen, he only cares about whether he is a high-class person, and only cares whether the emperor can guarantee that he will continue to be a high-class person, then he cares so much that being a high-class person can give him What to bring?
Money, status, and innumerable interests, he can use us like cattle and horses, he can be high above, enjoy this sense of superiority, this sense of superiority, more than everything, more than the fact that we are both Han Chinese .

Therefore, gentlemen, in the face of the Han people who are officials of the Jin State, do not have any extraneous sympathy and illusions. In their eyes, they are superior people more than anything else, and all the reasons are just excuses. , but we may not meet it, so we won't talk about it. "

After Su Yonglin finished speaking, he sighed deeply.

"Masters, expelling the Hulu and restoring China is not all we have to do. The contradiction between the Han and the Jurchens is only temporary for us, and this is not important, because everyone still remembers that they are How did you lose the land, right?"

Soldiers and officers nodded.

"It was not the Jurchens who plundered our land, but the superior people of the Southern Song Dynasty who plundered our land. They were both Han Chinese, and they never cared about our lives, just like Chen Binghe didn't care whether the emperor was a Han or a Jurchen.

Right now, what we want to do is indeed expel the Hu prisoners and restore China, but what we ultimately want to do is to crush all these high-class people like Chen Binghe, just to expel the Hu prisoners, that is superficial and useless. . "

Su Yonglin looked at Chen Binghe: "What we really want to clean up is the high-class people represented by Chen Binghe."

The eyes of the officers and soldiers were focused on Chen Binghe.

Chen Binghe shivered involuntarily, and suddenly felt a strong maliciousness surrounding him, as if a bloodthirsty beast had already stared at him.

"It's [-] times harder to crush the upper class than to expel the captives. It's not false, it's true."

Su Yonglin slowly pulled out his waist knife, the sharp blade reflected a sharp light, stabbed Chen Binghe in the eye.

"There are only millions of Hulu, but the superiors, everyone has the potential to become superiors, whether Han Chinese, Jurchens, or Khitans, they may all be superiors, and they may be hostile. But more likely our own."

The waist knife was unsheathed, and Su Yonglin clenched the knife in his hand.

"But this is not the reason for us not to do anything, nor the reason for us to put down our weapons and admit defeat. I will bring you to the north, one, to expel the captives, and two, to crush these high-class people, Let the high-class people no longer be high-class people, and the cattle and horses will no longer be cattle and horses.”

Su Yonglin held the knife and pointed at Chen Binghe.

"We are all human, the same people, there is no difference, plain and simple, people!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Yonglin sealed Chen Binghe's throat with a knife under the surprised gaze of Chen Binghe, and then retracted the knife into the sheath, and his movements were as smooth as running clouds and flowing water.

(End of this chapter)