Nanming: I can build wonders

Sushma Premji carefully studied the distinctive caste system of Ming Dynasty, and soon, he found a consolation prize!
Their Brahmins are also upgradeable!

The characteristic caste system of the Ming Dynasty believes that the people of the Ming Dynasty are descendants of gods, and the Brahmins of Tianzhu can be regarded as excellent Brahmins as long as they work hard to learn the culture and language of the Ming Dynasty, work hard to safeguard the national interests of the Ming Dynasty, and closely follow the strong leadership of His Majesty Zhu Kezang!
After being a good citizen for three generations, you can apply to the Ming government to become a Ming citizen, and after passing the caste upgrade test, you can completely become a noble Ming citizen.

When there is a way out, the Tianzhu people know that they cannot resist, so choose to enjoy it!
As expected of a Tianzhu, he was born to be conquered.

"When the situation in Tianzhu stabilizes after a while, send your son to the newly established Confucian Academy in Agra for further studies."

After reading it carefully, Sushma Premji came to such a conclusion.

"No, I have to learn Chinese myself!"

Even if Ming couldn't stay and went to Qing, Chinese was still useful, and Qing also spoke Chinese!

Just when Sushma Premji was about to find someone to hire a Chinese teacher, someone was walking towards Sushma Premji's house beating gongs and drums.

Because Sushma's home is the center of the village, it is a rare two-story building that overlooks the entire village!
Sushma Premji, who heard the voice, also hurried upstairs to the rooftop. He wanted to see who was doing things outside!

Today is not a festival day, the beating of gongs and drums seriously disturbed his thinking about the direction of the future family.

Well, the last time the gongs and drums were played was to burn the widows in the village.

When I went outside, I saw a group of people walking towards the center of the village in a neat line.

There are quite a few Kshatriyas inside, what kind of wind blows them here today.

What's weird is that the group of Kshatriyas nodded and bowed to a sedan chair, and in the middle there were eight strong men carrying a sedan chair with a person sitting on it.

"Is the Sudra or the Dalit on the sedan chair?"

Seeing the person on the sedan chair, Sushma Premji was taken aback. This dark-skinned, tall and ugly person was definitely of a lower caste.

Is it possible that it's just a tanned Brahmin?

Sushma Premji says no way!
Because of the smell of untouchables, he could smell it ten miles away.

A person of low caste will always be of low caste.

Not even impersonation.

If a person of a low caste wants to impersonate a high caste, he must be proficient in learning the complex life behaviors of a high caste.

For example, is his diet vegan?Does he dress like a high caste?Was he surrounded by throngs of servants?
For ordinary low-caste people, pretending to be a high-caste is a very economically uneconomical behavior, and it is also very difficult in practice.

Even through learning and imitation, it is obviously a fantasy for people of low caste to pretend to be a high caste to deceive others.

Because caste carries a whole set of ways of life.

Sushma Premji looked at the people next to the untouchables, which was not at all Indian.

Why does the Kshatriya nod and bow to the untouchables!

This is the cat as a bridesmaid for the mouse!

And beside this Dalit, there are several people who are familiar to him. One of them is the local military nobleman Salman Khan.

The usually proud Kshatriya is trying his best to please this Dalit, which makes the Brahmins who want to learn Chinese confused.

Didn't sleep well when I went out today, are you daydreaming?
Out of caution, Sushma greeted him.

"Salman, what are you doing?"

"Sushma, you're here too. I'm going back to my hometown with the honorable Lord Wang Sangui."

Salman said profusely.

"Wang Sangui?"

Because the name must be pronounced in Chinese, Sushma found it awkward.

"Do you remember selling the Dalit in the village as a slave trader?"

Salman asked in Sanskrit in a low voice.

Because he was afraid of being understood by the people on the sedan chair, Sanskrit was only learned and mastered by people of high castes such as Brahmins and Kshatriyas, and people of lower castes could not understand it.

"It seems that there is such a thing. In the past, there were merchants from Ming Dynasty who came to buy slaves. The price was fair. Anyway, the Dalits were wasting my food, so I might as well sell them."

"If you look carefully, does this person look familiar? He used to be a Dalit untouchable who was sold by you, but after he arrived in Bangladesh, he became a slave. In the end, he joined the Ming Dynasty's Tianzhu Cannon Fodder Army and made great contributions. !"

Sushma rubbed her head, it was incredible.

It turned out that this man named Wang Sangui really made great contributions.

Because he saved the life of General Wang Xianwu of Ming Dynasty.

When he entered Bangladesh in the early stage, relying on his superior language talent, Wang Xianwu often went to the grassroots and the front line to condolences to the people of Tianzhu.

This gave the local Brahmins who held a grudge against Wang Xianwu a chance.

They organized an assassination, and it was this assassination that almost killed Wang Xianwu.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, this Dalit cannon fodder leader who is also talented in language blocked a shot for Wang Xianwu!
Wang Xianwu was also a grateful person, and asked the military doctor to use penicillin to save the life of this pariah.

And after asking Emperor Zhu Kezang for instructions, he was specially approved to be naturalized in Ming Dynasty.

After all, Wang Xianwu made great contributions and was the first minister to follow Zhu Kezang from the dragon. His life is very precious.

Originally, it would take at least a dozen generations for this Dalit pariah to have a chance to become a Ming person, but now he has saved hundreds of years of struggle!

Of course, the entire Tianzhu continent is just one example.

But this example also made the majority of low-caste people in Tianzhu realize that Daming would really upgrade their caste.

"Because of his meritorious service in protecting General Daming, he was restored to freedom, and he was also given the surname of Daming, changing his name to Wang Sangui!"

"General Ming promised to reward him with a piece of land, so Master Wang Sangui chose our village, because he is the only Ming person in this area, so he also enjoys offerings from all castes in our area."

Salman Khan said cautiously.

"Goonji ilik, what right does he, a Dalit pariah, have to ride on our heads, see if I don't kill him!"

Goonji ilik is a term used to scold men in Tianzhu language, which means this man who has no Goon!
It could be heard that Sushma, who wanted to upgrade her caste, was very angry.

"Sushma, keep your voice down, you are dying, I want to live longer!"

Salman quickly grabbed him.

"Sushma, don't go crazy. Wang Sangui is no longer a lowly Dalit surname. He now has the honorable name of Ming Dynasty. Just treat him as a Ming Dynasty."

"What Wang Sangui, I don't accept it, he is a pariah at heart!"