My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 288 Monopoly of words (please give me a monthly ticket!)

In midsummer, the white water flows all the way around the city in the ditches, and women washing and drying their clothes on the river bank. The clothes of soldiers are everywhere on the rocks and on the trunks of shrubs and trees.

Heifu was carrying the burden, looking longingly at the women on the other side of the river. His eyes were staring straight at them, and he didn't know how to walk on his legs.

He was naturally dark-skinned and a true Qin native, tall and strong.

Standing on the other side of the river, the colors are vivid.

When the young women saw him, they all whispered to each other, and then burst into laughter on the other side of the river.

The sergeants around Heifu all patted his shoulders, "Don't look at it, your tears are dripping down your cheeks. Did you hear that, they are laughing at you?"

Heifu looked embarrassed, "Nonsense! You are watching too, they are clearly laughing at you."

"But pull it down, you big black guy. Among us, you are the blackest. People laugh at you because you are black. The river is not wide. Didn't you hear?"

"Nothing!" Heifu objected categorically.

The brothers all laughed.

Under the sun, the sparkling water ran all the way, and the laughter of the men sounded together with the swaying of the leaves in the wind.

As Hei Fu carried the burden, all he could think about was his wife. His wife gave birth to a daughter for him. In the blink of an eye, the little girl was probably running around the yard and helping her mother.

Hei Fu finally missed the mother and daughter, but when he saw the woman on the other side of the river, he thought of them again. Just thinking about this makes my heart itch.

At this time, the corps commander came over. He patted Heifu on the shoulder and smiled, "Heifu, I heard that your brother was unexpectedly selected into the military camp to learn how to read."

Heifu was honest by nature, so he naturally admitted it.

The corps commander then smiled and said, "I heard that this time I have been taught by the most knowledgeable person around the prince. In time, after he completes his studies, he will be a sword and pen official. From now on, he will write letters home to his brothers in the army."

"Yes, it's all because of the prince's kindness. Otherwise, if there are so many of us, we would have to write a letter home and lose half the money for a piece of clothing."

For common people, a person only has two sets of clothes. One set of clothes is for going out to banquets, guests, and sacrifices; the other set of clothes is for working. The clothes for working are naturally a coarse Gebu shirt, shorts, and a long coat with narrow sleeves.

When one item breaks, buy a new one or make a new one.

It is not easy to sew clothes. One set of clothes will cost you two months' monthly payment, which is very expensive. But clothes were durable goods in that era. The quality is very good, and one piece of clothing can last two or three years.

So clothes are sometimes used as currency for transactions.

The price of half a piece of clothing is a month's salary. Spending a month's salary to write a letter, and the letter may not be delivered to the family, is indeed a business that seems uneconomical. But in the face of family affection, nothing is worth it.

At least Heifu supported his younger brother to fight for a spot because of this.

He hoped that there would be a scholar in his family, so that he would no longer have to beg his grandfather and grandma to find someone to write and read letters.

There are many differences between the nobility and the common people. The first is the color of clothes; the second is the aristocracy’s monopoly on tools; and the third is the aristocracy’s monopoly on cultural knowledge.

The nobles' monopoly on knowledge lasted for several generations, and the common people were almost controlled by the nobles.

The king's announcements cannot be understood, so they are all read by officials (actually nobles or descendants of nobles). It's just that they can't write letters, and they can't even read.

This makes the common people rely on the nobles in everything in life and production process.

The word oppression is actually based on a strong relationship of personal hierarchical dependence.

It's not that the common people in ancient times were stupid, didn't know how to resist, and didn't have high enough consciousness and thoughts; on the contrary, they understood everything because resources, knowledge and culture were monopolized by the aristocrats.

So it creates a sad and terrible situation. The nobles bullied and exploited the people without limit, but the people could not resist. Because the cost of resistance is severe, and it is useless to resist.

Kill the nobles, who will write you letters and read; who will explain the laws to you, and give your children good names; who will write monuments to your parents when they die. In almost every aspect of life, words are needed.

And those nobles are not as aloof and closed in as written in the books. On the contrary, the nobles and common people lived in the same area.

This resulted in the lives of nobles and commoners being very close and almost inseparable.

[So, after Qin Shihuang killed the nobles, he did not replace them with other nobles, and the lives of the local people were seriously affected. 】

This kind of influence in daily life, the suppression of the common people by the nobles and the oppression of the uneducated people by the educated people, has always been pressing in the hearts of these people.

From life to death!

So when Fusu threw down his olive branch and selected young men from the army to learn writing, countless people stared wide-eyed and salivated.

However, there are regulations in the army that only the latest batch of soldiers to join the army have the opportunity. And it must be as young as possible.

The generals were surprised.

Because Jing's background is the youngest son of a family with no criminal background in a village in Qin's hometown.

As an old Qin man, coupled with his youth, he looks pretty good. The generals spotted these advantages at a glance.

Someone has already taken note of him, thinking of getting married to him in the future by taking advantage of the opportunity of training swordsmen and pen-writers.

Heifu knew this, but he didn't say it.

He didn't want anyone to come and cause damage.

In order for his younger brother to be successfully selected, Heifu gave all his savings, including winter clothes, to the officer to "do good things".

Heifu's swarthy face was twisted, his eyebrows were thick and black, and his eyes were also pinched together. The captain could see what he was thinking at a glance, "I have no other intention, I just want to ask you for a favor. When your brother learns to read, you can also help me."

Heifu wondered, "Is it convenient? The prince selects so many soldiers and specially trains them to be officials, just to write letters to us. This is already the responsibility of the sword and pen officials in the army, why does the captain need to ask me."

The corporal commander's face looked ugly, and he pretended to be angry, "You don't know, right? Don't pretend to be confused with me."

When Hei Fu heard this, he was even more nervous than the corps commander. He immediately put down his burden and stopped, "What happened? Is my brother in trouble?"

"He's so cowardly, he dares to cause any trouble." The team leader touched the back of his head, "It seems you really don't know."

"What's going on?" Heifu's upper and lower lips were trembling nervously.

"I also heard that after being selected, this swordsman and penman will not only write letters to our soldiers, but will also have the opportunity to be selected as an official of the general in the future."

"What, what else is going on?"

What the common people lack most is opportunities, and becoming a subordinate officer of a general is almost a pie-in-the-sky event.

"This was brought up by General Meng. It is said that many soldiers were born in the army and were illiterate themselves. Working in the army originally had many inconveniences. Now that the prince is showing mercy, these generals are following the trend and want to use the general's subordinates to The official matter has also been settled."

When Heifu heard this, he was both surprised and happy. Tears welled up in his eyes.

The team leader patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you are really selected, be sure to remember me."

The corps leader said, personally taking the burden off Hei Fu's shoulders and leaving it to others to pick up.

(End of this chapter)