1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 92 [Labor Telescope]

"Great chief, this man has leaked shit!" When picking up the corpse, a soldier covered his nose and said.

Ma Whistle went over to look, and sure enough, he saw a yellowish color on the back of the trousers of a corpse, and the yellow color flowed out through the trousers.

"Bury it on the spot." He directly ordered, this is an open space outside the city, so it doesn't take much trouble to dig a hole and bury it.

When the soldiers were digging the pit, the horse sentry looked at the prisoners not far away: "You have also seen the fate of these people. The result of not pleading guilty is death. You also committed crimes, but you are You were deceived and coerced, so I will not execute you, but will only sentence you to five years of hard labor."

"As long as you work for Sleeping Bear City for five years, I will return your freedom. Those who perform well can have their sentences reduced and their freedom restored in advance!"

Hearing this news, the prisoners couldn't help but stir up.

"He said that he would release us as long as he worked for five years. Is it true?" The prisoners couldn't believe it.

"It should be true. Do you still remember the battle between Apache and Arapaho a year ago? The crows were not even punished for five years, they were let go directly. It seems that this person let them go, The crow called him the Son of the Sky."

"Yes, that's him. I knew we should follow the crow's advice, and he was right. No one can beat the Son of the Sky." The Arapaho sighed.

"Five years of labor may not be easy, they should use us as slaves..."

"He said that good performance can restore freedom early, and he doesn't know what is 'good performance'."

Listening to the arguments of these prisoners, the horse sentry did not explain anything, but directly ordered the left and right: "Blind shot, in the future, you will mainly manage the labor of these prisoners. Tomorrow you and the people from the Plantation Department will bring all minor injuries and Unharmed prisoners go to clear the fields."

"Yes." Blind shot replied.

The horse whistle warned again: "Remember, they are just prisoners who need to be reformed, not enemies. They will become 'civilized people' under our guidance."

For Sleeping Bear City, there are two definitions of "civilized person". One is what Ma Shao taught in class, which has rich connotations, not only morality, but also knowledge.

This is of course a truly civilized person, but it must be a minority who can do it.

Therefore, another definition that is becoming more and more popular is derived from the teachings of the Spiritual Oracle, which can basically be summarized as "people who are familiar with and believe in the "Lingyan" are civilized people."

In fact, that’s not what the original words said. The accurate statement is that “people who don’t read or believe in the "Lingyu" are not civilized people."

In these two sentences, the latter is the negation of the former or the inverse of the converse, they are not the same thing at all.But even in later generations, this kind of confusion is commonplace, not to mention the Indians today.

……

The sound of the wind lay on the table, the quill in his hand was writing quickly, and the beautiful handwriting was solidified line by line on the paper.

He frowned habitually, although nothing bothered him.

"Can I come in?" There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Feng Sheng hesitated for a while, not knowing the voice.

A tall young man came in through the door. He was shirtless and carried a crude wooden bow with him.A year ago, the Sleeping Bear was also dressed like this, but now, of course, only outsiders can wear this look.

"Are you from the Chiricahua tribe?" Feng Sheng asked.

"Yes, my name is Sleepy Man, and I come from the Border Clan." Sleepy Man was a bit cautious, and the environment of Sleeping Bear City was too novel for him, "You are the wind, right?"

Feng Sheng nodded: "I am."

Sleepy Man: "Could you tell me about the telescope and how it works? Yesterday, the Chief Horse Whistle said you would tell me."

"Of course." In the short contact, Feng Sheng had a good impression of him, probably because the two of them often frowned.

As he spoke, he took out a pair of binoculars and disassembled them.

"A telescope is actually a combination of lenses. Different lenses have different functions. For example, the eyepiece is placed in front of our eyes. Its function is to magnify. Look, I put it on the text..."

After disassembling the telescope and explaining it, the drowsy person quickly realized that this mysterious device like a magic weapon was no longer mysterious in an instant.

This is the first time for a sleepy person to experience this kind of experience - from mysterious to ordinary, it is like seeing the sun through the clouds and suddenly enlightening.

Feng Sheng looked at his expression and smiled: "Do you feel as if a door to a new world has opened?"

"Yes, that's the feeling! How do you know?" The sleepy man's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly. This phrase perfectly described his feelings at this time.

Feng Sheng said calmly: "In the past few years, especially in the past year, I have felt this way almost every day."

"Why?" the drowsy man couldn't help asking, just one explanation of the telescope gave him an unprecedented experience, and he couldn't imagine the scene of this experience every day.

"Of course it's because of our Great Chief." Feng Sheng reassembled the telescope, "What I said just now is almost repeating the explanation given to us by the Great Chief."

"I can only explain things like telescopes, but the Great Chief can explain almost everything, whether it's the sun in the sky, the dust under our feet, or every word on paper."

The sleepy man was startled, and then remembered something: "I heard that your great chief is a god? Is this true?"

Wind: "He does look like a god. Many people say so, but he doesn't think so. I also don't think he is a god. He is just much smarter than us."

"For example, as far as I know, he spent a few days initially learning the language of white people, and then spent a few months mastering it proficiently. Although this is much faster than ordinary people, he still has to learn, and there is no essential difference from other people."

Talking about the wind, he seemed to realize something, and changed the topic: "Of course, you must not argue with the shaman. The shaman insists that the chief is a god, and their words will definitely annoy you to death."

The sleepy man nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Apart from the telescope, what else did Chief Horse Whistle explain to you?"

"Hmm... like Galileo's thought experiment." Feng Sheng thought for a while.

The sleepy man was baffled: "Galileo? Thought experiment?"

"Galileo is a white man, he lived in Europe more than 200 years ago, and he was the most intelligent person at that time." Feng Sheng got up and found a stack of cards, and took out one of them, "Look, this is Galileo, the great chief wrote him Into the duel card."

"Duel card?" It was another novelty, but it was not that the sleepy man didn't know it at all, it was just the first time he saw the real thing.

Feng Sheng smiled, shuffled the cards and said, "I'll teach you how to play."

(End of this chapter)