Divine Book Era

Chapter 2
Learning is valuable than anything else!
In Dachu, the style of writing was at its peak, while the style of martial arts was weak.

In Dachu, literature was valued over martial arts, and imperial examinations were valued, and scholars were superior; as for generals, they were just Qiu Ba, and even if they made great contributions, they were still just one man.If there is a slight mistake, the impeachment will continue, ranging from imprisonment to death.

Just thinking about it for a while, Liu Xiu understood the key point.

If the common people are brave and full of blood, those corrupt officials would not have the guts to harm the common people;

Therefore, it is necessary to emphasize literature and suppress martial arts, suppress the wildness of the people, and cultivate them into obedient citizens.

Dad drank wine, seemed to be a little high, and kept talking about some things about being a soldier in the past.

Liu Xiu listened quietly.

Come to think of it, Dad was so kind to him.

At that time, seeing his father farming in the field, Liu Xiu wanted to come forward to help, but his father said: "My son is a scholar, and my father is capable of such lowly things as going to the fields, so you are on the sidelines." Go rest!"

Now 13 years old, Liu Xiu has never been to the ground, and has never received any physical labor.

Thinking of my father sweating like rain and hoeing the seedlings in the hot summer, while he was eating watermelon under the shade of a tree, blowing the cool breeze, and felt ashamed.

"Old Liu, I'm coming!"

At this time, as soon as the door opened, a small yamen official walked in.

"So it's Wang Shuli!" The father cupped his hands and said, "Son, go back and read!"

Liu Xiu immediately returned to the room, but instead of continuing to read, she listened to the discussion outside.

"Liu Dayong, the Huaihe River will be built recently, and the corvee will be conquered..." Wang Shuli said with a slight sneer on his mouth.

Father listened, and soon his face changed drastically.

"The Huaihe River has been repaired every year, why hasn't it been repaired yet?" Father said in a nasty voice.

"It's going to rain, the river is going to rise, God is like this, we have nothing to do!" Wang Shuli said.

In ancient times, there were a lot of corvees, which were free labor, such as building dams, canals, cities, palaces, etc. for free.Part of the expenses along the way is funded by the government, but a large part needs to be funded by the people themselves.Under this general environment, only high-ranking officials and scholars who have achieved fame can be exempted from corvee.

Some upper-class households and middle-level households can also be exempted from labor and corvee.

And these are all related and unrelated. If you want to pay for exemption from labor, there is no way to get rid of corvee.

In the past, my father had been exempted from corvee or performed corvee nearby by relying on his connections.

But this year, it's not going to work.

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"It's done every year, why didn't it work this year?" Mother asked in a panic.

"Someone is playing tricks." Father said with a wry smile.

"Tricking things up?" Mother frowned, "You have always had a good relationship with the clerk in the yamen, so you shouldn't be stuck!"

"It's that boy Wang Shun who is playing tricks. Three years ago, I bought the five acres of land. Wang Shun also wanted to buy it, but I snatched it first, and I have always been jealous. Now relying on his brother-in-law, I will Yamen, if you are a servant, you will trip me up!" my father said angrily.

It was a little helpless again.

"Then beg him, give him some money!"

"No, I knelt down to him just now, but he is still relentless!"

"This kid is nothing in itself, and now he's proud of himself, and he's taking revenge. What should we do?" The mother suddenly lost her mind.

"How do you know." My father smiled bitterly, "Forget it, just go, it's not a big deal. I was a soldier back then, and the rain of swords, guns and arrows came. What a trivial matter! About half of the males in our village Ding, I’m going to do corvée, and the folks in the village take care of each other and don’t have to be afraid of anything!”

As he talked, his father laughed, indifferently, as if it was just a small matter.

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Liu Xiu wanted to help, but couldn't do it for a while.

Serving corvee, a seemingly trivial matter, is actually enough to kill a person.

In this world, the construction of river dams does not have all kinds of machinery, but all use shovels, farm tools in hoes, and practice, the whole project is extremely huge; in this world, there are no trains and cars, and all people walk on two legs , Building roads five hundred miles away is almost a fatal job.

There is no work-related injury compensation for construction projects. If someone dies, they will be buried directly in the project and used as materials.

Traveling to distant places, to build projects, the death rate is high.

Meng Jiangnv cried over the Great Wall because her husband died near the Great Wall while building it.

Under every stone of the Great Wall, there are corpses.

In later generations, under every sleeper of the Great Western Railway in the United States, there are the bones of Chinese laborers.

Every time I go to a distant place to serve corvee, some people will die in a foreign land, and their bones can never be found.

The county magistrate who destroyed the family, the governor who destroyed the family.

But now, just a small official, a small role of no quality, is to make the Liu family have a tendency to destroy the family.

"It's a pity, if I study hard and pass the exam as a scholar, I will be exempted from corvee!"

Thinking about it, Liu Xiu felt a little regretful.

In the previous life, employment equaled unemployment, and a college diploma had very low gold content, and it was often impossible to find a job; but in this world, a scholar has a high gold content, exempted from corvee service, and even has amulets.

A petty official dared to bully some common people, but he dared not bully a scholar.

"In the past, there was Meng Jiangnu who cried for the Great Wall, and the Great Wall fell; how could there be in the future, the scholar Liu Xiu cried for the river dam, and the river dam collapsed!"

Liu Xiu thought, but her heart was trembling.

In ancient times, the general life expectancy was not high, and many people's life expectancy was only 50 to [-] years old
Father is already in his 40s, and at this age in ancient times, he has already entered old age.

My father joined the army in his early years, and he had hidden wounds on his body. When the weather changed, his body often ached. He could no longer bear the heavy corvee, and he may have died on the river dam.

In the past, there was Wang Xiliang, and today there is a father;

In the past, there was Meng Jiangnu, and today there is me, Liu Xiu.

"No. I'm not Meng Jiangnu, and my father is not Wang Xiliang!"

Liu Xiu thought about it, her blood welling up.

Man is the knife and I am the fish.Qingqing's life is in his hands.

Grassman, is life as cheap as grass by nature?If you don't give me a way out, I'll give you my life!

The wrath of the emperor will lay down millions of corpses; the wrath of a man will bleed for five steps.

He is a scholar, but also a grassroots.

If the king scribe wanted to kill his father, he would be killed and blood would flow for five steps.

Democracy, doesn't it come out of the mouth?
It's a man who bleeds five steps and kills it;
Fairness, not guaranteed by law?

It's a common man who bleeds five steps and kills it.

Justice, not what conscience finds?

It's a common man who bleeds five steps and kills it.

Liu Xiu couldn't help thinking of a sacrificial text in "Yang*shen".

The way of an assassin, outnumbered and outnumbered, is courage

Assassin's way, kill one's life to be benevolent, is courage

The way of an assassin, a three-foot straight sword, within five steps, blood stains the golden palace, the emperor is afraid, it is because of courage!

Today, Yi worships the ancient way of assassination, the way of the brave, and may all people in the world have the heart of a brave man!Then the superiors are worried about it and dare not do anything wrong!The emperor was scruples about it and dared not fish!Meat eaters can't sleep or eat because of it, and dare not do anything wrong!There is no injustice in this world.Yi Hede and He Neng, who were able to sacrifice to the brave Assassin Dao in front of the Assassin Hall today, have nothing to show for it, but are envious of their sincerity, wishing that Assassin Dao will be passed on forever from generation to generation, and will never be replaced.

The thorns are immortal, and the brave are immortal.The brave are immortal, and humanity will last forever.

Here we are talking about the way of an assassin, so why not talk about the way of a man.

But now, he wants to be an assassin, to kill those corrupt officials.

(End of this chapter)