I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 243 Culture Clash
At this time, Lin Dong misses not only his previous life, where the environment was not very good and the economy was not very developed, but also the Song Dynasty in this life.

Humans are social animals after all, and Lin Dong is no exception.

Although the days when he was out were short, he would still be homesick.

What's more, if you count future generations, he hasn't returned to his hometown for decades.

This stagnant air has always been hidden in his chest.

But no way.

Before, Lin Dong had no solution at all.

The special effects obtained by signing in now made him feel a little less homesick.

Simultaneously.

As the stagnation in his heart eased slightly, his realm also loosened a little bit.

In a word.

Jindan can be expected!

Boom boom boom!
"Ok?"

When Lin Dong was resting on the tree with his whole body relaxed, he suddenly felt a roar from the ground, and looked at the source of the sound in doubt: "Over there is..."

Through the gaps in the branches and leaves of the tree, he quickly saw the source of the sound.

cavalry!

Nearly 5000 cavalry came, and the earth trembled.

At the same time, behind the cavalry, about [-] to [-] infantry followed.

In the front, back, left, right, and middle positions of these soldiers, each has a banner.

On the big flag, the most conspicuous thing is the cross.

"The Crusaders have arrived here?"

Looking at the big flags, Lin Dong murmured in surprise, "It's the beginning of the eleventh century, and it should be the Second Crusade. If you calculate it this way... Nicaea will be captured soon, right?" ?”

After recalling this period of history that was very unpopular for Huaxia, Lin Dong understood.

Immediately, he stopped resting on the tree, and instead walked slowly towards the army.

Sign in to the Crusades, what can you get?

Lin Dong is looking forward to it.

……

the other side.

Zhang Zeduan was indeed treated with great courtesy. During his stay in Damascus, he experienced an unprecedented beauty in the world.

Beauty, fine wine, courteous reception, respect... and so on, things that he could never imagine before, but now those nobles are desperately trying to stuff them for him.

These were things he had never dared to imagine before.

Of course, one thing is the same as in Song Dynasty.

Drunk every day.

Yes, he now attends at least two or three banquets every day, sometimes even seven or eight.

Zhang Zeduan was extremely satisfied.

However, as an orthodox Chinese scholar with not very good grades, he still has some ambitions.

So while attending the banquet, Zhang Zeduan was also thinking about the governance of Damascus.

According to what he understands so far, there are only four words that can describe this world.

"Let's hang down and rule!"

As the seventh prince and also his benefactor, he didn't have to deal with anything at all every day.

Upcoming?

That is nothing.

The various nobles, as well as the various management classes, don't care about anything.

Every day is eating, drinking and having fun.

It stands to reason that people who saw this scene would probably think about whether these people are not qualified, or whether they have the appearance of destroying the country...

However, Zhang Zeduan's political level is really not high, otherwise he wouldn't have failed to succeed in Song Dynasty.

He is an orthodox and somewhat pedantic scholar.

thus……

Zhang Zeduan feels that all the current situation shows how good the governance of Damascus and its surrounding areas is.

He has always thought so, and has always been excited in his heart.

Even, he didn't want to go back to Song Dynasty.

However, there will be a day when everything will be revealed.

Just like now, when Zhang Zeduan came outside the castle and saw the victims one by one, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Well, what's going on here?"

He swallowed hard, looked at the sick refugees on the road, and said in disbelief, "The city is in such a scene, why is the Seventh Prince and others not even thinking about countermeasures?"

Zhang Zeduan's three views will be subverted.

Fortunately, he is still a little rational, or he is more willing to believe that the Seventh Prince doesn't know all this yet.

Therefore, after being in a daze, he quickly returned to the castle and told the Seventh Prince about the incident.

"No, don't worry about them..."

The Seventh Prince hiccupped, hugged the two beauties drunkenly and said to Zhang Zeduan, "It's all just a group of serfs. After a while, everything will be over."

Zhang Zeduan felt cold all over.

Of course he knew what it meant when everything was over after a while.

Obviously, the seventh prince had no plans to take care of them at all, but was just waiting for those people to die silently.

Faint Lord!
Zhang Zeduan, who had this sentence in his mind for the first time, said solemnly: "During the Song Dynasty, I often heard that if the king doesn't care about the people of the country, he will be rejected by the people of the country...Why don't the seventh prince take advantage of the current catastrophe and manage it well?" What about Damascus?"

"Painter Zhang is from an eastern country. I'm afraid I don't know the national conditions of the Seljuk Empire... These serfs basically ran away from their own farms. They can't be controlled unless the farmer takes them back again."

Before the Seventh Prince could speak, a person Zhang Zeduan was very familiar with came over, and after speaking with a smile, he asked in surprise, "Does Song Dynasty still care about the life and death of serfs?"

A culture clash arises.

On the Huaxia land, the status of farmers is indeed very low, and the status of tenants is even lower.

However, these people with very low status are only relative.

At least the peasants in China are very free, and their relationship with the country is only about paying taxes.

Perhaps, they will also be bullied by the nobles above.

But at the same time, no matter how much tax those nobles collect and how many disgusting methods they use, at least they admit that the ownership of the land belongs to the farmers.

To put it simply, if an unscrupulous official wants to obtain more land, they have to follow the rules in a sneaky way, such as lending usury and other simple methods.

Through this method, even if the peasants sue the nobles to the government...not to mention whether the officials will take care of it, at least these peasants have an agreement with the nobles.

For example, if Li Si wanted to rob Zhang San's land, if he was not afraid of being punished, he could ask officials for help without any scruples, and then allocate this "barren land" to himself.

Of course, this approach is extremely risky for Li Si, and it will be easy to be found out.

Therefore, people who are not too arrogant generally dare not do this.

And if Li Si is not arrogant enough, he is afraid of being punished, but he still wants Zhang San's land, so he has to use usury and other means during the famine years, and then step by step to steal the land, and finally pass this land through " Legal" means are in hand.

The former is extremely risky.

The risk of the latter is very small. If Zhang San has a daughter or son, if he is cruel and gritted his teeth, there is a certain chance of surviving.

The above belongs to China's system. No matter what you do, you basically pay attention to the word "reasonable", even if it is wrong.

The Seljuk Empire, or the Western Empire, was different.

From the beginning, these lands belonged only to the nobles, and all the peasants were their serfs.

To put it simply, their status is much, much lower than that of Huaxia's servants.

He is a black household and has no corresponding status.

Therefore, the only way they can hope to survive in the world is to work for farmers.

Some people may ask, since you can work for farmers, why do you have to run away, even to Damascus?
it's actually really easy……

(End of this chapter)