Datang: Li Shimin begged me to rebel

"What is a class? It is the first batch of people who used their family members to be strong and strong, and then let more people obey him. When he ruled 100 or even 200 people, this People think, why do I have to work? Anyway, there are so many people, one more than me is not too many, and one less than me is not much, right? So he didn't want to work, but left himself in the tribe's gathering place , put others to work, and feed him."

"But this person will have a family and a wife. He won't want his family and wife to work soon. What should he do? He will lead these people to rob more people and bring more people into the During his management and rule, and when his tribal people are getting more and more, in order to distinguish himself from ordinary tribal people, he will wear better clothes and live in bigger tents."

"Then find a way to tell the ordinary tribal herdsmen that the gods sent him to protect them and prevent them from being invaded by more wild animals."

"So, this person becomes a nobleman, which is the birth of a class."

"But what is the essence of this matter? These nobles don't want to work. They just want to eat better, wear better clothes, and live better. They want to command more people to work and labor to serve them. .”

"As we said before, our labor will create value. For example, the food we grow, the leather clothes we make, the linen weaves, etc., these are all values, but when these nobles don't work, they don't work. The best food, the best clothes, and the best housing, what is this kind of behavior called? Exploitation!" Duoji wrote two more words on the blackboard.

The herdsmen below understood it, and some hatred flashed in the eyes of many herdsmen, because these things happened to them every day, so they could easily empathize with them.

"Later, the tribe became bigger and bigger, so the people at the top came up with more names, for example, they said that they were descendants of the gods, and their blood was the blood of the gods, and they called themselves Zanpu. "

"Why? Because he can't directly rule such a large tribe by himself. He has to appoint some relatives, family members, and cronies as generals and ministers. He has to distinguish these classes."

"Layer after layer."

"So he wants to elevate his identity, so that the people below will become God's messengers, or titles such as the blood of God's ministers."

"These people will also be used to manage more and more ordinary people in the tribe."

"And the exploitation just happened layer by layer."

"The value created by our labor, the commodities we produce, are finally supplied to these people, and finally become commodities for their luxurious life."

Dorje spoke softly.

"But in fact, in ancient times, all of us were the same, and our origins were also the same."

"This is the fundamental essence of us ordinary herdsmen and serfs. We are always in the exploited class, but in fact, we are the ones who created the wealth of the entire tribe! All the wealth of the entire tribe, Build on us!" Dorji's tone became low and passionate.

"Should we be born slaves? No! We also have the right to pursue a better life."

"Should we be born without enough food and clothing, treated like cattle and sheep by those nobles? No! Because their ancestors are the same as ours! Their so-called magnificence, their so-called status , are actually based on the exploitation of our wealth!"

Following Duoji's words, the herdsmen present were breathing heavily, and many of them had anger and hatred in their eyes.

"Brother Dorji, what should we do? Should we turn against them! Kill them! Take back the wealth that originally belonged to us!" A herdsman began to shout loudly.

"Yes! Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

Looking at the angry farmers and herdsmen in the tent, after everyone vented their emotions, Duoji stretched out his hand to press down, and said in a deep voice: "My brothers, killing them may be a way, but killing them Before them, you have to carefully understand how they rule you and how they deceive you, knowing these, you can better resist them!"

"Let me talk about some of their common methods!"

"It's like nobles like them who have been exploiting us all the time, and many nobles don't even regard us serfs as human beings at all. Killing us is even more casual than slaughtering cattle and sheep. Our family, our children and descendants have always been Treated like animals by them."

"But such behavior will arouse anger sooner or later, and sooner or later people like us angry serfs will resist them, so what will they do?" Dorji looked at the herdsmen below and asked.

Most of the herdsmen looked dazed, "They will gather soldiers to destroy these rebels." Deya thought for a while and said.

"Yes, they will use soldiers to kill us." A herdsman said.

"Yes, that's right, but have you ever thought about who those soldiers were? They were actually serfs. If these nobles wanted to make these soldiers obedient, what would they do?" Dorji asked.

Now everyone can't think of it.

"I'll tell you today." Duoji said seriously.

Everyone immediately focused and listened carefully. They had never heard such remarks that clarified their relationship. They hadn't thought about these issues before, and they hadn't thought about why they were born to be bullied and treated like animals. Treating it is just a numb day-to-day life and work.

And Dorje made them think a lot and made them think a lot.

"Their supreme ruler will use another name to promote his own identity. He will steal the identity of the so-called god, tell ordinary people that he is the incarnation of god, make ordinary people believe in him, and make ordinary people think that he is a god. Using the fear of God that we ordinary serfs have to get to the truth that he is actually exploiting us!"

"I don't know if gods exist, but I believe that the gods I believe in are definitely not like this and don't treat us as human beings. If the god I believe in Dorji is such a god who doesn't care about the life and death of my wife, children, parents and brothers, I would rather draw a knife Kill him! Anyway, he is dead, what's the difference?!"

"So, gods are benevolent, but those who pretend to be descendants of gods are not! Because they are not descendants of gods at all! Which god would bully his believers like this?!" Duoji said loudly .