[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

The thing of bound feet did not exist in the history of the time country.

But they had seen another similar thing in Euroland—a girdle.

European women in the Middle Ages would use steel bones to girdle their waists, forcibly compressing all the skeletal muscles to the point of suffocation, and the aesthetics are also distorted and inhumane.

When Li Luan heard this word, his eyes turned cold, and he directly pressed the old man's shoulder and said, "Women in the whole city are like this? When did that start?"

Guo Di saw that the woman was so ignorant, and waved her hand away angrily: "It's none of your business!"

"Why is it none of her business?" Liu Xi said indifferently, "Her official position is higher than yours."

The old man's complexion was as if he had been fed a mouthful of papa.

Li Luan knew that he couldn't reason directly with such pedantic things, so he directly called two or three female doctors who accompanied him, asked for a tent, and brought a docile girl in for an examination.

Although there was no such thing as medical treatment in ancient times, but now they are the new masters who occupy the city, and they are no different from officials and lords to the people.

Li Luan and the other two doctors were women, and the girl's husband did not stop her.

Knowing their so-called etiquette, Liu Xi didn't enter the tent to stop them, but asked for a pen and paper, and asked Sun Ci to write the release order for him.

Inside the tent, Li Luan carefully explained what he meant, and asked the woman how her feet were.

Seeing that the girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old, she nodded timidly and took off her shoes carefully.

The bow-toed shoes are also embellished with silver threads, making them as exquisite and lovely as ingots.

But behind this miniature size, there is silent forbearance and pain.

When the shoes were taken off, layers of cloth were still wrapped around the feet.

In other words, the actual size of the girl is smaller than the shoe.

Li Luan's face darkened, and he and the doctors who accompanied him carefully untied the layers of foot wraps.

As the dark yellow cloth was untied layer by layer, the foul smell also came out.

"Don't you usually change it?"

The girl showed embarrassment and explained: "According to the rules, you can't untie it when you sleep—otherwise your feet will grow bigger."

"What?" Li Luan asked subconsciously, "So...does it hurt?"

The answer, of course, is pain.

It hurts when I walk, it hurts when I sit, and because the foot binding is too tight, even when I sleep, my feet are aching.

When the layers of cloth were finally untied, the doctor saw the stunted feet.

Because of being fixed, the bones and muscles are not developed normally.

According to the girl's height, the shoes are at least about size 37, but they are compressed to the size of a child.

Not to mention whether it hurts or not, just such a pair of thin and deformed feet supporting the weight of the body every day will be strenuous and uncomfortable.

At the same time, the release order written by Sun Ci was broadcast three times, and the sound echoed throughout the city.

"The custom of binding feet is not only deformed, ugly and vulgar, but also affects the health of women and children to have children, and hinders resistance to foreign enemies..."

Both Liu Xi and Sun Ci knew in their hearts that it would be useless to talk about this matter purely from the perspective of equality between men and women.

Explaining to people of this age that women are not playthings is completely pointless.

It is better to be straightforward, simple and rude, to conduct large-scale inspections and cooperate with the fine system.

The broadcast directly asked each household to hand in the foot wraps and bow-toed shoes within three days, and fines were inspected at any time in the future.

"In this way, it is estimated that tens of thousands of people will have to run away with their families in the city." Liu Zi snapped the lighter, and lit a cigarette for Li Luan who came out: "Good thing."

The woman with big wavy red lips looked at Guo Di coldly, lowered her head and rubbed between her brows: "We need another meeting."

Guo Di originally wanted to listen to something, but Sun Ci politely invited him out.

"Let me ask you." Li Luan sat on the side, his voice was neither soft nor heavy, but with a bit of coldness: "Have you really thought about it clearly, what are you going to do next?"

"I'm not talking about the binding of feet." She stood up slowly, her eyes still fixed on Liu Xun who had her hands crossed: "After the time and space changes, we Jiangyin people are naturally coerced by the situation. Expansion and development."

"But have you really thought about it, what are you doing?"

"You know, whenever you encounter a few Hearts of Mary and nationalism, someone will jump out and say that we are invaders and colonists!"

"Invasion?" Liu Xi was stunned for a moment: "Why do you think so?"

"Have you seen their foot wraps?" Li Luan sneered, "This is probably just the tip of the iceberg."

"In the future, the deeper we go into the life of the Han people, the more civilians we rescue from the hands of Jin Guo, and we will inevitably touch more dirty and dirty things."

How could she forget the way those two officials looked at her.

Only profanity and contempt.

"The more things we manage, the more infamy we get."

Maybe before the people outside started to resist, someone inside could not help but jump up.

"But it's impossible for us to colonize." Liu Xi frowned and said, "Jiangyin only has less than 6 people. Colonization is a fart—what do you say about aggression?"

He stood up, with the same resolute and serious tone: "We have already set a policy, and we will go to Jin Kingdom first, haven't we?"

"The Kingdom of Jin now occupies a large area of ​​land and enslaves the people of the Kingdom of Song. Is there something wrong with that?"

"And then?" Li Luan looked at him and asked back: "If our entire army is wiped out, that's okay, but if we completely disperse and destroy the Jin Kingdom, do you know what will happen?"

"The entire north is full of Han people, and our country is opposed to the Song Dynasty from north to south. What do you think should be done? Return everything to the emperor of the Song Dynasty?"

Liu Xi's expression changed, and he said in a stern tone, "Li Luan, this is impossible."

"You have also seen that we can't ignore these things."

"They have three wives and four concubines, abuse and molest young children, and regard cannibalism as an imperial edict—not to mention equality between men and women, they don't even have basic human rights!"

No matter how much beauty and brilliance, it is the precipitation of culture and people.

The issues to be considered at the national level, cultural level and human rights level are completely different.

"No matter how deep the dynasty's cultural background, rich history and art are, once their people are reduced to low status, they don't even have the freedom and dignity to survive—"

In the final analysis, this is just a feudal dynasty, and all the glorious features are the accumulation of countless innocent souls.

"Sister Li...what are you talking about?" Zhao Qingyu whispered next to her, "Didn't they have the Spring and Autumn Han and Tang Dynasties, how many times have they changed dynasties, it's okay if we come again."

"I don't mean to quarrel with you." Li Luan looked at Liu Xi and said, "You have to know that there are only 6 people in Jiangyin Town, but if you go down this step by step, you have to manage at least a few hundred thousand people. people."

"These 10 people are all of the Han nationality, and they were all brought up by this man-eating etiquette. Even if you give them all the favors, they may not be grateful to you, and they may even call you an invader, destroying their Han family's orthodoxy. Kingslayer!"

"Even if I promote democracy and freedom." Liu Zi raised an untimely smile: "Even if I let them rule this new world, let them participate in politics and military affairs fairly, even if the government of this neighboring country Are more than [-]% of them from the Han family?"

"Yes." Li Luan said in a deep voice, "Zhao Qingyu has read the history books, and I have read all the previous history of the Song Kingdom."

They stick to the so-called true dragon emperor, and have been brainwashed by the divine grant of monarchy.

It is unfortunate that you set up a name and do not deceive the public with false words. As long as you do not return the recaptured country to the Song Dynasty in the future, you will always be an unorthodox rebel.

"Han nationality? Orthodox?" Sun Ci couldn't help laughing: "Where is there any orthodox ethnic group?"

"This country has a history of at least 1000 years. People in several river basins intermarried and multiplied with each other. In Yangzhou City, there are Hu people walking on the streets-aren't they all hybrid races? Is there really a purebred? ?”

"Besides," she said slowly, "it's impossible for such a large territory of the Song Dynasty to be given away by phone charges."

Didn't this country develop to its current state by annexing and cannibalizing each other thousands of years ago?

They are the orthodox rulers of the world, and they become invaders on their own side?

What's more, the vast majority of people will only follow the person who wins in the end.

Qian Fan lit a cigarette silently beside him, and glanced at Zhao Qingyu who was sitting opposite him: "What kind of person is their emperor?"

"Didn't I just tell you the story of Yue Fei and Qin Hui yesterday?" Zhao Qingyu yawned lazily: "No matter how stupid their ruler is, their courtiers are loyal. This is not because Confucianism has been brainwashed for 1000 years. Has your brain been washed out?"

"We can't let the tens of thousands of us in Jiangyin all jump into this Slender West Lake and drown."

Liu Xi yawned afterward, and said flatly, "Don't change what has been set."

He knew what Li Luan meant.

All this is just the beginning.

The more you do, the more mistakes you make.

The more city residents are brought in, the more complicated the chaotic criticism and public opinion will be.

But if Jiangyin people want to live for a long time, they must control more cities and resources.

And Jiangyin's people are bound to interfere with the shitty things that these ancient people abused each other.

"The things that should be intervened, all go all out to do."

He raised his eyes and his voice was calm and unquestionable.

"It's a big deal, let's say that the leader of the neighboring country is tyrannical and ruthless, and there is no way to talk about politics with an iron fist,"

"Just throw the blame to him."

The author has something to say:

No matter how beautiful the Song Dynasty looked, it was just a feudal dynasty in history, no different from the Han Dynasty and Ming Dynasty.

The splendor is real, and so is the rot and discord.