The wind blows through the leaves, causing the faint sound of wind chimes. The afternoon sun has faded away from the heat of the peak, and falls under the eaves through the gaps in the trees.

The window was open, letting the sunlight fall in, and you could see the furnishings in the room, the bed, the square table, the wardrobe, the chairs... Ning Yi wrung out a towel near the wooden stand with a basin near the window and wiped off the sweat on his body.

"...There is a girl, her name is Xi'er, of course she has black hair..."

With his upper body bare, Ning Yi stood there telling his story ideas to the people in the room. There were scars of one kind or another on his sun-exposed body, but he did not show signs of aging despite long-term exercise. He was less than four years old.

Ten years old, his strong body is full of explosive power. Many people in the outside world think that he is a martial arts master like Zhou Tong and Lin Zongwu. And because he has been in a high position for a long time, he also has a calm temperament that is far superior to ordinary people.

In any situation, it is enough to bring a huge sense of oppression to his enemies.

Except in front of his family, he would occasionally show some irregularities... and nearly a year after the breakthrough in the relationship, Shishi had begun to accept some strange irregularities. For example, at this moment he said "

In the story "White-Haired Girl", it is obvious that there are some unreasonable ideas in the middle.

"Can I see her?" Shishi asked.

Ning Yi was stunned: "...Ah? What?"

"You just emphasized that her name is Xi'er. It sounds like there really is such a person..."

"...There is no one. This is the outline of the story."

"That is to say, you can call it whatever you want..."

"Uh..." Ning Yi, who still showed a strong figure, stood there with his hands on his hips, raised his head and thought for a while, "...that's right, you can call it whatever you want, but for example, let's call it Xi'er. You don't want to

Making trouble."

"You tell me a story, of course I have to listen carefully..." The woman wearing a bellyband sat up from the bed, hugged her legs, and murmured softly, with a smile in her eyes.

"Xi'er and her father depended on each other. After the Jurchens left, they settled on Dai Mengwei's territory. But there was not enough food in Dai Mengwei's place, and they were about to starve to death. The local village chief, village sages, and Mr. Su also

The army colluded with each other to do business and found a way out for these people, which is to sell them to our Chinese army to work..."

As he spoke, he twisted the towel and brought it to the bedside and handed it to Shishi.

"...Here, I think we can think of some way to show how evil Dai Mengwei's gang is. They induce others to sign thirty-year long-term contracts and pay a little money. As for Xi'er and his daughter, they were also

I was forced to have no choice. At first I just wanted to sell one person. Of course it was the father who volunteered, but the money for selling it was not much, and the father was not worth that much when he was old. Xi'er was beautiful... No, it wasn't.

She is beautiful because she is as strong as an ox and can work better than ordinary men, so the local sages and the like forced the father and daughter to sell themselves..."

When Ning Yi said this, he frowned slightly and walked to the side to pour water. The teacher thought for a while.

"There's something wrong with this." She said, "There are many people in Dai Mengwei who were driven in from out of town. Even if they were local, their initial belongings were basically destroyed. It's okay for father and daughter to depend on each other. Once they have to leave,

There shouldn't be so many thoughts about leaving the homeland. Since the father can sell himself and doesn't have much money, he will probably have to follow him if he leaves a daughter... If you want to show the badness of the local sages here, you have to find another way.

…”

"...I also feel something is wrong." Ning Yi scratched his head and then waved his hand, "But that's what it means anyway, because Dai Mengwei and his men are very bad, Xi'er and his daughter were forced to sell them to our southwest country.

By the way. As for the southwest...the businessmen who opened the factories are also very bad. They signed thirty-year contracts without paying wages and made them work day and night. They also used various methods to restrain them, such as deducting wages from their original wages.

Not much, if they make a little mistake, their points will be deducted..."

"It's not just that." Shishi got off the bed in silk pants. Ning Yi looked at her and said casually, "This factory owner also raises rich slaves, the kind of thugs who are the villains in all stories.

Seed, they usually don’t allow these prostitutes to go out and walk around, for fear that they will escape, and those who escape will be dragged back and beaten, hung in the yard and beaten with whips, etc. In private, they must have beaten people to death..."

"In addition, there must be dogs. Since you raise rich slaves, of course you also need to raise vicious dogs. Whoever dares to escape will be chased not only by humans, but also by dogs, who will bite them half to death. And to show how evil these people are, dogs will eat them.

You have to be better than others. For example, Xier and his daughter usually eat porridge, and the dog eats meat buns..."

Shishi listened to these stories, walked to the shelf, twisted the towel, and laughed softly: "We have such a factory in the southwest, isn't it your fault? Do you want to say that Dai Mengwei's side is bad, or is it the fault of Dai Mengwei?

Are you saying that our Chinese army is bad?"

"Anyway, that's roughly what it means. Let's understand it." Ning Yi turned his hand in the air, "It's not the point that Dai is bad, and the Huaxia Army is bad is not the point. Anyway, Xi'er and his daughter lived a miserable life.

She was sold here and had no money to work hard, and suffered all kinds of oppression. After working for less than a year, Xi'er's father died. They were paid very little wages. It was the Chinese New Year, and the girls on the street were all dressed up.

She was very beautiful. Her father secretly went out and bought her a red-headed rope or something as a New Year's gift. When he came back, he was discovered by evil slaves and evil dogs, beat him half to death, and then died before the New Year...

"

At this point, the mood in the room became a little lower, but since there was no implementation basis to support it, the teacher just listened quietly.

"As for Xi'er, she was exploited again after her father died. She worked day and night. She was tired and sad. After a year, her hair turned completely white, so she was called the White-haired Girl. Then they finally couldn't stand it anymore, and the factory broke out.

In order to resist, they... rushed out of the factory, captured the boss, dispersed the slaves, killed all the dogs, took to the streets to tell the people in the world that this was wrong, and our Chinese army banned this factory... Anyway, I

I’ve even thought about the theme song. The north wind is blowing, the snowflakes are flying, the snowflakes are fluttering, the new year is coming...huhuhuhu..."

In the second half of the story, the plot obviously entered the nonsense stage. Ning Yi spoke very fast and sang a few lines of songs with a normal expression. Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and sat on the chair facing the door, covering his mouth and laughing.

The teacher came over and smiled too, but his face clearly had a pensive expression.

"Writing this story, why?" Ning Yi often expresses that things are different from ordinary people and has a weird sense of humor, but generally speaking, it is not without purpose. Shishi considers the things in this story, "In recent times, I

I heard people talk about Dai Mengwei's side. They couldn't feed many people, so they secretly sold people here. We do have people who secretly take advantage. For example, General Li Rulai... Of course, I shouldn't say that

this……"

"Li Rulai has nothing bad to say." Ning Yi sat there, smiled calmly, and replied, "After the war ended last year, as a general who surrendered, he still wanted to use the tricks of the Wu Dynasty here. First,

Privately, he made various inquiries in series, hoping to get a good position as a leader. After the hope was not good, he spread the news that the Chinese army should pay attention to buying bones with a lot of money. I reminded him to put down the old ways, learn to obey orders, and wait for arrangements.

Don't seek personal gain... He thought I was determined not to give him military power, so when Chengdu began to attract foreign investment, he simply went ahead and started making money."

"I've heard that this is, outside...Yu Hezhong came over and told me about General Li, saying that he imitated ancient generals and defiled himself..."

"Old Yu still hasn't made much progress." Ning Yi sighed, "Generals in ancient times tainted themselves because of their great achievements, so they told their superiors that I only wanted money. What can Li Rulai do? I will return all the troops and horses to him.

It only takes one charge to defeat him in a battle formation. At first, he did not change his bad habits and colluded in private. Later, he realized that the situation in the Chinese Army was different and chose to do the next best thing. He also wanted to show me that he did not want military power, but only money.

Okay. He thinks this is an equal exchange of credit..."

When he said this, he shook his head and stopped talking about Li Rulai. Shishi also stopped asking questions and walked to him and gently rubbed his head. The wind blew outside, the sunlight approaching evening swayed, the wind chimes and leaves

There was a rustling sound for a moment.

"Are you... worried that our factories will become like that... or are some factories already like that?"

The teacher considered it carefully and asked.

Ning Yi closed his eyes: "Not yet, but within two or three years, it should happen."

"Will it get so bad? Is there no way?"

"If it is allowed to develop on its own, it may take 20 to 30 years. Even if it is contained well, within 30 to 50 years, the scale of this phenomenon will not be too large. We have just developed these large-scale technological accumulations.

It's not enough..." Feeling the pressure from Shishi's fingertips, Ning Yi said softly, "However, I will arrange for it to appear soon..."

Shishi frowned, silently chewing on the meaning of these words.

Ning Yi murmured: "In two to three years, this phenomenon will occur in some factories around Chengdu. Workers will be oppressed, some people will die, and there will be resentment in the hearts of these people... But in general

He said that in the past two years, they had experienced life and death, famine, exchanged children for food, and now they were very satisfied to be able to come to the southwest and have a full meal. Two or three years of accumulation of grievances was not enough.

At that time, you must be prepared to have some stories like "The White-Haired Girl", in which the criticism of Dai Mengwei and the criticism of Southwest can be carried over. The important thing is to make it clear that this kind of thirty-year-old

A contract in which people are treated as cattle and horses is wrong. People under the rule of the Chinese military have some of the most basic rights that need to be rooted in the highest laws. Then through such a consensus, we can modify some unreasonable absolutes.

contract……"

"... When the time comes, we will let some people take to the streets. Even if those workers are not resentful enough, they will be able to respond after being incited. We have established such a communication method from top to bottom to let the people understand their opinions.

, we can hear it, we will pay attention to it, and we will also modify it. This kind of communication is the beginning, and we can slowly adjust it in the future..."

The teacher thought for a while: "If people really get a taste of the sweetness from this matter, I'm afraid some bad things will happen, for example, there will always be unscrupulous people who are not clear-headed..."

"If the rioters are killed, the leaders should also pay attention. It's boring to mess around with nothing." Ning Yi replied calmly, "In general, the symbolic significance of this matter is greater than the actual significance. However, this symbolic significance is always

Yes, it is more beneficial to them than if we see the problem now and let a master Qingtian do justice for them. They resisted and then got the reward. This symbolism is more beneficial to them. It may be recorded in the future.

In the history books.”

Shishi gently pressed his head and was silent for a moment: "I have an idea..."

"Um."

"If... if, like what Li Hengli said, we have seen this possibility and taken some measures, it would be possible to prevent the occurrence of things that worry you for twenty, thirty, thirty, fifty, or even hundreds of years, right?

?Why must this matter be brought forward? In two or three years, if we force people to riot and make their hair turn gray, some people will die, and even if they die, the symbolic meaning of this matter

It is also greater than the actual significance. They can succeed in taking to the streets because of you. If someone else takes to the streets in the future, they will not succeed. When the time comes, they will still bleed..."

"The success of taking to the streets does not lie in showing that taking to the streets is really useful, but in telling them that there is a road here and that they have the right to fight for themselves." Ning Yi closed his eyes and said, "It's still the same truth as before, the essence of society

It's the law of the jungle. In every past dynasty, the so-called social reform was about one interest group defeating another interest group. Maybe some people in the new interest group are more conscientious, but as long as a group is formed, they will always seek benefits.

These interests are distributed internally and not shared with the public... In essence, since the new group can defeat the old one, it means that the new interest group is stronger and they will inevitably share more interests, so the upper level must

There are more and more people, and the people are getting smaller and smaller. In two or three hundred years, no dynasty can survive..."

"The meaning of democracy is that people who know how to distinguish can know who is good for them, and they will channel their strength to support those good people. When ordinary people are included in the interest group, and then the interests are distributed,

The people will not be completely ignored. People who can take responsibility for themselves will actively join interest groups to claim their own interests... To put it bluntly, it is also the law of the jungle, but in this way, the cycle of chaos for two to three hundred years may be overthrown.

break in."

"Democracy has no actual effect in the early stage." Ning Yi opened his eyes and sighed, "Even if everyone is educated and literate, there will not be many people who can be trained to take responsibility for themselves. Most people
To be continued...