Chapter 153 There is no distinction between high and low among Chinese people! (Third update)
Beiping Xicheng.
Xia Zhibai currently lives here.
Compared with the hustle and bustle of Prince Yan's Mansion, his surroundings were very quiet.
He even sunbathed leisurely.
He is indeed very leisurely.
It is true that there is nothing to do.
At this moment.
Hei Wa's figure suddenly appeared. His steps were a little hasty, but there was a bit of joy on his face.
Hei Wa said: "Brother Xia, you guessed it right. Prince Yan's Mansion is indeed investigating, and it seems that some things have been found. I just saw those military attaches in armor, all of them were disgraced. He left as if he was scolded.”
A flash of light flashed in Xia Zhibai's eyes.
He knows.
The leisure time is over.
Xia Zhibai stood up, looked at Heiwa, and asked, "Have the scholars recommended by Master Yuan arrived?"
"They have arrived." Heiwa said quickly.
Xia Zhibai nodded: "Okay, take me to meet them."
"You haven't neglected it, have you?"
Hei Wa quickly shook his head and said: "What Brother Xia ordered, I How could it be neglectful, just..."
"Just what?" Xia Zhibai looked at Hei Wa curiously.
Hei Wa's face was a little shy and seemed very unnatural. After hesitating for a while, he reluctantly said: "Brother Xia, do you insist on using these people? They are not Han people, they are Semu people. , and a Mongolian.”
"I don't think they can believe it."
Hei Wa did not hide his true thoughts.
He just hates these lustful people.
If it hadn't been for these Mongols and Semu people, his parents would not have died, and he would not have been living on the streets. If it hadn't been for Xia Zhibai's rescue, he would have starved to death before he could survive.
He hates these people.
Xia Zhibai looked solemn, pulled Hei Wa in front of him, and said very seriously: "Hei Wa, you have resentment and hatred towards the Mongols. I can understand it. You are not the only one in the world who has such thoughts. Many Han people do. That's true, but what you should hate is actually the Mongolian nobles, not these poor people at the same bottom."
"Their experiences may not be much different from yours."
" When Your Majesty raises the army today, there are many Semu people and Mongolians in the army. They used to be at the bottom of society and were also the targets of oppression. In the eyes of the Mongolian nobles, they are no different from the Han people. They are just their own. Servants."
"How could they rebel if they were not suppressed to the extreme?"
"Hate is okay."
"But don't hate the wrong target."
"But they can read." Hei Wa was still unwilling.
He just couldn't believe it.
Xia Zhibai smiled, touched Hei Wa's head, and said: "What's wrong with literacy? If they were really Mongolian nobles, they would have fled with them when Bei Yuan was defeated, and they are still here today. Staying in Peiping, still making a living here, and not being targeted by the government is enough to prove their innocence."
"Literacy is indeed rare."
"But Mongolia is a relatively relaxed tribe."
"If you are motivated and take advantage of the opportunity to learn secretly, it is not impossible."
"Don't beat him to death with a stick."
“But I’m not sure. I’ll know the details once we meet.”
“You should lead the way first.”
Hei Wa struggled for a while and reluctantly walked forward.
Xia Zhibai shook his head.
The Ming court did not have much prejudice against the Semu people, Mongols, and Jurchens, but the same was not true of the people at the bottom. They had hatred for these Yuan people who took over their own food, land and houses. But the Semu people, the Mongols, etc. also have high and low status.
Even.
Some of the Mongolians and Semu people at the lowest level are not as good as the Han people.
This is why, when Zhu Yuanzhang rebelled, there were so many Semu people and Mongolians following him, because they had also suffered for a long time and wanted to overthrow this cruel and mediocre dynasty. However, after the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the Semu people and Mongolians who stayed in the Ming Dynasty Although the living environment of people is better, it is not much better.
The scholars of the Ming Dynasty were even more xenophobic.
These Semu people and Mongolians have almost no opportunity to be exposed to literacy.
Their only way up is to join the army.
The vassal kings stationed at the border also like to use these people.
But not all Mongolians and Semu people want to go into battle to kill the enemy. There are also some Mongolians and Semu people who want to read and write and embark on official careers. However, these people have no chance. They basically cannot pass the child examination when taking the imperial examination, and not many scholars are willing. Teach them, and not many scholars will accept them as disciples.
They are now in a very embarrassing situation.
Can't go up, can't go down.
Xia Zhibai had not noticed this group of people before.
Just now when Hei Wa said this, he realized that these people were also the targets of wooing.
And it’s easier to win over.
Because these people have been suppressed for too long.
It has been too long to be unsuccessful.
They need new channels for advancement besides enlisting in the army.
If the enthusiasm of these people can be activated, it will be of great benefit to the restoration of production in northern Xinjiang.
Think of this.
Xia Zhibai’s heart moved slightly.
He felt more and more that he was right to come to Northland.
Bridging North and South.
It’s not just geographical.
There are also people from nomadic tribes such as Mongolia, Semu, Jurchen, etc. These people also need to be thoroughly digested.
In a leaky house in the west of the city.
A few bearded men were sitting there.
Their clothes were dirty and their eyes were quite blurred, making them look uncomfortable.
"Talu, do you know why the new top scholar came to us?" A Mongolian man with a scimitar on his waist suddenly looked at a middle-aged man with a wider figure. Asked curiously.
Tarutemur's face was a bit old, his beard was gray, and there was a touch of bitterness on his grooved cheeks.
He is indeed the eldest among them.
That’s all.
They rarely interacted with the government in the past and barely made a living by writing letters to others. How could they be qualified to know such a 'big official'? If the famous Yuan Xiangshi hadn't approached them, they wouldn't have dared to believe it. .
Talu glanced at the restless people and said in a deep voice: "What's so urgent?"
"There is an old saying among the Han people: When soldiers come, they will be covered by water and earth."
"Even if he is the number one scholar, so what? We have never done anything harmful to nature, nor have we committed any crimes or violations of discipline or law." How dare he do something to us? And this may not be a bad thing, and Mr. Yuan is good."
"How can he harm us?"
"Don't be suspicious. We’ll know when the time comes.”
Having said that.
But Dalu was obviously worried.
It was difficult for him to calm down, and he really couldn’t imagine why a ‘big official’ like Xia Zhibai came to see them?
Thesis: they secretly watched the Mongolian nobles practice their calligraphy in the early years, and learned some secretly, but now they can’t even recognize all the words; when it comes to martial arts, they have held pens for too long and have long been unaccustomed to wielding swords. Well, the scimitar on their waist was just a decoration, and they didn't dare to do it easily.
If you are not good at civil and military affairs, then what else can be valued?
They can’t understand.
They only hoped that Xia Zhibai heard their names by chance and was curious for a moment and wanted to see them. After all, there were still many Han people in the world who had never seen Semu people or Mongols. Out of curiosity, they had the urge to see them. As for They really couldn't think of any other reasons.
A few people did not dare to neglect.
But there is really nothing to deal with.
The only decent furniture in the house is a lame desk. The most valuable thing was a pile of yellowed hemp paper.
After sitting for a while, a few people couldn't sit still, so they simply stopped sitting and walked around the room. However, the worry in their eyes became more and more intense, and they even thought about what they had done in the past few years in private. , I recalled it several times in my mind.
Just when Dalu and others were restless, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.
Then there was a knock on the door.
The room was silent for a moment.
Not long after.
The door opened.
Talu stood at the door with a nervous look on his face, looking around uneasily.
Eventually.
His eyes fell on a young man.
Talu imitated the way the Han people bowed and said respectfully: "Talu Tiemu'er, see you sir."
Several other people also spoke.
Xia Zhibai stretched out his hand, helped Da Lu and the others up, and said easily: "You don't need to be so nervous, I'll come over and take a look."
"Oh, okay." Da Lu He answered subconsciously, and then felt that he had said something wrong. He glanced nervously at Xia Zhibai, and when he saw that Xia Zhibai was not angry, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Xia Zhibai smiled and said: "You should also know something."
"I asked Master Yuan to find you."
Da Lu nodded positively and said: "I know, Prime Minister Yuan told us, but sir, why did you come to us?"
Da Lu asked the most urgent question in his heart.
The other people also looked over eagerly.
Xia Zhibai laughed and said: "I was ordered by the imperial court to open an iron mine in Peiping. It's just that I'm new here and I'm not familiar with Peiping, so I want to find a few people who are familiar with Peiping. Of course, I have The other purpose is to find some useful people.”
Hearing Xia Zhibai’s words, Dalu and the others were stunned.
Looking for someone available?
Why did you find them?
They are illiterate and are not well-received.
You shouldn’t be looking for them anyway.
Compared with being immersed in the dream of "pie in the world", they are more panic and uneasy. They are self-aware, know their talents, and know that they are not qualified to enter such a big court. The official's eyes did not dare to have such extravagant thoughts at all, only full of anxiety and nervousness.
I don’t know what Xia Zhibai means.
They have also heard that Han people like to go around in circles.
Three circles to the left and three to the right, and finally the truth will be told, so I don’t dare to ask more questions.
Looking at the dull expressions of several people, Xia Zhibai shook his head with a wry smile.
No one dares to believe the truth these days.
He strolled into the house.
Seeing Xia Zhibai see the house, Dalu suddenly woke up, followed nervously, and whispered: "Sir, the place where the few of us live is really too simple, we dare not taint you. "
Xia Zhibai waved his hands and said: "It doesn't matter."
"There are so many homeless people in the world. I won't look down on you for this."
"As the saying goes, this is a humble house, but I am virtuous and kind."
"If I only see people through food, clothing, housing and transportation, you would underestimate me."
"I, Xia Zhibai, have not fallen to this level."
Xia Zhibai entered the house and took a few glances. It was indeed very shabby, even shabby. There was not much furniture in the house, but there were a few books, which were still placed there, but the pages were torn.
Talu scratched his head in embarrassment, his face turned red, and he quickly put away the 'broken books'.
This is his home.
This is already the best-off family among several people.
Xia Zhibai turned around and asked: "Can you read and write?"
Talu nodded, shook his head again, and said with a wry smile: "How can you have such a good life? In the past He is a servant of a nobleman. He can recognize a few words, but he learned them secretly, but he is not good at it, and many of the words are still unrecognizable. These books were secretly kept by me when the Mongolian nobles ran away."
“I still don’t recognize them all.”
“As for writing, I can write a few, but not many.”
Da Lu sighed, also quite regretful.
Xia Zhibai asked: "Can it be done with simple registration information?"
A Lu hesitated for a moment and said uncertainly: "This should be possible, but it won't work if it is too complicated."
“No!”
Talu didn’t blush at all.
If you can’t do it, you can’t do it. If you can’t write it, you can’t write it.
No such ability.
Xia Zhibai turned to look at the other people and asked: "What about you? How many words can you write?"
"More than four hundred."
" More than three hundred.”
"More than three hundred."
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A few people whispered, their voices as quiet as mosquitoes.
Xia Zhibai frowned.
This literacy number is a bit too low.
He hesitated and then asked, "Can you recognize and write common characters?"
"Just common names."
Talu nodded and said, "That's okay."
Soon.
Da Lu looked at Xia Zhibai in surprise, wondering why Xia Zhibai asked these questions. Did he really want to use them?
But how is this possible?
Which scholar in the city is not more literate than them? Isn’t that one more knowledgeable than them?
Xia Zhibai smiled and said: "That's enough. My requirements for you are not high. I just need to do some simple information registration and register the information collected by some little beggars. After a few days, Leave it to me."
"Don't be surprised."
"I really want to use you."
"There aren't many reasons. It's just that I'm short of money and can't afford other people's fees."
"I can only settle for the next best thing."
"Then again."< br>
"Since you chose to stay in the Ming Dynasty, you are naturally the people of the Ming Dynasty. As an official of the Ming Dynasty, I should treat them equally."
"In terms of reading and literacy, the Han people do have an advantage, and In terms of fighting, the Mongols and Semu people are more outstanding, but it is completely limited to civil and military affairs, which is unfair to you. "
"This situation will not change in the short term, and I cannot change it, but I can use the power I have to make some adjustments, use more Semu people and Mongolians, and hand over some knowledge to you."
“But whether you can win the recognition of the world in the end depends on your own efforts.”
“As the saying goes, the master leads you in, and practice depends on the individual.”
"I can only lead the way here."
"One thing you can rest assured is that in my eyes, Xia Zhibai, there is no distinction between Semu people, Mongolians, Jurchens, and Han people. Those who established China are all our people, regardless of their superiority or inferiority. ”
"I will treat everyone equally."
"Equal reward, equal punishment."
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(End of this chapter)