Slavery is the most rudimentary social system in human society. Although most countries and nations have abandoned slavery, a backward national system, the idea of slavery has remained, especially among foreigners like Manchu and Qing Dynasties. Among nomadic peoples, slavery still exists.
When the Qing Dynasty settled in the Central Plains, the slavery system, which was transformed into a robe system, was not abolished, but was further expanded. During the heyday of the Qing Dynasty, the Han people who had a robe status were definitely not a symbol of shame, but on the contrary, it was a symbol of shame. glory.
You say that you are an upright Han Chinese, then go and pay for the food. Anyway, I don’t have to pay for the country’s food for my coat. You say that you are an upright Chinese, so then go and do corvee service. I won’t be tired even to death. I feel sorry for you, digging the Grand Canal requires an upright man like you.
What's wrong with the coat, what's wrong with the slaves, they are protected by their masters, they don't have to pay for food, they don't have to do corvee work, they enjoy the hot food, they even bully upright people like you, they don't have to be judged, the master protects them all.
In this kind of social structure, slaves are actually a kind of dependence. Those who are far away from power hope to share power through personal attachment. Although it is a bit shameless, it is really a common thing in that era.
People like Chang Sanhao are typical people who would go crazy if they want to be a slave. Don't say that the name of the court eagle dog is not good, but this status really has great benefits. He also worked hard to become a slave, crossing the sea from the south of the Yangtze River. The storm came to Ryukyu and it has been lurking for more than a year. Now it seems that the work is almost done, but the stubborn donkey unexpectedly messes up everything.
Chang Sanhao bent down and ran wildly on the street, with bullets flying behind him, but he did not feel the slightest resentment towards the French soldiers in his heart. Instead, he cursed the stubborn donkey in his heart.
"Are you stupid? What are our identities? We are slaves of the imperial court, and who are the foreign masters? They are foreign masters that even the emperor and queen mother dare not offend. How dare you resist? If this spreads to the capital, Go ahead, we won’t get even half of the credit, and we’ll end up losing our heads in the end..."
"It's bad luck, it's really bad luck. You're a stubborn ass who usually snatches women from me, but now you actually want to harm others. If you have the guts, fight with the foreigners. If you come out alive, I'll have to give you a knife, damn..."
Just when Chang Sanhao was cursing secretly in his heart, Stubborn Donkey's life had come to an end. Those who worked as hawks and dogs for the court were all a bunch of white-eyed wolves. Stubborn Donkey had already figured it out, so at the moment he was shot and fell down , he didn't expect Chang Sanhao to turn around and save him.
From the day he walked in the green forest, the Jianghu man had never thought about dying in bed. He had already been mentally prepared for a violent death. However, when death was really in front of him, he suddenly realized why he still had so many unfinished things on his mind. .
The long iron whip made the stubborn donkey do tricks. Both ends of the iron whip were wrapped around the neck of a French soldier. He was as strong as a donkey, and he was dragging two men with livid faces like a hot wheel. soldiers whirling in the crowd.
Stubborn Donkey was surrounded by a large group of soldiers. They were looking for opportunities to attack with rifles in hand. They would shoot him when they were cold and stab him with a bayonet when he was not prepared.
The stubborn donkey has now turned into a bloody man, and his howling sound can be heard for two whole blocks: "Blinded your dog eyes, why did you even kill me? I worked for you, and in the end I got this one." There’s no end…”
"Chang Sanhao, I'm your ancestor... Gong Cheng, I'm your daughter-in-law... Dog Tartar, I'm your ancestor... ah."
"I can't die, I have to live... If my elder brother and sister-in-law are not filial, I have to make more money to support my mother... I can't die here... I'm still waiting for me to return home in glory."
Amidst the screams, there were two more sounds of bayonets piercing the flesh. Two bayonets, one on the left and one on the right, pierced through the ribs, and the stubborn donkey was instantly restrained.
"Well done, I will take credit from you... George, follow my orders and dig out the heart of this thug, just like you have been bragging about doing in the African tribe..." The officer leading the team already hated What a stubborn donkey. This strong Chinese man actually killed four French soldiers. He is going to hell.
But the officer has always been curious, what on earth is this Chinese shouting, and why is there so much grievance and unwillingness in his tone? Forget it, no matter what, barbarians are very weird. Maybe it is something they say before they die. It's just a ritual.
The veteran named George was not tall, and his dark skin was a bit un-European, but everyone knew that it was the result of excessive sunbathing in the desert of North Africa.
George pulled out a dagger from his boot and licked the corner of his mouth, feeling a bit like a Central European vampire about to have a meal.
"Barbarian, I will cut open your chest very carefully and break your bones. I will be careful not to damage the blood vessels in your heart. I will hold the entire beating heart with blood vessels in front of your eyes... You are lucky, you will have the honor to see your own heart with your own eyes..."
"Damn barbarians, you don't deserve to live. Everything in the rich land of Asia belongs to our noble Europeans. You only deserve to be slaves..."
The sword flashed, and the dagger pierced the stubborn donkey's chest. At this moment, the blood on the stubborn donkey's body was mixed with all the strength and was almost dry. He had no strength to resist anymore.
He was shot five times and suffered six huge bayonet wounds. It is really a miracle that he can still survive to this day.
The dagger cut through the flesh, but not much blood flowed out. Gradually, the ribs and internal organs were exposed, and the stubborn donkey's facial features were deformed in pain.
How much he wanted to resist, but two bayonets penetrated his ribs, and he was already being held up, and he had no physical strength at all.
His life flew by in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern. His parents, relatives and hometown, his master Shanmen and his brothers, traveling around the world with a bowl of wine and meat, and following his eagle-clawed grandchildren to roam the martial arts world. How majestic and domineering that was.
But this journey has all come to an end here. In front of me there is only the ugly face of the Frenchman and the foreign language that I can't understand at all.
"Barbarian, you are going to die. How lucky you are to die in my hands. Aren't you very arrogant? Didn't you kill many of us just now? Damn you despicable savages and a group of slaves. You are just a waste of air when you are alive. …”
"Oh, by the way, I remembered, how can you illiterate people understand noble French... Wait, how should you speak Chinese, oh, by the way... slave... you are a slave..."
I don’t know where this French soldier learned Chinese. He seems to know the words slave and slave. Maybe George doesn’t know what these two words mean. Anyway, they must be curses.
Slave, slave, two voices rang in the stubborn donkey's ears. The words of his kind mother and enlightened scholar when he was a child suddenly rang in his ears.
"Take a look at each person, and they are all standing. Those who are lying down are called minions, and those who are lying down are called slaves."
"Ah." Tears burst out of Stubborn Donkey's eyes. After living for nearly forty years, he only remembered at this moment what he had lost.
"I'm not a dog slave...I'm a human being too." At the last moment of his life, the stubborn donkey's strength erupted like a volcano. He had forgotten the pain, and he hit him with a sudden force from his waist.
"Sister, I will sleep with you again in my next life." The Tietou Kung Fu was really powerful. There was a muffled sound, and the bridge of George's nose was shattered when he was caught off guard. His entire front face collapsed completely. A crescent shape.
George was hopeless, and all the plastic surgeons in Europe could not save him. But the stubborn donkey suddenly rushed like this, and the dagger in his heart suddenly pierced his heart.
The detailed work of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties... No, no, no, the Han people are stubborn donkeys and will never rest in peace, and no one knows his name.
"No." Sun Ximei, who ran away, felt as if she had been hit by a hammer. People don't know what they want until they lose it. The stubborn donkey's roar before it died made her completely understand that her heart was still with him. , but Chang Sanhao is not.
Sun Ximei's head got hot and she wanted to rush back, but Chang Sanhao grabbed his arm and said, "Don't be stupid, the stubborn donkey is already dead. Not only will you not be able to save him if you go back, you will also have to die..."
"Let's go, let's get out of here quickly. Our mission has been completed. Tomorrow we will hide in the refugee camp and find an opportunity to go back to Qing Dynasty. With our merits and abilities, we are afraid that we will not have a good life. Don't be impulsive. Don’t be impulsive.”
Sun Ximei burst into tears, "But...but, Stubborn Donkey is our brother..."
"What kind of bullshit brothers are not brothers? Life is bigger than the sky, so hurry up..." Before he could finish his words, the sound of the French army's big leather boots could be heard at the corner of the street, and the furious French army rushed in with a roar. come over.
"Kill them, this group of damn inferior peoples must die... Charge and attack." The stubborn donkey's resistance before his death made all the French go crazy. With red eyes, they wanted to kill all the Chinese. Kill them all.
Chang Sanhao looked up at the long street, "It's broken, this street is too long, there are no branch roads... Damn it, let's hide first." After saying that, he went to push the door of the house next to him, and also used his secret strength. .
Chang Sanhao knew that these houses were either shrunk or blocked from the inside and could not be wide open. At this time, he did not dare to lift his foot and kick. The noise would be too loud. If you want to go, it's best to use the dark energy in Taijiyun's hand. With just one palm strike, even a door latch as thick as a child's arm can be smashed silently.
But what he never expected was that before he could take a photo, the black wooden door in front of him was suddenly opened from the inside, and a face was vaguely revealed.
"Oh my god, you scared me to death..." Chang Sanhao almost screamed at that time, but then he looked at the faint starlight and saw that the person who opened the door was just an ordinary old lady, but it was too dark inside, so there was only one A terrifying feeling of only one face appearing.
