This was Su Yonglin's first time to attack a county seat, and it was also his first time to occupy a county seat.
Different from the simple production relations in the countryside, the various relationships in the city are much more complicated, and the people are also much more complicated.
There are both ordinary people, rich people, and officials, including scholars, farmers, industry and commerce. It is much more difficult to manage a city than to manage a rural area.
However, in the era of agricultural economy, if you manage the countryside well, you will be able to manage the city well. Those who win the countryside will win the world. Su Yonglin is not too worried that he will mess up the city because of his lack of experience.
As long as the rural areas outside are conquered, peasant associations are established, and agricultural production is guaranteed, the city will be safe.
Of course, before that, he needed to solve the problems of the officials and clerks in the counties who were caught.
It's not that he wants to spare their lives or anything, but he needs to know from their mouths what the current trends of the officials in Shandong are, so as to judge whether the Liberation Army can successfully achieve this strategic goal.
He brought the captured Chen Binghe, Sijing and a group of officials to the county government for interrogation.
During the interrogation, something happened that was beyond his expectation.
The county magistrate Chen Binghe passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination to become the county magistrate. He was a Han. When faced with Su Yonglin, who was also a Han, he yelled at him, calling him a traitor and he would definitely be cut to pieces.
Sijing, the guard general and Qianhuguan of the defense army, was a Jurchen. He knelt in front of Su Yonglin and begged for mercy. He begged Su Yonglin not to kill him and to give him a way to live.
Su Yonglin found it very interesting.
"Chen Binghe, I started the uprising to expel the Jurchens from Jinting and regain China. You and I are both Han Chinese, so why are you so hostile to me? Sijing is a Jurchen and you know how to beg for mercy. Why don't you return to the Guangfu Army? You Return to the Liberation Army, I will never kill you, I will still use you."
Chen Binghe looked at Sijing with contempt on his face.
"I just found out today that you are such a shameless villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death! Are you worthy of the generous salary His Majesty gives you? Are you worthy of your status? Shameless! Shameless!"
Sijing knelt on the ground and did not dare to speak, but kept sobbing.
A tall and majestic man was now as fragile and slender as a little girl. On the contrary, Chen Binghe, who was slightly thin in stature, seemed to have a sense of iron bones.
This intoxicating contrast made Su Yonglin feel that the world was becoming more and more magical.
After scolding Sijing, Chen Binghe looked at Su Yonglin as if he were looking at the enemy who killed his father.
"I am a subject of the emperor, how can I kneel down and be a traitor? You traitor, kill me if you want, don't talk nonsense!"
"You and I are both Han people. Why don't we join hands to expel the Jin Dynasty? Recover China? The Han family has its own control over the territory of the Han family. How can we allow outsiders to interfere with it? What do you think?"
Su Yonglin looked at Chen Binghe expectantly.
Chen Binghe was furious.
"Traitor! Don't talk nonsense! How can the emperor's subordinates associate with a traitor like you? Kill me quickly! One day, the emperor's master will cut you, a traitor, into pieces with a thousand swords! Bruise your bones and spread ashes!"
Su Yonglin looked at the bulging veins on his forehead and the strong anger and murderous intent in his eyes, and knew that his words were true.
So he shook his head and sighed.
It seems that conflicts between ethnic groups are nothing compared to conflicts between classes.
Nationalism, no.
Even if the Liberation Army under the banner of nationalism wins, it will not solve the fundamental problem, or in other words, everyone will not pay attention to the fundamental problem at all.
All contradictions can be superficial. If you look a little deeper, you will see that they are all class contradictions.
It's just that some people try to cover up this most fundamental contradiction in various contradictory forms.
Ethnicity, gender, color, religion.
These contradictions are used to cut society vertically and divide the people at the bottom, making it impossible to unite as one and fight for their rights upwards.
Thinking of this, Su Yonglin looked at all his subordinates in the county government.
Either an officer or a soldier.
He planned to take this opportunity to give them a lively and interesting social practice lesson.
"Gentlemen, have you seen it? Chen Binghe is a Han, but he is loyal to the Jurchen Emperor. What does this mean? It means that in the eyes of these superior people represented by Chen Binghe, the differences between ethnic groups are nothing at all. .”
Su Yonglin pointed at Chen Binghe.
The captured Chen Binghe and Sijing, as well as a group of officials, large and small, looked at Su Yonglin in surprise.
The officers and soldiers of the Shengjie Army looked at Su Yonglin with burning eyes.
They knew that Su Yonglin was giving a lecture.
Su Yonglin walked slowly around Chen Binghe.
"Chen Binghe is an official and a superior person, so even if he and we are both Han, he doesn't care at all whether we are from the same ethnic group or whether the Jurchens abuse the Han people. So what does he care about?"
Su Yonglin asked and sought answers from the soldiers and officers around him.
He pointed to a soldier.
"Tell me, what does Chen Binghe care about?"
"What matters... is his superior status."
The soldier answered tentatively.
"You could say that, but it's not quite complete."
Su Yonglin smiled and pointed to another soldier: "Tell me more deeply and more completely. What does he care about?"
The soldier thought seriously for a while and thought about the course Su Yonglin taught before.
"What he cares about is indeed his identity and status, but what he cares more about should be the benefits brought by this identity and status. Alang said that the hustle and bustle in the world is all for profit, and the bustle of the world is all for profit. He only cares because there are benefits.”
Su Yonglin smiled, nodded, and patted the soldier on the shoulder.
"Yes, I will continue to study harder in the future, so that I can see through the essence of some things and find solutions to problems."
"Here!"
The soldier nodded happily.
Su Yonglin walked back to Chen Binghe. Looking at Chen Binghe's shocked eyes, he raised the corners of his mouth.
"Gentlemen, Chen Binghe doesn't care whether the emperor is a Han or a Jurchen. He only cares about whether he is a superior person. He only cares about whether the emperor can ensure that he continues to be a superior person. Then he cares so much about what being a superior person can do for him. What to bring?
With money, status, and countless benefits, he can treat us like cattle and horses. He can stand high and enjoy this sense of superiority. This sense of superiority surpasses everything, surpasses the fact that we are all Han people. .
Therefore, gentlemen, when facing the Han people who are officials of the Jin Kingdom, you must not have any unnecessary sympathy or illusions. In their eyes, they are superior people more than anything else. All excuses are excuses. Of course, there are also a few who are different. , but we may not encounter it, so we won’t talk about it. "
After Su Yonglin finished speaking, he sighed deeply.
"Gentlemen, expelling the barbarians and regaining China is not all we have to do. The conflict between the Han and the Jurchens is only temporary for us. It is not important, because everyone still remembers that they are How did you lose your land, right?”
Soldiers and officers alike nodded.
"It was not the Jurchens who plundered our land, but the superior people of the Southern Song Dynasty who plundered our land. They were all Han people, and they never cared about our life or death, just like Chen Binghe didn't care whether the emperor was Han or Jurchen.
Right now, what we want to do is indeed to expel the Huru and restore China, but what we ultimately want to do is to crush all these superior people like Chen Binghe. Just expelling the Huru is superficial and useless. . "
Su Yonglin looked at Chen Binghe: "What we really want to deal with is this group of high-class people represented by Chen Binghe."
The eyes of the officers and soldiers were focused on Chen Binghe.
Chen Binghe shivered involuntarily, and suddenly felt a strong malice surrounding him, as if a bloodthirsty beast had stared at him.
"It's ten thousand times harder to crush a superior person than to drive away a barbarian. This is true. It's true."
Su Yonglin slowly pulled out the waist knife. The sharp blade reflected sharp light and stabbed Chen Binghe's eyes.
"There are only millions of Hulu, but there are superior people. Everyone has the possibility to become a superior person. Whether it is Han people, Jurchens, or Khitan people, they can all be superior people. They may be hostile. But it’s more likely to be one of our own.”
The waist knife was unsheathed, and Su Yonglin clenched the knife in his hand.
"But this is not the reason for us to do nothing, nor is it the reason for us to put down our weapons and admit defeat. I brought you to the north, firstly, to expel the Hulu, and secondly, to crush these superior people. Let the superior men cease to be superior men, and the cattle and horses cease to be cattle and horses.”
Su Yonglin raised the knife and pointed it at Chen Binghe.
"We are all human beings, exactly the same. There is no difference. Clearly, human beings!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yonglin sealed Chen Binghe's throat with a knife under Chen Binghe's surprised gaze, and then sheathed the knife, his movements as smooth as flowing clouds.
