The blood-colored remnant sun filled the sky, staining this bloody battlefield red.

The battle of Jiming Mountain, no... To be precise, it was in the valley of chicken song, and the one-sided slaughter was finally over.

There's blood everywhere, there's corpses everywhere!

Crows hovered in the sky, as if they had seen new food.

I was looking at the corpse.

Before they have a full feast, the loser... That is, these people who will forever bury their souls and torsos in Jiming Mountain, they have to accept the "exploitation" of the "winner" first.

Their armor, their coins, their family's tokens, these... All to the victors.

The soldiers of Nanyang and Lu Jiajun have begun to clean up the battlefield one after another.

The bolts of the repeater are collected, washed, dried, and used again.

Who's not hiding anything of value in their pockets?

Cao Jun's armor seemed to be harder than what they were wearing, as well as weapons, which were all valuable treasures.

The battlefield is inherently cruel.

It was Lu Xun and Hou Yin, the two of them were still standing on the top of the mountain, letting the remnant sun be like blood, and they were chatting about something with great interest.

Lu Xun exclaimed.

"What do you mean? According to the letterhead written to you by the prince of Yunqi, whether it is Cao Cao, Liu Bei, or Sun Quan who ends this troubled world, there will definitely be such a distribution of classes as the upper class, middle class, and bottom level in this world, right? ”

The reason why Lu Xun specially introduced the rhetoric of "class" that Hou Yin had just explained in one sentence...

Just now, Hou Yin mentioned that half of the dozens of letters he exchanged with Guan Lin were talking about this so-called "class division"!

This also gave Hou Yin a deep understanding of the composition of this world...

Understand the origin of the contradictions in this world and the origin of the Han rebellion.

At this moment, he exhaled deeply and explained lightly: "That's right, classes are eternal, and Guangwu Zhongxing is just overthrowing a class and establishing a new class with Guangwu as the ruler..."

Speaking of which, Hou Yin drew the sword into the stone steps on the soles of his feet, and as the blade of the sword sharpened, he drew a triangle...

He divided the triangle into three.

"This is the class distribution mentioned in Yunqi Gongzi's letter, the most people stay at the bottom, the least people stay at the top, the top is responsible for formulating the rules of the world, and the middle level... That is, those wealthy families, they are attached to the top rulers, but they have built a deep moat between them and the bottom, preventing the Li Shu at the bottom from crossing the class and seizing their middle position at any time..."

Hearing this, Lu Xun only felt that it was too novel, this was a truth that he had never heard of since he was a child, and he had never felt a concept.

But... As a big family in Wu County, Lu Xun can deeply feel that this is indeed the case.

Hou Yin's words continued, "According to the theory of Yunqi Gongzi, this class will always exist, after all, Uncle Liu Huang will unify this chaotic mountains and rivers, then there will also be some new middle layers, as always, to establish a deep moat, to prevent the people at the bottom from crossing this class!" ”

“… After the entire Guangwu Zhongxing, hasn't it been repeating this story all the time? Especially during the period of the Second Emperor Huan Ling, the governance at the bottom was completely disordered, anomie, and out of balance... Isn't it the collusion between the top and the middle level that causes this, and the people at the bottom are oppressed to the extreme, and there is no hope at all? ”

Wish...

In fact, it still exists, especially in the late Han Dynasty, if you want to counterattack, an indispensable condition is for nobles to help!

Under the selection of official positions under the probation system, without the evaluation of celebrities and scholars, and without the support of superior officials, it is too difficult for a white body to break out.

However, it is not without the slightest solution.

Either after showing his talent, or hitting shit luck, after getting a good reputation due to fate, he was valued by the big family, married the daughter of the big family, or became a disciple of a famous man, and then rose through the marriage and the relationship between master and apprentice.

This is the only way!

If you are more awesome, you can learn from Dong Zhuo, recognize the Yuan family as the eldest brother, and then push the eldest brother away after leading the troops into Beijing!

All in all...

In this era, if you simply want to rely on personal hard work, hehe, it's better to wash and sleep!

"So..."Lu Xun asked rhetorically: "Yunqi Gongzi, how does he solve this problem?" How to destroy this deep moat that has been built from the middle to the bottom? ”

"Exam!" Hou Yin looked at the red blood stains in the valley, and he sighed: "It's the exam!" An exam that is a hundred times more brutal than this battlefield! ”

Before Lu Xun could react, he muttered, "Exam? Examination? ”

It's not that he doesn't understand what exams are, in private schools, in official schools, there are often periodic exams...

But how can a mere examination resolve the contradictions between this class?

"That's how I asked Yunqi Gongzi in my letterhead." Hou Yin looked at Lu Xun at this moment, just as he saw himself when he exchanged letters with Guan Lin in the past, and he continued to explain: "Why did the bottom rebel? Why did the Yellow Turban Uprising break out? Are they afraid to clothe in the cold and eat when they are hungry? Yes, but not completely, I've been guarding Wancheng for so many years, and he has seen through... That's why when I rebelled against Cao Cao, I responded to every call! ”

"It's because they don't see hope... Their life, the life of these Li Shu, they can see the head at a glance, as long as they become tenant farmers, they are tenant farmers for life, and there is no hope of promotion... Yunqi Gongzi said that what the bottom is most afraid of is not hunger and cold, but the loss of hope! ”

"So, what if some people at the bottom are allowed to jump through the dragon gate through fair examinations? What about allowing them to go through this step, show their talents, be valued by the higher-ups, and thus become officials, become clans, and enter the middle class? If this exam is fair, it can... Let those middle level at the bottom, because their children cannot pass this exam, gradually, the official rank of one generation is not as good as the generation, and gradually lose the light of the middle level and become the bottom... In this way, the middle and bottom layers flowed, and Li Shu at the bottom had more hope... And hope is the easiest way and method to keep the bottom undisturbed! ”

"Not hope!" Hearing this, Lu Xun gritted his teeth, he felt as if he understood, and he also had a deep understanding, "It's fair... It is the children of the people at the bottom who can stand on the same line as the children of the middle level, and compete for the position of this official in a fair way, so that the middle level will have a sense of oppression, will be demoted to the bottom, and the bottom will have more hope... There is even one in a hundred hopes, and I can become a middle-level person..."

Speaking of this, Lu Xun thought of something again, and he quickly shook his head, "Actually, this is not fair, because where do the people at the bottom have so many opportunities to study?" But for middle-class children, they can easily enter private schools... This is inherently unfair in selecting officials through examinations! ”

"It's worthy of Boyan..."Hou Yin was pleased, and looked at Lu Xun deeply, and he found more and more that Lu Xun was exactly the same as he thought.

The question Lu Xun is raising now is the question he asked Guan Lin at the beginning.

"So, I also threw this question to the cloud flag boy, but he... He sent me two atlases, one of which was an improved and extremely inexpensive method of papermaking, and the other of which could be printed in a large number of books, according to which the literature could be produced in batches, also according to his ideas... The most urgent task at the moment is to solve the problem of filling the stomach and putting on clothes, and then the problem of popularizing books, the popularization of words, and the problem of everyone being able to read..."

This...

Lu Xun seemed to be stunned.

He finally understood why... A Taishou in Wancheng, Nanyang, a Taishou with heavy troops, and a Taishou entrusted with important tasks by Cao Cao.

Because of the letter with Guan Lin, he stood on the opposite side of Cao Cao without hesitation and firmly stood on Guan Lin's side.

Oh, my God...

What kind of picture did Guan Lin paint to him?

It's not that it's compassionate, or pretending to say that thousands of Li Shu can live a good life.

This is simply unrealistic...

People in Jingzhou Pang, Ma, Xiang, and Xi followed Liu Bei to the north and south, fighting bloodily, and no one had a good life, so why could Li Shu at the bottom live?

Guan Lin depicts a more realistic, more stable, and idealistic world.

The people did not have to pay the poll tax;

All the onerous taxes were spread over the acre;

Everyone can read, read and take exams, and be an official by exams;

Through hard work, the people at the bottom have the opportunity to carp across the dragon gate, and they also have the hope of crossing the class;

The middle class is oppressive, not wrapped in a moat, enjoying all resources...

The invisible moat is still there, but a big hole has been punched out.

The high-level is not the same as the middle-level, and the rules formulated by the high-level are so that the people at the bottom can live and see hope!

Even, the generation of the people at the bottom can't be officials and can't cross the class.

Anyway...

Because there is still the next generation, the next generation, as long as the "fair" exam has always existed, there will be a carp jumping over the dragon gate every year, and there will be people who are on the rise...

This is different from the previous high-level clans, that is, the ruling class colluded with the middle-level clans and did not give the bottom a way to live.

One exam, one reading... One hope!

It's enough to make this world and this pyramid stable.

"I... I see..."

Finally, after a long period of silence, Lu Xun understood, and Lu Xun completely understood...

He knows that it is difficult to cross classes, but as long as this hope exists, and there is a wave of people who can pass the exam every year, it is enough.

Then there will always be hope.

The people at the bottom will not complain!

Because the exam is fair, if they don't get in, they don't become officials, that is because they are not good at their studies, they can't compete with others, they won't transfer all their hatred to the high-level, they will only feel that they are not capable!

So... That's enough!

In fact, frankly, the exam... Or the imperial examination, for the high-level, it doesn't matter... It's just drizzle.

They are the beings who make the rules, and they themselves are not bound by the rules!

The emperor, the three princes and nine kings, the seventy-two doctors, and the major generals, will they worry about the future of their children?

No...

The future of their children was paved with great smoothness as early as a very young age.

Examination...

It's just a way to check and balance the "middle-level clans" and the "low-level people", a way to make the whole world stable!

"This is more insightful than I have been reading for twenty or thirty years..."

Lu Xun sighed again...

Hou Yin bowed his head and said: "Yes, when I first saw Yun Qi's words, I was also shocked... Why is that? I am convinced and sincerely loyal to the prince of Yunqi, and I will not tell you that his letters, I know that they are very dangerous, but even now, I am reluctant to burn them, I hide them close to my body, and regard them as the words of governing the world! ”

Call...

At this moment, Lu Xun, he let out a long breath.

There has never been a moment more than now...

It made him Lu Xun enlightened, and let him Lu Xun rejoice...

How lucky? His master is no longer that Sun Zhongmou!

How lucky? His master is Guan Yunqi of Jingzhou!

In terms of this pattern and vision, Lu Xun is still standing straight on the surface, but he is already kneeling in his heart.

Deeply, thoroughly, dormantly, heartily kneeling—

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On the path leading to the south gate of Anlu City.

This is a path that is not often walked, and it is very quiet in plain life...

But today, because Yu Ban's 20,000 troops walked through it, it seemed noisy and chaotic.

Walking through a trail with a wide jungle in front of you... Because of the winter, the grass is dry.

There is some water, because it is not far from the west gate of Anlu City, which is an extremely rare place for supply and rest, and after resting from here, you should go directly to the west gate, and then feint to attack the west gate... Then, turn around and raid the South City Gate.

Yu Ban is a cautious person, even if it is ten times the enemy's strength.

Even if it is an easy siege, he will choose to use a smarter method.

"Stop, rest for a while..."

At this moment, Yu Ban gave an order.

A cadre of soldiers released water one after another, and those who drank water drank water, no matter how bad they were, they traveled in a hurry for so long, wiped their faces with the water in the lake, and made themselves sober.

The Great War is coming...

However, he remained as cautious as ever, and he looked around the surroundings, his observation was astonishing, and although there were low mountains nearby, it was often easy to spot the ambushes of the enemy army on the bare mountains in winter.

A man can hide it, but a weapon can't hide it...

The weapons of tens of thousands of ambushers are impossible to completely cover, especially the bows and crossbows... It's hard not to be exposed at all.

Yu Ban had repeatedly observed the terrain, and he was sure that there was no ambush on the nearby mountains...

Or, to be more precise, there were no more than a few thousand people in ambush!

He finally withdrew his eyes and exhaled softly.

In his mind, if it was an ambush of a few hundred people, in the eyes of the 20,000 Runan army, it was negligible.

But...

Ever since he entered the trail, his right eye had been jumping, as if he had a sense that something big was about to happen.

Then...

The soldiers around him were washing their faces and talking at the same time.

"What do you mean by the widowhood order? Under what conditions can a concubine be awarded? ”

"Don't think about it, there are more than 1,000 people in this Anlu City, how much merit can be made if you make meritorious service? What's more, the south gate will open when you get there, and it won't be your turn to go first? ”

"I heard that Lu Jiajun arrested the Sima envoy who sent an envoy to Eastern Wu, so is his wife also a living wife? That... When he was young, he was famous for his 'Spring Little Tai Sui'! If only I could touch it..."

At this moment, a voice came out, "If you can catch that Guan Jia Shiro, you can't keep it... Then Sima Yi's wife will become your wife! ”

"No, no, no... I don't dare! ”

The soldier who mentioned Sima Yi's wife waved his hand again and again, revealing a cowardly image, "Then the Sima family is also a prominent clan in Hanoi, how could the prime minister not keep the daughter-in-law of such a prestigious clan?" Yi's wife... Raise each other... Hahahaha..."

As if to make the mood more relaxed, the soldiers joked and laughed with each other.

Normally, despite the strict discipline of the Runan Army, Yu Ban was still allowed to speak freely before the war.

Take it easy... It's easier to play his ideal combat power.

But...

Others are very relaxed, but Yu Ban's right eyelid beats more and more.

For a moment, he had an ominous premonition, but he couldn't say what it was.

But... That's just a hunch, and you can't rely on this hunch to just...

Just quit the army, right?

"Where is General Dong?" Yu Ban snorted softly...

"The last general!" Dong Chao strode over, he had just released the water, and then washed his face, and the whole person looked very energetic.

Yu Ban squinted, and he muttered softly: "I suddenly thought, if our army attacks from the South City Gate, what will happen to Guan Lin?" ”

This...

Seeing that the city was about to be attacked, Dong Chao scratched his head, but in an instant, he suddenly thought of something.

"General Yu, I know... If our army enters through the South City Gate, then Guan Lin will run... Will run to the North City Gate! ”

Dong Chao is not an elm head...

The west city gate is too close to the south city gate, there is no time to escape, and the east city gate is facing the river, where to escape? And north of the North City Gate... It is the main force of Anlu City, Guan Lin will definitely flee there!

"Not bad!" Yu Ban deliberately slammed his head, "So... I'm going to send you to the North Gate to ambush you, and if that Guan Lin comes out of the North Gate, you will capture him immediately... This is considered a first achievement! ”

Yu Ban's eyes swore by it.

But Dong Chao inevitably thought of something else.

- "General Yu Ban doesn't want to take credit from me, right? With so many people, can Guan Lin run?"

Oh, yes...

If it was an ambush at the north gate, it should have been deployed a long time ago, how could it be that in the end, seeing that the city was about to be broken, it would suddenly be deployed?

This is not in line with the consistent style of the forbidden general!

When he boarded, Dong Chao showed a look of embarrassment, he really didn't want to let this credit come to his mouth!

And this...

It was Yu Ban's expectation that he realized that Dong Chao had misunderstood him.

And this misunderstanding came just in time.

"In this way, General Ben will take a group of soldiers and horses to the north city gate to ambush, General Dong will immediately rush to the south city gate, and General Zhu Shu will already be waiting there..."

As soon as these words came out, Dong Chao was amnesty, and hurriedly agreed in surprise.

"No—"

"Thank you, General!"

As he spoke, Yu Ban had already ordered two thousand soldiers to withdraw from the trail.

Even when he withdrew, he still felt that something was wrong, and his right eyelid jumped even more... He was sure that there was something inexplicable that was hinting at him.

Or... The smell in the air... There doesn't seem to smell like anything else.

All in all, it's an indescribable weird...

I can't say what's wrong!

Sometimes, I have to believe that some famous generals can survive in troubled times, not only by strength!

To a certain extent, the more battlefields you experience, the richer your experience.

It will appear, this feeling that cannot be described in words...

In some cases, it can play an important role.

It could even save his life!

Perhaps, this is called luck!

Really...

It was not long before the military vehicles were evacuated from the battlefield...

Dong Chao, who finally had the opportunity to take charge of a siege battle, stood on a stone step, he eagerly pulled out his knife, he tore his voice open...

He felt that the merit was getting closer and closer to him.

"Brothers..."Dong Chao was about to shout out, "Follow me straight to the south gate..."

But I heard a "bang" sound...

It was a clay pot that fell from the mountain overhead.

With a "pop" sound, the clay pot collided with the ground, shattered, and an inexplicable white powder instantly dispersed. There are also egg shells, from which the milky white liquid is flowing out...

This sudden change made all the Runan soldiers stunned.

But soon...

"Bang dang... Bang-"

"Bang dang dang..."

Successive clay pots were thrown from the sky and smashed into this resting place of the Runan Army.

With the clay pot shattering... As the eggshells shattered.

As the white powder rises in the sky...

Finally, one of the soldiers realized that something was wrong, and he exclaimed, "It's oil... It's not the white, it's the oil—"

Oil...

In particular, this kind of trail encounters oil, especially in this extraordinarily dry weather, especially after experiencing the baptism of the Red Cliff battlefield.

Any soldier of the Cao army will associate oil with "fire".

All the Runan soldiers subconsciously raised their heads...

Through the layers of white powder and dust, they faintly saw that hundreds of people were standing on the mountain, on the low slope... The clay pot is being thrown down continuously...

And there is another person in the middle, a man who is not very tall... It's not burly at all, and even some bookish people are angry.

It's Jiang Gan...

Jiang Gan watched as the clay pots fell, smashed, and the flint powder scattered... Fish oil is scattered all over the place.

The process was very fast, almost overnight, as if he realized that the clay pot was almost thrown, and finally, Jiang Gan reluctantly pulled up a bow, and used all his strength to pull the string, waiting for his soldiers to ignite the edge of the arrow.

"Whoosh"...

A bolt of fire burst out of the string.

Jiang Gan seemed to have lost his strength, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Then, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Cao Army, the white smoke and dust in the sky suddenly turned into a brilliant and brilliant fire dragon-

These dragons quickly grew in size, became obscured from the sky, and became raining down from the sky...

The temperature also soared to the extreme in an instant!

At this moment, it was as if countless meteors and fires were falling from the sky as fast as lightning.

Fire... There was fire everywhere.

Falling fire, skyrocketing fire... Scene... It's spectacular!

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(End of chapter)