"What is class, that is, the first group of people who took advantage of the strength of their own family and made more people obey him, and when he ruled over 100 or even 200 people, this person thought, why should I work? Anyway, there are so many people, not too much more than me, not a lot less than me, right? So he didn't want to work, but left himself in the tribe's gathering place, let the others do the work, and feed him. ”

"But this person will have a family and a wife, and he will soon not want his family and wife to work, what should he do? He began to lead these people to rob more people, to bring more people into his rule, and when his tribesmen increased, in order to distinguish himself from ordinary tribesmen, he would wear better clothes and live in bigger tents. ”

"Then find a way to tell the ordinary tribal herdsmen that the gods from heaven have sent him to protect them from more wild beasts."

"So, this person became an aristocracy, that is, the birth of a class."

But what is the essence of this? It's that these aristocrats don't want to work, they just want to eat better, dress better, live better, and they want to direct more people to work and work to serve them. ”

"As we said earlier, our labor will create value, for example, the grain we grow, the leather clothes we make, the linen cloth we weave, etc., these are all values, but these nobles don't work, they eat the best, wear the best, live the best, what is this behavior called? It's called exploitation! Dorjee wrote two more words on the blackboard.

The herdsmen below all understood, and many of the herdsmen's eyes flashed with some hatred, because these things happen to them every day, so they can easily empathize.

"Later, the tribe grew bigger and bigger, and the people at the top came up with more names, such as they said that they were descendants of God, and their blood was the blood of God, and they called themselves Zampu."

"Why? Because he could no longer rule such a large tribe alone, he had to appoint some relatives, family members, and cronies to become generals and ministers, and he had to distinguish between these classes. ”

"Layer upon layer."

"Therefore, he wants to elevate his status, so that the people below will become the messenger of the gods, or the ministers of the gods, and so on."

"These people will also be used to manage the growing number of ordinary people in the tribe."

"And exploitation is just like that, layer after layer."

"The value created by our labor, the commodities we produce, are finally supplied to these people, and finally become the commodities of their extravagant life."

Dorjee said softly.

"But in fact, in ancient times, all of us were the same, and our origins were the same."

"This is the most fundamental essence of us ordinary herdsmen, us serfs, we are always in the exploited class, but in fact, we are the ones who created the wealth of the whole tribe! All the wealth of the whole tribe is built on us! Dorjee's tone began to grow low and passionate.

"Are we meant to be slaves by nature? No! We also have the right to pursue a better life. ”

"Should we be born without food, clothing, and being called and drunk by those nobles, like cattle and sheep? No! Because their ancestors are the same as ours! Their so-called gorgeousness, their so-called identity, is actually based on the exploitation of our wealth! ”

With Dorjee's words, the herdsmen present breathed heavily, and many of them had anger and hatred in their eyes.

"Brother Dorjee, what should we do? Shouldn't we be against them! Kill them! Grab back the wealth that belongs to us! A herdsman began to shout loudly.

"That's right! Kill them! ”

"Kill them!"

Looking at the angry farmers and herdsmen in the tent, after everyone had vented their emotions, Dorjee stretched out his hand to suppress it, and said in a deep voice: "My brothers, killing them may be a way, but before killing them, you must carefully understand how they rule you and how they deceive you, knowing this, you can better resist them!" ”

"Let me tell you about some of their usual methods!"

"It's like these aristocrats have been exploiting us all the time, and many aristocrats don't even treat us serfs as human beings at all, slaughtering us is even more casual than slaughtering cattle and sheep, our families, our children and descendants have always been treated like animals by them."

"But sooner or later, such an act will cause anger, and sooner or later people like us angry serfs will rebel against them, so what will they do?" Dorjee looked at the herdsmen below and asked.

Most of the herders had a blank look on their faces, "They will gather soldiers to destroy these rebels." Deya thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, they're going to kill us with soldiers." A herdsman road.

"Yes, that's true, but have you ever wondered, who are those soldiers? They were also serfs, and if these nobles wanted to make these soldiers obedient, what would they do? Dorjee asked.

No one could have thought of it now.

"I'll tell you today." Dorjee spoke seriously.

Everyone immediately focused and listened attentively, they had never heard such a statement about their relationship, they had not thought about these issues before, they had not thought about why they were born to be bullied, treated like animals, just numb day after day of life and labor.

And Dorjee made them think a lot and made them understand a lot.

"Their supreme ruler will use another name to proclaim his own identity, he will steal the identity of the so-called god, tell ordinary people that he is the embodiment of the god, let ordinary people believe in him, let ordinary people think that he is a god, and use the fear of God of our ordinary serfs to reach the truth that he is actually exploiting us!"

"I don't know if the gods exist, but I believe that the gods I believe in are definitely not like this, and if the gods I believe in are like this, regardless of the life and death of my wife, children, parents, and brothers, I would rather pull out a knife and cut him! It's all a death anyway, what's the difference?! ”

"So, the gods are merciful, but those who disguise themselves as descendants of the gods are not! Because they are not descendants of gods at all! What god would humiliate his followers like this?! Dorjee spoke loudly in an impassioned tone.