Chapter 466: Plotting against the Nations
"But they are the people of your Daqian!"
"The barbarians marched south, hundreds of thousands died, and millions suffered. Is this what you wanted to see?"
Young Master Bailong laughed heartily, "Which ruler doesn't step on countless corpses? Even if millions die, what difference does it make? When I inherit the throne and implement benevolent policies, everyone will sing my praises. Who will remember all the things I've done?"
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it! This is what your Central Plains Saint Emperor said. Don't you know that?"
Young Master Bailong chuckled disdainfully, "Such talk can only fool the world! What do you mean by fooling the people? Why fool the people? The imperial court relies on the aristocratic families. Looking back at the thousands of years of dynasties that have come and gone in this world, have we ever had the people have the final say?"
"At best, they are like knives in the hands of those in power. The right to speak always lies in the hands of those in power. They will know whatever they are told to know, and they will believe whatever they are told to believe! Moreover, they actually don't care about the so-called truth. They only care about the truth they are willing to believe."
"So-called history books are stories fabricated by the victors for the people or future generations. How many of them are true?"
"Even the so-called imperial examination system, is it really a ladder for these common people to rise to power? There may be a few occasionally, but they are just those specially selected by the aristocratic families for people to see. Over thousands of years, the world has undergone tremendous changes, and it seems that things are constantly changing, but some things have never changed."
"Those in power have always been these same people. It has never changed. This was true for the Great Qian Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty before it, the Great Tang Dynasty, the Great Sui Dynasty, the Two Jin Dynasties, the Great Han Dynasty, and the Great Qin Dynasty. All those in power are made up of aristocratic families, and the royal family is merely the largest . This is the truth of this world."
"Only naive people would believe that kings, princes, generals, and ministers are all born with different bloodlines. This statement is fundamentally wrong!"
"The princes are the princes, and the common people are the common people! How difficult is it to transcend class boundaries? Or rather, the class the common people see is merely the class their superiors allow them to see. They don't even deserve to know the names of those who truly control the world behind the scenes."
"Just like the current Daqian Empire, do you think it would be difficult for the people to learn to read and write if the imperial court implemented this policy? Have those Confucian scholars and scholars who constantly talk about establishing themselves and their mission for the world ever considered this? Their so-called establishment of themselves and their mission only serves themselves. How can they ever care about the people of the world?"
"Why don't they allow the people to read and learn? Because reading will enlighten them, and enlightenment will open their minds! In comparison, the rulers would rather keep the people a little ignorant, so that they only need to farm well and serve in the army. They don't need to think, and they don't even have the right to think."
"It's the same for anyone who sits in this world or that position!"
Miaoyu shook her head vigorously, not knowing whether she felt that what Master Bailong said was too terrifying or unbelievable!
"If there's a change in the southwest, Shenjing won't be able to sit still! However, Shenjing can only mobilize about 100,000 troops at most. The troops already in Sichuan and Shu are simply not enough to be used. The barbarians have 200,000 to 300,000 troops, and they have the advantage of terrain and people. Daqian will definitely be defeated! However, even if the barbarians win, it will be a pyrrhic victory!"
"If Daqian loses the southwest, its national strength will be greatly reduced, and Jiangnan will naturally fall into chaos again! Moreover, if the barbarians suffer heavy losses, how can Dali, which has coveted the Central Plains for many years, sit still? As far as the eye can see, this colorful world will be in flames, and I will be the one who will take advantage of the situation! For this, the death of millions, even tens of millions of people is worth it! The chess pieces are the chess pieces, and I am the chess master!"
"You schemed against all the countries just to achieve your goal and allowed millions of people to die! You are simply a devil!" Miaoyu said word by word.
"Demon? Perhaps! But if I am a demon, then you are dancing with the devil! However, don't worry, even if I am a demon, I am a man of my words! I have relied heavily on you, so when I become the master of this world, I will send troops to help you return. By then, whether it is helping you to regain what you have lost or making you the master of my harem, it will be a piece of cake."
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In the next few days, Jia Cong became busy. With a total of 120,000 soldiers and horses, just deploying them was an extremely troublesome task .
Fortunately, this time all the camps cooperated and did not hinder each other, so it went relatively smoothly.
Almost all of Jia Cong's Beijing Camp and Qi Jianhui's Western Camp had gone there, so there was no need to mobilize for the time being. Meng Hua's Northern Camp and Kaoshan Hou's Eastern Camp obviously had instructions from Meng Zong and the Supreme Emperor, so all the elite were selected and dispatched to the Beijing Camp. The sons of various mansions also joined the army, but this time was different from the last time. Even the legitimate sons of dukes and marquises were not necessarily qualified to lead troops.
There were many people who were dissatisfied, but after Jia Cong directly punished several of them with military law, the voices of dissatisfaction were immediately suppressed.
All the government offices knew that in the face of this war, it was fine to want to gain some experience, but if it affected the army or the war situation, there would be no place to seek justice, even if they were directly killed by Jia Cong.
At the Dingguo Marquis Mansion, Shang Yan tried his best to persuade the old man to stop wanting to join the army. However, the old man was obviously not satisfied. He was not only dissatisfied with his son Shang Yan, but also with his daughter and that cheap son-in-law.
His beloved grandson had suffered for over a decade and finally returned, yet now he was leading his troops into battle again? Did he have to pick on one person? Or did he think his grandson had no one to back him up?
If Kong Wan hadn't persuaded him, the old father-in-law would have rushed into the palace to ask his cheap son-in-law what he was planning. Even if you don't want this son, I still want this grandson.
"Since you don't let me go, then let those bastards in the mansion go!" The old father-in-law shouted at Shang Yan with an unhappy look.
"Don't worry, Dad. The armor is ready. Let Shang Fang and the others join the army in the Beijing camp tomorrow!"
The brothers from the Shangfang didn't have any objections. Besides, they had been thinking about joining the army for a long time. They didn't have the opportunity before, so wasn't the time ripe now?
We are no worse than others, so we should at least get a title.
"Listen up, you bastards! If anyone dares to use my name to mess up important matters in the military camp or on the battlefield, I'll drag you back and crush your balls!"
Compared to the old man's vulgarity, Kong Wan sitting next to him was a world of difference.
Although her hair is already full of white, even the wrinkles on her face seem to be carved by time, and her temperament further highlights her poetic and scholarly spirit.
