Ten people enjoy happiness. Along the way, eighty-nine people are farmers and eleven people enjoy happiness. This is the progress of the world. The so-called Great Harmony means that a hundred people enjoy happiness. However, even in the worst time,

Ten people will enjoy happiness, so even in the best of times, there will definitely be ten people who will suffer..."

"What about us now?"

"For example, thirty people outside enjoy happiness, and forty people in Ba Dao Camp enjoy happiness. Anyone who allows forty people to enjoy happiness outside is a good emperor, and one who only allows thirty people to enjoy happiness is a coward. From here on, Baidu

There is a difference between 30% fairness and 40% fairness."

The girl smiled and said: "It takes fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps."

"Things in this world are just a matter of 50 steps and a hundred steps. If it can be a little better, it will be good. Those who say that what you do cannot make the world harmonious, so do nothing..." Ning Yi sighed,

"They're all bugs."

The girl was silent for a long time: "Ning Liheng, do you have something in mind?" Then she laughed and said, "You have been thinking about the unity of heaven and earth all your life. You have also thought about it, yes."

"No, but there is indeed a possibility..."

"what?"

"What will happen if there are two Liu Dabiao in Ba Dao Camp?"

"Um?"

"Two of you, whoever makes the people in the village live happier, whoever makes the people in the village live better, can be the leader of the village and let everyone choose."

"...I will win over her and then kill her..."

"What if everyone can be Liu Dabiao? If I want to be the leader of the village, I will come out and say that I can do it better than you. Now that I have done some things, everyone starts to believe me. Next, God

Manager Nan is also going to be the leader of the village, and he has done a lot of things... The three of us will let the people in the village choose..."

"The village is the inheritance of our ancestors. How can you make such a choice? If you do this, you will gather people to kill me, and I will also ask people to kill you. A group of old people who followed dad are here. Li Heng, you

Even if you want to be the leader of the village, you won't be able to do so."

After thinking about it as a proposition, the girl tilted her chin up and answered quite contentedly.

"But the law is equal and there is no superiority. We are all human beings. Why should you be the leader of the village? I can't be?"

"My father earned the stockade, and it's the same for everyone. It's also my family's property. You can't say there's no superiority. If my family is richer, they'll take what's mine."

"..." Ning Yi was a little speechless.

"You have nothing to say."

"There is no superiority or inferiority, everyone is the same. Now the village belongs to your family, not the people in the village. They gather together to live a better life, and the value they create... uh, in terms of production relations

Things are a bit complicated..." It was originally said casually, but Ning Yi now feels a little headache. Next, he has to talk about capital all night, "But... to put it simply, if you discount your stockade, you are the big one.

Rich man, next, all that is left is for everyone to work together and share the money earned equally. You are the leader of the village, so you can share more. Now you are a good watermelon. If you have a conscience, 4% of the people in the village will

Ten percent justice, if you are a bad watermelon and only know how to be greedy, there will only be thirty percent justice left in the village."

Liu Xigua pursed her lips and smiled.

"If you want 50% fairness, then you have to let everyone have a say. Where will things be sold this year and how the money will be divided. You can't have the final say alone and have someone supervise you. In the end, everyone feels that the money should be divided.

If it's fair, then it's really fair. If everyone thinks it's unfair, you won't be the leader of the village next year."

"It's useless." The girl said, "Now I am Bad Watermelon. I have become the leader of the village. I said it was not good to choose the village before. The village belongs to my family. I have the final say. Anyone who refuses to accept it will be chased away.

Go away or kill me, and everything will be the same from now on. If I am a good watermelon, after being in power for a few years, and then stepping down, I will only be forty for a few years. Once a bad watermelon comes to power, I will be thirty for decades."

"So there must be supervision and separation of the three powers so that the power of the village owner is not so great. The supervision mechanism cannot only have one or two layers... The most important thing is to promote it to the people in the village and not promote anything else.

, just publicize that the law is equal and there is no superiority and inferiority, so that everyone can believe it from the bottom of their hearts. Why is the law equal and why there is no superiority and inferiority? Many people must study and write books one by one to make these concepts

It can be passed down from generation to generation, just like the current Confucian idea... Fairness and justice does not mean letting everyone choose, and then ignoring everything and being a hands-off shopkeeper... These fifty steps are not just about transferring power from top to bottom.

The points are divided, and the points are also divided, and there are responsibilities. If people only see power and no responsibility, they will not be able to reach it even if they take fifty steps..."

"... When we reach this 50% justice, there is an advantage. If I want to rebel, I can bring many, many people together. My first thought is not to rebel, but to get everyone to choose me.

Emperor. In this way, even if a thousand years pass, no one will rebel again..."

The buzzing was like whispering in the ears. The night was already deep. At some point, he picked up the girl on his back and walked home in the darkness. Occasionally, he mentioned some random thoughts in his mouth. Ning Yi was right.

It is not obscure. Democracy and freedom can be seen all over the streets in later generations. He just briefly sketched it. Of course, there are some things that he can see and think of. In later generations, many people praise the sweetness of yearning for this fruit.

At that time, few people would say that from slavery to feudalism to the capitalist system, from the upper level of the pyramid, although the lower level can continue to share the power, what it needs most is that the lower level can carry more and more power.

More responsibilities. This consciousness of shouldering citizen responsibilities requires a complete set of theories to support it, so that people can truly believe that the country belongs to them, and also make people sincerely maintain these things. The Western system of later generations is based on a complete set of theories.

The theories about democracy and freedom, based on their movies, novels, books, and even the culture and spirit in everyone's eyes are the root of everything.

After these words were spoken, the girl just lay on his back and listened. Her internal injuries were not fatal, but they were enough to cause great fatigue. Ning Yi also had bandages on his body at this time and was stained with blood.

The same embarrassment, at this time, it seems that they are like a pair of heroes and heroines who support each other. Ning Yi's voice was not loud and quiet. After all, he was talking casually, but when Xiliujie looked at him, Liu Xigua raised his head.

He nodded and said softly: "Ning Liheng, you want to kill the emperor."

Ning Yi was silent for a moment, and the girl said: "You want to kill... the emperor of Wu Dynasty, you want to kill the emperor of Yongle Dynasty, you want to kill the emperor of Ba Dao Camp... you want to kill all the emperors..."

"Just saying it casually."

Liu Xigua lay down and then stopped talking. When she arrived at the gate of Ba Dao Camp, she lay on Ning Yi's back and fell asleep deeply. He carried the girl on his back and went in. The soldiers of Ba Dao Camp he saw were a little nervous.

Surprised, after a while, Liu Tiannan also came out with someone. The group of people went all the way to Liu Xigua's bedroom. Ning Yi put her on the bed. At this time, the doctor had also come over. When Ning Yi wanted to leave, the girl caught her

his hand.

She opened her eyes and looked at the top of the bed. There was a strange light in her eyes, calm and firm.

"Ning Liheng, we will start doing it tomorrow."

The words were a bit ambiguous, but the determination contained in them dispelled any thoughts that everyone might have thought about this. The girl lay on the bed and said nothing else. As the old doctor from the medical clinic came over, Xiaochan also came after a while, and saw Ning Yi

I was so anxious that I almost cried.

But Ning Yi was fine after all. They waited in the yard outside for a while. After confirming that Liu Xigua's injury was stable, Ning Yi took Xiaochan away. After leaving the courtyard gate, Ning Yi looked back.

Look, his eyes are a little sharp, but also a little... compassionate.

Nothing is possible.

Ning Yi believes in the superiority of democracy. Even though he is a dictator himself, he even believes that there will be a state called socialism after capitalist society. When social materials are extremely developed and sufficient, fairness is further promoted.

If people are more involved in society, then it deserves the title of socialism.

But now, it's all just talk.

Nowadays, when Confucian laws are extremely powerful, people are used to doing things like pigs and cows, and are used to having "adults" to arrange everything. At this time, even if the idea of ​​democracy develops, it will take hundreds of years of brainwashing to convince people, just like

Liu Dabiao said, the village belongs to her family, why do you choose the village leader? Ask 99% of the people in the world at this time, they will think like this. No matter how good a system is, it cannot survive without culture.

Yes, because people don’t believe it at all. They only want benefits but do not participate. This one hundred years does not include the conflict of interests and the rain of swords, guns and arrows during this period. Especially in the East, if you want to compete with Confucianism for status, you will receive a huge counterattack.

, which is unimaginable to everyone.

Fang La did not have such time, nor did Liu Dabiao, not even the Wu Dynasty. When someone goes in this direction with great piety, the harder they work, in the end it will only become two words: internal friction.

Liu Xigua is a very good girl. If possible, he hopes that she can have a good result, but there is no other way at the moment. Fang La's rebellion cannot be won. According to the history he knows, this rebellion is not even as good as

In later generations, Li Zicheng and the Tianping Heavenly Kingdom came so powerfully. A rebellion that had no chance of winning would only make the situation in Wu Dynasty worse when it dragged on longer and longer. However, with the presence of figures like Qin Siyuan and Qian Xiwen, they had already done a good job

Ning Yi, who was preparing to go north, could only choose to let Fang La fall as soon as possible.

He didn't deliberately peddle and instigate such thoughts just now, but the intuition he had cultivated for a long time still led him to go in this direction. He just vaguely felt that saying this would be beneficial to him, but he didn't deliberately think about how big it would be.

The ideal result, but it ended up like this.

He didn't know how this matter would turn out in the end. Maybe when she woke up the next day, this smart woman would give up her unrealistic idea. But in any case, this matter itself would not bring him anything good.

Or it may have a bad result. Now that things have happened, let’s take a quick look at it.

The stars had fallen and the turmoil in the city had just stopped. The night of the seventh day of September in the ninth year of Wu Jinghan passed quietly in an atmosphere of mixed solemnity and tranquility. No one knew what was there in such a night and dream.

What a terrifying behemoth it will become in the end... (To be continued...)
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