I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 391 Complaints
"I know!" Zhu Houxuan said with great certainty.

"Then tell me why?" The Mongolian captives in the audience stared at Zhu Houxun closely.

"I just heard from Ba Wen that he usually grazes one or two hundred cattle and sheep. Can these one or two hundred cattle and sheep feed him and his family?" Zhu Houxuan asked.

"Can support"

"But those one or two hundred cattle and sheep do not belong to Bawen, and neither does the pasture."

The Mongolian captives in the audience were discussing fiercely
"Who owns the cattle, sheep and pastures?" Zhu Houxuan asked loudly.

"It's the master's."

"Why is it the master's?" Zhu Houxuan asked relentlessly.

"The master said that their ancestors were generals under Genghis Khan, and Genghis Khan gave them that piece of grassland."

"Do you think this is fair?" Zhu Houxuan shouted loudly.

The audience fell into dead silence again, and many Mongolian prisoners looked at one person in the team.

The man glanced at the guards around him, snorted coldly, and turned away.
"Those masters can eat and drink their fill without doing anything, while Ba Wen works hard all day but cannot even fill his stomach. This is unfair!" Zhu Houxuan shouted.

There was a commotion in the audience, and the man who was obviously a Mongolian nobleman shouted, "You are talking nonsense!"

Before he could even say a word, two guards dragged him out and pressed his head to the ground.
Zhu Houxuan noticed that many Mongolian captives showed a look of satisfaction on their faces after seeing this scene.
"The ownership of the pastures and cattle and sheep is all a lie told by the masters, just to better deceive you into working for them. Bawen is so hardworking but still so poor because the masters have taken away the fruits of your labor. You are so poor because of this."

The Mongolian captives in the audience fell silent.
Several captives who were suspected to be Mongolian nobles stood up and tried to refute Zhu Houxuan's remarks, but they were dragged away by the guards.
"Those masters are greedy and cruel. If they had collected less tax from Bawen, Bawen's grandfather might not have to leave the yurt in the winter, Bawen's youngest sister would not have to be sold, and Bawen might have been able to be with the woman he loves."

"And the tax reduction is just a drop in the bucket for the masters. It won't have any impact on them. The clothes they wear are enough for the Bawen family to live well for a year."

"But they still took it, not caring about Bawen's life or death. They used lies to cheat you out of the fruits of your labor and treated you cruelly. Is this fair? This is not fair!"

The atmosphere in the audience was very different from the beginning. Everyone listened to Zhu Houxuan's words with a serious look on their faces. "Where is the root of the problem? It's Genghis Khan! It's Temujin! He created this system. He created this system just to let his descendants ride on your heads and to make you his slaves from generation to generation. He is the biggest liar and the root of your suffering."

As soon as Zhu Houxuan said this, the Mongolian nobles controlled by the Imperial Guards began to struggle violently, but to no avail.
The other Mongolian captives also started to stir. They had not taken the words of the masters seriously before, but now they had such a big reaction, which showed that they had taken them to heart.
"Temujin said that he wanted to conquer other countries just to make more people his slaves. No matter how great his achievements were, they were only for him and his family. They had nothing to do with you. You could only get a few benefits because you were just their slaves. Even if you were a slightly higher-level slave, it still couldn't change the fact that you were slaves."

As Zhu Houxuan spoke, the commotion in the audience died down, and everyone's eyes changed when they looked at the Mongolian nobles.
Zhu Houxuan walked gently to Ba Wen's side. After a series of emotional shocks, Ba Wen had become somewhat numb.
"I see you have been looking at that man. Do you have a grudge against him?" Zhu Houxuan asked softly.

Bawen hesitated for a moment and said, "He is the leader of our tribe, and I have always had a grudge against him."

"Then I'll give you a chance to scold him in front of him."

"But, but," Bawen hesitated.
"There's nothing to worry about. This is in the Ming Dynasty, not on the grassland. The Ming Dynasty will take care of the suffering you have endured." Zhu Houxuan raised his voice and said.

"Da Ming will take charge for me?" Ba Wen murmured.

"You are a branch of the Chinese nation, so the Ming Dynasty will make the decision for you."

A terrifying light shone in Ba Wen's eyes, and Zhu Houxuan signaled to bring Ba Wen's leader to the stage.

Bawen was a little hesitant at first, but as he spoke, he was completely controlled by hatred.
He cried and complained, cursing loudly. Then everyone knew that Bawen's sister was captured by the chief to pay taxes, and died within two years, and his lover became the chief's concubine.
There was also a lot of cursing from the audience. When Ba Wen finished cursing, Zhu Houxuan asked if anyone else wanted to complain. There were many people responding from the audience. Zhu Houxuan took the opportunity to retreat behind the scenes.
A grievance meeting was thus initiated, with the Mongolian captives vying to go on stage, actively demanding to criticize other Mongolian nobles who were controlled below the stage, to tell their own experiences, and to accuse the masters of greed and cruelty.
In this fanatical atmosphere, the Mongolian nobles also lost their former arrogance.
"Just do it this way. Do you remember everything?" Zhu Houxuan wiped his hands with a towel and said to the gentlemen who knew Mongolian.

"Remember, remember!" the gentlemen said hurriedly. They didn't dare to look up at Zhu Houxuan. What Zhu Houxuan had just said was so shocking that they didn't dare to associate it with anything.

The accompanying personnel and guards did not understand Mongolian very well, so they did not have a deep feeling, but just admired Zhu Houchun even more. In their eyes, Zhu Houchun made the Mongolian captives cry and laugh in just a short while, which was simply amazing.

Zhu Houxuan actually didn't care about his remarks being spread out. After all, they were just a few words and were far from forming a theory.
"Then we should promote it in all the mines where there are Mongolian captives. You can bring those who are participating in the grievances today to other mines to start a movement and set an example. This way, the atmosphere of grievances will be created quickly, and your work will be much easier to carry out." Zhu Houxuan patiently guided them.

"Yes, yes, yes!" the gentlemen said quickly. This was the most pertinent advice.

Ma Desheng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Zhu Houxuan, a prince, could arrange the work so carefully. However, the people around Zhu Houxuan were already used to it.
After leaving the prisoner-of-war camp, Zhu Houxuan went to the Steam Locomotive Research Institute
I feel like you won’t like these two chapters, but I feel like this plot is necessary to write, otherwise the subsequent plot will seem abrupt, so I’ll finish this paragraph quickly.
In addition, I will ask for next month's ticket at the end of the month
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