1840Indian rebirth

"Chief, this man leaked feces!" A soldier said, covering his nose while picking up the body.

The horse whistle went over to take a look, and sure enough he saw an exaggerated yellow color on the back of a corpse's trousers, and the yellow color also flowed out through the trousers.

"Bury it on the spot." He directly ordered. This is an open space outside the city. It doesn't take much trouble to dig a hole and bury it.

When the soldiers were digging a hole, the horse whistle looked at a group of prisoners not far away: "You have also seen the fate of these people. The result of refusing to admit guilt is death. You have also committed a crime, but you are

You were deceived and coerced, so I will not execute you, but will only sentence you to five years of hard labor."

"As long as you work for Sleeping Bear City for five years, I will give you your freedom. If you behave well, your sentence will be reduced and you will be free in advance!"

Upon hearing the news, the prisoners couldn't help but commotion.

"He said he would release us as long as we work for five years. Is this true?" The prisoners couldn't believe it.

"It should be true. Do you still remember the battle between Apache and Arapaho a year ago? The Crows were not even punished for five years and were let go directly. It seems that this person was the one who let them go.

The crows called him Son of the Sky."

"Yes, that's him. If I had known we should have listened to the crow's advice, he was right. No one can defeat the Son of the Sky." The Arapaho sighed.

"I'm afraid five years of labor will not be easy. They will probably use us as slaves..."

"He said that if you perform well, you can regain your freedom early. He doesn't know what 'good performance' means."

Listening to the discussions of these prisoners, the horse whistle did not explain anything further, but directly ordered: "Blind Shooting, from now on you will be mainly responsible for the labor of these prisoners. Tomorrow you and the people in the planting department will take all minor injuries and

The uninjured prisoners go to cultivate farmland."

"Yes." Blind Shot responded.

The horse whistle warned again: "Remember, they are just prisoners who need to be reformed, not enemies. They will become 'civilized people' under our guidance."

For Mian Xiongcheng, there are two definitions of "civilized people". One is what Ma Shao taught in class. It has rich connotations and requires not only morality but also knowledge.

This is of course a truly civilized person, but there must be only a few who can do it.

Therefore, another definition that is becoming more and more popular is derived from the teachings of the Lingyu Sect, which can basically be summarized as "people who are familiar with and believe in the "Lingyu" are civilized people."

In fact, that’s not what the original saying said. The more accurate statement is “Those who do not read and believe in the Spiritual Instructions are not civilized people.”

These two sentences, the latter is the converse of the former, are not the same thing at all. But even in later generations, this kind of confusion is commonplace, let alone the Indians today.

…

Feng Sheng was lying on the table, the quill pen in his hand was writing quickly, and the beautiful handwriting was solidified on the paper line by line.

He frowned habitually, even though there was nothing bothering him.

"Can I come in?" There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Feng Sheng didn't recognize the voice and hesitated for a moment.

A tall young man pushed open the door and came in. He was shirtless and carried a simple wooden bow. A year ago, the Sleeping Bear Man was also dressed like this, but now, naturally, only outsiders can be seen wearing this look.

"Are you from the Chiricahua tribe?" Feng Sheng asked.

"Yes, my name is Sleepy Man." Sleepy Man is a little reserved. The environment in Sleeping Bear City has too many novelties for him. "You are the wind, right?"

Feng Sheng nodded: "I am."

Sleepy Man: "Can you tell me about the telescope? How it works? Chief Mashao said yesterday that you would tell me."

"Of course." In the brief contact, Feng Sheng had a good impression of him, probably because both of them frowned often.

As he spoke, he took out a pair of telescopes and disassembled them.

"A telescope is actually a combination of lenses. Different lenses play different roles. For example, this eyepiece is placed in front of our eyes. Its function is to magnify. Look, I put it on the text..."

After taking the telescope apart and explaining it, the sleepy person soon realized that this mysterious device, which was as mysterious as a magic weapon, was no longer mysterious in an instant.

It is the first time for a sleepy person to have this kind of experience - from mysterious to ordinary, like seeing the sun through clouds, suddenly enlightened.

Feng Sheng looked at his expression and smiled: "Does it feel like a door to a new world has opened?"

"Yes, that's what it feels like! How do you know?" The sleepy man's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly. This statement perfectly described his feelings at this time.

Feng Sheng said calmly: "In the past few years, especially in the past year, I have felt this way almost every day."

"Why?" The sleepy man couldn't help but ask. Just one explanation of the telescope gave him an unprecedented experience. He couldn't imagine having this kind of experience every day.

"Of course it's because of our great chief." Feng Sheng reassembled the telescope, "What I just said is almost repeating the explanation given to us by the great chief."

"I can only explain things like telescopes, but the Warchief can explain almost everything, whether it's the sun in the sky, the dust under our feet, or every word on the page."

The sleepy man was startled, and then he remembered something: "I heard that your chief is a god? Is this true?"

Feng Sheng: "He does look like a god. Many people say so, but he doesn't think so himself. I also think he is not a god. He is just much smarter than us."

"For example, as far as I know, it took him a few days to initially learn the white people's language, and then it took him several months to master it proficiently. Although this is much faster than ordinary people, it still needs to be learned, and there is no essential difference from other people."

As if Feng Sheng realized something, he changed the subject and said, "Of course, you must not argue with the shamans about this. The shamans insist that the chief is a god, and their talk will definitely annoy you to death."

The sleepy man nodded thoughtfully, and then asked: "Besides the telescope, what else has Chief Ma Shao explained to you?"

"Hmm...such as Galileo's thought experiment." Feng Sheng thought about it.

The sleepy man was confused: "Galileo? Thought experiment?"

"Galileo was a white man. He lived in Europe more than two hundred years ago and was the wisest man at that time." Feng Sheng stood up and found a stack of cards and took out one card. "Look, this is Galileo. The chief said

He's written into the duel card."

"Duel Card?" is another novelty, but it's not that Sleepy Man doesn't know it at all, it's just the first time he's seen the real thing.

Feng Sheng smiled and said while shuffling the cards: "I'll teach you how to play."