It seems that ethnic conflicts are nothing compared with class contradictions.

Nationalism is no good.
The recovery of the army under the banner of nationalism will not solve the root problem even if it wins, or everyone will not pay attention to it
All contradictions are superficial, and if you look a little deeper, they are indeed class contradictions.
It is someone who tries to cover up this most fundamental contradiction in various forms.
Ethnic gender, skin color and religion
These contradictions cut into society and split the bottom people, so that France can unite as one and cannot strive for benefits.
Read here Su Yonglin looked at all the ministries of the county government.
Either an officer or a soldier.
He intend to take this opportunity to give them a lively and interesting social practice lesson.
"Gentlemen, did you see it? Chen Binghe is a Han Chinese, but he is loyal to the Nuzhen emperor. What does this say? It is nothing to say that these Chen Binghe representatives and others have the root of ethnic differences. "
Su Yonglin pointed to Chen Binghe.
Chen Binghe, who was captured, and a group of officials, large and small, looked at Su Yonglin in surprise.
The officers and soldiers of the Victory Army looked at Su Yonglin with dribbling eyes.
They know that Su Yonglin is giving a lecture.
Su Yonglin paced slowly around Chen Binghe.
"Chen Binghe is an official or someone else. Even if he is Han Chinese, it doesn’t matter whether we are from the same ethnic group or whether jurchen abuses Han Chinese. What is he?"
Su Yonglin asked questions and sought answers from soldiers and officers around him.
He pointed his hand at a soldier.
"What do you mean by Chen Binghe?"
"Meaning … is his status"
The soldier answered tentatively.
"You can say that, but it’s not complete."
Su Yonglin smiled and pointed to another soldier. "What do you mean by going deeper and more complete?"
The soldier thought for a while about the course taught by former Su Yonglin.
"What he really means is his identity and status, but more importantly, it should be the benefits brought by this identity and status. A Lang said that the bustling world is beneficial to the bustling world, and he only cares because of the benefits."
Su Yonglin smiled and nodded and patted the soldier on the shoulder.
"After you are good, you should continue to strengthen your study so that you can see through some things and find a solution to the problem."
"hey!"
The soldier nodded happily.
Su Yonglin walked back to Chen Binghe and looked at Chen Binghe with amazement. He reminded the corners of his mouth.
"You Chen Binghe doesn’t care whether the emperor is a Han Chinese or a jurchen. Does he mean whether he is waiting for others? Can the emperor guarantee that he will continue to wait for others? So what can he bring to him if he is so willing to wait for others?
Money, status and countless benefits, he can use us as cattle and horses, and he can enjoy this sense of superiority, which exceeds everything and the fact that we are with Han people.
All the gentlemen should never have any unnecessary sympathy and illusions about being an official of the Xu Jin Guo. In their eyes, they are waiting for others to be more important than anything else. All the reasons are excuses. Of course, there are a few exceptions, but we will not talk about it if we don’t necessarily meet them. "
Su Yonglin said with a deep sigh.
"It’s not that we want to be a part of the contradiction between Han people and Jurchen. It’s not important for us because everyone still remembers how they lost their land, right?"
Soldiers or officers nodded in succession.
"It’s not the jurchen who plundered our land, but the Southern Song Dynasty and other people who plundered our land with the Han people. They didn’t mean that we were dead or alive, so Chen Binghe didn’t care whether the emperor was a Han Chinese or a jurchen.
What we want to do is to expel Hu Lu and restore China, but what we want to do in the end is to crush these people like Chen Binghe, or to expel Hu Lu, which is superficial. "
Su Yonglin looked at Chen Binghe. "What we really want to get rid of is that Chen Binghe represents this group of people."
The officers and soldiers set their eyes on Chen Binghe.
Chen Binghe shivered involuntarily, and suddenly he felt a thick malice around him, as if a bloodthirsty beast had pegged himself.
"Crushing people is ten thousand times more difficult than expelling Hu Lu. It’s true. It’s true."
Su Yonglin slowly pulled out the broadsword, and the sharp light reflected from the blade stabbed Chen Binghe in the eye.
"There are millions of Hulu, but everyone can become a waiting person, whether it is a Han Chinese, a jurchen or a Khitan. They may be hostile, but they are more likely to be our own."
The broadsword was drawn, and Su Yonglin clenched the knife in his hand.
"But this is not the reason why we don’t do anything, nor is it the reason why we throw in the towel. I brought you to the north. One is to expel Hu Lu, and the other is to crush these people so that they are no longer waiting for people or horses."
Su Yonglin pointed a knife at Chen Binghe.
"We are all the same people. There is no difference between people!"
As soon as Su Yonglin’s voice fell, Chen Binghe was surprised to watch a knife seal his throat and then put it in its sheath, moving as smoothly as flowing water.
Chapter 5 The Great Rebellion Era is coming.
The shock and puzzled expression on Chen Binghe’s face did not fade after being sealed by a knife.
He stared at his eyes, his body was out of control, and he collapsed, his hands and feet twitched unwillingly, and finally he did not move. Blood gradually spread from his body.
Waiting for Chen Binghe to die like this.
The flame in the eyes of the Victory Army soldiers also burned more vigorously.
"ah! ! ！”
Kneeling, thinking and screaming, more than one official was also scared and cried.
"Why are you crying? He is a loyal minister of the Emperor Jin Guo. Do you want him to go with you when you cry? "
Su Yonglin Li asked
Faced with death threats, a group of people suddenly stopped crying and never dared to make a sound again.
Su Yonglin nodded with satisfaction and went to Sijing to squat down and look at him.
"Your Chinese is good, and your name is good. Family origin?"
"All the elders in the family … say that Chinese takes Chinese names until I have … no jurchen name."
Si Jing shivered and answered Su Yonglin.
Su Yonglin nodded.
"Yes, since I’m here, I’m going to make some changes. Don’t learn those old things before. Forget it. Sinology is extensive and profound. It’s good to learn more."
Si Jing looked up tentatively at Su Yonglin’s kindness and seemed to summon up a little courage.
"The pavilion said yes"
"By the way, let me ask you something. You have to tell me the truth."
"here"
"Does the government now know where we are from and how many people in the rebel army are doing?"
Su Yonglin held Si Jingba’s head up and looked into his eyes. "Don’t lie to me. I can tell if you lie to me."
Think worship Adam’s apple moved.
"Pavilion call … when we just know Yizhou has been rebels … no! Rebels! Rebels! Yizhou has been occupied by the rebels. "
"What about him?"
I don’t know.
"Who am I?"
I don’t know.
"So does his government?"