Forty-eight years of Qianlong

Chapter 565 A family and a life ([-])

The news of Zhao Xin's arrival caused cheers and cheers from nearly 1.6 people in the Eastern Front of the Northern Navy, and boosted their morale.After all, his height is particularly eye-catching among soldiers who are generally [-] meters, and he can't hide it even if he wants to hide it.

This guy left Wang Zhenyi and A Miao in Yakesa again, and they will take a boat with Wang Zhongxian to Bai Baier City.Don't ask him why he didn't come directly from another time and space. You must know that the station line relics on Cullen South Road can no longer be found in another time and space, so he can only take the post road in this time and space to catch up.

The Mongolian Xi Rigoulige who has been named "Yunyang" has heard the name of "Prince Zhao" these days. I didn't even see Zhao Xin's shadow.He couldn't understand Chinese either, so he asked a Daur Bei Haijun who was smoking a pipe next to the carriage, "Brother Bayar, King Zhao is really as tall as you say?"

Bayar didn't even roll his eyelids, and said in a muffled voice, "That's right! In our Beihai Navy, the Commander-in-Chief is the tallest, and Prince Zhao is only a little shorter than him."

"Brother Bayar, can you tell me again what battles King Zhao has led you to fight?" Xi Rigoulige jumped out of the carriage and sat beside Bayar, and several other former Mongolian arrows who had been converted Ding—the current logistics team worker also came over after hearing the sound.

Bayar joined the North Navy after the "Battle of Yaxa". He was originally a postman, but because he was over 30 and illiterate when he joined the army, he could only work as a coachman in the logistics team.He smashed the pipe mouth made of boxwood, licked his cracked lips, thought for a while and said: "Then today I will tell you the story of how King Zhao led 600 people to break through [-] Rakshasas. Let’s talk about that year.”

Compared with the excitement of the soldiers, when Liu Sheng saw Zhao Xin, he found Zhao Xin looked tired, and he thought he was tired.But when he saw two soldiers following Zhao Xin, one of them was leading two girls in small military uniforms, carrying a pannier with a child inside; The baby in the swaddle couldn't help asking in surprise: "Child? Where did you come from?"

"Let's talk about it later, find a place for them to rest first." Zhao Xin's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.He rode a horse for several days, slept four or five hours a day, and his face was tanned and rosy.

"Let me come. Go to the medical team for a checkup." After hearing the news, Wu Xiha took the baby from the soldier, and then asked the soldier who was holding the little girl to follow him to the tent of the medical team.

Zhao Xin and Liu Sheng walked out of the headquarters, looked around, and asked Liu Sheng in a low voice, "Is there still enough water?"

"I caught up with a heavy rain before and collected some." Liu Sheng said in a deep voice, "If you arrive two days later, there will be no water at all. As the guide said, there are saline-alkali pools everywhere here. Not even horses."

In fact, the rainstorm was caught off guard, and not much rainwater was collected.Since the day before yesterday, Liu Sheng has ordered all the patients, including himself, to reduce their water consumption to 500 milliliters per day, except for patients who can maintain normal drinking water.

"Where's Xiao Fan?"

"It rained a few days ago and was frozen, and the fever didn't go away until this morning. I asked him to rest first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"How much food is left?"

"There are only compressed biscuits left."

Zhao Xin nodded: "Has the space been arranged?"

"It's been arranged on the first day. The mountain to the west is waiting for you."

Two hours later, as four large water purification vehicles continuously converted the bitter and astringent alkaline water in the saline-alkali pool into pure water, the tense atmosphere caused by the lack of water in the troops was quickly swept away. They also began to gradually regain their vitality.

After Zhao Xin finished his work, he took time to sleep in the tent, and the sun was almost setting when he woke up.Although his body was sore, his first reaction after waking up was to ask about the four children.Although he knew that the children were being taken care of by Wu Xiha himself, he still took a worried look.He felt relieved when he saw that the two older ones were freshly washed and eating; the two younger ones were also fed with goat milk by Uxiha, and they were lying on the bed soundly asleep.

When they returned to the headquarters tent, Liu Sheng, Fan Tong and several staff officers were eating.Zhao Xin brought a lot of food and supplies this time, so the meals for the cooking teams of each department tonight are vegetable porridge and steamed buns, plus stewed mutton with radishes.Since entering the Gobi, the troops have been eating compressed biscuits for three meals a day from top to bottom; no matter how nutritious these things are, no one can stand eating them for seven or eight days.

Everyone is gobbling up, like a starved ghost reincarnated.Zhao Xin asked the guards to serve him a bowl of porridge, sat down and drank it slowly.

Liu Sheng killed three steamed buns in a row, and when he picked up the fourth steamed bun, he asked Zhao Xin, "Tell me, what happened to those children?"

"I picked it up halfway." After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he couldn't help recalling the scene five days ago in his mind.

That day, more than 100 of them set off from the Blue Station before dawn, and ran for sixty miles without changing horses. They arrived at Modun Station around noon. Everyone was exhausted. Zhao Xin decided to take a rest first. Let it cool down before going.The North Navy, which is in charge of temporarily stationing here, has a platoon of troops, and they help to drink and feed the horses.

The Modun station is located in a small basin surrounded by mountains. The buildings that make up the station are several yurts and several barns.There are two temples not far from the post station. The owner of one temple is Khenbu Luobu Sundarjia who is resident in Kulun, and the other is the temple of Zhasarai Hubilhan.After Bei Haijun came, the monks in the temple usually stayed behind closed doors except to fetch water.

After taking care of the horses, everyone started a fire in the open space among several yurts to eat.Unexpectedly, it didn't take long before a woman with a big belly and a basket on her back staggered out from a low hill west of the inn, followed by two disheveled children. With a few thin sheep.

According to the later older children, they were attracted by the aroma of the food.But when the mother found that the people in the station were dressed completely differently from the Mongols, she immediately turned around and left with them.

Unexpectedly, not long after walking, the woman fell to the ground with a crooked body, groaning in pain.The two children didn't know what to do, so they sat beside the woman and began to cry; moreover, there was a child in the back basket behind the woman, who was awakened by a sudden fall, and then began to cry continuously.

After discovering this situation, the platoon leader of the garrison platoon hurriedly took people to check it out. Within a few minutes, a soldier came back and reported that the woman had a big belly and was bleeding profusely, and they didn't know what to do.

After Zhao Xin heard this, he immediately knew that the situation was not good. Based on his limited medical knowledge, he felt that the woman might have a miscarriage.He hastily asked the soldier to carry him back immediately, and then asked someone to vacate a clean yurt, and immediately boiled a large pot of hot water.

Although there was a hygienist among the accompanying people, the young man had only learned battlefield first aid and coping with common headaches, and he didn't know anything about diseases in this area.

After a while, the woman was carried into the yurt, and the three children and the sheep were brought back.Since no one else could help, Zhao Xin was the only one who stayed by the side while the hygienist checked.The only thing the two of them could do afterwards was to wipe the blood off the woman's legs with warm water.

When the hygienist was busy, the woman groaned in pain and said something vaguely in Mongolian, her haggard face showed an expression of extreme fatigue, her bony hands were tightly clutching the blanket under her body, and her head was full of tears. The face is covered with sweat.

Seeing this, Zhao Xin took a warm semi-wet towel and helped the woman wipe off the sweat from her face. Only then did he notice that the woman's thin and brown cheeks were covered with wrinkles, and she looked older. It's not small anymore.After a while, the yurt was filled with the smell of blood and the pungent smell of cow and sheep excrement from the woman.

As the woman's breath became weaker, Zhao Xin and the health worker looked at each other, knowing something was wrong.At that time, he suddenly thought that ginseng could hang his life, so he took out a red sandalwood box while the hygienist was not paying attention, and when he opened it, there was a three-finger-thick ginseng covered with yellow satin.He hurriedly cut off a piece with a dagger and stuffed it into the woman's mouth.

The ginseng stock in Zhao Xin's hands is all the premium wild ginseng in Changbai Mountain, at least over 30 years old; he specially kept a few ginseng, which were originally prepared for the frail Wang Zhenyi.

After a while, the woman's pulse increased and her breathing became easier. Seeing this, Zhao Xin went outside and asked the cooks of the garrison platoon to boil half a root of ginseng into soup.

But there was no pot for decocting medicine in the post station, so the cook had no choice but to use the pot for cooking rice. The platoon leader of the garrison platoon said wait a minute. He asked the Mongolian guide to go with him to a nearby lama temple. Maybe there would be medicine there. pot.The platoon leader's words also reminded Zhao Xin, and he immediately asked the other party to go to the Lama Temple to ask if there were any monks who could see a doctor. He, a "Mongolian doctor", really couldn't cope with the current situation.

However, only half an hour later, the platoon leader came back and reported to Zhao Xin that not only did he not borrow the medicine pot, but he was also very angry.The cook had no choice but to cook ginseng soup in a small aluminum pot.

"What? Looking for a substitute?" Zhao Xin once suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"My lord, that's what the lamas in the two temples said." The garrison platoon leader said angrily, "They said they wanted to cure this woman, but taking medicine was useless, and they had to recite the Buddha's name to do good deeds and expel the devil, so they had to find A living person should take the place of a dead ghost! They also said that if it wasn't for the sake of our Beihai Navy, they wouldn't care about anything!"

"Kuuuuuuuuu!" Zhao Xin lifted a foot and kicked over a bucket of water on the ground, and his face became gloomy.

The Mongolian guide only knew that Zhao Xin was a big shot, but he didn't know who it was.He followed the team for these days, and he also learned that there is no custom of kneeling in the Beihai Navy, so he bowed his head and said: "My lord, in the past, the great lamas and princes and Taijis were treated in this way when they were sick. Substitute, the devil will naturally stop pestering the patient."

Zhao Xin took a few deep breaths, and he also understood that the theory of ghosts and gods is a common understanding of ordinary people in this era, and it is useless to get angry.

But who knows that the Mongolian guide said casually: "It would be great if I could ask for a little 'Sabusheng' from the great lama. Any disease can be cured, but it's a pity that it is too far away from Kulun."

"Sa Busheng?" Zhao Xin frowned, he had never heard of it.

"That's right. It's Hutuktu's urine, my honorable lord. It is an extremely precious thing. If ordinary people want to get it, they have to spend at least five taels of silver to get it."

"Get out!!!" Zhao Xin couldn't bear it anymore, he was furious, and the Mongolian guide was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground.The two little girls who were sitting on the ground and eating were also shivering from fright.

"You take the two squads and go again immediately, and you follow!" Zhao Xin gave an order to the platoon leader of the garrison, and asked a Buryat soldier under his command to follow. "Don't be polite to them! You go and tell them! I'm going to find someone who knows medicine to save my life! No matter what nonsense you say, don't stay at the Lama Temple! It's a fire!"

The platoon leader of the garrison led the people away, and Zhao Xin's anger still could not subside, but his eyes soon fell on the back basket next to the two girls.He walked over and leaned over to take a look, and the boy inside seemed to be a little over one year old, lying on the tattered swaddle and cloth, babbling carefree.Seeing this child, Zhao Xin somehow thought of his own son, so he bent down and gently hugged the child under the astonished eyes of the two girls.

Seeing a man who was looking fierce just now suddenly picked up his younger brother, with a kind smile on his face, the two girls crouching on the ground looked a little at a loss.Zhao Xin sighed and put the child back in the basket.He waved for the Mongolian guide to come over and ask the two girls for himself.

When the guide came over, he first asked them their names and places of origin, only then did they learn that they were herdsmen from the Tushetu Khan tribe, and the woman was their mother.The older of the two girls is nine years old, named Saihan; the younger is five years old, named De Ling; the one in the back basket is their younger brother, named Batu.

According to Saihan, their father abandoned them and found a rich widow; and because the mother was pregnant, no rich man was willing to hire them.The morning before yesterday, the last owner also moved to the west, and the four mother and son stayed on the old pasture with nowhere to go.Later, I faintly smelled the aroma of food from the wind blowing, so I found it.

"Then what do you usually eat? Drink goat's milk?" Zhao Xin looked at the frail sheep beside him, thinking that he might not be able to produce much milk just like this.However, when the guide asked the question for him, he got an answer that made Zhao Xin dumbfounded.

"What is thick hada?"

Before the guide could reply, Saihan timidly took out a ball of hada cloth exuding a pungent smell from his bosom.

"My lord, this is a thick khata. The new cloth is all starched, and you can wash it with water to satisfy your hunger."

Cotton cloth sold in ancient times had to be coated with a layer of starch or rice pulp to make the cloth stiff.During famine years, in order to fill their stomachs, some people would wash the cotton cloth with water, and use the washed batter to satisfy their hunger; of course, it must be new cloth.

Zhao Xin's heart suddenly seemed to be pulled hard by someone, and the circles of his eyes immediately turned red.It has been eight years since he came to this era, and he has seen many poor and hungry people.When he was in Beihai Town, he had heard about this method from the immigrants from the pass, but he hadn't seen the real thing until today.No matter what, he couldn't imagine that someone could use this thing to satisfy their hunger!
After more than 20 minutes, a wrinkled old lama came with a medicine box on his back.It's not that there are no doctors in the Lama Temple, but they don't want to have too much contact with the Beihai Navy before they get orders from Kulun.

When he saw half a root of ginseng in the aluminum pot brought by the cook, the old lama showed a look of surprise on his face. He could not have imagined that these Han Chinese, who were so vicious when they came to the door just now, would use such a precious medicinal material to save a person who had never been born before. acquaintance with the poor.

Under the eyes of Zhao Xin and the hygienist, the old lama took the woman's pulse first, then put his hand on the woman's belly for a while, then shook his head, then turned to say a few words to the guide standing at the door of the yurt.Then the guide told Zhao Xin that even if this woman drank ginseng soup, she could only continue her life, and it was hard to say whether she could survive tonight.

"Where is the child in her belly?"

"Can't keep it."

"stillbirth?"

"Oh! My lord, she is already like this, and she can't give birth even if she wants to."

Zhao Xin also put his hand on the woman's belly, and he felt a faint beating, completely different from the woman's own heartbeat, it should be the baby's fetal heartbeat.He frowned and pondered for a moment, then made a very bold decision!

But before doing it, he had to ask for the woman's consent.After pouring down a bowl of yellow ginseng soup, the woman finally woke up, and there was a tinge of blood on her gray lips.

　Don't doubt, the above things are written on the basis of real historical data. "Stand-In" is real, and "Sabusen" is also real.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)