Tang Taizong is my elder brother

Chapter 72 Xiaoqing's Captive Life

Three members of the southern investigation group were taken away by the local aborigines, including Xiao Qing, a disciple of Sun Simiao.When I went to the mountains to collect herbs, I encountered local wild animals. The casual guards were not good at force, so they could only watch them being taken away, and then ran back to report the news.

When Tweety heard the news, her head buzzed, and she froze there.Although she thought that she might encounter setbacks before she came, she was still caught off guard when it really appeared.

But she calmed down after all, thinking about what Changsheng would do in this situation?
She quickly ordered her subordinates to write a letter to report the situation to Chang Sheng, while the guards who wanted to escape inquired about the specific details of the attack.

When she learned that the other party had only taken away people and medicinal materials, and did not cause any further harm, Tweety felt a little relieved.

Fang Fang seems to be hostile to those who enter the mountain.

The fourth child has already drawn out his treasured sword: "I'll bring some people to catch up, maybe I can catch up with them, sister Cui'er, you stay in the camp with the others to prevent those with malicious intentions from taking the opportunity to make trouble."

Thirteen also came over: "I'll go with you."

When the crisis really comes, these men who like to fight seem to react faster, and the danger and tension seem to activate the sleeping beasts in their bodies.

A few people reported to the Panyu government, asked for some government servants, and the group set off with the guys.

More than a dozen horses were galloping on the narrow and rugged mountain road, and the fourth and thirteenth children didn't care about the horses anymore, they just wanted to go quickly.

"Hurry up, everyone, and rest at the mountain pass ahead."

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"Hong Antong!"

After Chang Sheng read the secret letter from the south, he thought for a moment with a pale face, and then called the guard's name loudly.

From the date of this letter, it has been five days. Although this is the fastest speed she can think of at this distance in this era, she still feels that it is too slow.

There will be many variables in five days. Did the enemy encounter it by accident or planned a surprise attack?How is the new base established? Are there any casualties?How did the local government respond? Is there any collusion with the aborigines to harm one party?

Countless thoughts burst out from Changsheng's head, which gave her a headache.

The team sent back then was still too thin. If it was half a year later, with the armed force she now possesses, a random phalanx of 300 spearmen should not be a problem to wipe out the local wildlings with harpoons and sticks.

But it was too late to say anything now. She ordered Hong Antong to pass on her message first, telling them not to take into account the safety of the local people, and to put life as the highest priority, and to allow the use of all means of force.

Secondly, she asked Li Yuan for help, withdrew part of the family's money and valuable jewelry, and asked Li Yuan to send someone to Jiaozhou Daying to bribe the local officials and clans, buy land and labor, and establish good relations with the local aboriginals. Divide and isolate the enemy from within.

When she returns to the Northwest camp, she will soon arrange people to support them, and everything else will be done cheaply!
In the deep mountains of Hepu County, Jiaozhou, the winter rain is extremely cold.

The fine raindrops made a rustling sound on the evergreen shrubs.

In a cave, Xiaoqing was digging wood to make fire. Her delicate hands were full of fine cuts, and her fingers were red and swollen, but she didn't seem to feel it.

While rubbing the wood, he said to the indigenous boy next to him: "Don't worry, I will cook medicine for Em when I light the fire." She spoke local dialect, and her pronunciation was standard, so there was no pressure to communicate with the locals .

"Sister Qing, the fire won't burn in rainy days..." the boy squatted beside her and corrected.

"The outer skin was a little wet just now, and now I have dried the water." She smiled and continued to fiddle with it with her head down.

After tossing for a while, the fire finally started.

She picked a burnt piece and handed it to her companions who were dressed in the same dress, and asked them to cook over there. She took some medicinal ingredients from the medicine bag on her body and added them to the clay pot in front of her one by one.

After a while, the sound of gurgling slowly floated out of the cave accompanied by the smell of medicinal materials and delicacies.

The guards with naked upper body and animal skin around the waist all poked their heads in to check. They held wooden spears, bows and arrows in their hands, and their muscles were strong.

"You Han people's medicine is too bitter..." An old woman's voice came from the depths of the cave, "Even the high priest prayed to heaven for less than one-tenth of the spiritual water."

As a prisoner, Qing'er is not afraid: "Didn't you arrest us to treat your illnesses? Now you are picky and picky. If you want to get well soon, you will obediently drink all the soup and medicine later."

It has been half a month since they were arrested here. After the initial period of tension and anxiety, the arrested people gradually calmed down.

These savages were exploited miserably, with little food and clothing, lack of doctors and medicines, and the elders of the clan were seriously ill, so they "invited" a few Han people who went to the mountains to collect medicines to see a doctor.

However, apart from seeing a doctor, they didn't infringe on themselves, but they couldn't leave until the old man fully recovered.

Qing'er has always been strong-tempered, and he lived in peace with these natives after he came here.

"Sister Qing is right, you need to take your medicine, Mu, your health is much better these days." The boy shouted into the depths of the cave.

"You kid talks to outsiders!" The old man coughed twice angrily.

"Sister Qing is not an outsider, she can speak our words, she is a good person!" The boy argued.

"You... ugh..."

This is not the first time I have heard such a conversation these days, and Qing'er said that she is used to it.

"Sister Qing, can you stay in our tribe?" The young man leaned over and asked.

Qing'er stopped what she was doing and looked into the other person's eyes. There was sincerity and hope in those big bright eyes.

Qing'er thought of her master in the distance, and her companions in the coastal camp. She really wanted to tell this child that she wouldn't stay here for long.

For your safety, it is actually better for me to leave, but she knows that the other party will not believe what she said.

He simply didn't say anything, just shook his head with a smile.

The boy looked disappointed, and the adults around couldn't help laughing: "A Wu, you have a good idea, haha" "How about Doctor Qing, please stay for our little Wu."

At this time, the ethnic minorities in Jiaozhou were still similar to the primitive tribal structure, and the status of women was generally higher, which was one of the main reasons why Qing'er and her companions were not violated.

Another reason was that the other party was a woman from the Han family who possessed medical technology, and the people in their tribe still counted on her to treat everyone.

Qing'er didn't speak, but one of her companions came over and said to Ah Wu: "Since you are so reluctant to part with Qing'er, why not follow us down the mountain, there are dry rooms, warm quilts, and you can read and write. Meals don’t have to be so troublesome.”

Ah Wu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked back into the depths of the cave.

"We are the children of Dashan." The leader's mother-in-law said: "Leaving Dashan is like a child leaving his mother, and he loses the protection of Dashan. You don't need to waste your words, we will not leave here."

As night falls, the rain outside is still ticking, and you can't see your fingers in the darkness.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared on the trail not far from the cave.

"Are you sure it's right here?" The fourth child asked in fluent dialect.

The half-dead local guide, who was cold, hungry and tired, was paralyzed on the ground, panting heavily, unable to speak, and could only nod incessantly.

Fourth and Thirteen made eye contact.

Thirteen squinted and licked his dry lips with his tongue. Your eyes looked at the faint hole behind the banana tree not far away.

It was his mistake that Sister Qing was taken away, and now he has to make up for this mistake himself.

The fourth child climbed up a tree and imitated the cuckoo's cry three times, two long and one short, and repeated three times in a row.

A moment later, the figure of a woman came out of the cave.

(End of this chapter)