The two hundred and twenty-seventh round

Qin Ying drank a bowl of soup and medicine on an empty stomach and didn't want to eat, so she lay down and asked the young man surnamed Cui to cover herself with a layer of sheets, and she pretended to sleep. Now she can finally deeply understand Li Chengqian's feeling of wanting to move but unable to move while lying on the couch.

The wound on the back of the waist did not feel anything except numbness, Qin Ying couldn't see it, so she couldn't guess how deep the wound was, and felt that no one had stitched up the wound for herself just now, so it was probably not strict, and she was relieved to sleep until dawn.

What she didn't know, however, was that there was only one medic in the entire convoy, and that was herself.

There is a literary official who has been lucky enough to read a medical book, but he does not know the slightest medical way, and the prescriptions for boiling medicine just now are all memorized from the medical book.

Therefore, Qin Ying and the other injured people unsurprisingly all had a high fever in the early morning of the next day. There was no caretaker around them, and when they were found, they were burned to the ground.

The Tang envoys and civil officials were helpless, and could only use the simplest way to cool them down.

Qin Ying woke up in Chenzheng, his brain was still chaotic, and he listened to the incoherent words of the young man surnamed Cui, those guards who were wounded by the knife had a high fever and did not go away, and they may be dying.

She tilted her head and snorted with her nose, said a word to help me up, and then grabbed the sleeve of the young man surnamed Cui, sat up straight with difficulty, patted the gray-haired cushion that was not like a wolf well-behaved, told it to raise its claws and move somewhere, and then motioned to a few warriors to move the patient next to her.

Before she saw the guard's injury, she guessed that it was because the wound was not treated properly last night, and it would cause a fever if it accidentally suppurated.

She didn't even pay attention to her own injuries last night, let alone other people, and her heart was really not a little wide-hearted.

At this time, everyone saw that Qin Ying could command the head wolf without much effort, taking into account that she was the only healer in the convoy, and obeyed Qin Ying's words, and several guards with quick hands and feet hurriedly moved the mat where Qin Ying pointed out, and there was still the warmth of an animal on it.

When Qin Ying straightened up, there was no bleeding in his lower back, thinking that he was probably healed there, and his heart couldn't help but feel relieved. She raised her hand to support her eyelids on her forehead, and asked someone to tear off the guard's robe to reveal the wound.

The strips of cloth that had been soaked red by blood were rolled up layer by layer, and Qin Ying immediately frowned when he saw the three-inch opening turned out. If you don't get stitches, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get better in a short time. What's more, the convoy still has to hurry, and it can't be delayed too long on this remote grassland, and it must be a heavy burden to take care of the injured people.

Nowadays, stitches are not very popular as a way to deal with external injuries, and if Qin Ying gives them stitches, it will probably cause criticism behind people's backs.

But now is an extraordinary time, and Qin Ying can't be restrained. called the young man surnamed Cui to the carriage she was riding, turned over the needle box in her baggage, and asked people to go to the box of medicinal herbs rewarded by Her Majesty to get mulberry skin, she closed her eyes and recuperated. The fever had not subsided and he was still dizzy, and Qin Ying's ability to speak clearly and methodically to command these words was already extraordinary.

When everyone heard that Qin Ying wanted these two things, they had a faint idea of unformed in their hearts, but they couldn't believe that she would really use these two to sew people's flesh and skin.

The texture of the mulberry skin is tough and difficult to break, Qin Ying let them take the water and soak it softly, so they twisted the mulberry skin into a thin long thread and threaded it into the small hole at the end of the silver needle. The day before she left, she packed her luggage, thinking that she would inevitably need to sew when she was away from home, so she stuffed two embroidery needles into the needle box, which came in handy at this time.

She prepared embroidery needles and embroidery thread, but the embroidery thread had just run out in the past few days, so she could only use mulberry instead.

Qin Ying took a handkerchief to wipe the wound carefully, leaned over and approached the knife edge that couldn't bear to look at directly, and the wrist was flipped, like a delicate embroiderer, and the needle was quickly sewn up.

The guards were all unconscious, and they didn't cry out in pain during the stitching process, otherwise everyone would look at Qin Ying even more strangely.

After stitching up a wound, she washes the needle with water and wipes it dry before applying it to other wounds.

After cleaning up everyone's wounds one by one, Qin Ying, who came out of his concentration, felt dizzy and swollen in his chest.

Thinking that the wounds of these people were deep and bone-deep, those assassins must not have reserved half of their strength against her, and stitches were inevitable.

However, although she can hold a needle and thread, her hands cannot reach her lower back. Qin Ying let out a long sigh, asked the young man surnamed Cui to take the needle and thread, and washed his ten fingers stained with pus and blood, and turned around and folded his arms and lay on the felt blanket.

His gaze was lowered, and he couldn't help but meet the eyes of the wolf with a pair of green and glittering curiosity.

Qin Ying was taken aback by this guy, but fortunately she restrained the ** who turned her gaze away.

The young man surnamed Cui watched Qin Ying make this action, probably knowing what Qin Ying wanted him to do, and hurriedly said that he would not stitch up.

She said with a cold face: "You haven't worked as a female worker yourself, haven't you seen your own sisters do it?" ”

He pinched the needle with two fingers that had been pierced with mulberry skin, his face was embarrassed, and his ears were red. I think if I don't try to stitch up her wounds, I don't know what kind of pain Qin Ying will suffer. But obviously he made full mental preparations, but he still didn't know where to start.

The stunned head wolf raised his face, and the young man surnamed Cui only felt a green light shining towards him, brighter than the sun at noon, his scalp began to tingle, and he quickly knelt down beside Qin Ying, bent down and lifted a corner of Qin Ying's robe.

Qin Ying felt that his movements were slow, and everyone was still looking around in twos and threes, and his face was a little unbearable, so he turned his head and urged him to hurry up.

He rested his hand on Qin Ying's robe, and at this time, he shook and put down the needle.

Qin Ying bit her cuffs and held back a layer of sweat from her head.

"Does it hurt?" The young man surnamed Cui seemed to see Qin Ying's back trembling, so he asked.

She snorted weakly and casually, feeling that the stitches were more unbearable than the injury.

The gap on the back waist was more than two inches long, but it was sewn crookedly by the young man surnamed Cui after a while. Fortunately, Qin Ying couldn't see it, if he saw his miserable embroidery skills, he would definitely regret asking him to get the needle just now.

After stitching up, I applied gold sore ointment, and the wound was cold, and the pain subsided for the most part. Qin Ying reached out and covered his half-exposed waist with his robe. She doesn't have a penchant for showing flesh.

The young man washed the needle and put it back in the wooden box, brought Qin Ying a bowl of porridge, and fed her spoonful by spoonful, which made Qin Ying a little embarrassed.

Qin Ying said that she hurt her waist, not her hand, and she could drink it by herself.

He was silent, just looked at the remnants of porridge in the bowl with sad eyes.

She sighed in her heart: Dare to be affectionate because she was stabbed for this person, so he would take care of himself so meticulously, trying to smooth out his self-blame.

When the guards were all awake in the afternoon, the captain of the convoy consulted with the guide, determined the route of the trip, put them in the last few cars, and hurried off the road.

The ruts pressed two deep parallel marks on the weedy-strewn road, and Qin Ying lay in the carriage and squinted, wondering how long it would be before they reached Silla, the country she had only seen in the Atlas.

Before it was dark, they walked out of the grassland and rested in a small neighboring county.

The wolf followed the convoy and sent them out of the grassland, howling in the direction of the rutted ruts before running to his territory.

There were a few injured people in their group, so the Tang envoy who was in charge of the financial expenses waved his sleeves and specially stayed in the mansion to ask for a room, which really cost a lot of silver on the injured people.

Qin Ying quickly got better under such a breeze, and her daily actions were basically unhindered, but she couldn't bend down lightly.

When the young man surnamed Cui saw Qin Ying's cautious appearance of changing her shoes, he felt more and more guilty in his heart, and he didn't dare to look directly into her eyes later.

Once, when he was wrapping a cloth on his wounds, she said casually, "They are coming for me, so it should be me and not you who are hurting." ”

The young man glanced at her with the tips of his eyes, "...... But. ”

"Nothing." Qin Ying interrupted him with a smile, his face rising a little warm in the light of the lights.

Four days later, the convoy was still a few miles away from the banks of the Yalu River, and the Tang envoys were sent to tell them that they had now entered Goguryeo.

The car stopped to tidy up and rest, and Qin Ying walked slowly with the support of the young man. She had been lying on the ground lately, and her bones were scattered all over her body, and she remembered that exercising more when she was not healed would be conducive to her health, so she proposed to walk more.

Seeing several raised hills on the other side of the river from a distance, Qin Ying was curious at the moment, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to the young man surnamed Cui.

His eyesight was much better than Qin Ying's, and when he saw what those hillocks were made of, his face turned pale with a sudden brush.

Qin Ying caught a glimpse of his changes, and his curiosity was even greater, and he was about to take a step forward by pulling the young man's sleeve, and he had the momentum of not giving up until he saw it carefully.

The young man surnamed Cui felt that she was still physically and mentally weak now, and it was still not good to see the bloody things on the other side, so he hurriedly pulled his sleeve back and indirectly stopped Qin Ying.

She was not as strong as his, and she had no advantage in this pull, and finally let go of her hand and asked him with a frown and displeasure what she had seen to make such a move.

The boy gritted his teeth and shook his head, and suddenly saw those hills on the other side, his stomach began to turn over, he was afraid that he would vomit out what he had eaten last night when he spoke, so he could only simply shake his head and nod his head to express his thoughts.

Qin Ying saw him like a stuffy gourd with a sawed mouth, stomped his feet hard, and went to the river with his robe, and walked straight to the riverside.

The river breeze blew on her cheeks, bringing with it an imperceptible fishy smell. Qin Ying felt that the taste was different from ordinary river water, but she didn't think about it anywhere else.

The gray-white fog floats on the surface of the river, which looks a little eerie. Qin Ying put up a pergola to cover the nascent sunlight in the east, and maintained his posture for a long time before he vaguely saw the top of the hillock, which was impressively supported by a bone. Looking further down, I found that it was still a pile of red and white broken bones.

Qin Ying didn't know where these bones came from, and his heart was full of surprise.

At this time, the young man surnamed Cui rushed over panting, holding his knees and panting, and said in his heart that Qin Ying's feet were really terrifying.

It happened that a boat full of goods came to the riverside, and Qin Ying took advantage of the moment when they were carrying the goods to talk to the middle-aged boat owner.

The middle-aged man listened to Qin Ying's question about the bone mound on the other side, his face became solemn, he was reluctant to answer, but Qin Ying asked again and again, so he had to lower his voice and tell the two outsiders, those bones were the corpses of the soldiers of the previous dynasty.

Qin Ying's surprise suddenly turned into anger and disgust.

Seeing that Qin Ying's expression had changed, the middle-aged man knew that she understood the cause and effect, so he stopped talking and helped his subordinates carry the box together.

The young man was still in the clouds, and he winked at Qin Ying in confusion, which was unconsciously selling cuteness.

She didn't eat his set, but now she was filled with grief and indignation, and after she got off the deck, she started with him.

The Sui Emperor of the previous dynasty had three expeditions to Goguryeo, and sent hundreds of thousands of troops before and after, but they were all defeated when they returned, and the excessively frequent conquests made the treasury of the former dynasty empty and the people were miserable, which induced troops to rise up everywhere in Middle-earth, including the inconspicuous Li Tang rebels at that time.

The boy nodded, he had also heard his father tell him about this history. But what does this have to do with the corpses along the Yalu River? As soon as this thought flashed, he realized that after the hundreds of thousands of troops were folded on the banks of the Yalu River, the corpses were collected by the Goguryeo people, piled up into mounds and left on the riverbank to expose day and night, which was to promote his national strength and destroy the prestige of the previous dynasty.

As soon as he understood the twists and turns, he saw Qin Ying clench his fists and squeeze out a few fragmented words from between his teeth: "Is it tolerable, which is unbearable?" ”

The young man surnamed Cui felt that Qin Ying's feelings were not quite right, and without waiting for him to adjust the discomfort in his stomach, he opened his mouth to say something about Qin Ying forgetting the corpse mountain bone mound that he had just seen, and she was already clasping her hands together, pinching her finger bones with an unconcealed hatred on her face.

-- Goguryeo's use of this means to humiliate Li Tang was too inferior. He didn't even give the dignity of the dead, and it was clear that he didn't treat the Central Plains people who were buried in a foreign land as the same kind.

"What do you want to do?" The young man surnamed Cui looked vigilantly at Qin Ying's undistinguishable and loud hands.

"Retrieve the remains of these former soldiers from Goguryeo." She stared at the small hill between the river and fog for a moment.

The boy and Qin Ying have known each other for a long time, and they have long known that she has no edge when she is bold. However, he never expected that Qin Ying would praise Haikou so much without blinking and hesitating.

After smacking his lips for a moment, he finally couldn't help but persuade that this could not be done by her alone, and she still had injuries that needed to be recuperated.

Hearing this, Qin Ying's eyebrows furrowed, pinched his finger bones and turned to him, "Could it be that they who died here in vain should be so despised by the Goguryeo people?" If I don't care, their souls will not rest for a moment! "In an instant, the aura on her body was a little terrifying." These corpses represent not only the defeat of the previous dynasty, but also the dignity of Li Tang. If Li Tang can't defend them, is it still worthy of being their homeland? ”

The young man surnamed Cui was so blocked by her that he was speechless, swallowed his saliva and pretended that he had been successfully brainwashed by her.

Returning to the convoy, Qin Ying told the Wen Sanguan led by him that she would stay here for a while, because she wanted to take back the corpses of the former dynasty piled up by the Goguryeo River to Zhongtu for burial.

When Wen Sanguan heard this, it was like seeing a ghost in the blue sky, and he stared at Qin Ying in disbelief.

(To be continued.) )