Fang Jing returned to the mountains and forests of Luodou County, observing the pursuit in the jungle below, which could only be said to be a massacre, Fang Jing really couldn't see it, so he had to leave and run towards a village in the distance.

Fang Jing knew that these were not his own affairs, he was not the savior of the Tang Dynasty, and it was impossible for him to participate in this kind of political affairs, Feng Ang could coax Li Shimin because he thought he was strong, but the descendants of the Feng family could not escape the miserable fate one by one, just like Gao Lishi, the descendant of the Feng family, and finally became a eunuch, without children and grandchildren, this is really 'good and evil will be rewarded in the end, the way of heaven is good reincarnation, if you don't believe it, look up, who will be spared by the sky'.

Fang Jing came to the mountain forest not far from the village, stood quietly next to a big tree, looking at the village not far ahead, and in this village, there were only some women, old people and children, and at this time, in the village, there was a cry from a thatched house.

"It's a girl, hurry up, hurry up and pick up the toddler and wash it, Linghua girl is bleeding too much during childbirth, hurry up and stop the bleeding, Linghua girl is about to run out of gas." An old woman's voice came.

"It's hopeless, Sister Linghua is running out of gas, God." After a minute, another woman's voice said urgently, maybe this Linghua girl had already bled profusely because of childbirth.

After Fang Jing heard this, he turned around and walked quickly to the village, came to the thatched house, and after thinking for a while, he raised his legs and entered the thatched house.

In front of Fang Jing's eyes, on the thatched mat on the ground, there was a woman of eighteen or nineteen years old, there was a large blood stain on the thatched mat, there was already less air intake, more breath, no salvation, there were five women standing on the side, a woman holding a newborn baby, the old woman squatted in front of the woman, wiping her tears, I don't know who this old woman is.

No one in the thatched house noticed Fang Jing's arrival, and they didn't know that Fang Jing was very close to them at this time, several people looked at the woman on the thatched mat nervously and sadly, the old woman wanted to save but didn't know how to start, so she could only keep holding some shabby clothes and wiping the blood stains for the woman.

Fang Jing was helpless in her heart, for the hemorrhage caused by a woman's childbirth, in this era, let alone save, it is difficult to stop the bleeding, even in the previous life, there are many women who cannot be saved due to hemorrhage during childbirth, let alone the current Datang.

"I can't get it back." Fang Jing stood behind them, looking at the current situation, he couldn't bear it in his heart, but he couldn't, so he could only sigh.

"Who are you? This is a woman's birth, you hurry up and get me out. The five women listened to a man's voice, hurriedly turned their heads to stare at Fang Jing, and shouted.

"I'm a doctor, I'm passing through here, and I just heard a baby crying, so I rushed over." Fang Jing had no choice but to lie and say.

"Doctor, please save Sister Linghua." When the old woman heard that Fang Jing was a doctor, she hurriedly got up and came over, pulled Fang Jing's sleeve, and pleaded in a mournful voice.

"This grandma, it's not that I can't save it, it's that I can't save it." Fang Jing looked at the woman lying on the thatched mat, although she still had breath, but she was powerless to return to the sky, if she was the Lord of Yama, she could bring her back to life, but she was nothing, and sighed heavily in her heart.

The woman on the thatched mat stared at the baby in the hands of another woman, her eyes never left, even if she knew that she was about to leave this world, she only remembered her own child, this is the greatness of motherhood.

The woman kept staring at the baby in the woman's hand, trying to say something, but she couldn't say anything, she could only look at her own child.

"Doctor, save Sister Linghua." Several women pleaded with Fang Jing in their voices.

"I, I can't save her, I'm not a miracle doctor, let alone a god, I can't save her." The sadness in Fang Jing's heart gradually magnified, and his mood was extremely heavy.

Fang Jing approached the woman's thatched mat, squatted down, and looked at the woman in front of her who had just given birth and was happy to get a thousand gold, but God ruthlessly wanted to take her life, she couldn't enjoy the blessings of the world, let alone her daughter's filial piety, Fang Jing gritted her teeth, not wanting her tears to flow.

"You can go with confidence, I will take your child to Fangjia Village, Pingli County to raise, I will raise your child well, I will let her grow up healthily, eat and drink well, and when she grows up, I will give her a dowry." Fang Jing hardened the anger in his heart and said to the baby's mother, maybe it was just because of the pity in Fang Jing's heart, maybe it was the little sympathy in Fang Jing's heart that began to flood, and maybe it was the memory of Fang Jing's previous life that made him regard being moved as a kind of normality.

After listening to Fang Jing's words, the woman on the thatched mat swallowed her last breath, closed her eyes, and disappeared into this world, maybe when she passed by the Naihe Bridge, she would definitely not drink the bowl of Meng Po soup, thinking that she would definitely come to see her daughter in the next life.

Fang Jing didn't know if it was right to do this, at least in front of the dying mother, promising to raise her child to adulthood could be regarded as the mother's wish, and perhaps because of Fang Jing's kindness, she was willing to entrust her child to Fang Jing, at least the woman's mother wished.

"Get some hot water, clean the child, the child's mother's funeral, you can handle it, the sooner the better." After Fang Jing finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked out of the thatched house, standing outside and looking at the mountains in the distance, lamenting in his heart, it is not easy to live in this world, and it is even more difficult for farmers to be farmers.

This village is located under the jurisdiction of Luodou County, and the people who want to come here also belong to the fangs, but what about the fangs? They all belong to the people of the Tang Dynasty, and they are also Chinese, for Fang Jing, there is nothing to worry about, and none of the men in the village have ever been seen, thinking that these men may have been deceived into causing trouble, can they come back, Fang Jing doesn't know, maybe he really can't come back.

For what happened just now, Fang Jing didn't have an accurate idea in his heart, he could only do things according to his heart, even if it was his own little kindness, but when he thought that he would bring back a baby and return home, his little uncle and aunt would not have any opinions.

As for how to raise the baby, he didn't think too much about it, and he thought that his little uncle and aunt would agree to his actions, of course, the final raising should also be raised by his aunt, Fang Jing didn't know much about this kind of thing, not to mention that he had never been married, let alone had children.

Half an hour later, several women brought the cleaned baby over, while other women in the village helped to take care of the woman's mother's funeral.

"Where's her man?" Fang Jing called out to a woman and asked.

"Doctor, her man died after falling down the mountain half a year ago, Linghua is a poor girl, and she wants to leave a seed for her man, but she still can't do it, pitiful." The woman sighed and explained to Fang Jing.

"Doctor, please be kind to Sister Linghua's child in the future, Sister Linghua is already very pitiful, she doesn't want to watch her child suffer and suffer in heaven." The woman holding the baby approached Fang Jing and pleaded with Fang Jing, although Fang Jing was not very old, but for them, there was always some hope for them to support a newborn child and hand it over to a doctor.

"Don't worry, although I am not a miracle doctor, I can't save her mother, she follows me home, I will naturally treat her well, and when she grows up, I will bring her here to worship her mother." Fang Jing nodded and said to the woman, but her two eyes were staring at the newborn baby.

The baby in the woman's arms had been asleep, with a wrinkled face, and his face was not so rosy, but only dark red, perhaps dark gray.

The sleeping baby, not knowing that her mother bled for her, the death of a life, the birth of another life, perhaps the baby in front of her is to replace her mother, continuing the continuation of life.

"Thank you, doctor." The woman said gratefully to Fang Jing.

Fang was silent, his eyes kept staring at the baby, he didn't know what to think in his heart, maybe he didn't think about anything, he just stared at the baby very purely.

Half an hour later, a woman came running and said that they had buried the woman, and Fang Jing went to the woman with the baby in her arms, which was also the baby's farewell to her mother.

The women in the village had all left, leaving Fang Jing with the baby in her arms, standing quietly in front of the grave, without a tombstone or name, only a mound of earth, under which was buried a great mother, a great mother who had always been in the memory of her daughter, not even a thin coffin, maybe just a mother who was buried with a thatched mat.

Fang Jing only knew that the woman's name was Linghua, and the women in the village did not know her surname, but they knew the name of her man, Zhong Han, perhaps the baby's father and elders, when they named the woman's husband, they only wanted to be loyal to the Han family, or maybe it was other reasons.

"Say goodbye to your mother." Fang Jing was holding the baby girl in her arms, although the baby was still asleep at this time, it was impossible to make a sound, but Fang Jing just wanted to replace this solemnity with words, so that the baby could have a ritual in front of her mother's grave.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." The baby in Fang Jing's arms suddenly burst into tears, maybe she really knew that her mother was buried in the grave in front of her, and maybe she was declaring her injustice to God.

Fang Jing held the baby in her arms and stood quietly in front of the grave, crying still, the baby's voice seemed to break through the sky, rebelling against this unjust world, rebelling against this unfair life.

"Let's go, your mother will watch you grow up in heaven." Fang Jing bowed three times towards the grave, holding the baby, which could be regarded as an end to this matter, and then tell her the truth when the baby grows up.

Fang Jing walked towards the mountain forest with the baby in her arms, leaving a lonely grave mound standing quietly in this mountain forest.

Not long after Fang Jing left, several women in the distance turned around and left, the women were not worried about what would happen to Fang Jing, they just wanted to know if Fang Jing would really raise the baby, and it was not until Fang Jing held the baby and bowed towards the grave that they let go of the worry and doubt in their hearts.

There was a baby's cry in the mountains and forests, if someone heard it in the mountains and forests, they would definitely be startled, and at this time, Fang Jing was helpless in his heart, knowing that the baby was hungry, so he had to stop and began to ask the dumb fairy for some baby milk powder and bottles.

Brewed some milk powder and gave it to the baby to drink, which could be regarded as stopping the crying, which made Fang Jing put his mind at ease, looking at the little baby who was gulping milk powder in his arms, his eyes were full of distress.

When I first came to this world, I didn't have my mother, and in the process of growing up, I must have lacked mother's love, maybe in this Datang, there are a lot of similar situations, just like the big head and their three brothers and sisters, they lack mother's love and father's love, but everyone is strong and alive.

"Your mother's name is Linghua, in the future, you will be called Xiao Linghua, you are the continuation of your mother, in the future, you must grow up healthily, read and read more, even if you can't be an official, you have to be a learned person, remember?" Fang Jing looked at the little baby in her arms, and looked at the baby in her arms saying these words, from then on, this baby also had his own nickname, Xiao Linghua.

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