Chapter 122 Dunhuang murals that have gone astray

The body of a scholar like Ren An is no different from those dead Qiang people.

Of course, if you have to find some differences, for example, Ren An's subcutaneous fat is much thicker than those Qiang people.

Su Zhi's familiarity with the human body is now comparable to Cu Ding's cognition of the cow's body.

Therefore, after cutting open Ren An's body, he easily found the place where something went wrong, and after restoring the deviated body part, she quickly sutured the wound and left a small drainage.

When a boiled reed pole is inserted, the treatment is complete.

In the process of recovering from the wound, Ren An could not move, and could only eat and drink on the bed, served by those Qiang nursing women.

After Su Zhi pulled out the silver needle inserted in Ren An's cervical vertebrae, Ren An slowly opened his eyes......

Before he could wake up, the pain in his groin made him howl loudly.

I tried to move my body, only to find myself firmly bound to a strange bed.

On a stone bed beside him, there was also a naked man, but this man's body was different from Ren An's body, the skin and muscles of his chest and lower abdomen were stripped away, and his internal organs were exposed to the air, but his face was very calm, and he seemed to sleep very peacefully.

As soon as Ren An called, Su Zhi slowly turned around and glanced at Ren An and said, "Does it hurt?" ”

Ren An was surrounded by great fear, he seemed to forget the pain, and when he heard Su Zhi talking to him, he nodded blankly.

"Don't take in water until you're ventilated."

After Su Zhi gave the order, a caretaker hurriedly agreed, and several people worked together to loosen Ren An's bound body, lift it off the stone bed, put it on a stretcher, and carry it out of the operating room.

Su Zhi continued to look at the corpse in front of him, measured the size of the heart on the corpse with his hand, and sighed faintly.

As the sun sets, the sky is gradually darkening, and Ren An is lying on a stretcher, looking at the sunset on the horizon, and there is a feeling of escaping death.

"Hey, the time for half a pillar of incense to be treated has you finished?"

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans on Ren An's head were gathering into a stream, sliding down his head.

"Does it hurt?"

Ren An nodded, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Sima Qian asked the nurse, "Did the healing process go well?" ”

The nurse hurriedly said: "It's going well, my wife has already given a doctor's order, as long as this patient doesn't move around for a few days, and the wound doesn't suppurate, it will be fine in seven days." ”

Ren An raised his finger with difficulty and pointed to his tied legs and bare lower body, and said to Sima Qian with difficulty: "Life is better than death......

Sima Qian smiled and said to the nursing woman: "Take good care of him, and a certain family will come back tomorrow." ”

He knew that Ren An didn't want him to see his embarrassing scene, so he didn't stay long and walked away.

Ren An let out a long breath, and saw that the nurse's eyes kept falling on his lower body, so he waved his hand and said, "Let's go." ”

Outside Yangguan, a large number of people from the Western Regions gathered again, and this time, Nie Yi, the captain of the Qiang Guard, did not stop them from entering the pass.

After a year of verification, the people of the Western Regions were very honest after entering the Central Plains.

Even if it is a warrior from the Great Qin Kingdom, when he enters Guanzhong, he just wants to try his luck in the Colosseum in Chang'an.

If they succeeded, they would be able to return to Rome with a large amount of gold, silver or silk to fulfill their dreams of affluence.

If it fails, it will be nothing more than dying in the Colosseum.

The hobbies of the nobles in Chang'an City are changeable.

From the earliest Qiang slaves, to the Xiongnu slaves, and then to the female slaves of the Western Regions, they did not refuse.

Especially the female slaves in the Western Regions, they are the most humiliating and hard-working people, after entering the master's house, they pay not only their own labor, but also their bodies.

This was originally the most ordinary thing in the Western Regions, but it made the nobles of Chang'an ecstatic.

They had never seen such useful slaves, which made them very dissatisfied with the uneasy use of Han servants.

Although he was dissatisfied, he did not dare to treat them too harshly, since His Majesty the Emperor expelled the Huns, pacified Lingnan, and severely beat up all the forces around the Great Han Kingdom, his eyes were on the people.

He felt that when he was young and had to fight against the Huns, his people did not rebel on a large scale, but chose to grit their teeth and persist with him.

Now is the time for the people to enjoy their own protection.

When the male and female servants of the nobles also had the right to beat the drum and voice their grievances in the lieutenant's mansion and the court lieutenant's mansion, the nobles suddenly cared a little more about their own servants.

Even so, the number of Han Chinese servants has decreased dramatically, and the number of civilian household registrations registered with the government has increased dramatically.

The huge servant gap will be filled by these obedient slaves from the Western Regions.

Nie Yi himself raised a hundred and ten charming female slaves in the Western Regions in his mansion in Yangguan.

has been a good friend with Da Changqiu for many years, and his interest in women is not very great, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't pass the heir pass, he would definitely become a character like Da Changqiu.

When the Han people marry the Han women, the children born are the backbone of the family, and the children born to the female slaves in the Western Regions will naturally be laughed at by others.

Therefore, Nie Yi stayed in Yangguan for three years and did not leave any descendants, on the contrary, the old wife who stayed in Mayi came to Yangguan with her concubine to reunite with the whole family.

Yangguan is not suitable for settling down and starting a business, and Dunhuang is a bitter cold place, so Nie Yi retreated and settled his family in Jiuquan.

The emperor seemed to have forgotten his existence, and sometimes Nie Yi thought sadly that he might be dying of old age.

Su Zhi arrived in Jiuquan, Sima Qian also arrived in Jiuquan, on the one hand, he had to accompany his old friend Ren An to see a doctor, on the other hand, he also had to go to Yangguan and Dunhuang, and persuade Nie Yi and Dunhuang Captain Ma Lao Liu to move their families to Monolithic City.

Ren An's condition was stable, he could finally put on his pants, and he no longer had to expose his lower body to the outside, and let those caregivers visit, Sima Qian also left Jiuquan and went straight to Dunhuang and Yangguan.

There is no war in Yangguan and no war in Yumen Pass, so Dunhuang has become a peaceful hinterland.

Although Ma Lao Liu married a wife and had children, people became more strange.

He liked to paint, he was very obsessed, he even dug holes in the sandstone, painted with paint, and was so obsessed that he almost abandoned his official duties.

Ma Lao Liu is not a good painter, except for the first stick figure, his works in Dunhuang, Yangguan do not have a good reputation.

Therefore, when Sima Qian met Ma Lao Liu, this former fierce general, is now concentrating on painting in the sandstone cave, holding a few pens in his hand, and holding a branch in his mouth, stroke by stroke, depicting very seriously.

Fortunately, the characters in his paintings are all dressed in clothes, but those beautiful women who are flying in the air are still swaying and evoking.

"Who is this warrior who pouts his hips and farts and can squirt three fire dragons in different directions?"

Sima Qian asked cautiously after admiring Ma Lao Liu's paintings for a while.

Ma Lao Liu spit out the paintbrush in his mouth, a harrier turned over and turned down from the shelf, pointed to a mural of three fire dragons spewing out of the sky with his butt facing the sky, and explained: "This person is a dervish monk from the Xiongnu country, in order to raise money for the journey, he actually lit his fart in front of Yeye, a fire went up, and then performed twice, once to the left and once to the right...... Ye Ye was afraid of trouble, so he expressed it with a painting. (This painting really exists in the Dunhuang murals, or his mother's cultural relics, don't doubt it, I made a special trip to see it in the past few days.) ）

Sima Qian looked at the picture carefully and said, "What do you say about the dragons in these three fires?" ”

Ma Lao Liu said proudly: "I don't think it's powerful enough, I added it." ”

The sandstone cave is very dark, and you can paint at most two hours in the morning during the day.

After Sima Qian glanced at Ma Lao Liu's paintings, he didn't have the heart to look at them again.

Walking out of the cave with Ma Lao Liu, he said slowly: "The prince hopes that you can send your family to Monolith City!" ”

Ma Lao Liu lowered his head and said: "A certain family promised General Muyan that he would return to Chang'an in the future and live a good life with his brothers." ”

Sima Qian nodded and said, "Don't misunderstand, the prince has no idea of taking your family as a hostage. ”

Ma Lao Liu shook his head and said: "There is no misunderstanding, Junhou is not such a person, I just can't leave this sandy land." ”

Sima Qian laughed and said, "Painting? ”

Ma Lao Liu smiled shyly, rubbed a pair of hands stained with oil paint and said: "The painting is not good, a certain family just wants future generations to know that there is a group of people who have lived and fought in this desert ......."