Chapter 17: The Mud Bodhisattva
And not far from the others, the remaining traces of the fire reminded her that just last night, a life was burned alive there.
She knew she shouldn't have come, there were some things that she couldn't change by herself, but her feet just didn't listen.
Seeing that she was about to enter the training ground, a soldier guarding the guard reached out to stop her, and she stopped, thinking about returning in vain. Another guard recognized her and said to the soldier, "He seems to be someone from Lord Zhao's side." ”
The man looked her up and down: "Are you someone from Lord Zhao's side?" ”
"Yes." Xu Weiqiu nodded.
When the man heard this, he stepped aside and let her in.
Under the harsh scorching sun, the prisoners were tied up with flowers, and some of the prisoners could no longer bear the soften on the ground, and they did not move, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
The other few with their eyes open were also kneeling on the ground staggeredly, their postures a little strangely distorted due to the high temperature on the surface.
The scene in front of me was so miserable that it was unbearable to look at it directly.
Xu Weiqiu tugged at his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a while. Then, she saw a water tank in the distance, so without much thought, she walked over and scooped up a scoop of water and walked towards a few people.
When some of the prisoners saw the ladle in her hand, they became depressed, their chapped lips moved, and they pushed the people around them with their elbows.
Several people were already dizzy from the sun, and they didn't understand what was going on at first, until they saw her holding a water ladle in their hands, and their eyes were shining with longing.
Seeing this, the guards in the distance did not come forward to stop her, probably thinking that her actions were instructed by Zhao Yan. They don't think any of the minions would dare to act on their own unless they die.
She approached and was the first to feed the prisoner with the scar on his face, and he glanced at her and grunted his head to drink, drawing envious glances from the few people next to him.
Someone couldn't hold it back, and said eagerly: "Lao Chen, don't drink it all, leave me a sip." ”
"Don't worry, everyone has it."
Xu Weiqiu said comfortingly, a scoop of water was quickly drained, Lao Chen thanked her, she nodded, turned around and ran to continue to receive water.
When one person was fed with a scoop of water, and when the third person was fed, a dark shadow shrouded in the rear, and several prisoners who were anxiously waiting saw the comer, their eyes were frightened, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the air condensed.
But the two people who were feeding the water and the two who were drinking the water did not realize it in the slightest.
"Drink slowly, don't choke on ......" As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden heart-piercing pain in his back, Xu Weiqiu hissed, his hand trembled uncontrollably, and the remaining water in the scoop spilled to the ground.
She looked back in horror......
Zhao Yan stood behind her with a horsewhip in his hand, his back was light, and his tall figure looked like a messenger from hell.
Xu Weiqiu's heart tightened, he was really afraid that he would raise his horsewhip again and pull it in his face, but he didn't, just looked at her and asked:
"Zhao Fu, what are you doing?"
Under his forced gaze, on a hot day, she felt a chill in her back, she turned around and explained weakly: "I...... I fed them some water and didn't do anything else......"
Zhao Yan snorted coldly:
"It's ridiculous, I can't protect myself when I cross the river, and I still come to sympathize with others."
After saying this, he dropped the horsewhip in his hand and turned to walk back, Xu Weiqiu endured the pain, picked up the horsewhip on the ground and followed him.
But he could hear him say to the two guards, "Feed them some water." ”
Xu Weiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, wondering if this person's conscience had finally found out, but he heard him add another sentence: "It's just like this, it's cheaper for them." ”
“……”
After being whipped, Xu Weiqiu was completely honest, she didn't dare to inquire about the fate of those prisoners again, and waited even more cautiously in front of Zhao Yan, not daring to slack off in the slightest; She knows very well that her life and death are only in the thoughts of others.
A few days later, she went to the room to get breakfast for Zhao Yan, but was stopped by Aunt Chen halfway.
"Brother Xiaoyu, you come with me......"
As she spoke, Aunt Chen stretched out her hand and pulled her to a corner where she couldn't go.
Seeing the other party's sneaky appearance, Xu Weiqiu looked at him puzzled: "Auntie, what's wrong?" ”
"Shh Aunt Chen signaled her not to speak, and then looked around with a wary face, and a family member came over not far away, and the two quieted down very tacitly.
After the famous family member walked away, Mrs. Chen took her hand and said earnestly: "Brother Xiaoyu, I really came to you in desperation, please help me." ”
"Please say, I will help if I can help."
"Little Brother Xiaoyu, Lord Zhao caught a few escaped prisoners some time ago, do you know this?"
As soon as he heard this, the expression on Xu Weiqiu's face suddenly became solemn.
She didn't squeak, waiting for her to continue.
Aunt Chen looked at her face, hesitated for a moment and continued to speak: "The leader is surnamed Chen, and he is my husband. ”
"Huh?" This time, Xu Weiqiu was surprised: "You mean the one with a scar on his face?" ”
"Yes." Aunt Chen nodded.
This was something she didn't expect, Xu Weiqiu didn't react for a while, and looked at the other party with a stunned expression.
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The night was quiet, Xu Weiqiu lay on Datongfu, thinking about Aunt Chen's words during the day.
"You've been following Lord Zhao...... Do you know, where did he lock up my husband? ”
"Aren't they all in the detention camp?"
Mrs. Chen shook her head and said, "Our people have searched everywhere, but no." ”
Why did she ask? Also, she said their people, do they have a group of people? At this moment, the only thing Xu Weiqiu could think of was that this group of people wanted to rob the prison?
She replied at the time that she didn't know, when in fact she didn't.
No matter what Aunt Chen wanted to do, reason told her that if she wanted to live, she should not wade into this troubled water, once she did, it would be difficult for her to get out of the water.
Aunt Chen's look of loss flashed through her mind......
The back of her hand was only scabbed over by the soldering iron, and the whiplash on her back was still there, and the whip on the flesh tasted unpleasant, and she didn't want to suffer a third time......
She admonished herself, but from time to time her mind flashed back to the terrible situation of the prisoners on the training ground, and the lives of those who were tied to the pyre and burned alive, and the terrible cries were vivid.
She was a doctor, and she was accustomed to seeing life and death; But when a fresh life was burned alive in front of her eyes, she couldn't do anything about it, which made her unable to let go for a long time.
She didn't want to think about it, every time she thought about it, it made her feel palpitations, all of which reminded her that she was no longer Shen Qing now.