Chapter Twenty-Eight: Well, Heavenly Khan......
is about to leave Mobei and defect to the Han Empire.
Yang Chuan always felt a little unsteady, as if there was a very important event that had not been completed, which made him not sleep well all night, and he was always in a state of anxiety and half-asleep.
When he woke up in the morning, he found that he seemed to be sick.
The whole body aches, accompanied by a slight low-grade fever, cough and sore throat, and the slightest movement is all kinds of discomfort...... By the way, the snot is still rippling, probably because of the occasional wind chill, right?
Yang Chuan was a little depressed.
In such a harsh environment, many times, a small problem may be fatal.
Yang Chuan rummaged through his bags for a while, but only found a few 'medicinal materials' such as ephedra, wild almonds, licorice, wild ginger, and jujubes.
The 'Daqinglong Soup' doesn't seem to be a good match, but a simple 'Sanqiao Soup' for the treatment of wind and cold is not difficult......
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When Tangyi's father came in, Yang Chuan was squatting on the ground to decoct medicine, and a strong medicinal fragrance filled the entire tent.
"Childe, this isγMedicine?"
Tangyi's father has been to Chang'an City and has seen many novel things, among which the most awe-inspiring one is the kind of healer who exudes fragrance all over his body, but he has never had the opportunity to get close.
"It's a little cold, just boil a bowl of medicine and sweat," Yang Chuan snorted vigorously, his face flushed, making him look more handsome, "Uncle Tangyi, are you ready?" β
Tangyi's father wanted to speak and stopped.
Yang Chuan felt a little strange and asked, "What, is there anything else?" β
"Naren Toya, they're all sick," Cousin's father said with some restraint, "Childe, I'm really sorry for the trouble ...... you."
Are they all sick?
Yang Chuan's heart suddenly burst out, and he said secretly: "Isn't it some kind of blind disease?" β
At the turn of spring and summer, it is also the season when various epidemic diseases are prevalent on the grassland, coupled with the extremely poor sanitary conditions, many people have never bathed in their lives, and the food they eat is not clean......
Those who can survive are a small group of people with the best congenital conditions, and some of them have poor resistance and often do not live to be a year old.
"Let's go, let's take a look." Yang Chuan stood up, rubbed his cheeks a few times, and walked out of the tent quickly.
Not only the cousin's father's daughter was sick.
Zhang Qian's Hun wife and son, Sarena's family, and many Hun cavalrymen were all sick.
The whole body was sore, the fever continued, the throat was swollen and sore, and many people were curled up on the sunny slopes wrapped in four or five sheepskins, basking in the sun half-dead, and a layer of pale blue gloom appeared on their faces.
Yang Chuan was shocked when he saw it.
After carefully inquiring and examining the illnesses of twenty or thirty people, he quickly determined that this was not an ordinary wind chill, but an epidemic!
"How many people are still uninfected?" Back in the tent, Yang Chuan settled down and drank a bowl of 'three soups' into his stomach before asking.
"There are still more than 200 people who are not sick."
Tangyi's father is very calm, it seems that he has long been used to this kind of thing, and now the only thing he cares about is his daughter: "Childe, can you boil a bowl of medicine for Naren Tuoya?" β
Yang Chuan nodded, poured most of the leftover medicinal juice in the clay pot, and said, "Let her drink it first, just sweat, remember to let her drink a few more bowls of light salt water." β
"By the way, take out some of our salt and let everyone drink light salt water."
The cousin's father agreed and walked out of the tent quickly.
Yang Chuan pondered for a moment, put on his sable fur robe, ferret hat, and deerskin boots, and walked out of the tent as well, and gave an order: "Let all those who are not sick gather." β
I have to find a way to collect medicine to save myself.
With so many people infected with the epidemic, with the current conditions, even an ordinary flu is estimated to kill many people, and he does not dare to take this risk.
Seeing that he was about to leave to return to the Central Plains, there was such a bad thing, which made Yang Chuan feel very bad, but he couldn't show anything in front of everyone......
The cousin's father soon came.
He is the real 'great commander' of the Huns, and now, some people have begun to call Tangyi's father 'King of the Great Snow Mountain' in private, which shows his high reputation among these Hun cavalry.
"Childe, everyone is together."
"Well, let's go collect medicine."
"Herbs?"
"Yes, everyone is sick, so we have to hurry up."
"Childe will heal?"
"I know a little bit about it."
The cousin's father was silent.
Yang Chuan's various miracles have made this honest Hun a little numb, whether it is subduing the snow leopard, taming the golden eagle, casting knives and iron pots, he is convinced.
In particular, Yangchuan's food is simply delicious in the world, and it doesn't seem to be made by people.
"Everyone, follow the envoy of the Great Snow Mountain to collect medicine!"
After the Tang Yi father passed down the order, he walked quickly to Yang Chuan, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly: "Please ask the Heavenly Khan to teach your servants the art of collecting medicine!" β
The other Huns also bowed down and shouted in unison: "Please ask the Heavenly Khan to teach your slaves the art of collecting medicine!" β
Yang Chuan: "......"
This cousin is so good at things!
In the Mobei Altaic language family, the titles of Khan, Hehan, Great Khan, and Kehan are the honorific titles of the steppe people for the chiefs of the ethnic groups and the leaders of the tribes, which are still different from the Xiongnu's 'Shan Yu', and have not yet developed into the 'exclusive titles' of the king of the steppe, which is nothing.
The question is, isn't 'Tian Khan' the exclusive title of Li Er of the Tang Dynasty? Why does it sound weird......
In addition, when a group of people calls someone like that, it is already assumed that you are the leader of the tribal group.
In other words, after a trip to Mobei, the people who cheated on food and drink actually made a new tribe?
"Ask the Heavenly Khan to teach your minions the art of collecting medicine!"
Tangyi's father looked at Yang Chuan in a daze, and consciously led everyone to roar in unison, which can be regarded as making the name of this 'Heavenly Khan' real.
"Let's go, let's go collect medicine first." In desperation, Yang Chuan had no choice but to acquiesce, turn around and walk towards the foot of the mountain.
The Huns do not have a fixed concept of ethnic groups and tribes, as long as a strong man appears, gathers a group of people together, and can bring everyone to eat their stomachs, rob women, and kill invading enemies, you are a qualified 'khan'.
Even the royal court of the Huns will acquiesce, and at the right time, canonize you as 'king'.
Yang Chuan guessed that the main reason for this situation was that the living environment was too poor, and everyone was struggling on the line of life and death, just to report to the group to survive.
Thinking about this verse, he was relieved.
Of the more than 3,000 cavalry who accompanied the north, these 800 were left dead in the end, and to a large extent, he, the 'Han cub', seems to really have the responsibility and obligation to let everyone continue to live......
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The epidemic came suddenly and went quickly, and it only took half a month, and the vast majority of people picked up a life.
But seventy or eighty people still died, which made Yang Chuan feel very guilty, some of them were very old, with gray temples and weathered faces, but they were respectful to him and his father, and they would rush to do the hard and tiring work.
He held a very grand funeral for these people, and buried them at the foot of the small hill on the opposite side, which should be able to get a touch of the 'dragon energy' of the Huns' Dadan Yu's family, right?
Naturally, his plan to return to Han was also postponed.
At present, these more than 700 people are all of Hun blood from the root, and the problem is that now he, a Han cub, has become the 'Heavenly Khan' of others, and he can't be left alone.
Therefore, it is necessary to choose a good place for them to live first.
Of course, Yang Chuan actually has another very secret idea: in the near future, these 'clansmen' may become a good kitchen knife in his kitchen.
Even, become a deer cutting knife for him.
"Uncle Tangyi, let everyone pack their bags, and let's leave tomorrow."
This night, the thoughtful Yang Chuan finally made up his mind and drew a circle on the parchment roll: "That's it, Beihai." β
"The tribe of this chef is called Beihai."