At night, the howling north wind let out a palpitating howl, and Lin Wan'er curled up in the felt and fell asleep.

Lin Ping'an's eyes widened, and he looked at the top of the tent in a daze, but he couldn't sleep.

Dolgon is not Nurhachi's own son!

This discovery gave him a sense of absurdity, and he remembered Abahai's face a few days ago, and his heart was suddenly filled with curiosity.

If so, who was Dorgon's father?

Isn't Nurhachi aware of this?

These questions made Lin Ping'an's brain swell a little, he shook his head, and the face of a little girl inexplicably appeared in his mind.

"Hyozhuang!"

"This beautiful little girl turned out to be the famous Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang in history!"

Lin Ping'an muttered to himself in his mouth, and the face of Huang Taiji and Dolgon on the bed appeared in front of him again.

According to historical records, Xiaozhuang and Dolgon have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and there seems to be an inexplicable relationship between men and women, but later Xiaozhuang married Huang Taiji and was named Concubine Zhuang.

After that, Huang Taiji died of illness, and with the efforts of Xiaozhuang, Dolgon recommended his son Fulin to the throne, which was later the Shunzhi Emperor.

This history has even been made into a TV series by later generations, and the most suffocating of them is the relationship between Xiaozhuang and Dolgon.

"Is that really the case?"

Lin Ping'an muttered in his heart, "Why did Emperor Shunzhi whip Dolgon's corpse after his death to vent his resentment?" Was it simply because Dorgon was too high-profile during his lifetime? ”

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said to himself again:

"Although Dolgon was revered as his uncle's regent after Fulin's accession to the throne, Fulin's throne was obtained through his efforts after all, so it stands to reason that he would not be so hateful, right?"

"If that's not the reason, what could it be?"

As soon as he thought of this, a terrible thought suddenly rose in Lin Ping'an's heart:

"Is it because Dorgon's bloodline is not pure Aisin Jueluo's bloodline?"

After a moment, he shook his head again:

"No, how can this matter be known to outsiders?"

"This doesn't make sense!"

All of a sudden, all kinds of thoughts came to Lin Ping'an's mind, and after a while, he finally couldn't resist the onset of sleepiness and fell asleep.

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Before dawn the next day, Lin Ping'an was awakened by the neighing of people and horses outside the tent.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, only to find that Lin Wan'er beside him was staring at a pair of big eyes, looking out of the tent with a frightened expression.

"Brother, I dreamed that Uncle and Grandfather were all hacked to death by those people."

The little girl burst into tears as she spoke, her face full of tears.

Lin Ping'an sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand to grab Lin Wan'er, but he didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a middle-aged man in a sheepskin jacket walked in with a few people and a gust of cold wind.

"Little gentleman, hurry up, the army is about to start."

This person stood in front of Lin Ping'an and said in a hoarse voice.

"Is that you?"

Lin Ping'an found out that this person was actually the military doctor in yesterday's big tent.

"My name is Batu."

The medic waved his hand as he spoke, and the men behind him began to pack up their tents.

"Where is this going?" Lin Ping'an asked.

"Go back to Shengjing."

Lin Ping'an nodded, turned around and dressed Lin Wan'er.

He knew that Shengjing was the capital of Houjin, and as for what would happen if he went there, it was still the same sentence: "Resign yourself to fate!" ”

Soon, the tent was cleaned up, and an ox cart came, Lin Ping'an sat in the ox cart with his sister in his arms, bumpy all the way, and slowly walked with the army.

"Little sir, can you tell me about the blood exchange method?"

Batu asked, riding on his horse and leaning on the ox cart as he walked.

The Great Method of Exchange Transfusion? Oh, that sounds overwhelming...... Lin Ping'an thought for a while and said:

"I was collecting firewood in the mountains and met an old gentleman who taught me."

"Old sir? What's his name? ”

Batu asked curiously.

Lin Ping'an shook his head: "After he taught me this method, he left the small box, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye." ”

"Immortals?"

Batu lowered his head and exclaimed, "Could it be that the God of Medicine has appeared?" ”

Lin Ping'an was noncommittal, except for this explanation, he probably couldn't find a better explanation.

"Is the little gentleman a medical student?"

Batu continued.

Lin Ping'an nodded: "My father is Langzhong, so I have been in elementary school for a while." ”

"And where is your family now?"

"Daddy died in the war, and my mother was scattered by the army yesterday, and her life and death are still unknown!"

Lin Ping'an said lightly.

Batu sighed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he asked cautiously:

"Little sir, can you pass on the blood exchange Dafa to us, the so-called doctors are benevolent, and they can't watch the soldiers die due to blood loss."

For this request, Lin Ping'an had already expected it, he was deliberately stunned, and then shook his head and said:

"My sister and I have no relatives, and we don't know if we can live, how can I be in the mood to say this at this moment."

As soon as Badu heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, Lin Ping'an didn't refuse, as for having no relatives and no fixed residence, it was just this kid's bargaining rhetoric.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face, and he comforted:

"Little gentleman, don't worry, you saved Dolgon yesterday, and you will naturally not worry about food and clothing in the future, as for your mother, I will definitely look for you when the time comes."

When he said this, Batu was a little weak-hearted.

Since the war between the Later Jin and the Ming Dynasty, the captured old people and children were generally killed directly, and the young women were assigned to the generals above the centurion level in the army and left them at their disposal.

In yesterday's massacre, Lin Ping'an's mother may not have died, but finding her is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Lin Ping'an naturally knew that Batu was deliberately comforting himself with this, so he didn't show any joy.

In the memory of his body, his mother was a twenty-six or seventeen-year-old woman, with a slender figure and a dignified face, and if she fell into the hands of the Houjin people, she didn't need to think about it to know what the result would be.

Seeing Lin Wan'er shivering in the cold wind and Lin Ping'an, who was thin, Badu thought about it, pulled out a fox fur and a sheepskin jacket from the package he carried and threw them to Lin Ping'an.

"Put it on, it's about five days to go to Shengjing, you two are thin, don't be frozen!"

Lin Ping'an thanked him, draped the fox fur on Lin Wan'er's body, and wrapped the sheepskin jacket around his body.

"Brother, I miss my mother."

Lin Wan'er snuggled in Lin Ping'an's arms, raised her head and said softly.

"Mother's will be fine."

Lin Ping'an tightened Lin Wan'er in his arms, comforted softly, and looked at the falling snowflakes, and his heart was even more depressed.

It is said that it is cool to cross and hang all the way and pretend to be slapped in the face, but why did it change when it came to himself?

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Five days later, I saw the walls of Shengjing in the distance.

"It's finally here."

Batu patted the snowflakes on his body, looked in the direction of Sheng Jing, and smiled.

After entering the city, the army dispersed, and Batu took Lin Ping'an to walk in the streets of Shengjing, and finally came to a courtyard.

"You two will live here first."

With that, he pushed open the courtyard door.

It is a small courtyard with three tiled houses, a kitchen and a stable, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard have withered due to the winter.

The furniture was covered in dust and apparently uninhabited for some time.

Batu took out a small bag of broken silver from the package and stuffed it into Lin Ping'an's hand, saying:

"Use it first, and I'll come to you in two days."

After saying that, he hurried away with his entourage.

"Brother, is this our new home?"

Lin Wan'er looked around and asked curiously.

Lin Ping'an nodded, walked into the various rooms and looked at them, and couldn't help but feel depressed.

The room was very basic, except for the bed, there was only a small table.

So he took the broken silver into his arms, pulled Lin Wan'er and walked out of the courtyard gate.

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The streets of Shengjing are very spacious, and the bustling crowd is not only full of people, but also Han Chinese and Mongolians, and from time to time there is the shouting of hawkers, which looks quite prosperous.

Lin Ping'an bought a basket of firewood and some rice and noodles, and then some necessary daily necessities, and then returned to the house with Lin Wan'er.

When he got home, he immediately lit a fire to cook, and after a while, the fragrance came, Lin Wan'er sniffled, and her big eyes stared at the contents of the pot.

"I'm hungry, I'll be fine right away."

Although Lin Ping'an was a surgeon in his previous life, he had a special hobby of cooking, so he made a few side dishes in three or five at the moment.

"It's delicious!"

Lin Wan'er pouted and said vaguely: "I remember the last time I ate meat was in the summer." ”

Lin Ping'an sandwiched a piece of meat into Lin Wan'er's bowl, but his heart was full of thoughts.

[Since you are here, you have to live, but if you live like this, you can't do it!] 】

That was his first thought.

[But if you don't want to live like this, then what? 】

This was his second question.

[There is no doubt that he and his sister can live here because he saved Dorgon.] 】

【Dolgon?】 That is the future uncle regent of the Qing Dynasty, and Xiaozhuang, that is Kangxi's imperial grandmother, if you hug the thighs of these two people, then you and your sister will definitely have no worries about food and clothing in the future. 】

Thinking of this, Lin Ping'an finally showed a smile on his face.

He is a modern person, there is no ethnic discrimination, and he will never be hostile to Dolgon and others just because he is a Han, and according to the development of history, the Ming Dynasty will be replaced by the Qing Dynasty sooner or later, and he doesn't want to do anything to change history.

"It's better to be an idle fish, it's better to be an idle fish that doesn't worry about eating and drinking!"

He said to himself in his heart, and instantly felt that the future was bright.

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Two days later, Lin Ping'an and his sister have cleaned up this small courtyard in an orderly manner, during which Lin Ping'an added a lot of daily necessities to the house, and at the same time found someone to repair the entire courtyard.

It's just that Lin Wan'er kept shouting to find her mother, which made Lin Ping'an a little helpless.

By this time, the army had long been dispersed, and the soldiers had returned to their tribes, and searching for a woman in the middle of this vast sea of people was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

After a few more days, Batu came.

As soon as he entered the door, he shouted loudly: "Little sir, the Great Khan has ordered you to enter the Tai Hospital, and we will be colleagues in the future." ”

After finishing speaking, he patted Lin Ping'an on the shoulder.

"Too Hospital?"

Lin Ping'an asked, "How much is it?" ”

Badu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Five taels of silver, enough for the two of you to eat and drink." ”

It's only five taels! Lin Ping'an was suddenly not interested, and muttered:

"That's too little, isn't it?"

Batu was stunned when he heard this, frowned and said:

"Five taels is already a lot, if you hadn't saved Dorgon, with your age, where would you be qualified to enter the Tai Hospital."

"Besides, don't I only get eight taels of silver?"

"Eight taels? Then you gave me so much silver. ”

Lin Ping'an remembered that the bag of broken silver left by Badu was twenty taels, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Batu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "That's not what I gave you." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the courtyard, and then the door of the small courtyard was pushed open.