The Ninety-Nine Bowl of Soup Damn (1)

"Brother, thank you! I don't feel any more pain!"

The little boy was skinny and bone-skinned, making his face look bigger and bigger. His skin was sallow and he looked very unhealthy, but what was even more terrifying was that his left arm was only half left. He was very small and was particularly thin, so his actual age should be younger than his real age. At this moment, he raised his face and smiled at a boy in white, as if the physical incompleteness did not make him very pessimistic. "I can go home! Thank you brother!"

Qinghuan bent down and touched his hair. The hair was dry, braised and sparse, and it was obviously caused by long-term malnutrition. She smiled slightly: "Be careful, don't be deceived again."

"I understand!" The little boy nodded vigorously. He would definitely be careful and would never be caught again!

Qing Huan watched the little boy go away, turned back to the shack built in a hurry, and continued to treat the next patient. The little boy was met by accident. When she met him, he was tied to a tree by several adult men, and half of his arm had been chopped off and threw it into the boiling pot. The little boy fainted in pain, but the group of men stared at his remaining body in a daze--thin way is a little thinner, and he can eat it. Having bones is better than eating grass roots and bark, right?

They were almost starving to death! The livestock at home slaughtered the dried fur and cooked them all and ate them. If they didn't eat anything, they would really die! These people are gangsters who live in Xicheng on weekdays. They snatched and stole the food from their own houses. Now everyone is hungry, and they have no choice but to think of cheating a child and killing them. The Hu people came to the winter. Now that winter has just passed, there is nothing in the field. What else can they eat without eating people?

Qinghuan rescued the little boy, but could only stop his injuries. The little boy came out to find food. His parents were starved to death at home, and a younger brother and sister wanted him to take care of him. The younger brother and sister were so hungry that he had to come out to find food. On the way, he met those people who knew there was wild vegetables in a place. The little boy was tempted, so he went with him. But he didn't know the wild vegetables that were not good at all, but he almost turned into a meal on the plate.

Qinghuan saved him and gave him a few more steamed buns. He carefully put them in his arms. The injury had not healed yet, but he was worried that his younger brother and sister were already in a hurry to go back. How could it not hurt? He just put medicine on him to stop bleeding and didn't have time to do anything else.

If this place continues to be barren like this, there will only be more people who cannibalize people.

The Western Xinjiang, located in the border of the Zhou Dynasty, was the most backward, poorest and most difficult place for the entire Zhou Dynasty to survive. Only the exiled people would come here. The people living here, because the land is not suitable for growing food, and the Hu people come to burn, kill and loot from time to time, their lives were very difficult, and it also led to the sharp decline in the number of women, because the Hu people not only robbed silver and food, but also robbed women.

Although it sounds bad to say it, in Western Xinjiang, there have been gradually happening with the incident of sharing a wife. Every winter just after the first spring comes, it is the most difficult to bear. There is no food at home. I tighten my belt and endure it for a winter. I ate all the tender leaves that have just sprouted in spring, but I still can’t eat enough. Western Xinjiang has a large population, so how can I live?

This is a very bad place. Xicheng is a major city in Xijiang, so the situation is slightly better. It is popular in other places, and it only happens here occasionally. When Qinghuan appeared in Xicheng, no one had any idea.

A beautiful boy with tender skin is so tempting. Although he doesn't seem to have anything on him, just looking at him makes people feel that he is very rich and... delicious.

However, this situation was improved after all the people who went to grab were interrupted and their hands were thrown out. Not only that, she also built a shack to treat people. She had been malnourished for a long time and many people in the city were sick. As long as people who had never eaten or done bad things to ask for help, she would help, and even get some food and medicine from her.

There are long queues outside the shack every day, very long, and you can't see the head at first glance.

Qinghuan turned around and went into the shack and found two more people inside, both wearing the armor of the Western Army. When she saw her, she knelt down: "Young Master! Please help me!"

She tilted her head: "Whose life will be saved?"

"Our master is in danger. All the doctors who can be hired in the city are invited, but they are helpless. I heard that the young master is rejuvenated, so we come here to ask for your help!"

The two knelt down directly, and kowtowed Qinghuan three times. The ground was hard and they didn't feel any pain. Qinghuan reached out and helped them up: "No need to be polite. Wherever the person is, you can take me."

She spoke gentlely, not arrogant at all, but was very pure and kind, which made both of them very grateful. They hurriedly took Qinghuan out, but found that their horses were gone! Qinghuan was not surprised: "Stop looking for it, I guess I was taken away and killed and eaten."

The horse was not important at this time, what was important was the prince's life! When the two of them gathered together, they looked at each other and raised one arm of Qinghuan at the same time, and immediately flew over the eaves and walls. Qinghuan enjoyed a human flight, and the taste was indescribable.

The wind blew all the way, and Qinghuan was very glad that she was dressed as a man and her hair was tied up high, otherwise the strong wind would have to blow her into a madman.

She didn't even enter through the main entrance. The two men in armor flew her directly from the roof and kicked open the door. There were two elderly old men inside. Seeing that they had brought people back, they quickly got up from the bed and asked, "How is it? Is this guy brought it? Is this young man?"

Qinghuan has only been here for two or three days. After she stood still, she politely patted the dust stained on her body and looked at the young man lying on the bed.

He had a handsome face, but because of excessive blood loss, his face looked extremely pale. His closed eyes told Qinghuan that his condition was not good now. So she first gave a light salute to the two old men, and sat in front of the bed and took the young man's pulse.

The four people looked at her nervously.

After a moment, she smiled: "It's okay, there is no worries about life. I will protect his heart and lungs. I will get better in a few days." As she said that, she took out the brocade box and opened it and revealed two rows of golden needles of varying lengths.

Seeing that she was about to pierce the needle into the prince's heart, the old man became nervous and was about to stop him, but was pulled by the young armored soldier: "Two elders, we have no choice now. Let's treat the dead horse as a living horse. The doctors in the city said that the prince was too seriously injured and could not be saved. The young master said he could save him, so what if we believe it?"

When the two old men heard this, they stared at Qinghuan even more nervously, watching her stabbing the prince in the chest with the golden needle, and even a few needles on the top of her head and temples. They almost cried out, but soon they discovered that a miracle happened! Because the weapon was poisonous, the wound that had been bleeding profusely stopped the bleeding! Before this, they had used a lot of gold-invasion medicines, and if they continued to bleed like this, the prince would really not be able to do it!

Now they had trust in Qinghuan. When she prescribed the prescription and told them to make four bowls of water into one bowl, the two young soldiers immediately responded, then quickly took the prescription and went to the warehouse to find medicine. As for the remaining two old men, they knelt down to Qinghuan: "Thank you! Thank you! You saved our Dazhou, you saved our Dazhou!"

Qinghuan blinked and helped the two elders up: "The young son is young and rude, aren't you going to kneel down and kill the young son? Please get up quickly."

Once this person gets older, he is prone to excitement. The old man's tears fall down. They really think that everything is over! If the prince dies, they will really have nothing!

Taking advantage of the time of decoction, they briefly told Qinghuan about the matter and asked her to stay in the mansion to prevent the prince from getting worse. After all, no one except her could cure such injuries.

The one lying on the bed is the current emperor's nephew, former emperor's eldest grandson, Song Jin, who is now named King of Xijiang.

His biological father was the former crown prince. Unfortunately, he was weak and sick. He died at a young age. The late emperor was very sad and appointed his son Song Jin as the eldest grandson of the emperor. However, half a year ago, the late emperor passed away and a mutiny occurred in the court. The third son of the late emperor rushed to the palace before the late emperor passed away and told the late emperor in the world to pass the throne to him.

Everyone knows whether it is true or not, but after so many years of planning, the third prince has always pretended to be perfect, and even the late emperor has not seen it. In addition, the late emperor is so ill that he died without paving the way for the emperor Changsun. This is really strange.

But no matter what, the third prince had ascended the throne and became emperor. The first thing he did after ascending the throne was to grant his former emperor's eldest grandson the King of Xijiang and rush to Xijiang to choose a day.

What is the difference between this and exile? Even if the Great Zhou was exiled, few people were exiled to Western Xinjiang, let alone the emperor's title of "King of Xijiang"! Who can be the king in this area of ​​Xijiang? It is fake to give Song Jin a title, but it is true to try to kill him on the way. They have experienced many ambushing and plotting along the way, and disguised themselves against many occasions on the way, but they still encountered assassination in front of Xijiang. Song Jin was hit by a poisonous arrow in his chest. Although he was lucky enough to pull it out but he was not dead, he was resuscited by the strange medicine given by the late emperor. There was only one strange medicine, which ensured that Song Jin was still alive, but the wound could not stop bleeding. The doctors in Xijiang said they were helpless when they came. They accidentally heard that someone was visiting a free medical treatment in Xicheng. Then, with the idea of ​​luck, they sent the best two behind him to pick up Qinghuan.

The King of Xijiang cannot die. If he dies, he will be sorry for the painstaking efforts of the previous emperor and the old ministers who followed him through mountains and rivers. They refused to be loyal to the new emperor, so the new emperor exiled them together, thinking that their old bones would die on the road, but unfortunately they held on.
Chapter completed!