A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan really didn't expect that he would see the scene of people being burned to death with torches in his lifetime. After thinking for a while, he finally sighed and said solemnly: "Let's go and see it too."

From the mouth of the man just now, he has already learned that the man who was burned to death this time was charged as a "bastard".

If the other party really did something harmful, Song Qinghan would probably not say anything, but if the other party is innocent...

Song Qinghan clenched his fists and asked himself, he couldn't watch this kind of "cannibalism" without saying a word.

Even Copernicus was burned to death because he put forward the "Earth Center Theory". Is he going to be wiped out of the world just because he is of mixed race now?

Seeing him stepping forward, Lu Sen suddenly stopped him and said, "My lord, let's not go, the scene is not good, it will stain your eyes."

Song Qinghan paused, looked back at Lu Sen, did not miss the struggle in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "What? I don't worry about dirtying my eyes, what do you have to worry about?"

Lu Sen opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. What could he say?Said that he had experienced similar things back then, so he didn't want to see this cruel torture again?

If he really said that, I'm afraid Song Qinghan will ask him to return the reward immediately, right?

After feeling the heavy weight of silver in his arms, he finally summoned up his courage and said in a deep voice, "Okay! Please, my lord!"

Seeing him taking a few deep breaths and striding forward, Song Qinghan's eyes became strange, and he suddenly said behind him: "If you don't want to go, you can tell me the reason, I am not Those who wait for unkind people."

In fact, he was more curious about what Lu Sen had experienced than watching people burn people with torches, because he intuitively felt that the matter was not simple.

Lu Sen's footsteps stopped, he turned around and smiled, the expression on his face had returned to calm, he waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, young master, don't worry, I'm just a little timid occasionally, it's okay!"

Song Qinghan shrugged and didn't ask any more questions, because he had already seen that this matter was buried deeply in Lu Sen's heart, so he would not easily mention it to anyone unless he was stimulated by a specific event. Can it act as a catalyst...

When they came to the end of the village, the villagers had basically arrived, and the crowd was turbulent, much scarier than going to the market.

In the middle of the crowd, a two-meter-square wooden shelf was piled up, and above the shelf was the "bastard" they called.

Fortunately, Song Qinghan's eyes are better, otherwise he might not be able to see the appearance of that mixed-race child clearly through so many people.

After looking up and down at the mixed-race boy, he said thoughtfully: "High nose bridge, deep eye sockets, curly hair, tall...it's almost like a Westerner."

Lu Sen's ears were sharp, and he heard Song Qinghan's self-talking words in his ears, and agreed: "Young master is right, these are the characteristics of barbarians. In fact, the most typical one is the color of the eyes, but it can Those who were released by them as spies generally don’t have this problem, otherwise if you walk down the street with a pair of green eyes, wouldn’t it be fair to say that you are a spy?”

Green eyes... Song Qinghan nodded, a little more certain about his guess.

While they were looking at the mixed-race boy, an old man with a white beard in the middle of the field suddenly cleared his throat and said loudly: "Everyone is here, we can start! Everyone must know why I called everyone here Since this is the case, let’s stop talking nonsense and let’s hold the ceremony directly!”

Seeing that the old man was about to light the torch after saying this sentence, Song Qinghan was startled and couldn't help but say: "Wait! We don't know why!"

His words seemed particularly abrupt in the silent atmosphere, but when everyone wanted to find the speaker, they couldn't be sure who spoke.

The old man suppressed his inner dissatisfaction, walked to the side of the half-breed boy with a serious face, pointed to his face and said, "Three days ago, this man threatened Mr. Fang with the intention of sneaking into our village. I happened to pass by Mr. Fang's yard." , Seeing that he didn't look right, I sent someone to take him down, but I didn't expect this kid to see through my purpose and dealt with us in the village for two full days and two nights, and we didn't completely subdue him until today!"

After speaking this passage, he felt that he had explained clearly enough, picked up the torch, and prepared to light the fire again.

However, Song Qinghan seemed to be deliberately against him, and suddenly shouted: "How did he threaten Mr. Fang? Mr. Fang has nothing worth plotting!"

Although he didn't know if Grandpa Fang had anything worth plotting, he also knew that an old man who could be called Grandpa and lived in such a poor village really had nothing worth plotting.

The white-bearded old man shook his hands in anger, and smashed the torch directly on the ground. He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the source of the sound, but unfortunately, he saw countless blank faces, and he couldn't identify who started it. mouth?

Song Qinghan is very clear that saying such provocative words at this time will inevitably become the target of public criticism. It would be fine if he was the only one, but he still has Hualien and Lu Sen with him, so even for them, he will Try to disguise so that others won't notice his strangeness.

Seeing the commotion in the crowd getting louder, the old man with the white beard cleared his throat again, and said in a deep voice, "Grandpa Fang has nothing to plot, but as long as he sneaks into our village, he will steal us away without anyone noticing." Get rid of those people, and when the time comes, all the people of Qingmu Kingdom will be harmed!"

His impassioned tone instantly ignited the atmosphere at the scene. For a moment, everyone seemed to be infected, and shouted loudly: "Burn! Burn! Burn!"

Song Qinghan frowned, looking at the missionary-like scene in front of him, he couldn't make up his mind for a while, whether to continue making trouble, or to protect himself and pretend that nothing happened just now?

He glanced at Hualien and Lu Sen inadvertently, and saw that they were not shouting meaningless slogans at the top of their lungs like the others, but with a look of sadness on their brows. He roughly understood their position, and he was sure, continue He said: "What if he doesn't intend to do that? If he just arrived here by accident and will leave soon, what is your reason for killing him?"

This time, upon hearing his voice, the white-bearded old man quickly raised his head and looked in his direction. When he saw the calm appearance of the three of them, his eyes sharpened, and he immediately locked his target on them.

"It seems that we have some uninvited guests here. If the three of you are here to watch the excitement, we welcome them, but if you come to make trouble, you can still pretend to be a man on the shelf."

As he spoke, he tapped the solid wooden frame with the torch, and the loud sound seemed to send a dangerous signal to Song Qinghan and the others.

Seeing that the villagers turned their heads and looked at them curiously after hearing the old man's words, Song Qinghan chuckled lightly and said calmly: "To be honest, we came here from the capital with Princess Hening not long ago. Therefore, there are indeed some unclear points about some customs, so I want to ask clearly, so that I can go back and report it to the princess, if this action offends, please forgive me."

He didn't use He Ning's name to frighten the old man, but if he didn't show some deterrence, I'm afraid these people could really do something to tie them up.

Sure enough, when he heard the word "Princess Lord", fear flashed in the eyes of the old man with white beard. After pondering for a moment, he said slowly: "Since you don't know the customs here, then read more and talk less, after all Not everyone is as kind as we are."

After saying this, he paused, and continued: "Even if this person is only passing through here, it will not change the result, because all those who have barbarian blood on their body should be damned! Once the heart is soft, the resulting It will be an irreversible result! It is worth it to exchange one life for the lives of the whole village!"

Song Qinghan's heart tightened. Seeing him resolutely lit the torch, he pursed his lips, as if he wanted to stop him.

"Hey, village head, I wonder if you can listen to an old man like me?"

A somewhat old voice suddenly sounded in the center of the arena. Song Qinghan looked intently, and saw a trembling old man, supported by people around him, slowly moving to the white-bearded old man and bowing respectfully.

The white-bearded old man seemed not expecting the old man to come out at this time, and frowned, "Grandpa Fang, what's wrong?"

Hearing this address, Song Qinghan's eyes flashed with clarity.

It turned out that this was Grandpa Fang who was "hijacked" by the mixed-race man, but looking at his frown, it seemed that there was something else going on.

Grandpa Fang sighed heavily, looked up at the half-blood who was dying on the shelf, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and said slowly: "Village Chief, he was indeed the one who saved me at that time, if he hadn't helped me get better Medicine, carry me back home, I’m afraid my old bones have already been fed to wolves in the woods!"

It was obvious that the village chief had already heard such a statement, so his expression didn't change much, and he said in a tone without ups and downs: "I told you too, this must be his trick, the treachery of the barbarians, you As an old man in the village, don't you still know?"

The village chief's affirmative tone caused Grandpa Fang to hesitate, but when his eyes met the eyes of the half-breed boy, he finally braced himself and said affirmatively, "He is a good boy, and there is something like that in his body. The blood was not what he wanted. The reason why I stood up was not to ask the village chief to let him go, but to hope that the village chief could give him a sigh of relief. It’s okay to poke blind, just take a breath.”

"This request, shouldn't it be too much?"