Dream Hua Embers Records

The dark brown decoction is steaming in a large black glazed bowl.

"I won't drink it! Take it away!" Luanfu Diji's complexion was pale and sallow, like a piece of grave paper.

"Why don't you drink?" Dai Zihe entered through the curtain.

"I want to die, can't I?" Diji Luanfu bit her lip and said bitterly, those two thin red lips were completely bloodless.

"Why?" Dai Zihe chased after him.

"I endured humiliation and lived to this day just for revenge! Although I haven't killed all my enemies now, that old thief is both the coach and the prince. I, a woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, can exchange my life with him. It's worth it... Now that I'm not healthy anymore, I don't have the capital to turn all living beings upside down, and I can't take revenge anymore, it's better to die clean..."

The little servant girl who was holding the medicine at the side was an old man from Daliang. Hearing this, she secretly shed tears.

"No! As long as you take the medicine well, you can recover from this disease, and you must not have such thoughts of committing suicide." Dai Zihe shook his head.

"Deputy envoy Dai, you are too lenient in your management!" Luanfu Diji actually used Dai Zihe's official title in Zhao State, the meaning couldn't be more obvious. It is really overstepping if a minister dares to control the eldest princess.

"I don't care if you are a noble person or a golden branch and jade leaf, as long as you are my patient, I will take care of you!" Dai Zihe also got angry.

"Mr. Dai, you don't have to worry about her." Yan Qihao walked in from outside the tent.

Seeing that it was Yan Qihao, Luanfu Emperor Ji turned her head in disgust and closed her eyes.

"Why?" Dai Zihe asked.

"According to the old customs of Dayuan, when a prince dies, concubines down to concubine concubines, who have nothing to give away, should be buried."

"What kind of rule is this?!" Dai Zihe's eyes widened, "It's been nearly a thousand years since we abolished the habit of burial in Han, and even Xixia Shiwei doesn't have this rule."

Yan Qihao shook his head, "You do as the Romans do, and you are banned from entering the country. Mr. Dai doesn't know this truth, does he?"

Just as Dai Zihe was about to speak, he heard the little servant girl scream, "Princess!"

The two hurriedly turned their heads to look, and saw a golden hairpin inserted into Luanfu Diji's chest, blood seeped out, dyeing a large area of ​​her chest red.

"Oh... let me be buried for that old thief? Don't even think about it! Do you know... that old thief was poisoned to death by me, you'd better bury me with him, so that I can continue to toss in the ground He! Haha..." After Luanfu Diji finished speaking, she tilted her head and remained silent.

Yan Qihao was surprised when he heard the words and stayed there.

"Did Uncle Wang really die from poisoning?" After a long time, Yan Qihao asked.

Dai Zihe shook his head, "She just gave him goose meat."

Yan Qihao frowned and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and swallowed it back.

As a doctor, Dai Zihe has long been used to seeing death, and some of them committed suicide because they didn't want to endure the pain or burden their families. But today's situation makes Dai Zihe don't know what to say.

The two were silent for a long time before Yan Qihao said slowly, "Can Mr. Dai please leave immediately to heal the dog?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and then it rained like pouring down.Seeing that it was getting late and it was raining so heavily, Yan Qihao held back the anxiety and worry in his heart, so he had no choice but to say, "Let's start again when the rain stops tomorrow morning."

The rain was still falling between the sky and the earth, it fell on the naked female corpse, and it also fell on Yan Yin's umbrella. Around the umbrella, a small circular rain curtain formed, wrapping Yan Yin tightly, protected.

Yan Yin turned the handle of the umbrella upside down and poked the ground with the tip of the umbrella.It was just spring, and the surface layer of the permafrost melted, mixed with rainwater, and turned into a soft muddy layer, while the lower layer had not yet thawed and was as hard as ice, making it difficult for adults with pickaxes to dig.

Yan Yin pondered for a moment, then started to run wildly. He rushed to his carriage, tore off a piece of watch satin that was bedding on the carriage, and hurried back again.It was a damask silk, extremely light and thin, and did not absorb water. It fluttered and danced behind Yan Yin, like a flowing, gorgeous painting.

Yan Yin came to the female corpse, squatted down, and hurriedly wrapped the silk around her body.The female corpse was so heavy that Yan Yin couldn't lift it at all, so she had to wrap the silky silk around the female corpse in a zigzag shape, and the turning point was stuffed under the female corpse's body. In a short while, the female corpse was wrapped into a flowery cocoon.

"I can't let you go underground like this, it'll be cold..." Yan Yin muttered, thinking, Zhao Guo and Yuan Guo's funerals are different, the ashes of Yuan Guo people are always buried in the ground after cremation, while Zhao Guo's corpse is buried in the ground, But this soil can't be dug up at all, so... it can be regarded as burying her, right?Yan Yin thought about seeing Kang Mao and Zhu'er take off their clothes to cover up their relatives that day, and felt that it was right for her to do so.Thinking of Zhu'er, Yan Yin felt a pain in her heart, it wasn't hatred or resentment, it was just that for no reason, her heart sank, she felt empty...

In this way, Yan Yin later found the second and third naked corpses. Seeing the horrific scars on the corpses, it was not difficult to guess what happened to them before they were alive, but she couldn't bear to guess what happened to them before they were alive. What.

Yan Yin is like a moth running around, making cocoons for those withered flowery beings in the rain, hoping that they can escape the sea of ​​suffering and rise up.

Yan Yin had just wrapped up the fourth person when she heard a groan, and that person unexpectedly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're not dead?! Great, really great!" Yan Yin cried with joy.

"Little sister, you... who are you?" the woman asked weakly.

Yan Yin is still young, and has not shaved her hair. Her long hair was wet on her shoulders by the rain, and her face is very pretty. It is not surprising that the woman recognized him as a girl in a trance.

Yan Yin didn't want to get entangled in these trivial matters, so she followed her words and replied, "My name is Yan Yin."

"Yan Yin, what a good name... Is it the prince, the concubine of the county prince's family?"

Yan Yin nodded, and said again, "You wait, I'll find someone to rescue you."

"Don't!" The woman screamed, and with some strength, she grabbed Yan Yin's sleeve, "Don't...they are all bad guys, don't look for them, they will hurt you!"

Yan Yin nodded, and leaned the umbrella forward, tightly covering the woman's upper body, but the wound on her back was completely exposed to the rain, "What's going on here? You...why are you Has it become like this?"

"Disgrace from time to time... Humiliation from time to time...His Royal Highness's warning is correct, but unfortunately we didn't listen to him..." The woman gasped for a moment, then continued, "When I first started traveling north, every night Well, those dog tartars even set up tents for us to rest, and later they found it too troublesome, so they let us sleep in the car. There is only a small space in the car, and everyone can only sit and sleep, but it’s okay , squeezed together, it doesn't feel cold..."

Yan Yin listened quietly, thinking that they didn't have to rest well at night, no wonder so many people died along the way...

The author has something to say: On the eighth day of the first lunar month, in Cixiangzhou, all the tribute women under Guxin's custody rode in an ox cart, with two carts.At night, the palace relatives and nobles were stationed in the car, and the folk cars were stationed outside, and the captive soldiers lived in tents, and people surrounded the outside.It rained for days, and the vehicles leaked, and those who took shelter from the rain and captured the soldiers' tents died of shock. ——Jingkang Barnyard Historical Notes Evidence