Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You - Chapter 68: : Refugee camp in Guzang city

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The next day Roche waited all day outside the palace. At present, the largest governor in the Guzang city, Lu Shao, who was sealed as a son by Lu Guang, has never appeared. Roche’s feet, because standing in the snow for too long, gave birth to a circle of frostbite. When it was soaked in hot water at night, itchy and painful, sweating forehead straight. Rubbing **** slices for him distressedly, he still tried to smile and told me it was fine.

As usual, we walked towards the south gate, going to the hillside outside the gate where the victims were most concentrated. The disciples of Hu Yanping and Rosh carried a dozen bags of grain. After today, we can no longer help the disaster. There was only the last five buckets of millet in the storeroom, which I still kept under my strong persistence.

At the gate of the city, something was wrong. The gate was closed, hundreds of soldiers were patrolling, and a notice was posted at the door. Too many people were crowded and could not see the content. I saw someone coming out of the crowd, I quickly approached for advice.

“Alas, for the sake of preventing trouble for the refugees, the gates of the city will be closed from today, and all the refugees in the city will be expelled.” The old man leaned on his cane and shook his head to sigh. “It’s freezing in the cold. Those refugees. But, who cares about them? I don’t know when I will starve to death…”

A cold in my heart must have been ordered by Lu Guangshi’s son Lu Shao. This trick is amazing! Seventy or eighty thousand people, women, children, children, old and young, do you want them to die alive? In grief and indignation, I saw Rosh walking towards the city gate and demanded that they open the door. These soldiers still respected Rosh, but no one dared to open the city gate without permission. I walked over, took Rosh’s sleeve and shook his head at him. He retired with a pale face. There was a cry of wailing behind him, and looking back, hundreds of refugees were driven away and stumbled away.

The heavy gates of the city were pulled open, the suspension bridge was lowered, and the refugees were whipped and pushed out of the gates. The miserable atmosphere made the residents on the other side look over their heads unbearably.

“This donor, don’t you have any pity?” Rosh stepped forward to grab the soldier who was whipping an old woman, and asked in a stern tone.

“Don’t you have a mother? If your mother is tortured like this, can you bear it?”

The soldier froze for a moment and stopped his hand in dismay. I sighed and looked at Rosh. He understood what I meant and nodded heavily. In the present situation, it is useless to use hard things with soldiers or even the officers here. The only thing we can do is to let Lu Shao withdraw this order.

Don’t beware, someone suddenly stuffed something in my hand. When I recovered, I found myself holding a child only one or two years old. The child was wrapped in a stinking burri. His eyes were blind, light as a leaf, and he didn’t even have the strength to cry. I hurriedly searched and saw a young woman among the refugees being pushed and rubbed, turning back and crying at me: “Madam, you are merciful and compassionate, please beg to save my dog.”

I took the child and walked a few steps to catch up with her: “Okay, I’ll help you first. I live on Ximen Street. When you come to Xun, ask Master Kumorosh’s house and you will find it.”

She only cried, looking at the children’s infinite nostalgia, staggering forward. I was stopped at the gate of the city and quickly asked aloud, “What’s your name? I will come to you when the gate is opened again.”

“My name is Qin Su’e, and his father went to the army, called Wei Changxi. We are all people from Liuyuan in Dunhuang…” The woman shouted back and was pushed into the city gate.

The woman looked at the child at last, and cries floated out of the dark gate. I stood on tiptoe and tried to hear her clearly: “If my father and I are dead, please beg your wife and mage to adopt this child…”

The city gate thundered again, shutting her voice off. Weeping and crying from outside the door instantaneously, over the thick city wall, stab our eardrums with a sound. The child in his arms seemed to be awakened at once, his eyes widened, and a small cry. Two small hands grabbed in the air unconsciously, caught my broken hair and sent it to the mouth to bite, and the small mouth vaguely shouted a word: “hungry…”

Turning around and going home, each of us was silent. After returning to the house, Roche told me that he was going to see Lu Shao, let us wait for him at home. I nodded, in fact, I did not hope to persuade Lu Shao to revoke the order. However, I know that Roche will not give up without even trying. I handed over the newly adopted child to Duan Pingting and asked her to find something to feed him first.

I sent Roche to the door and heard the crying again. Hundreds of refugees were searched by soldiers from the streets and alleys and escorted to the city gate.

Hearing such a miserable scream, Rosh’s eyes were red, his fists clenched tightly, and his chest undulated sharply. Then he resolutely stood in the middle of the road outside our house, blocking the group of people.

The snow stopped all morning and began to fall again. The pale snow flakes fell on his old cotton coat and melted into the maroon instantly. He was wearing my hat scarf, standing in the snow for more than ten days, his back standing upright.

I don’t know what he is going to do, but since he has done so, I am his wife, so naturally I have to stand with him. So I stepped on the snow, walked to his side, and together with him, I used my body to block the group of people who looked like ants.

“Mage, Xiaguan is ordered to act, please ask Master not to make Xiaguan embarrassed.” A small leader of the leader stood up and confronted Rosh.

“Donator, where are you going to take them?” Rosh held his hands together in a small voice, respectfully but with a cold voice.

“The prince has orders to drive the migrants out of the city, so as not to disturb them in the city.”

Rosh stared closely at his eyes and deliberately lengthened the tail: “Oh? How does the donor know that they are refugees?”

The man was panicked by Rosh and screamed: “This… Master Mo is going to joke. They have no household registration, nor are they from the city, they are naturally refugees.”

Roche followed and asked, “It was only four months since Liang Wang entered the town of Zangzang. During this period he was betrayed, and he was a waste of time. None of my followers, including those who came with me, had ever had the time to obtain the household registration. Isn’t he a native, is he a refugee?”

“This…” The man was choked, his eyes dared to stare at Roche, and the flames were deflated. “The mage is naturally not. Even if there is no household registration, the mage’s own residence can compare with those in exile?” ”

Roche took a step forward and pressed another sentence: “So, if you have a residence, will you not be a refugee?”

“Should be…” The little boss began to look back, his voice weak.

He glanced at me, and I understood what he meant, and walked over to open our doors.

Roche closed his palms and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: “The donor, they are all guests invited by Roche, and their residence in the city is here.”

The little boss opened his mouth wide and stared at Rosh dumbly. I was distracted by him, and called the group of people into the house. The refugees were all startled, and when they woke up, they swarmed in and squeezed our courtyard all at once.

“This…Mage…. How can this make the lower officials make a difference?” The man was at a loss and was stunned.

I signaled that Hu Yanping inside closed the door, staring calmly outside. Roche came over and stood with me, guarding the door.

During the stalemate, I heard the sound of horseshoes from far to near, and a large group of people came to this side. When the horse approached, it was Lu Shao who was the leader of the world to see Lu Guangli. He had no strengths, just because he was a son-in-law, he got this position. When Lu Guang died, he was forced to kill himself by Lu Zhuan. However, at this time, he had just been established as a prince, just when the spring breeze was proud.

Seeing the people who followed him, I was secretly surprised. The tall man riding on the maroon horse was actually Juquxun. Instead of going to the battlefield with his uncle and cousin, he stayed in Gu Zang.

The little leader saw Lu Shao coming, and in order to clear the relationship, he hurried forward to report the matter to Lu Shao. Lu Shao asked a few words, frowning, jumping off the horse and walking in front of us.

“Master, this son knows the compassion of the master. But these people do not work hard, begging for food every day. How can the surplus food be fed to them in the city? Keeping them in the city, stealing and robbery are always doing evil things. This order of this son, It is also for the residents of the city.”

“Shizi, may I ask the women, children, children, children and children so hungry that they have little power to stand up, and how can they steal and commit robbery?”

He stared at Lu Shao’s eyes, his chin raised, and said angrily: “The sons of the world have not forgotten that the fathers and sons of these refugees have been summoned to rebel for the Liangwang. Shizi does not want to help the disaster, but he will The parents, wives and children of those who are desperately fighting on the battlefield are driven out of the city and left to their own lives. How can the world bear the heart to see the accumulation of corpses?”

“This…” Lu Shao was irritated and raised his whip in his neck. “Mage so defiantly defies the orders of this son, do you want to…”

“Shizi!” Monson interrupted him and jumped off immediately.

He walked over to Lu Shao, bowed his hands to Rosh, and then turned to Lu Shao: “Shi Zi Mo should be anxious. Why not ask the mage whether he can support so many people by himself?”

“Yes.” Rosh calmly replied with a powerful sonorous voice. “Vimozha said that with all sentient beings, it is because of me. If all sentient beings die, I will die. I would like to follow Vermor. Master Jie, if you live for a day, you want them to live too.”

Everyone was silent. The cold wind cut like a knife, raising his somewhat old cotton coat. The snow fluttered faster, and threw himself on him as the cold wind screamed. Rosh held his head high, the cheekbones were frozen to show a bluish purple color, and awe-inspiring air lingered between his brows. He is as holy as a snow lotus, guarding the persistence in his heart.

Lu Shao broke the silence and snorted: “The Master is so dull. These women and children are useless and only use rations. What’s wrong with dying? Now food is the most important thing. The more they die, the more food they consume. Less.”

I was so angry when I heard such a human voice. It is no wonder that this beast is inferior to its own brother. Taking a step forward, I was about to fight back, and my arm was pulled. It was Roche, shaking his head slightly to me. His eyes also contain grief and indignation, but he is more restrained than me.

Meng Xun glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally, coughed, and held Lu Shao round the court: “Si Shi, the Master has said so, anyway, it doesn’t consume the food of Shi Zi’s hands, so why bother? There are still many places to visit. Shizi is about to delay time.”

Lu Shao was a little bit distraught and was pulled back by Monson. Lu Shao mounted the horse, called his men, glared at us, and continued on. Monson also got on the horse. Before turning the horse’s head, I glanced at the silent one who had been standing at the door. I don’t know why, I always think he has a deep sense of my eyes. Until now, I can’t understand what kind of person Monson is. It seems to have helped us today, but I know he will not just be kind.

Having confronted Lu Shao face-to-face, we can no longer persuade him to take back his life. More than two hundred people were taken in, together with other members of our family, a total of more than two hundred and thirty people were under the same roof. That day we had to solve the problem of accommodation. Without extra bedding, Roche and I were supposed to sell the clothes that were supposed to be sold to people in tattered clothes. There are more than a dozen people in each room hitting the floor, and even the kitchen has to sleep at night. The slightly stronger body slept in the corridor outside the house. Even our own room lay in several rows. After all, I could not accept a life without privacy, and pulled a curtain to block it in front of the bed.

Such a high-density refugee camp is definitely not in line with health standards in the modern era. The smell at home is very unpleasant. My biggest concern is infectious diseases. If someone carries a germ, once it breaks out, it cannot be treated in such an environment. Plagues often spread after major disasters, and there are no vaccines or antibiotics in this era. I told Rosh about my worries, and he told me not to be afraid. Spring and autumn are the seasons for plague infections. It is winter now, and they are so cold that they will not be infected. After the winter is over, it is spring and we think of other ways. Even so, I took the women to wash all the washable clothes, and clean up all the places that can be cleaned.

Now that we are not allowed to leave the city, we cannot go outside the city to collect firewood, only the remaining firewood in the warehouse is supported. In order to save wood, we only fire when cooking. Although so many people are crowded together, it still can’t keep the house warm. There are more than a dozen bags of grain in the warehouse. I let Hu Yanping live with Murong’s family. Hu Yanping understood what I meant, holding the key of the warehouse every day, and stepping away would lock the door. I am not distrusting the refugees, but I am worried that under extreme hunger, people will do things that they would not normally do. But these foods can’t be eaten by so many people for ten days. After ten days, what shall we do? The winter will end at least a month.

We tried every means to sell everything that could be sold. His books, the lion jade that Bai Zhen gave me, and the gold bracelet that Queen Qizi gave were all sold. I was hesitating whether to take out my modern tools, but Rosh denied it. He didn’t want to expose my identity. I secretly took a sketchbook and pencil to sell, but no one was interested. There are too many people who resell property. These things are not as good as gold and silver utensils. No one spends money on Kiki’s writing instruments. I watched these things from more than 1,600 years ago smile bitterly, and they were really useless during the famine.

No matter how thin the porridge we drink, after ten days, those grains are about to run out. Every time you finish drinking porridge, you have to add some water and drink it again, you can’t waste a little bit. When I first saw someone licking the bottom of the bowl, I found it unbearable. However, I was half hungry for several days in a row, and even I licked the bottom of the bowl with the same person. Every time I get the porridge and don’t drink it, I can hear all the cells in the body mobilizing and clamoring, and it seems that there are tens of thousands of small hands in the throat. I was hungry at night and could only rely on drinking water to press. After only a short while, the rising sensation of water passed, and the stomach began to wriggle repeatedly until he fell asleep.

Roche began to take his disciples to the streets to beg for food every day, and he prayed along the door. I have a deep-rooted notion that the Han people believe that begging is stepping on self-esteem and cannot accept such food. He did not care, and told me that he was Picchu, that is the meaning of a beggar-to beg for Dharma, to beg for food. This is how the Buddha dressed in a bowl every day and went to the Acropolis to beg for food. Seeing the small amount of food he and his disciples brought back every day, I was always sad. I have left the begging food to the most sick and weak. No matter how hungry, I can’t bear to touch.

The refugees also wanted to go out and beg, but Roche dissuaded them. Once they leave this gate, they will be driven out of the city. Only Rosh and his disciples, because of their identity as monks, can still get at least respect. When someone dies in the city, Roche will also send disciples to read the Sutra, and often get a few buns. And his disciples have the same noble character as him. No matter how hungry you are, you will never eat alone. Even if you only get a bun, you will be brought back to share with you.

“Master! Master!”

Roche and I are rearranging berths, hoping to squeeze out more space so that people who sleep outside can also enter the house. Wen Yan looked up and saw that they were three of Roche’s disciples. Today, they went to the old wife of the super-departure of the royal family of Chengdong. They carefully took out the handkerchief bag from their arms and gave it to me. When they opened it, they saw a few blackened heads.

“Master, I heard at the funeral of the old lady of the Wang family…” Pan Yetaro, 18, hesitated and looked at us.

“What happened?” Rosh asked the probe.

“Originally, if there were bereavements in the city, they could all be sent outside the city for burial. But the Wangs didn’t dare to send the old lady out of the city, and would rather be buried in their yard.”

I asked in doubt: “Why is this?”

He couldn’t bear the look on his young face and said softly, “I heard that the new body will be excavated as soon as it is buried.”

I yelled and immediately covered my mouth. He heard Panjetro hesitating and said, “The hungry people outside the city are already eating death…”

Rosh closed his eyes halfway and couldn’t bear to listen again. Tighten between eyebrows. After a while, a faint sigh came.

In the coldest time, water dripping into ice, and late night can hear the wailing before the near death. With a bang, if the needle stuck in the apex of the heart, the atrium trembled with the scream. Thinking of Panjetaro’s words, it was as if seeing the beast-like eyes flashing around, waiting for the last breath of the dying person to fall. Hunger deprives humanity, leaving only the instinct of animals. What a dark age this is, what a state of existence this is!

All night weeping one after another, I couldn’t help shaking, staring at the dawn. The person beside him, encircling me with his arms, also shuddered. I pillowed his arm and thought, it is a blessing to be able to fall asleep. When I fell asleep, I could not hear the cry of tearing the nerves and the sound of my stomach crawling empty. After listening for a few nights and sleeping for a few nights, I finally learned to let myself fall asleep in the wail of death.

He took me to a small alley outside the house to see if there was no one around him, and raised my frostbite-ridden hand to the mouth and held the heater. After a while, let go of my hand and touched my face, lingering on my face, eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.

I was surprised to ask, to see him take a deep breath, seems to have made a major determination: “Ai Qing, you go back.”

Startled in my heart, he almost jumped: “You, where do you want me to go back?”

“Go back to your own time, don’t go hungry with Roche anymore.” He breathed a sigh of white gas and grinned.

“No, I won’t go back!” I shouted and immediately covered his mouth. His hands were also cold, and the purple frostbite on his back was swollen in several places.

He was close to my ear, and a soft voice sounded: “Listen to me, you go back first, and then come back after the famine.”

He thought that my coming and going was just traveling, how did he know the price I had to pay for crossing! Tears burst out, his mouth still covered by him, and he could only shake his head desperately. He put his hands on his waist and fell into his arms and wept.

“Ai Qing, it’s not life and death, why should you be so sad?” He hugged me tenderly and smoothed the messy hair of my temples.

I buried my head in his arms, he was too thin, and the bones on his shoulders panicked. “Rosh, I can’t go! If you go, it’s hard to come back…”

“Why? Didn’t you say that there is a device that will allow you to reach any age in Roche?”

He lifted my shoulders, and his eyes shot deep into my heart: “Ai Qing, do you have anything to hide from me?”

Sad in my heart, there seemed to be ice flowing in the blood all over my body. Still not daring to tell him the real reason, he said with a whisper: “This… this machine is only an experimental stage. For thousands of years, a long river may make me cross again and miss you.”

Pulling his arm, he eagerly looked at his clear eyebrows, and his mouth shuddered: “So I can’t take this risk, I can’t be separated from you. Believe me, we will get through it, we will.”

He sighed and kissed my tears with soft lips, embracing me in his arms. A low sigh came over his head: “How can Rosh be willing…”

Looking up at the sky in his arms. Sorrowful clouds covered the snow again. The originally white snow flakes, lined in the gray sky, were actually dead gray, and fell mercilessly on his thin shoulders. Under this world, in addition to the embrace in front of you, there is nowhere else to get warm…