The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty - Chapter 271

After Yun Yan returned to the palace, the little tiger was still crying, his throat was already dumb, and Yun Yan looked very distressed.

A group of people around the little tiger could not coax him to be quiet. The child was already stubborn. After being trafficked, the traffickers could not stop him from crying.

The little tiger’s teary eyes were dim, and he saw Yun Yanhui’s figure, pushed aside the crowd, rushed over, and drilled into his arms.

Yun Yan squatted back and hugged the little tiger, feeling his arms tightly around his neck, and lovingly wiped his tears, “Hey, tell me, what’s the matter?”

Perhaps only Yun Yan’s words could make him listen. The little tiger’s cries weakened, and he choked and told Yun Yan back: “My father…my father is sick, and he is going to die.” He grabbed Yun Yan back. The skirt said, “Brother Yan, I miss my dad…”

“Then let’s go back and see Daddy, OK? But why don’t you cry first, or you don’t have the strength to walk?” Yun Yan took the towel from the waiter’s hand and wiped the little tiger’s face, looking at him though I still smoked, but I stopped crying.

The little tiger was tired from crying, and gradually fell asleep in Yun Yan’s arms.

A servant complained: “The Miao who reported the letter was so reckless. He even directly told Shi Xiaolang of his father’s condition, which caused Shi Xiaolang to cry and couldn’t stop crying.”

The official allowed this person to report the letter to the little tiger, but he didn’t expect that this person would tell his little master about his illness so straightforwardly. The little tiger cried so loudly that they were also scolded by the imperial concubine. If Yun Yan hadn’t come in in time, he wouldn’t know what to do.

Yun Yan couldn’t stay long when he returned, holding the little tiger and begging to see Renzong.

Renzong knew about this a long time ago, and he felt sorry for the unlucky little tiger family in his heart. Seeing that the little tiger fell asleep in Yunyan Hui’s arms, he asked someone to pick it up and put it on the wooden couch aside.

“In that case, it is true that Shi Gaobi should be asked to return to his hometown as soon as possible, in order to fulfill his filial piety. Please allocate some medicinal materials and transfer an imperial doctor from the Imperial Medical Bureau to accompany him.”

Although it is said that the father stone is going to be dying, and the little tiger will probably see the last time when he goes back, they still have to do some symbolic work.

“I don’t know what kind of illness my uncle is?” Yun Yan asked back with a glimmer of hope. He doesn’t understand medicine, but he knows that many small diseases in modern times can now kill. In case the disease of little tiger and his father is only ordinary in modern times. Disease, and he happens to have an impression, how to treat it?

Renzong: “The miasma enters the body, and all medicines are useless.”

Yun Yanhui was very disappointed, he didn’t understand this illness at all. Moreover, there are many miasma in the mountainous area, and the local residents may know how to treat it better. The little tiger’s mother is a local witch who also manages the disease, but she has not been cured.

Renzong groaned: “I’m afraid it will be fast, day and night, I will order someone to **** him back to his hometown.” Renzong thought for a moment and decided to call Zhou Huilin in charge.

Yun Yan returned to know that Zhou Huilin was pretty reliable, and felt a little relieved.

After the little tiger woke up, Renzong told him happily that he would be asked to accompany him back to see his father, so he could set off immediately.

The little tiger hugged Yun Yanhui’s arm tightly, and he didn’t want to get up.

“Still sleepy? Is it okay to sleep in the car?” Yun Yan retorted.

The little tiger shook his head vigorously, put his head on Yun Yan’s shoulder, and whimpered: “I want Brother Yan…”

In Tokyo Little Tiger, the one he trusts most is Yun Yan’s return. Now that he knows the news suddenly, he is scared in his heart, and he is even more reluctant to leave Yunyan to return, just like when he had just been rescued, he did not want to leave Yunyan for a moment. Back.

Yun Yan stayed back for a while, and then reacted. It only took a moment to make up his mind, begging Renzong to allow him to accompany him and send the little tiger back to Guangnan.

Renzong only asked: “The road from Tokyo to Guizhou is far away, and the mountain roads are difficult. Are you sure you want to go?”

Yun Yan nodded firmly, “I go back and clean up a little bit, and then I can set off immediately. When I’m away, I will write a letter to make arrangements for the affairs at hand.”

Renzong knew that the two of them had a good relationship, and that Yun Yan could accompany him and comfort the little tiger, so he nodded: “It’s about time.”

So, at this critical moment, Zhou Huilin, the imperial physician, and Yun Yan returned to them, each packed their things, assembled and set off for Guangnan Road.

Because the incident happened suddenly, Yun Yan only had time to talk to Zheng Ping. Zheng Ping also understood very well that this was not the first time he had been on a business trip, so he just told him to be careful on the way. Others didn’t have time to inform, and they didn’t know that he was no longer in Beijing until he was hundreds of miles away.

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Because there are old (imperial doctor), weak (Yunyanhui), and young (little tiger), even if the guards of Zhou Huilin and the little tiger are strong, they can’t ride the horses, so they can only drive the carriage as fast as possible and set up one more horse. Horses are changed every time they arrive at the inn.

The carriage was very bumpy, because it was working day and night, except for the necessary rest, almost all on it. It was not good at all. After a few days, Yun Yan would be better when he was younger. The imperial doctor surnamed Wang was already out of breath. Angry.

After finally arriving in Guizhou, it’s not over yet. Because the little tiger’s family is deep in the mountains, he can’t get on the carriage and the horse can’t run, so he basically relies on walking.

Little Tiger didn’t know what was going on with his father, so everyone didn’t want to delay, and he didn’t have time to rest, so he immediately went into the mountain again.

Previously, Zhou Huilin was in charge, and when he arrived in the mountains, it was the little tiger’s guards who led the way. They were all local Hmong people and knew the road.

No, there is no “road” in this mountain.

The little tiger was carried by his guards in turn during the whole process, Zhou Huilin supported the Royal Doctor Wang, and Zhou Huilin was surprised that he usually saw Yunyan palindrome weak and unable to bind the chicken, relying on others to do thugs. But in this case, I didn’t even say a word of bitterness.

Yun Yanhui hadn’t walked such a mountain road for a long time, but it wasn’t that he hadn’t walked. Before he crossed, it was not something that happened in the mountains. It was a common occurrence to shoot material in various deep mountains.

Although it hasn’t been hard for a long time, Yun Yan will never lack a strong will, how could he lose the chain like this.

The temperature in the mountains is low, the valleys are full of clouds and mists, and the forests are full of insects and beasts. However, among the people present, the Miao people have secret medicine to repel worms, which is a bit better than the anthelmintic medicine made by the royal doctor, so I also lent it. Others smeared.

Yun Yanhui is very fond of this thing. He had a sequelae of the horror, which can repel the gu but is useless to ordinary bugs. With this medicine, it seems to complement the defense, thinking about either seeking a prescription or a long-term solution. Buy.

After three days of trekking in the mountains, the Miao talent who led the way said: “It’s coming soon.”

In fact, everyone can see it without saying.

With the feeling of Yunyanhui, the temperature of this place is at least five degrees lower than that of the mountain, with gurgling rivers, and most importantly, one can see layers of terraced fields that have been harvested.

Zhou Huilin had never seen a terraced field, and he showed a shocked expression.

Yun Yan returned to the side, calmly saying: “Guizhou’s grass fish are raised in these terraced fields.”

Zhou Huilin naturally thought that he knew it from the Miao people. In fact, because of Yun Yan’s return, Zhou Huilin thought that all Miao people would raise croakers. Zhou Huilin glanced at him and said, “Would it be better? “

“I can’t say that.” Yun Yan smiled back, then converged, and touched the little tiger’s head, “Let’s go faster, and go to the stockade before dark.”

Little Tiger’s stockade is already the closest to the outside world, and it takes three days to travel, not to mention other stockades.

When the twilight quarters, a relatively flat boundary has been reached in front of him, and there is at least a dirt road.

The group met a Miao who was driving the sheep home. This shepherd Miao was holding a stick in his hand. There was a bell on the neck of his sheep, which made a crisp sound, and the sheep’s barking echoed in the valley.

The Miao who led the way refreshed, greeted the shepherd, and eagerly asked him in Miao language, how is the little tiger’s father.

The shepherd was also very excited when he saw them, saying that Tiger’s father was getting worse and worse, but it was all right.

When the little tiger heard it, he was about to cry again.

Yun Yan turned back to his head, hurriedly took the little tiger from the back of Miao, and started to coax him.

When they went up the mountain, they left their horses at the bottom of the mountain, but after a while, they could see the local people driving a few horses again. The Miao people who led the way borrowed the horses. There is already a road here, and everyone simply rides on horses. Go to the stockade.

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Before dark, he finally arrived at Little Tiger’s hometown.

Looking around, most of the houses in the entire village are made of bamboo, because the ground is uneven, and most of them are uneven. The people here are all dressed up as Miao people, casting a curious and vigilant look at a few Han Chinese from other villages.

As soon as the little tiger entered the stockade, he broke away from Yun Yanhui’s embrace and ran towards his own home, and his guards also followed by croaking. Two people ran out to remember that Yun Yan had no one to care about them, so they stopped and ran back, it was a mess.

After the two came back, they were also at a loss, as if they didn’t know what to do. It was because they suddenly remembered that the chieftain had ordered that outsiders came to the stockade and should not let them go indiscriminately, but had to take them to a special place.

However, this Yun Yanhui is the benefactor of the little master again. The chieftain said that he should respect him, and he is also a Miao, not to mention that there is a doctor. Now, should he take it to the place and wait for the chieftain to see them, or take him to the patient. ?

At this time, the people in the stockade were not far away and watched them.

Yun Yan reluctantly said to the two men in Miao dialect: “Is there a place for discussion in the stockade? I have a message from your majesty to announce to the chieftain.”

The two sighed in relief, nodded quickly, raised their heads upright, one led them in one direction, and the other went to report to the chieftain.

The fluent Miao language of Yun Yan, who was obviously dressed as a Han, also attracted the attention of many local Miao people, as if they were looking at some exotic animals, they did not dare to approach, but they followed all the way to watch.

Zhou Huilin was seeing his scalp numb. He felt that the eyes of those people were weird and they were still talking about something in a language he didn’t understand, and they followed closely. They were faster and these people were also fast, and they were slow and these people were also slow. He was always separated by a distance and not in contact with them, which made him particularly uncomfortable.

“What are they talking about?” Zhou Huilin frowned and asked Yun Yan back, “have they never seen a Han Chinese?”

Zhou Huilin didn’t know. In terms of frequency, it was not much different from having never seen it. If it weren’t for something, the people in the stockade might only exchange for salt and other things once a year, and there is usually a fixed group of people who take on the task of dealing with outsiders. Therefore, there are indeed some people in the village who have never seen Han people, let alone Zhou Huilin. He is also somewhat different from the local Han people in Guizhou.

Yun Yan glanced back at Zhou Huilin and said seriously: “Be careful, don’t walk alone here for a few days, otherwise you may be poisoned by Miao women.”

Zhou Huilin twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing an expression of disdain.

Yun Yan added: “It’s possible for the old bachelor to catch you and go back…”

Zhou Huilin stared at Yun Yan back to see what he was going to say.

Yun Yan replied: “…plough the ground.”

Zhou Huilin rolled his eyes.