To be precise, there were three people who came back with Sahalian, Zamusu, a Daur headman and an Oroqen man, all in their forties or fifties.
The three of them were taken outside Zhao Xin's tent and waited for a while. Then they saw the tent curtain shaking, and two tall, beardless young men came out.
Saharian and others bowed their hands and saluted towards Zhao Xin and Wu Siyu, leaving Zamusu and others stunned. When they heard that Zhao Xin, the tallest man, was the leader of the Northern Navy, they quickly knelt down. He fell to the ground and begged: "Please help me!"
Zhao Xin and Wu Siyu bent down to help the oldest Zamusu up, looked at Sahar and asked: "What happened?"
Saharian sighed and said: "Heilongjiang City has run out of food. The officers and soldiers retreated in a hurry, leaving the old, weak, women, children and wounded soldiers in the city. There must be more than two thousand people in total."
After that, he pointed at the three Zamusu people and said: "This old brother ran out from Ravkai in the north to report the news. These two are local mayors. This one is from Daur, and this one is from Daur. The leader of Oroqen."
"Ravkai?" Zhao Xin's eyes lit up and he quickly asked Zamusu, "Are you coming from Yaksa?"
While talking, Zhao Xin's guards brought some folding wooden chairs for everyone to sit outside the tent, and brought tea over. Zamusu and others were uneasy and at a loss in front of Zhao Xin. At this time, the nearby cooking class was preparing lunch, and the aroma of fat mixed with meat floated over; Zamusu couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he smelled the smell of food, and his stomach grumbled unsatisfactorily.
When Zhao Xin saw this, he immediately said to Saharian: "Are they all hungry? Then take them to eat first."
Saharian smiled and said: "I originally planned to meet you and then take them to see the Rakshasa captives."
Zhao Xin said nonchalantly: "Then let's go and watch after dinner. If you want to see anything, we can talk about it later."
Saharian said: "Where is Heilongjiang City?"
Wu Siyu said: "Even if we provide food and send people to treat diseases, we have to enter the city. Don't you think so?"
Two hours later, when Zamusu and others, who had eaten and drank enough and looked around the old town of Aihui, saw Zhao Xin again, they knelt down twenty meters away. Saharian and his men Hunter Hezhe hurriedly helped them up and complained: "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you when we were eating? There is no kneeling rule in the Beihai Navy, so get up!"
Zamusu saw Zhao Xin coming over, and said to Saharian with red eyes: "I am not weak! I am kneeling for Rafkai, Yaksa, and those who died in the battle in Humar City. These days They killed Rakshasa, they didn’t even spare women and children!”
The other two Daur and Oroqen leaders also echoed: "Yes! Before you arrived, too many people died from Humar to Aihun! When the Rakshasa crossed the river two days ago, there were many people dead all morning. More than two thousand people died!"
After saying that, the three old men knelt down again, and before Zhao Xin could understand, they kowtowed at him three times.
Zhao Xin hadn't lived enough yet, and he didn't want to lose his life, so he quickly stepped aside to avoid it. After the three of them kowtowed, they stood up. After listening to Saharian's translation, they smiled and said to the three of Zamusu, "Are you all relieved now? Go back and persuade your people to open the city gate. I will send someone to bring them with you soon." The food will be sent to you."
At dusk, after the persuasion of Zamusu and the others, the north gate of Heilongjiang City finally opened.
Under the leadership of Saharian and others, hundreds of soldiers from the Northern Navy walked into the city carrying bags of grain on their shoulders. Zamusu and others led them through the inner city to outside the south gate of the inner city. The rice storage warehouse is where the grain is piled.
Along with the food transport team, there were ten members of the Beihai Town Medical Team; the most eye-catching among them was a middle-aged man wearing a North Korean navy uniform with a few strands of long beard under his chin. He is Wu Xianning, a descendant of the Wu family, one of the three most famous doctors in Jiangnan.
Wu Xianning has been in Beihai Town for almost three years. When he and his cousin Wu Xianhou followed Shen Jingdan to Beihai Town, they were quickly attracted by the dazzling equipment at Beihai Town Hospital. Like beginners, the two brothers asked Hong Tao and Liu Siting shamelessly, and within a few months they each became outpatient doctors.
At the beginning of last spring, Wu Xianning returned to Jiangning and took his wife and children to Beihai Town. The biggest reason why he did this was because of a chat he had with Hong Tao.
It is said that Zhao Xin purchased a lot of drugs and equipment from another time and space, but in Beihai Town, these drugs are almost always provided to everyone at a loss. In addition to these, the expensive Chinese medicinal materials Zhao Xin bought from Guangzhou are not expensive after being formulated into medicines.
The Wu family is one of the three major medical families in Jiangnan. They have pharmacy businesses in Jiangning and even the capital. Selling medicines like Beihai Town Hospital, coupled with the cost of transportation and procurement, will definitely lose money! According to Wu Xianning's own estimation, if the Wu family's pharmacy sold as much as Beihai Town did on precious medicinal materials such as borneol, musk, bezoar, rhinoceros horn, and ginseng, it would lose a hundred and ten taels of silver a month.
So after Wu Xianning endured it for a while, he finally found an opportunity to raise his question to Hong Tao: "Dean Hong, why do you sell the medicine so cheaply? Although the patient's financial burden is relieved now, you are losing money after all! How long can you keep doing this?"
Hong Tao's answer at the time was: "Mr. Wu, as a doctor, I feel that in matters of life and death, no one can rely on this to make huge profits. Even if the Beihai navy enters the customs and conquers the world, we will not rely on this to make money."
Wu Xianning was stunned by these words. It took him a while before he tentatively mentioned what Zhao Xin thought about this matter. As the saying goes, "eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor are the things to do." Zhao Xin's treatment for the Wu brothers was not low. Not only free food and accommodation, but also twenty silver dollars per month, equivalent to forty taels of silver.
Hong Tao laughed at that time and said to Wu Xianning: "Mr. Wu, if he hadn't agreed, do you think I could do this?"
After Wu Xianning heard this, he went back and told his cousin Wu Xianhou. The two brothers were filled with emotion at the time, feeling that such a rebel had never been seen before.
From then on, the Wu brothers followed Beihai Town determinedly. The two returned to Jiangning last year. Not only did they bring their wives and children, but they also brought seven or eight children from the Wu family. They are all currently studying at Beihai Town Hospital.
Now Wu Xianhou was sent to Fuldan City to take charge of the hospital there, and Wu Xianning came with him since he heard that the Northern Navy was going north for an expedition.
As soon as Wu Xianning entered the city, he was most concerned about the patients, so he was led by Zamusu, escorted by several soldiers from the Northern Navy, and took his men to the Great Buddha Temple in the west.
As soon as he arrived at the gate of the temple, Wu Xianning smelled a strange smell. When he walked around the mountain gate, he saw that whether it was the main hall or the side hall, there were a large group of old, weak, women and children living here everywhere.
Seeing Wu Xianning and others coming in, all the people in the courtyard were startled. They wanted to hide but had nowhere to hide, and were at a loss. Zamusu loudly shouted at this time: "There is food! Pots are being set up outside the rice storage warehouse to prepare porridge!"
Good guy, as soon as I finished speaking, the people in the yard coaxed me, picked up their pots and pans, and rushed out, for fear that I would be late and not have anything to eat. After a while, everyone in the courtyard was gone.
After that, Zamusu led Wu Xianning and the others through the main hall to the backyard dormitories. They saw that the courtyard was crowded with groaning injured people, and several monks were feeding the injured with water or applying medicine. The odor of excrement, the grassy smell of unknown herbs, the stench of suppurating and rotting wounds, etc. all hit my face.
Seeing the arrival of Wu Xianning and others, several monks stopped what they were doing and looked at these "rebels" in the eyes of the government.
In a corner of the hospital, a middle-aged man in his forties was squatting on the ground taking the pulse of an injured Qing soldier. Standing next to him seemed to be family members of the injured. Seeing the middle-aged man shaking his head, sighing, and saying a few words in Manchu, the family members burst into tears.
The middle-aged man turned around and saw Wu Xianning, who was wearing a military uniform of the Northern Navy, and was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to step forward to speak, he saw Wu Xianning striding over, squatting next to the injured person whose pulse he had just checked, and began to check stand up.
The middle-aged man explained in a low voice in Mandarin: "He was hit by a Rakshasa's lead bullet. Now that the lead poison has entered his body, I'm afraid Hua Tuo will be in trouble even if he is still alive."
Wu Xianning untied the gauze on the patient's abdomen and saw that the wound had suppurated. He checked it and casually asked the middle-aged man: "Have the lead bullets been taken out?"
The middle-aged man said: "The lead bullet has penetrated deep into the abdomen, how can we remove it?"
After hearing this, Wu Xianning hurriedly said to the nurses behind him: "Get ready for surgery immediately."
"Operation?" The middle-aged man on the side was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Is this possible?"
Wu Xianning stood up and asked, "Are you a doctor?"
The middle-aged man quickly raised his hand and said, "No, I only know a little bit about the art of herbal medicine."
Wu Xianning heard that he spoke with a Zhejiang accent, so he raised his hands and said, "I'm Jiangning Wu Xianning, whose courtesy name is Chengping. Who is my brother?"
The middle-aged man looked happy and said quickly: "I am Li Bi from Kuaiji, whose courtesy name is Wenshan. He is currently an assistant teacher at the official school of this city."
Wu Xianning was busy rescuing people and had no time to chat with the other party. He asked Li Bi to discuss with the monks of the Great Buddha Temple and quickly find an empty room. When several monks saw the soldiers of the Northern Navy holding "muskets", they did not dare to refuse. They worked hard and vacated a Zen room.
While his men were disinfecting the room, Wu Xianning took several nurses to check the injuries in the hospital and marked them with chalk according to the severity of the injuries. Li Bi was curious and asked for a piece of chalk to follow Wu Xianning. help.
Wu Xianning saw that there were too many injuries in the backyard, and the severity was mixed together, making it difficult to treat, so he asked the monks to help. All the lightly injured people with the triangle mark on their clothes were transferred to the military field north of the Great Buddha Temple, and two more were arranged. The medics followed.
After all this work, the disinfection in the Zen room has been completed, and the temporary operating table has been set up. Due to the limited conditions, Wu Xianning didn't care about anything else. He put on a mask and a light blue surgical gown and started treating the wounded. He was busy until dusk, performing one operation after another. When he came out of the temporary operating room at night, his legs were so tired that he didn't even want to say anything.
It was said that Wu Xianning was busy with the operation, and Li Bi couldn't get involved. He watched outside the operating room for a while in the afternoon, but because the door was closed, he couldn't tell what was going on. When he heard that porridge was being given out at the rice warehouse, he felt his stomach was empty. He had drank a bowl of rice soup since morning, so he hurried there.
Heilongjiang City is a military fortress, and most of the facilities inside and outside the city are to meet military needs. The granary in the garrison city has always occupied an important position, used as supplies for the army and the people during wars or special periods.
The rice storage warehouse located outside the south gate of the inner city has a total of fifteen warehouses, and the storage barn has a height of 230 warehouses. In addition, there are more than 400 storage warehouses two miles south of the city.
The third line of defense prepared by Eldemubu was located in the area of rice storage warehouses and barns, so it was very convenient for the Qing army to take away almost all the food here when they retreated.
When Li Bi came, he saw a dozen large iron pots lined up in a row from a distance. Men, women, old and young, holding bowls and basins, lined up in more than a dozen rows and walked slowly forward. No one even spoke. He felt strange, so he walked over. Unexpectedly, he was still more than twenty steps away from the iron pot when he heard someone next to him say: "Mr. Li, you can't do it! Anyone who doesn't line up will be beaten with a stick!"
Li Bi turned around and saw that it was the parent of a student in the official school, so he stopped and asked, "What's the truth?"
The person who spoke bowed to Li Bi and said, "You have to go over there to get the sign first. After you get the sign, come back and line up."
Li Bi nodded, then turned around and headed towards where the man pointed. The place to receive the sign was under a mat tent. A guy wearing a Northern Navy military uniform who looked like a clerk was sitting there, with several Northern Navy soldiers sitting behind him.
"I'll get the sign." Li Biyi said with his hands in hand.
The clerk raised his head and said: "Hey, it's not easy to speak Mandarin. Han Chinese or...?"
Li Bi hurriedly said: "Han people, I am from Zhejiang."
"Oh. What for?"
Li Bixin said it was like he was checking the household registration with Baojia, but he still said that he was teaching in a government school.
After that, the clerk asked about his age and whether he had any family members. He wrote it on a booklet. Then he took out a cardboard card, wrote Li Bi's name and age on it, handed it to him, and said: "One day Three meals, each meal can only be received twice.”
Li Bi took the card in confusion, and saw that in addition to his name and age, there were squares marked with black lines on the bottom, with six squares in each row, and there were ten rows in total on the card.
"Only ten days?"
The clerk grinned and said, "There's more on the back."
Li Bi turned over the card and suddenly realized it. He thanked him and turned around to queue up. When it was his turn to finally queue up, the person responsible for serving the porridge saw that he didn't have a bowl, so he took another pair of bowls and chopsticks and served the porridge to him. Li Bi originally thought it was an ordinary bowl of brown rice porridge, but it turned out to be thick white rice porridge, which surprised him.
He had been a county magistrate and knew how to distribute food for relief, but I had never heard of anyone using good white rice to cook porridge for charity.
In the forty-sixth year of Qianlong's reign, the Gansu case of embezzlement of food supervision by taking advantage of the money was known as "the first major corruption case in the Qing Dynasty" in later generations. The case involved the governor, chief envoy and more than 100 officials at the provincial, state, government and county levels. Nearly 3 million taels of stolen silver were recovered. It affected Zhili, Shengjing, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Yunnan and other provinces, and shocked the country. Throughout the country, even Emperor Qianlong exclaimed that this case was "an unprecedented and strange case of corruption."
Li Bi was first sentenced to death because of his corruption in this case and divided up more than 20,000 taels of silver. Later, because of his atonement in suppressing the "Su Shisan Rebellion", he was sentenced to death in August of the 47th year of Qianlong's reign. His sentence was commuted and he was exiled to Heilongjiang together with 38 other criminals.
This is a proper corrupt official.
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