On July 18, 617 AD, on the outskirts of Chang'an, the western capital of the Sui Dynasty, a carriage was slowly moving forward in the vast night. There were two people following the carriage, one was a coachman wearing linen clothes and holding a whip in hand, and the other was a scholar wearing a dark cloth shirt. He looked like an official from the court.
Half a bright moon hung in the sky. Under the dim moonlight, this gentleman looked about forty-seven or eighteen years old. His hair is tied up in a scarf, he has silky eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a long beard under his chin, and a solemn expression on his face.
The carriage is a flatbed cart that pulls goods. At this moment, there was no cargo on the car, just a corpse on it. The body had obviously been shot to death with arrows, and there were still two arrow clusters on the chest. The two arrows shot very deep and were difficult to pull out, so they remained there, like two wooden poles stuck in the ground. The dirt road was uneven, the carriage bumped and swayed from time to time, and the two arrow shafts swayed slightly...
Probably because they usually rode in official sedans, the scholars were not used to walking long distances, so they gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of the carriage and fell behind. The coachman didn't know it, and just stared ahead. In this wilderness, the shadows of the trees beside the road are scary. There was deathly silence all around, except for the occasional chirping of insects in the wilderness.
The driver was concentrating on driving when he suddenly heard a deep sigh. Although the sound was short, he heard it very clearly. The driver couldn't help but look around blankly. There was no one around. Where did the sigh come from? While he was wondering, he sighed again. The driver heard clearly this time. The sound was coming from the corpse in the car.
The sound sounded so terrifying, like the dying cry of a desperate person, or the complaint of a ghost from the underworld. The coachman suddenly felt his scalp numb and his whole body trembling. He hurriedly threw away the riding crop in his hand, turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran: "The corpses are blowing up! The corpses are blowing up!"
The coachman ran to the official and shouted in panic: "Sir, it's not good, the corpses have been blown up!..." The official had read the books of sages and did not believe such nonsense at all. He frowned and said sternly: "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
"Master, the dead body made a sound, and I heard him cry out in pain..." the coachman stammered.
"Oh? Is this happening?" The official's brows tightened.
At this time, the white horse pulling the cart saw that its owner had run away and stood motionless.
Without any fear, the official walked a few steps to the carriage and looked at the body lying flat on the carriage. This corpse was actually that of a weak-headed young man, who looked to be at least fourteen or fifteen years old. The young man had a delicate appearance and had no other injuries except for two arrows in his chest. However, under the moonlight, his face was as white as paper, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, which had dried.
The coachman stood cautiously beside his master and stared at the body in horror. Suddenly, the corpse's fingers moved, and he quickly shouted: "Master, he moved again..."
Officials saw it too. Moreover, he not only saw the corpse's fingers move, but also found that his forearm seemed to be slightly raised. The official quickly leaned over and tried his fingers under the young man's nose, and seemed to feel a trace of breath flowing. His eyebrows relaxed, his expression turned from worry to joy, and he quickly said: "Thank God, he is still alive..."
When the coachman heard this, he was extremely surprised and looked at the owner blankly: "Master, what should we do?" The official thought for a moment and said decisively: "Go to the villa."
When the coachman heard this, he quickly ran over to pick up the whip from the ground, then reined in the horse's rope and drove the carriage to a side road. Then he jumped onto the shaft, sat there and waved his riding crop vigorously.
The official had climbed onto the carriage and was sitting in it. With the driver's shouts and the crackle of the whip, the white horse began to gallop, and the carriage galloped away in the vast night...
The official on the carriage was named Wei Yijie, and he was the right servant of the imperial minister. The dying boy lying next to him was Li Zhiyun, Li Yuan's fifth son.
About ten days ago, Li Yuan, the Duke of Tang who was left behind in Taiyuan, rebelled in Jinyang. Before Li Yuan launched his army, he sent someone to secretly notify his eldest son Li Jiancheng, his fourth son Li Yuanji and his fifth son Li Zhiyun who stayed in his hometown in Wugong County, telling them to come to Taiyuan to join them as soon as possible. However, the eldest brother Li Jiancheng abandoned Li Zhiyun because he was too young and was afraid of the inconvenience of taking him with him on the road. He also felt that the court would not treat him like a child.
After Li Yuan launched a mutiny, officials in Wugong County captured Li Zhiyun and sent him to Chang'an. The court would not spare a traitor's son. General Zuo Yiwei Yin Shishi, who was responsible for the defense of Chang'an, took Li Zhiyun to the Dongshi execution ground, tied him to a wooden stake, shot him to death with an arrow, and discarded his body on the spot.
When Li Yuan was serving as Wei Wei Shaoqing, Wei Yijie was an official in the same court as him, and the two had a close relationship. Wei Yijie felt that Li Zhiyun was so pitiful that he couldn't bear to see his body buried in the wild, so he bribed the guard, hitched a carriage that night, and pulled the body out of Chang'an City under the cover of darkness, intending to find a barren hill to bury it. The child is laid to rest.
He didn't expect that this child, who was so old, was still breathing. So he ordered the driver to turn around and rush to his villa in Nanshan to see if he could save the child.
Nanshan is about thirty miles away from Chang'an. About two hours later, the carriage stopped in front of a villa. The driver got out of the car, knocked on the door, and called out two servants. Wei Yijie ordered them to carry Li Zhiyun to a guest room in the backyard and place him on a brocade couch.
He turned to the butler who was following behind him and said, "Go to Mrs. Wang quickly and be sure to invite him." The butler agreed and went out holding a lantern.
Half an hour later, the housekeeper brought in an old man in his fifties, wearing a green silk shirt, a melon skin hat, and a goat's beard under his chin. He was a doctor in the Nanshan area and had superb medical skills. Many dignitaries asked him for medical consultation.
Wei Yijie stepped forward and bowed his head and said, "Please forgive me for disturbing you late at night, Mr. Wang."
Mrs. Wang waved her hand and said: "It doesn't matter, saving people is important!" After saying that, he put down the medicine box, walked to the couch and took a closer look, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He tested the wounded man's breath with his fingers, then checked the arrow wound, and then raised his head and said: "The arrow has penetrated deep into the internal organs, and it is still alive. It is really a miracle!"
Wei Yijie quickly asked: "Can there be help?"
Master Wang nodded and said: "Since he is still breathing, I can definitely save him!" After saying that, he took out the surgical pliers and scissors from the medicine box, first cut off the arrow shaft, and then used the pliers to clip out the arrowhead. . After cleaning the wound, the wound is sutured, and finally the ancestral gold healing medicine is applied.
Master Wang was busy for more than an hour before he stood up, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and said to the owner: "After a good recovery, you can stay and move around in ten months." Before leaving, he prescribed several more decoctions and gave instructions. Decoction and take according to the time.
After Wei Yijie thanked him, he asked the housekeeper to give him the medical expenses and send the doctor back home.
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Li Zhiyun woke up from a coma and found himself lying in a strange room. This room is so strange, it looks like a wooden structure, and the decoration is very special. Everything around it is antique, and it looks like a set for filming a costume film and television drama.
He wanted to sit up, but as soon as he leaned over, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but let out an "ouch".
A little girl came over and said with a smile: "Sir, are you awake?"
Young Master? Li Zhiyun was stunned. This girl's dress is also very strange. She wears her hair in the style of a young girl in ancient times, and wears a light green satin slanted jacket, looking like a maid. Could it be that this is a TV series?
Li Zhiyun was not lucky at all this year. As a telecommunications engineer, he travels abroad on business all year round. A short time later, he and several colleagues boarded a passenger plane in a certain African country. Half an hour after the plane took off, it suddenly encountered strong airflow and the plane quickly lost control. In an instant, police lights flashed in the cabin, and people screamed for help. He only felt that the plane was falling rapidly, and then there was a "boom", and he didn't know anything anymore. When he woke up, he found himself lying in this place like a film crew.
Li Zhiyun looked at the little girl blankly, and said in a weak voice: "Where is this? Why am I here?"
"This is the Wei Mansion. Young Master, you were injured. It was my master who saved you." The girl said with a smile.
"Master?" Li Zhiyun asked doubtfully, "Isn't this a TV show?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "Sir, I don't understand what you are saying."
Li Zhiyun saw that the other party didn't seem to be showing off, so he had to ask: "Well, what is your master's name? What does he do?"
"My father's surname is Wei, and he is a high official in the imperial court." After the girl finished speaking, she added, "My name is Chun'er, and I am a maid of the Wei family. He asked me to take good care of you..."
