With more than 60,000 disaster victims crowded together in one place, messy conditions are inevitable.
Although the court provided adequate relief and arranged food and accommodation, the victims who fled all the way were sick, sick and hungry. Especially since it was winter, there were countless victims suffering from cold. The court did not have enough manpower to arrange everything for them.
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Song Qi squatted beside the six stoves, waving her fan, and each of the six stoves was simmering medicinal soup.
Song Qi's courtesy name was Chubao, and he was a native of Youzhou. Because the Later Jin Dynasty ceded the Yanyun Sixteenth Prefecture, he became a Han Chinese under the rule of the Khitan Kingdom.
With the progress of the times, the Khitan can no longer be described as barbarians. They have also begun to have their own ideas and their own culture. In the fourth year of their association, the Khitan imitated the Han system and established tribute examinations in the Yanyun area to recruit talents.
Song Qi went to take the exam and won the first place in one fell swoop. At first, she served as the palace attendant of Yelujing, King of Shou'an. Later, she was appointed as the shogunate by Zhao Yanshouzheng, the governor of Youzhou. She gained a good reputation in Yanyun and was closely related to her fellow countrymen.
Song Xiong is also known as the Second Song Dynasty.
Then the Khitan army conquered Bianliang, destroyed the Later Jin Dynasty, and changed the name of the country to Liao Dynasty. Song Qi, as Zhao Yanshou's staff, also followed the army into the Central Plains.
However, because the Liao Kingdom was doing evil in the Central Plains, they were quickly driven back to Yanyun.
Song Qi did not want to return to the north and join the Khitan, so he stayed and joined the Northern Han Dynasty along with Zhao Zan, the military governor of Hezhong, and followed the general trend and followed the Zhou Dynasty.
Zhao Zan was able to be a high-ranking military governor only because of his father. He had no ability at all. Song Qi didn't want to do nothing, so she bid farewell to Zhao Zan and came to Kaifeng to look for opportunities.
In Kaifeng, I met Kou Xiang, a like-minded man and a kind of scholar who struggled to survive. They encouraged each other while looking for opportunities to become officials.
Luo Youdu's "worry first when the world is worried, then rejoice when the world is happy" gave Song Qi and Kou Xiang enough shock.
In this world, scholars are worthless.
It is too difficult to become an official.
The two of them were unwilling to work as staff for those fat-minded warriors, so they were trapped in Kaifeng.
The two of them once wondered what the point of their studies was.
It wasn't until I heard Luo Youdu's words that I suddenly became enlightened.
What do we mean by studying? Isn’t it just cultivating one’s moral character, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world?
Now that the victims of the disaster have gathered in Kaifeng, how can those of us who read the books of sages ignore it?
Song Qi and Kou Xiang called their relatives and friends and went to the south of Kaifeng City to help the court take care of the victims, doing their best.
Song Qi had learned a lot and had some knowledge of medical skills, so she was responsible for making cold-repelling decoctions for the victims.
Six stoves surrounded him in the middle, making him sweat all over in this winter. But no matter how hot the stove was, it could not heat up the fire in his heart.
"Chu Bao!"
Kou Xiang strode over, holding a bowl of soup and medicine in his hand. He came closer with an anxious look and said, "Go and have a look. There seems to be a person who is dying over there."
Kou Xiang was a native of Xiagui, Huazhou, and he was also a champion. He was only the champion in the second year of Kaiyun of the Later Jin Dynasty, and he made a sensation at the beginning. However, the champion of this era is not valuable, let alone the champion of the previous dynasty.
Song Qi's expression changed slightly, she called a friend and asked him to help keep an eye on the heat, and followed Kou Xiang to an abandoned house.
The house has been preliminarily cleaned, and there are seven patients living in it. They live in a very simple way, with a wooden board covered with mats to protect them from the cold air on the ground.
The environment was already very good, at least there were houses to shelter from the wind and rain. For some victims, especially those who later lived outside the city, the situation was even worse.
Kou Xiang came to an old man. Next to the old man was a little girl with a crying face. She called "Grandpa" and cried, which made people feel distressed.
Song Qi stepped forward to feel the old man's pulse. Feeling the subtle pulse, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Kou Xiang didn't understand medical skills, so he couldn't help but rub his hands anxiously.
"That's wrong!" Song Qi muttered strangely.
Kou Xiang asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"
Song Qi said: "My father-in-law's pulse does not look like he is sick..." As he said what he found, he opened the old man's front left and right with his hands.
"hiss!"
Coincidentally, Song Qi and Kou Xiang both took a breath of cold air.
The old man's abdomen was riddled with scars from whips and sticks.
The whip wounds were streaks of blood, the stick wounds were purple-black and green, and there were more than 30 wounds on the abdomen alone.
"Who hit this? It was too cruel!"
Song Qi gritted her teeth and said: "These whips and sticks avoid vital points everywhere, just for the purpose of torture!" He knew a little about medical skills, so he naturally understood that these whip wounds and stick wounds, even if they hit only one vital point, would be unbearable for an old man at his age. It's purely
In order to make him unable to survive and die, he was beaten like this.
When Kou Xiang and Song Qi were both trembling with anger, turbulent sounds of yelling and yelling came from outside.
"No……"
"not here……"
"Go away..."
"Don't block the way..."
Kou Xiang and Song Qi both noticed that the little girl had stopped crying, and looked frightened.
Kou Xiang and Song Qi looked at each other.
The two of them had a good rapport.
Kou Xiang looked where he could hide the little girl.
Song Qi walked out of the house, intending to delay for a while.
Song Qiren just blocked the house.
A servant holding a stick appeared in front of Song Qi.
Song Qi wanted to ask.
The servant kicked him directly.
"Get out of the way! A good dog stays out of the way!"
This kick was extremely hard. Although Song Qi was a scholar and scribe, she was born in Youzhou after all. She has the blood of Yanzhao in her body. She is tall and burly, and she is not afraid of three or five robbers. But the servant's kick
He kicked him to the ground directly. His internal organs were churning. He choked out some of the gruel he drank in the morning and couldn't get up.
Kou Xiang had no time to hide the little girl.
The servant kicked Song Qi away, his eyes fell on the little girl, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "I found him, he is here."
With a whoop, five people came into the room, all servants wearing the same clothes.
Kou Xiang stood in front of the little girl and wanted to speak.
The servant slapped Kou Xiang in the face.
"Where did the stinky scholar come from!"
Kou Xiang didn't have Song Qi's physical strength. He felt dizzy and passed out.
"Escape, let's see where you go!"
The servant smiled ferociously, grabbed the little girl and dragged her out.
The old man was on his deathbed, but at this moment he got the strength from nowhere, hugged the servant's feet, and bit his thigh.
The servant was in pain, so he flew up and kicked the old man to death on the spot.
The little girl who was struggling at first was stunned for a moment, her mouth was wide open, she didn't move even if she didn't cry, her eyes were blankly looking at her grandfather, and she let the servants drag her around like a dead dog.
More than ten servants gathered outside the house, laughing and talking about each other's achievements, and they were extremely domineering.
Suddenly, a group of government officials blocked their way and surrounded them.
The laughter stopped, but there was no fear.
The servant who kicked the old man to death shouted directly: "General Wang Jixun of the right prison gate is handling family affairs. You guys, please get out of the way."