boyutpedia Chapter 178: Resettlement of Refugees Again
Chapter 178: Resettlement of Refugees Again
Xu Wenyan didn't get a good rest the whole night.
At daybreak, he and Chen Sanlin walked towards the military tent.
When the two arrived, Zhao Shanhe was the only one in the military tent. According to him, it was probably not known whether the people who would return soon were intact.
The three of them waited for an hour and finally saw Xiaoman leading Mo Xuan at the entrance of the village. Mo Xuan finally obeyed for once.
On Mo Xuan's back was the bloody Luo Sanyuan and another little warrior.
Xu Wenyan stepped forward and together with Xiaoman carefully carried the person down and brought him into the military tent.
"Xiaoman, this."
Xiaoman also had knife wounds on his arms and back. He sighed lightly and recounted the story of the bloodbath in Guihua Village that night.
Xu Wenyan frowned and said, "Now the whole of Guihua Village has been burned down."
"Well, all gone."
Although I thought the ending might not be good, it didn't have to be this bad. As expected, Xu Wenyan was from the 20th century and had not yet understood the dangers of ancient society.
The most important thing is that we don’t know whether the midwife we found before is still alive. If she is dead, we have to find another one.
Xu Wenyan shook his head. The life at that time was too unlike a human life.
"You are injured too. Take off your clothes and let me see." Doctor Zhao was still busy. There were many wounded people sent in, among whom Luo Sanyuan and Xiao Liu were the most seriously injured.
Xu Wenyan couldn't help but tremble at the mere sight of the horrific wound.
"Brother Chen, please help me boil some hot water." Xu Wenyan knew that if there were no soldiers to manage these refugees at this time, there was no telling what they would do.
The reason these three villages were able to stabilize was because they were suppressed by swords and guns. Once the swords and guns were broken, they would no longer be able to suppress the situation.
"Doctor Zhao, do you have enough medicine for knife wounds?"
Zhao Shanhe was also very busy at this time. While disinfecting Luo Sanyuan, he replied to Xu Wenyan: "Yes, there is another bottle in the cabinet. It is written on it."
Together with Xiaoman and the other four, they worked in the military tent for most of the day before they stopped the bleeding. Their lives are not in danger for the time being, they are just external injuries.
The four people sat on the ground, going back and forth, and everyone except Chen Sanlin was exhausted.
"Xiaoman, where is Wang Zeren?"
Xiaoman's entire body was wrapped in just a few rolls of sandbags. His clothes were too dirty, so they didn't let him wear them for fear of infection.
"Brother Chen, please bring your white clothes to Xiaoman. He has nothing to wear now."
Although Chen Sanlin had some objections, he still walked back.
"Thanks to you, Doctor Xu. I can't handle it myself at my age."
"Haha, Doctor Zhao, you are only in your thirties or forties, how come you are considered old?" Xu Wenyan also smiled. In ancient times, those who could live beyond forty were considered long-lived.
Zhao Shanhe just shook his head: "Oh, I have to hire a medicine boy." It was impossible for Xu Wenyan to help him all the time. He had to consider what to do next.
As the three were talking, the sound of horse hooves came from afar.
It turned out that Mo Xuan had gone to the county early to pick up Wang Zeren. I have to say, he is really a spiritual horse.
You can’t tell from Wang Zeren’s expression, he’s still expressionless as usual.
"Commander Wang, how is it?"
"How are Lao Luo and the others?"
Zhao Shanhe stood up by holding onto the wall: "It's stable for now, Commander Wang, don't worry."
After learning that his men were no longer in danger, Wang Zeren answered Xu Wenyan's question: "Come in with me."
The two men walked into Wang Zeren's tent.
Wang Zeren immediately changed his expression and moved closer to Xu Wenyan: "Oh, look, I'm injured. It hurts."
After a quick glance at him, Xu Wenyan could see that the area where his shoulder connected to the armor was indeed injured: "Why doesn't it hurt you to death? You were masking your face outside, and now you feel the pain."
"I'm like this, and you still say that. You have such a cruel heart."
Hearing the teasing tone in his words, Xu Wenyan didn't argue with him: "Alright, alright, if you don't apply medicine, your wound will heal."
His wound was not big, probably caused by some farm implements. Xu Wenyan disinfected it very carefully, but he was afraid of tetanus. In ancient times, tetanus basically meant death.
"Isn't it going to heal? You are so careful."
Looking at his playful smile, Xu Wenyan rolled his eyes and said, "When you die, you won't owe him anything."
"Haha."
"Okay, tell me what's going on." Wang Zeren asked me to come in and talk so seriously, it couldn't be that he just wanted to talk to me.
Speaking of this, Wang Zeren sighed lightly, his eyes dimmed slightly: "There are still more than 400 people in Guihua Village, County Magistrate Cheng has allocated them to us."
Xu Wenyan was puzzled: "Isn't there still Xujia Village? How can it all be divided into Jixiang Village?"
Now we can barely manage to control the refugees in the village. If another 500 people come, it will be a chaos here. Not to mention where they will live and what they will eat after they arrive?
The refugees who have settled in the area already have complaints and are afraid that the situation will break out again.
Wang Zeren sat down and held his forehead. "Alas, Wei Ren has returned to the state. His father is also a powerful person. The county magistrate cannot touch him. He has four soldiers under his command and gave them to me. But I lost three brothers."
"There is also Xujia Village. Because Xujia Village is close to Guihua Village, although we took precautions yesterday, we still suffered a lot of losses. Hou Zhizhong only brought eight people with him."
You have to know that when the war broke out, although the three men were seventh-rank officials, they were leading dozens of people. In this battle, all the soldiers under their command were taken away by their superiors.
It is really frustrating to rely on just a few dozen people to control thousands of refugees.
"You want me to help you find a solution?"
Wang Zeren looked at him pitifully: "Help me."
In the current situation, Xu Wenyan already has a lot of problems to deal with at home, so how can he take care of these five hundred extra refugees?
Suddenly, the room was filled with sighs.
"I think we can let them stay in the ancestral hall and your military tents first, and let them build their own huts during the day.
This is the only condition we have now, and the wild vegetables dug a few days ago have not been handed in yet. If your county magistrate does not report it, he can't do anything about it. We can only see if we can pay less taxes.
These days we can only give them wild vegetable porridge. In half a month, the bracken on the mountain will be ripe. The bracken is big and dried, so we can eat it alive. "
Another thing is the corn stalks after half a month. You can eat them when they are tender, but they are a little difficult to chew.
If worst comes to worst, let them eat watercress mixed with thatch roots for every meal, which will only prevent them from starving to death.
The two discussed for a while before they came up with a plan.
"This is all we can do now. Thank you, Xu Wenyan."
Xu Wenyan looked at his sincere face and said, "As expected, it takes time for a dog to get used to it."
"What a dog."
"It's nothing. Your eyes are very clear now." Xu Wenyan walked out and Chen Sanlin was waiting for him outside.
He jumped onto Chen Sanlin's back with a buffer.
The two walked towards home in the sunset.