Chapter 132 I Want to Stay in the North
Ten days after news of the great victory in the north reached the capital, Lian Qiao and her group returned.
Not all the imperial physicians returned; only a portion of them did.
After all, Emperor Xiao Xuan, Prince Zhao, and some important ministers who served him closely were still there!
Also returning with this group was Vice Minister Lu of the Ministry of Rites, who was carrying an imperial edict.
After this group of people returned, the people in the capital learned some of the specific details of the battle at Tianji City.
At the same time, everyone also learned that Dayu had its first female duke with a hereditary title!
...
“Yesterday I heard that you were not far from the capital, so I got up early this morning and looked towards the palace gate.”
"I just want to be the first one to see you." Song Zhimian held Lian Qiao's hand tightly.
These past few days, Song Zhimian has been genuinely worried about Lian Qiao.
Lianqiao is simple-minded and has a good personality. Will she be bullied in the north?
Lian Qiao also held Song Zhimian's hand tightly.
"Zhimian, are you doing well in the capital?" Lianqiao asked softly.
Song Zhimian nodded.
"Yes, the young prince went to the southwest with Prince Qi. I was supposed to go and serve the Crown Princess."
The Crown Princess is understanding and has told me to rest well these days.
"Look at Zixiao Pavilion now, isn't it half empty?" Song Zhimian smiled as she looked Lian Qiao up and down.
Her skin was still fair and rosy, but there seemed to be something more in her eyes...
With less caution, it seems to have gained a touch more brilliance.
"How are you doing in the North? Have you encountered any danger?" Song Zhimian asked in a low voice.
Lianqiao quickly shook her head.
They were doctors and received good care within the Weiyuan Army.
Even when the great battle began, they were at the very back of the army.
When the great battle began, these healers could only watch as the Weiyuan Army charged forward.
Before Tianji City was captured, not a single wounded soldier returned to tend to their wounds.
It wasn't until the battle ended and the battlefield was cleared that the wounded soldiers were sent to the wounded soldiers' camp.
Lian Qiao's heart pounded as she looked at the soldiers' wounds.
How much blood did they bleed? Don't they feel any pain?
“Zhimian, the North is wonderful! I love it there!” Lianqiao said earnestly.
Song Zhimian nodded hurriedly.
"Yes, we all know that. The North is doing well, and the Weiyuan Army is doing well. As long as we win the battle, that's all that matters. We're just glad you've all returned safely."
Lian Qiao smiled and talked to Song Zhimian about things in the North.
The moon, like a jade plate, seemed within reach.
The grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, indistinguishable in east, west, north, or south. Whenever the wind blows, the grass ripples like rolling waves.
And at night, the soldiers would light bonfires in the camp and roast freshly slaughtered beef and mutton on them...
The oil sizzled on the fire, and the aroma of meat filled the entire camp...
Lianqiao became happier as she talked, and her smile grew wider.
"I also met Ling Shuang, the only successor of the Ling family army!"
Her Ling family spear technique was superb; once she mastered a set of spear techniques, no one could get close to her.
She's incredibly capable. One of her junior officers said that in the battle of Tianji City alone, General Ling killed nearly a hundred foreigners.
"Oh, General Ling is a woman!" Lian Qiao exclaimed excitedly.
Immediately, an image of a female general bravely fighting the enemy on the battlefield appeared in Song Zhimian's mind.
A long spear knocked enemies off their horses one by one...
"She's amazing! She must be one of the Ling family's female generals!" Song Zhimian asked in a low voice.
Lian Qiao hummed in agreement and then fell silent for a moment.
"The Ling family is now down to just General Ling Shuang, oh, and Old Madam Ling, who is the maidservant of the newly appointed Duke of Zhongguo by His Majesty."
We handled all the burial arrangements for the Ling family members.
The Duke of Zhongguo's body... had no intact skin, it was covered in whip marks and burns, and his leg was broken.
General Ling Shuang cried secretly for several days, until she couldn't cry anymore.
When we returned, General Ling Shuang had already followed His Majesty to march on the foreign cities. Lian Qiao's voice grew softer as she spoke.
During these days, Song Zhimian also heard people in the palace talking about things in the north.
There were two things that everyone talked about the most.
First, His Majesty donned armor and joined the Weiyuan Army in battle.
Secondly, the Ling family was full of loyal martyrs who endured humiliation in Tianji City for 25 years in order to protect the descendants of the soldiers of Weiyuan Army.
Song Zhimian admired the Ling family members from the bottom of her heart.
“Every member of the Ling family is loyal, brave, and righteous; they are the ones who truly protect the peace of Dayu,” Song Zhimian said softly.
Lian Qiao hummed in agreement and nodded.
Then, Lianqiao recounted some of her observations and experiences along the way.
From the capital to the northern regions, it's not as desolate as some people say; each place has its own unique characteristics.
"We need to prepare some more medicinal herbs when we come back this time. We'll be escorting those herbs to the north again in ten days," Lian Qiao suddenly said.
Song Zhimian didn't pay much attention at first.
That's for sure. The emperor of Dayu is still in the north. He's currently planning to attack the foreign lands and raze them to the ground. He definitely won't be back anytime soon.
She was about to say, "No wonder the imperial physicians who stayed at the Imperial Hospital have been so busy lately..."
Suddenly, Song Zhimian thought of something.
"Who was escorting those medicinal herbs? The medicinal herbs prepared by the Imperial Medical Academy must have been escorted by special personnel!"
"You... are you going with us?" Song Zhimian asked tentatively.
Lian Qiao remained silent for a while before nodding slightly.
"Hmm! Zhimian, I don't know why, but every day in the North feels very fulfilling."
Every day he was busy taking care of the wounded soldiers.
We bandaged them up, changed their dressings, and watched them recover one by one as they left the wounded soldiers' camp.
At that time... I was so happy!
At that moment, I felt fortunate that I had medical skills, and that I could save and help many people.
It turns out that my medical skills can be used not only to harm people, but also to save them.
Zhimian, we doctors in Weiyuan Army are very popular and respected.
The one overseeing the doctors over there is Doctor Lan; he used to be in the Imperial Medical Academy.
Later, following General Shen, he resigned from his post and went to the Weiyuan Army with His Majesty.
The soldiers of Weiyuan Army now respect General Shen the most, and Dr. Lan the second most. Everyone calls him Mr. Lan.
No matter what Mr. Lan said, the soldiers were willing to listen.
Mr. Lan told us that there are many things to do in a person's life, so don't dwell on just one thing.
Finding what you want to do is the most important thing.
All I could think about before was revenge—revenge for my family and my entire clan.
Now I think... I will definitely take revenge, but becoming a doctor is also my wish.
"My whole family is busy with medicinal herbs in the north, and I also want to do something for them," Lian Qiao said earnestly.
Song Zhimian understood what Lianqiao meant.
She wanted to go back to the North, to become a doctor there who could do something meaningful.
Instead of living cautiously in the palace...
“That’s great! I support you!” Song Zhimian said immediately with a smile.
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