cpa300_4(); The whole birthing process lasted for an hour and a half. The woman fainted several times, and Feng Yuheng woke her up with an injection. (◥◣To read the latest chapter, please go to ^^看お阁Ｗｗ.ｋаΝＳＨuｇe.СｏM) At the critical moment, a pair of scissors cut open the cervix, and finally helped the woman give birth to a baby girl.
The woman was very weak, but the baby was very healthy. The cry at birth resounded through the sky, adding a breath of life to the originally lifeless atmosphere.
An old woman came up to help wrap the baby, and someone else came forward to take care of the woman who had just given birth. Feng Yuheng gave the woman an infusion and explained the principle of the infusion amid everyone's puzzled eyes.
Someone recognized her and asked tentatively, "Are you Princess Ji'an?"
The northern border is too far away from the capital, and under the deliberate control of Duanmu Anguo, people's lives are very secluded. Most people spend their entire lives within the Three Realms, and at most they can go to Bian'an County for a walk, so they know very little about the Central Plains.
But there are always people coming and going, such as merchants, and officials from other provinces who come to visit Duanmu Anguo. As time goes by, the reputation of the miraculous doctor Princess Ji'an has spread to some extent. Although her fame is not as great as Song Kang, she is a princess after all, and this status sounds very oppressive.
Seeing someone asked, Feng Yuheng nodded and said bluntly, "That's right." While speaking, his hands did not stop moving, and he looked at the infusion container from time to time, fearing that the weather was too cold and the medicine would freeze.
When people saw that she admitted it, they also became happy and said to the woman who had just given birth with a smile: "You are so lucky! To have a princess personally deliver your baby is a blessing that cannot be obtained in several lifetimes."
The woman did not look very happy. She felt very weak. She just kept looking at the child with love in her eyes.
The old woman holding the child said, "She's a very pretty little girl, and she looks a lot like you."
How could someone who was chosen as the Winter Concubine not be beautiful? After hearing that it was a daughter, the woman's already ugly face darkened a little, and she kept muttering, "How can it be a daughter? Why is it a daughter? In this Northern Territory, daughters should not be born!" She cried as she spoke, "Girls are thirteen years old at most. After thirteen, they will enter the Winter Palace and suffer all kinds of humiliation. It's better not to have a daughter."
Feng Yuheng told her: "No, don't worry, Duanmu Anguo's winter palace has sunk. From now on, no one will capture women as concubines. Women will be free. They can grow up to the age of marriage and marry the man they love. I promise you that your daughter will live a good life."
A glimmer of light flashed in the woman's eyes. It was obvious that Feng Yuheng's words gave her a glimmer of hope for life. However, the words that came immediately afterwards completely put an end to her rising hope.
Someone said: "Take this child and burn her to death! Or sink her into the icy lake! Don't let her live in this world!"
Everyone was stunned by this, but soon someone realized what it meant. As a result, more than half of the people who had previously united to save people became excited and shouted loudly, "Yes! Burn her to death! She is Duanmu Anguo's daughter! She must not be allowed to live in this world!"
Mentioning Duanmu Anguo, most of the people in Songzhou hated him to the core. Girls who had not reached the age of marriage were sent to the Winter Palace one by one. Taxes were reduced, but girls who were too young could not stand the scourge. Many girls were sent in for less than half a year and then carried out as corpses. The deceased Winter Concubine's family was no longer eligible for tax reductions, and their lives were still as difficult as before, and they had lost a daughter.
Not all parents are greedy for money. Only a few of them sell their daughters for fame and fortune. Most families are unwilling to let their daughters enter the Winter Palace. But they can't stop the governor's mansion from coming to arrest them. Many girls refused to obey and died at the doorstep, and many young men watched their beloved girls being harmed by an old man.
People's hatred for Duanmu Anguo was deeply buried in their hearts, and they dared not show it in the past. Now that Duanmu Anguo was defeated, he sank the Winter Palace, and the soldiers of Dashun also rushed into the city, people were finally no longer afraid. But Duanmu Anguo had already escaped without a trace, and everyone had no outlet to vent their hatred. Now suddenly a child of Duanmu Anguo appeared, how could people let him go?
Someone said: "If this child were alive, she would definitely avenge her grandfather in the future."
Others said: "Duanmu Anguo killed our daughter. Now his daughter is right in front of us. Let's burn her to death and avenge our children!"
For a moment, the crowd was furious, and some people even rushed up to snatch the child from the old woman. The old woman was so scared that she hid behind Feng Yuheng, and the soldiers who surrounded her immediately held their spears horizontally to stop them from outside.
People couldn't rush in, and soon, a series of shouts came, all with the same content: "Burn her! Burn her!"
The child seemed to understand and cried louder and louder until his voice became hoarse.
Feng Yuheng stood there, a little at a loss. The child she had finally saved was a living life. Although it was the blood of Duanmu Anguo, what was wrong with her for a newborn child? She couldn't just watch the child being burned to death.
She looked for Xuan Tianming, wanting him to make a decision, but at this moment, someone gently pulled her skirt, and she looked down and saw the woman who had just given birth. The woman pointed at the child and gave her a pleading look.
Feng Yuheng understood what she meant and immediately signaled the old woman to give the child to the woman. The originally weak person seemed to regain his vitality immediately after taking the child. He smiled and his complexion improved.
Feng Yuheng thought, this is the expression of maternal love, right? This is the most normal reaction of a mother when she sees her child, right? She had also felt this kind of joy from Yao, but it was when Yao was hugging Zirui, and to her, she was more polite, like an outsider.
The woman hugged the child tightly, kissing and pinching the child's face, and loved it very much. The child was also very lovable, and immediately stopped crying and grinned, causing those who had previously shouted to burn her to death to feel a little bit of pity.
Feng Yuheng sighed softly, looked up and saw Xuan Tianming walking towards him from the outside of the crowd, so he stepped forward to meet him. As the two of them walked to a place, they heard a sudden scream of "Ah" behind them, followed by the sound of people collectively gasping for air.
She turned around quickly to look, and even she was shocked. She saw that the woman had a hideous look on her face, holding the child with one hand and pinching the child's neck with the other hand. Her fingers were so strong that the joints turned white. The baby girl who was smiling in her mother's arms before was now dead, her face was blue, her eyes were wide open, her mouth was half open, and she looked painful.
She rushed forward to grab the child, but immediately realized that the child was dead. Newborn babies are extremely weak, and the adult woman pinched her hard, breaking her neck and throat almost instantly. Feng Yuheng stared at the child, then looked at the woman, and there was no way to connect the person who had shown motherly love to the child before with the crazy woman now.
Xuan Tianming didn't want Feng Yuheng to hold a dead baby, so he immediately ordered someone to take the child over. Feng Yuheng kept shaking his head at the woman, looking confused. He even heard her say to the woman, "I can keep the child, why are you doing this?"
The woman also shook her head, putting away her ferocious expression, and replaced it with a face full of pain and despair. She said: "What's the point of you being able to save them? If you can save one, can you save ten or a hundred? There are countless pregnant concubines in the Winter Palace. I even feel that even Duanmu Anguo himself doesn't know how many bloods he has. Anyway, the concubines are brought into the palace one by one, and the children are born one after another, but I don't know whether they are dead or alive in this disaster. You can't raise so many children. Let alone saving all of them, even if you only save half of them, it's still a lot. Those are Duanmu Anguo's blood. They are right. Sooner or later, they will be a disaster. It's better for them to die, it's better for them to die."
As the woman spoke, she burst into tears and looked at the child, crying so hard that the heaven and earth were moved.
Feng Yuheng sighed helplessly. How could these winter concubines be worthy of being mothers when they were still children? Getting married at a young age was a tragedy caused by the times.
Xuan Tianming also had the same feeling. He waved his hand and ordered the soldiers: "Keep digging, save as many as you can."
The rescue lasted for three days and three nights. Zhao Tianqi, the governor of Guanzhou, was dug out on the second night, fortunately with only minor injuries. Fu Ya's parents reappeared on the morning of the third day, but they had already died a long time ago, and even Feng Yuheng could not save them.
After three days and three nights of rescue efforts, not many people survived, and none of the Winter Concubines who were pregnant with Duanmu Anguo's children survived either.
Early in the morning of the fourth day, Song Kang and others who stayed in Guanzhou arrived and helped Feng Yuheng.
After receiving treatment from Song Kang, Zhao Tianqi took the initiative to govern Songzhou after the war with his injured leg. He was a local official. Although he had always been appointed in Guanzhou, he often traveled to Songzhou. The people were relatively familiar with him and had a good impression of him, so he was accepted relatively smoothly.
Feng Yuheng and Song Kang, along with all the military doctors and local doctors in Songzhou, devoted themselves to the treatment of the refugees. No matter who they were in the past, why they were buried under the Winter Palace, or whether they were enemies or friends, all those who were rescued were given the same treatment.
The soldiers set up the tents on the spot and took turns rushing into the pit to rescue people. The Winter Palace was so large that it was said that there were more than 2,000 people buried there. From the first day, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng hardly slept. Sometimes people saw Princess Ji'an sitting among the patients with her head drooping. The Ninth Prince went forward and wanted to pick her up and send her to the tent, but she woke up immediately when he touched her, and then he went back to treating her without saying a word.
On the seventh day, Xuan Tianming announced that all rescue operations would be terminated. At this point, even if someone was rescued, they would be dead, so it would be better to bury them on the spot. He also announced that the gold, silver and treasures dug out from the Winter Palace would be divided equally among every citizen in the three provinces of the Northern Boundary.
On the eighth day, all the people who were rescued, including Dong Fei, those officials who were devoted to Duanmu Anguo, the death row prisoners in the dungeon, and the judge Lu, all knelt in front of Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng, and knocked their heads on the snow!
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