Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

Seeing Wu Duoduo's bewildered face, Qin Juan explained: "This word is in Chinese, and it is explained in Uwu dialect that it is a disease caused by something called plague. This plague can be understood as the source of the disease, and the contact and carry People with this kind of plague can infect others."

Wu Duoduo listened very seriously, and was almost convinced by Qin Juan at this moment.

"My lord, are you a military doctor?" Wu Duoduo asked.

Qin Juan shook his head.

Wu Duoduo said seriously: "But your explanation is better than what the military doctor said. This is explained by plague, which is better than wind and cold."

"..." He spoke so seriously, Qin Juan didn't know what to say for a while.It was just because he had read too many books that he suddenly thought of the plague.

Qin Juan left A Zaodong and a few people here, and took Wuqintai back.

As soon as he went back, before he entered the room and had no time to change his clothes, Danmu came to look for him. Danmu leaned against the door frame and hugged his chest: "Young master asked me to come and tell you that if you need a military doctor, you can go to him, uncle. Yawu's military doctors are the best in the entire Mobei and grasslands."

His words were true, but Qin Juan would not be taken to the military doctor by him, but instead asked: "Have you placed someone beside me?"

"..." Danmu was stunned.

Qin Juan's tone was a bit bad, and after saying this, he began to undress, and he threw the clothes on the ground. At this time, servants outside came in carrying hot water, and Danmu had to give way.

The servants poured hot water into the bathtub, picked up the dirty clothes and left.

Qin Juan looked at Danmu: "Are you still planning to leave?"

"I haven't waited for your words, how can I leave? Do you want a military doctor? If so, I'll bring you over."

"I can't give you an answer right now." Qin Juan went behind the screen, apparently about to start taking a bath.

"Oh." After Danmu propped his neck and glanced at the screen, Qin Juan's upper body was already stripped off.

Danmu's face became hot, but he couldn't hold back a few more glances.

Qin Juan's cold gaze swept over, and Danmu shrank his neck, and withdrew.

"The figure is so good, how can it be so good?" Danmu pinched his chest after finishing speaking. He was not afraid of wearing less clothes in the cold, but his figure was not as thin as Qin Juan's, lean and fleshy.

How do you look like?

To be honest, Danmu was a little jealous in his heart, but he was even more jealous of his son, envious of him being able to be with Qin Nian... and not being pushed away by Qin.

After Qin Juan finished his bath and changed his clothes, it was already the third watch of the rooster, he lighted the fire in the stove and went to sleep on the bed.

Waking up the next day, A Zaodong came back, his eyes were black and blue.

"How is it?" Qin Juan asked him.

"After working all night, the medicinal materials are available, but some people still died. Some people couldn't be rescued after taking too long. Maybe all the military doctors have caught wind and cold." A Zaodong reported.

Qin Juan's heart tightened when he heard this, and at this moment he saw Wu Qintai walking towards him quickly.

As soon as Wu Qintai entered the room, he looked at Qin Juan: "The post soldiers just came and said that dozens of people died in a row after someone in the army suffered from a cold."

"..." Qin Juan knew that the last thing he wanted to see happened.

For no reason, he began to worry about Ayiga. He told Wuqintai that he had better consult with their Duoyan family's military doctor, and walked out quickly.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll find a way, and I will send people to inform the doctors in the whole city that there is a plague, and if they encounter a patient suffering from wind and cold, they will be asked to go to the old districts in the city, and all the people will be gathered for treatment and not scattered, and then they will be ordered not to go outside the city gate. In and out."

After he said such a long list, Wu Qintai went in the left ear and out the right ear, and he didn't understand it at all. After all, he said it was the first time he encountered such a thing.

He wanted to ask again, but Qin Juan had already left.

The snow on the ground had melted, and Qin Juan rode Seventh Brother to the gate of the city.

At the gate of the city, Qin Juan told the soldiers at the gate of the city again what he had just said to Wuqin Terrace.

The soldiers didn't know that there was a plague in the city, and they didn't know that there was also a plague in the army ahead.

So after hearing what Qin Juan said, I couldn't believe it.

Qin Juan explained to them.

A group of cavalry set off from the gate of the city to the villages around the city. They had to tell the nearby doctor that there was a plague in the city, and if the people who came and went had a cold, they would be sent to the city for treatment.

After Qin Juan left the city gate, he went to the wounded barracks to find Zhao Huaizhi.

Zhao Huaizhi also received news from the post soldiers this morning, knowing that there was a plague in the army ahead. After weighing it up, he asked a young Boyawu family doctor to follow the post soldiers.

Qin Juan came not long after he made the arrangement.

Seeing that Zhao Huaizhi was sitting at the table wearing only a fur robe, and the fire in the stove beside him was almost extinguished, Qin Juan couldn't help frowning and cursing secretly, and went to Zhao Huaizhi's closet to look for clothes as soon as he came in.

"You won't wear more?" Wolf asked through gritted teeth.

Walking over with the robe in his arms, he was just about to put it on for Zhao Huaizhi, when he was surprised to see a pair of tender feet on the blanket...

Hey!

"What day is this? How dare you go barefoot?"

During the severe cold of Sanjiu, although the snow has melted, the cold wind is now biting, colder than when it snowed.

"You don't want to die!" Lang'er didn't know that the sly fox could see him gnashing his teeth, and he felt bored in his heart at this moment.

Zhao Huaizhi was not afraid of the severe cold. He used to be a human emperor. The human emperor tortured him for more than [-] years, but he also gave him such a little benefit, even if he was not afraid of the cold.

Zhao Huaizhi curled his lips into a smile, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Juan's chin. Qin Juan also foolishly did not hide, and let him pinch.

Only then did Qin Juan realize how warm Zhao Huaizhi's hands were.

"The Emperor is in your body now, why are you afraid of the cold." The beautiful man asked casually.

Only then did Qin Juan break free from his restraint, and moved his chin with a grin: "I have been afraid of the cold since I was a child."

His words made me afraid of the cold since I was a child, so Zhao Huaizhi remained silent for a long time.

One sentence describes a young man's cold and confused childhood.

He is from the Song Dynasty. He grew up in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. He lived to the age of six and only remembered one or two snowfalls.

"Before I entered the Jihab camp, I was in the Mongolian slave tribe. At that time, the Yellow River was in flood season." The young man said, his thoughts were a little hazy.

"It was cold at that time. It was cold inside and outside the prisoner's pit. Dad had an old illness. It was cold and he didn't eat or drink. His intestines were twisted together and he couldn't hold on. He died before I entered Jihab."

This was the first time Zhao Huaizhi heard Qin Juan talk about his dead father so seriously. There were only two of them in this empty barracks, and the story of the old man was even colder than here.

Zhao Huaizhi wanted to reach out and hug him, but the wolf straightened his back arrogantly. Obviously he didn't want to show weakness for a moment in front of the fox. At this moment, he didn't want to hug him, as if he was telling the dead father that he not only survived, And it's strong enough.

Zhao Huaizhi said softly: "Back then in the Song Dynasty, you were exchanged with year-old coins. You shouldn't be left behind. Every household has one person to return. Since you didn't go back, you were replaced by someone, right?"

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qin Juan's trembling figure, and he sighed in his heart.

During the cub period, wolves experienced not only the death of their relatives, but also such injuries.

After that, Qin Juan didn't live an ugly life, but still maintained his sincerity, which is really a miracle.

"People from the Zou family replaced me. The Zou family wanted to let his son go back... I have been checking where my name has appeared in these years. It is very likely that Zou Dalang is using my name now..."

The Mongols received the old coins sent by the Song Dynasty, and when they sent the captives back, they would register their household registrations one by one, but those who were to be sent out could not register one by one.

"That's not right." Zhao Huaizhi looked at him, "It's also possible that they changed their name, as long as they don't believe in Zou, they can go out."

Qin Juan shook his head: "But our captives were registered when they were taken to the Mongolian slave tribe. You are the Patriarch of the Boyawu family. You should understand that after the real registration, none of them can escape, and they will be rowed away only when they die. .”

"I understand, you misunderstood what I meant. For example, he used your name. Maybe he used Qin Juan, brother Juan's Juan, or Qin Juan, Guqin's Qin. That's what I meant."

Zhao Huaizhi's gentle smile not only calmed Qin Juan, but also made him suddenly enlightened.

"I didn't expect that!"

Zhao Huaizhi: "Oh... Also, are you so sure that they didn't return to the Song Dynasty? They should know that Song and Meng traded captives, and if they missed the big ship back to the Song Dynasty, there would be no second time."

"I feel like they didn't go back to the Song Kingdom..." Qin Juan didn't say that when he was 11 years old, he might have seen Uncle Zou in Dadu. He wasn't sure, but he was sure.

Zhao Huaizhi nodded: "Your guess is also reasonable. Another possibility is that only one of their father and son has returned to Song Dynasty."

"Then Zou Dalang went back under my name?" Qin Juan almost killed someone when he thought of this.

Seeing this, Zhao Huaizhi held his wrist with one hand, and said calmly: "Do you think, if Zou Dalang goes back, would he still dare to bear your name? After all, you have grandmother, sister, and neighbors in the village, and they all recognize you." It belongs to Zou Dalang, so he will still use his own household registration when he goes back, after all, after crossing the river, the Mongolian household registration belongs to the Mongolian people, and the Song country belongs to the Song country."

Qin Juan quickly figured it out, and his anger dissipated.

"So, you might as well check the Zou family directly now." Zhao Huaizhi said again, "Since he chooses to stay here, he can't escape doing business. Start with the caravan and check one by one."

With so many caravans, it was like finding a needle in a haystack. Zhao Huaizhi's words were undoubtedly comforting Qin Juan.

In Zhao Huaizhi's mind, he thought that the most feasible way to find out where Qin Juan's family was was to find out Qin Juan's uncle.

He has already sent a letter to the spies to find all the information of the officials of the Song Dynasty who are above the fifth rank.

As fast as two months, as slow as half a year.

"Don't worry about it beforehand, just lend me the military doctor in your camp first."