The head of the Mu family

Chapter 105 The Tubo Turmoil (3)

The atmosphere inside the hall froze for a moment.

Huai Sheng was pondering how to respond.

Then, the Blue Medicine God spoke with utmost sincerity:

"Thank you for your hospitality, Lord!"

However, this string of beads is something you will play with in your hands.

In our Great Hao Kingdom, there's a saying: "A gentleman does not take what others cherish." I appreciate the lord's kindness.

While I was in Dahao, His Majesty and the Empress Dowager bestowed upon me numerous rare and precious treasures.

If you're really being polite, just tell me about the local customs and features of Tibet, and that will be enough.

As for medical skills, you should have your physician compile a list of the difficult and complicated cases you encounter.

I'll write down everything I know!

Mr. Liao translated it, and the lord was very pleased to hear it.

The group walked safely out of the magnificent palace and breathed a long sigh of relief.

They exchanged smiles, a smile reflecting the camaraderie forged through shared hardship and survival.

"Blue Medicine God, when I offered to help you, you refused. Did you already have a plan to escape?"

I didn't notice!

That's amazing!

No~

Back then, I was simply afraid that people would find out that I also knew medicine.

If things get out of control, I'll be the only one who suffers the loss.

"Oh? And your strategy of using His Majesty and the Empress Dowager as shields, you put it so smoothly~"

That's not a solution.

That's the truth!

After hearing this, everyone inexplicably broke out in a sweat again.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Liao was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

After returning to the inn, the uncle came after dinner that evening, bringing a lot of questions.

Blue Medicine God flipped through it and asked in surprise:

"It's either about how to detoxify, or it's some kind of disease of the wealthy."

"Hey! You don't know what's happening here. The ordinary people here are mostly serfs and slaves."

The lord routinely commits atrocities and slaughters, and he won't even provide medical care when someone is sick.

When they grow old, they become abandoned slaves.

If someone dies, their family has nowhere to bury the body because the land belongs to a few lords.

The corpse must be taxed; if there's no money to pay the tax, the family's descendants will continue to be slaves.

"what?

"Is there no law left?"

Blue Medicine God said angrily.

"The law?"

The lords here are the law!

Today, the beads that the great lord gave you are called Gaba, which is the most supreme thing here, something only humans can possess.

I won't let you take it, because those beads are made from the brow bones of middle-aged men.

"what?!"

Everyone was both saddened and utterly shocked.

Mu Huaisheng had heard of that thing before. In his modern days, he also enjoyed watching treasure appraisal shows.

I saw it mentioned on TV before.

At that time, I realized why Tibetan monks were called "evil monks" in TV dramas!

Ritual implements of Tibetan Buddhism, including those made from human heads and various human skeletons.

They cut off the torso of a living person, dried it, and made it into a ritual implement.

They used the skin of teenage girls, peeled them off alive, to make the "Sister Drum".

The whistle used to attract vultures during sky burials was made from the leg bone of a thirteen-year-old boy.

The chill emanating from these words can seep through the keyboard and into your fingertips.

"Their slaves are not worth as much as their livestock."

All their ritual implements were made from various parts of slaves' bodies!

Mr. Liao spoke in a heavy tone, which sent chills down everyone's spines.

"Is this treating people like animals?"

Blue Medicine God was furious.

"Lord Lan, those several slaves are only exchanged for one sheep!"

I remember hearing a story before:

A peasant family borrowed 700 catties of grain from a slave owner.

From grandfather to grandson, they still owed the slave owner 1.4 million catties.

From then on, this family was destined to be serfs for generations to come.

Everyone fell silent. After a long while, the Blue Medicine God murmured and asked:

"Don't they know how to resist?"

How could this be...?

"Those lords were both nobles and Tibetan religious leaders."

They indoctrinated all the people who were once slaves from childhood.

Tell them that they are slaves because they committed heinous crimes in their previous lives.

Only by atoning for one's sins in this life can one be reborn.

If one's descendants are still slaves, it means that their karmic obstacles from their past lives were too deep, and they will have to go through the cycle of reincarnation.

Moreover, one must only suffer and accept adversity in this life.

In this way, one can be reincarnated after death and have the possibility of being born into wealth and honor in the next life.

Once they rebelled against the lords.

After death, they will be cast into the eighteen levels of hell, never to be reborn!

"What utter bullshit!"

Lan Yao was so angry that he threw his pen away.

Mr. Liao sighed helplessly, picked up the pen, and placed it on the table.

"Lord Lan~"

I'm telling you all this because we'll be going back in two days.

Before that, everyone must be careful with their words and actions.

The people here have been tamed by their lords for generations.

It's normal to be angry when you hear something so absurd for the first time.

However, even if we were to tell the local people now that we wanted to help them, they wouldn't agree.

They are illiterate and don't understand reason; this is all they've known since birth.

Upon hearing this, the Blue Medicine God was overcome with grief and tears streamed down his face.

This medical prodigy, with his extraordinary skills, had probably seen the most pitiful people among the beggars of Yedu.

Mu Huaisheng said quietly:

"The beggars in Yedu usually receive white steamed buns or leftover food from restaurants as alms."

For the serfs, this was something they probably couldn't even dream of during festivals.

"Why...."

Mr. Miao also let out a long sigh.

"I'm not writing out prescriptions for these beasts anymore!"

Hearing this, Blue Medicine God felt like he was about to collapse.

Mr. Miao was anxious to persuade him, but Mu Huaisheng stopped him.

"Brother Lan, the prescription needs to be written. You can rest for a bit, I'll write it."

There were only a few of us in this room, and they didn't know who wrote it.

After I finish writing it, take a look and then give it to those people~

"Huai Sheng!"

You are not allowed to write either...

"Brother Lan, we can only go back after you write it down."

I won't write down all the symptoms they gave me.

It's all written. Isn't that lord going to give you a gift?

So, you can just say you need a few slaves to go back and study pharmacology.

Ideally, it should be one that already has some problems, or one of his abandoned slaves.

Let's take some back with us; it's our way of doing our part.

This place has been like this for generations, and no matter how angry or heartbroken we are, we can't change anything.

"Huaisheng, what you said makes sense!"

Okay, I'll write it. I'll write it.

In case something else needs to be written on the spot, let's avoid any unexpected complications!

"When I return, I will request the Emperor to send troops to make this place our Great Hao territory, and to bring it under our rule!"

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Calm yourself down, and whatever you do tomorrow, don't let it show.

Mu Huaisheng coaxed after hearing this.

Seeing this, Mr. Liao also tried to comfort him with a few words.

After they finished talking, it was late at night, and Mu Huaisheng and the others wanted to go back to their rooms to rest, but they were worried about Lan Yaoshen.

Mr. Liao pushed them to the door and silently mouthed:

Don't worry, I'm watching.

The two girls yawned and went back to wash up and rest.

The next day, after lunch, the Tibetan uncle was already waiting at the entrance of the inn.

Blue Medicine God remained calm and handed him the written prescription.

The Tibetan man respectfully accepted the prescription and said:

"Please, divine doctor, come with me again."

The main reason is that if the doctor encounters something they don't understand, they would be grateful if the "miracle doctor" could explain it on the spot.

After thinking about it, Lan Yaoshen agreed.

Mr. Liao quickly went with him.