Jiu Zhang Ji: The Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

Chapter 93: All the Way to You

Qiao Lili was filled with anxiety and resentment that she could not relieve, so she just kept running without a trace. In a few breaths, she had left the four people who were following her far behind.

In the previous life, the reason why the Huaijiang Beach mudslide incident was widely reported throughout Dayan was not only because it buried twelve villages there, but also because all the officials sent by the court to inspect the dikes and flood control were not spared.

She also remembered clearly the time when the mudslide occurred in her previous life. She heard the rumor after she married into the Bai family, but the time of the outbreak was exactly the day of her wedding, so she remembered it clearly.

There are still three days until the mudslide occurs.

In three days, can she find Brother Jing and save him? And the villagers from the twelve villages?

If she goes too late, Brother Jing...what should she use to turn back time?

More than half an hour later, they arrived at Shangchun Mountain outside Baihua Valley. She untied Wuzong's reins and let it rest there by itself. She used her luck and lightness skills, and after a few jumps, she reached Baihua Valley in just the time it took to stick of incense.

In the warm summer evening, the chirping of various insects is like a string and bamboo ensemble coming from across the water, sometimes high, sometimes low, one after another. Perhaps because it has been sung for too long, the tune becomes a little impatient.

Half of the setting sun had sunk behind the mountain. The endless rays of light turned into a veil. If one wanted to pick it up, the rays of light would break into pieces and float in the western sky.

As the sun sets, the light in the valley suddenly dims. Every tree in the valley seems to be stained with ink, and is extremely heavy.

The green grass, dotted with unknown wild flowers, attracted three or five butterflies and bees, which were now buzzing and eager to fly home.

Qiao Lili walked to the tree hole, reached in, and took out the letter that Aunt Yun left for her mother many years ago. She opened it and read it. There was only one sentence in it: What is that?

She put the letter back in. This letter would just wait here for her mother, waiting for her to pick it up in person. It seemed that if there were more things to wait for, the person being waited for would come to the appointment.

Qiao Lili took out a letter she had written and put it in the tree hole.

The peach tree that once had a lot of fallen petals now has lush branches and leaves. It stands silent in the valley, not even the smallest leaf dares to move. At this moment when dusk falls, it feels a little sad and a little frightened.

Qiao Lili jumped down the mountain. In the past few months after her rebirth, the biggest improvement was in her martial arts. Her mother and Aunt Yun had laid a good foundation for her. She was also very talented and willing to work hard to practice. She also had a good master like Shang Zhen and Aunt Yun to guide her. For various reasons, her kung fu improved rapidly.

Sometimes she thought that maybe her Kung Fu was already very good, but the death of her mother was such a huge blow that she forgot a lot of things, including Kung Fu. Now, she just needed to review it and she would have found it all again.

Going down the mountain was a little faster than going up. When she reached the bottom of the mountain, the four men had just stopped their horses next to Wuzong.

She jumped on her horse, slowed down her pace, and kept pace with the other four. It was getting dark, and she couldn't leave first, as it would make them worry.

It was almost midnight when they arrived at a post station, where the five of them lodged for the night. Even though people could bear it, the horses could not, and needed to rest and be fed with grass and fodder.

At dawn the next day, the five men set out on their journey. However, except for Wuzong, who had recovered his energy, the other four horses still looked very tired and had no energy. Horses like these could not run much in a day.

Xiang Dazhuang found the postmaster of the post station, gave him twenty taels of silver, and left the four horses there temporarily, waiting to ride them back on their way back. He then bought four faster horses from them, which delayed him for a full quarter of an hour before he was able to set off again.

That day, Qiao Lili did not let Wuzong run fast, so that it could conserve its strength. Even if she ran faster, it would be useless because the other four horses could not run faster. At noon, they passed by an inn and stopped to eat something. Like in the morning, they changed four more horses.

Now, as long as we can reach Rock Mountain as quickly as possible and find the Sixth Prince, we won’t care about other trivial matters.

After changing these four horses, they could run faster. By the time they checked into the inn, it was around midnight. After getting off the horses, the five people took a long time to find the correct posture to walk.

The next day, Qiao Lili decided to go her separate ways from Xiang Dazhuang, Tang Chengmin, Cai Qi and Cai Xing, because if she could go her own way and Wuzong could go at full power, she could reach Panshi Mountain tonight. If she went with them, she would need to stay overnight and would not arrive until tomorrow afternoon. If something uncontrollable happened, it would delay her further.

The disaster will happen tomorrow night.

After Qiao Lili talked to them, she mounted her horse and rode away. By the time the four of them reacted and tried to chase her, it was too late to catch up with her.

Considering Wuzong's leg strength and the remaining distance, the young master should be able to arrive before dark, so they feel a little more at ease since they don't have to walk at night.

Qiao Lili's journey was relatively smooth because she was dressed in men's clothes and her horse was fast. She whizzed past pedestrians on the road and no one could catch up with her to cause trouble. The bad news was that she had already walked out of the thousand-mile range covered by the sunset and entered the rainy area.

Riding a horse in the rain, getting soaked all over, and feeling the sour and refreshing raindrops hitting your face, who can understand it?

She could only lower her body as much as possible, almost half lying on the horse's back. The longer she maintained this posture, the more tired she became. Her hair was wet and stood on her face, sticky and uncomfortable. She had no choice but to wrap her hair with a scholar's scarf, thinking of Yu Jingyan in her heart, as she walked forward in the rain. She only felt anxious and not tired at all.

Compared to what he had done for himself in his previous life, this was really nothing.

She did not rest or eat at noon, but ran from the dawn to the heavy rain. When it was getting dark, she came to the foot of Panshi Mountain. Just when she was about to find someone to ask if they knew where the flood control officials sent by the court were, she happened to see a teahouse on the side of the road.

She wanted to dismount and ask, but her legs hit the ground and she couldn't stand up, so she fell into the mud.

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At this time, the rain seemed to be stopping. It got dark early because of the rain. The old man who ran the teahouse had already turned off the stove and packed up to go home.

Suddenly he saw a man, dripping with water all over his body, falling from a horse that was emitting white steam. He fell into the mud and did not get up for a long time.

The old man looked through the rain curtain for a while and saw that it was a young boy. He wanted to stand up, but it might be too slippery and he failed several times. He picked up the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the corner of the table, walked into the rain, held the umbrella with one hand and helped the young boy up from the mud with the other hand.

"Thank you, old man. Look, your clothes are wet." The young man seemed to be young.

"It's okay, I'll be home soon." The old man helped the young man into the teahouse, asked him to sit on a stool, and poured her a bowl of boiling water from the remaining kettle.

"Have some hot water. The stove is out and the water is not hot enough to make tea. Just drink a bowl of plain water to drive away the cold." He saw that the boy's face was splashed with mud and water. He rinsed the copper basin for washing hands twice before pouring some hot water into it. He wanted to take a handkerchief, but when he saw his own gray handkerchief, he gave up and just pointed to the basin at the boy.

"My face is dirty, wash it quickly."

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Qiao Lili thanked the old man and took out her handkerchief, which was already soaked, and washed it in the basin. She wiped her face clean, revealing a jade-like face that stunned the old man.

I have run a teahouse here for a lifetime, and have met countless dignitaries coming and going, but I have never seen such a handsome young man.

Qiao Lili put a piece of silver on the table and asked, "Old man, do you know where the official who came from the capital to control the flood is? Have they passed by here?"