The Concubine's Daughter Travels Through Time and Space and Takes the Road of Confrontation

The girl's eyelashes were long and curled, and a few crystal clear snowflakes fell on them, trembling gently along with her eyelashes. After a moment, they were turned into small water droplets by the heat and disappeared into her slightly red eyes.

Zhou Boli heard the "boom, boom, boom" sound of his own heartbeat, and a tingling feeling surged from the depths of his heart into his mind. He held the handle of the umbrella tightly, the joints of his fingers turned white due to the force, and the veins on the back of his white hand bulged slightly, as if only in this way could he stay awake.

The black hair, as smooth and shiny as silk, slid down from his shoulders. Zhou Boli bent down and picked up the person on the ground by the waist. His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "Go back to sleep now. If I catch you again, your dividend silver this year will be cut in half!"

Lu Yun lay on his shoulder, the man's hair was pressed under her body. She twitched her nose and sniffed, all of which were the fragrance of bamboo and wood. She muttered softly, "I am just bored."

In the end, I went back to lie down.

The government personally sent soldiers to transport all the bodies in the cave away. During the process, Zhou Boli was summoned for questioning several times. In the end, the man in black was treated as a bandit. At this time, there was less than a month left before the Chinese New Year.

Lord Zhao is busy with social engagements and rarely appears in the courtyard.

If her mother was still alive, where was she now? Lu Yun thought of the bandits on Panlong Mountain.

"What has the princess been busy with these days?" Zhou Boli asked in a deep voice as he sat in the study with a few blue books at hand.

Liuzi placed the book in his arms on the desk. "The princess often goes to the bookstore in the city to read local chronicles."

Zhou Boli took a copy and flipped through it carefully, a barely perceptible smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. "Fang Tu Zhi Shi, a topographical map of Panlong Mountain?"

"Miss, the young master invites you to have dinner." The little maid came in and said with a smile.

Lu Yun yawned. She had been very busy these days. She took Caihe to the flower hall.

The meal was still plentiful, but the only drawback was that someone looked a little indifferent.

Sitting down suspiciously, Lu Yun picked up the bowl to fill her stomach, but the chopsticks she had just stretched out were held up in mid-air.

Lu Yun looked at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Boli slowly flipped open the blue book. "Princess, it's already the end of the year, and the shop's account books have been delivered. The clothing shop has made a total profit of 10,000 taels. According to the profit sharing we agreed on, I should give you 3,000 taels this year."

Lu Yun's eyes lit up. "Mr. Zhou, you're too polite."

"However," Zhou Boli changed the subject, his eyebrows raised slightly, "If the county lord sneaks away to Panlong Mountain again, I'm afraid this silver will be reduced by half."

Lu Yun: “——” Why!

She was so angry that she went back to the courtyard without even eating. Zhou Boli ordered the whole table to be carried over. Lu Yun kept muttering to Cai He while eating, "It's so great to have money. I'll charge him money next time he comes to my farm."

What a joke! Can fifteen hundred taels of silver change my determination to go to Panlong Mountain? That night, Lu Yun dressed properly. This time, she didn't even ride a horse. She only brought a topographic map of Panlong Mountain.

What a stubborn little donkey. Looking at the figure walking and stopping in the distance, Zhou Boli, who was hiding in the dark, followed closely with a dark face and even sent someone to clear her traces.

It was still dark, and the mountain was dim. Lu Yun carefully dodged the branches and explored forward with a stick. The bandits' gathering place had a resounding name: Huangfeng Village.

Huangfeng is one of the most precipitous peaks on Panlong Mountain. Easy to defend and difficult to attack, the bandits are known for their ability to conceal their whereabouts. Officials have repeatedly dispatched troops to suppress them, only to find houses and no one. In recent years, Luzhou has enjoyed favorable weather, and the bandits from Huangfeng Village rarely descend the mountain, so the authorities have stopped paying attention.

They are called thieves, but in fact they are just a group of farmers who can't make a living and become bandits. In their early years, they accumulated their wealth through illegal activities, and later they hid in the mountains to farm to avoid heavy taxes.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Lu Yun saw a dozen houses on the opposite cliff across a deep ditch, with smoke rising from some of them.

There is no bridge here. If you want to go across, you can only wade through the river at the bottom of the ditch. There are several stone steps carved out on the mountain wall not far away. The stone steps are clean and obviously someone has cleaned them.

A woman in gray nimbly climbed down the cliff face, fetched some water, and carefully carried the bucket back up the cliff. Lu Yun, hiding in the bushes, had red eyes. She recognized Jin He, who was standing beside her mother.

Jinhe returned to the house with the freshly drawn stream water. Zhang sat up and moved her body carefully. In the attack a month ago, she was accidentally stabbed in the back while trying to protect Rong Jie'er.

In order to avoid disaster and recuperate, Zhang took Rong Jie'er and Hui Ge'er to hide in this small village under the deliberate arrangement of her brother.

A round-faced girl in a green dress walked in from outside. She carefully helped her mother up and asked, "Mom, how are you feeling today?"

Zhang smiled and said, "I'm getting better day by day, don't worry, Rongjie'er."

Lu Rong nodded and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. If it wasn't for protecting her mother, she wouldn't have suffered such a terrible crime. These days, no matter how her mother tried to comfort her, she refused to pay any attention to Fang Hao.

Zhang and Jin He laughed and said, "She looks like a grown-up girl, but actually she's still like a child. Go and ask Miss Fang to come and have dinner with me."

Lu Rong responded reluctantly, and soon a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a quince-colored dress, with a melon-shaped face and protruding ears, walked in.

Fang Hao bowed to Zhang and said in a hoarse voice, "Greetings, Madam."

Zhang asked her to sit down and comforted her gently, "My injury will heal soon."

Fang Hao lowered her head, tears dripping onto the silk scarf at her knees, leaving tiny spots of water. "Madam Zhang is so kind, I really have no way to repay her. I hope to be a slave in my next life to repay her kindness."

Lu Rong reluctantly handed over her handkerchief. "Here, this is for you."

Zhang Hao carefully took the handkerchief, wiped it, and looked up at Lu Rong with a cautious smile, "Thank you, sister."

"Mom," Lu Hui's voice arrived before he arrived. The little boy from the past had grown into a sunny and cheerful young man. He was wearing an ordinary cotton robe and had a simple bun on his head with a bamboo hairpin. His eyebrows were neat and tidy, with sharp edges and corners, and he looked like the young Master Lu Er.

"Mom is feeling better today. Uncle Zhang just went into the mountains with his gear, saying he wanted to shoot some pheasants to entertain the guests. Aunt Jiang started working early in the morning." As he said this, Lu Hui looked at his mother nervously, as did Lu Rong and Fang Hao.

Zhang hid her thoughts and said calmly, "Don't make a fuss. Farmers will also have relatives coming. I'll ask Jin He to go out and ask. You guys stay and talk to me."

As soon as Lu Yun climbed up, he was caught. The leader was a big, strong woman. She looked Lu Yun up and down several times and ordered, "Hand this little thief over to the leader."

Lu Yun was gagged, her hands were tied, and she was taken to a room. In the middle of the room sat a dark-skinned, scarred man wearing a fox fur robe.

Lu Yun looked at him curiously; this man looked very familiar.

The scarred man's eyes flickered slightly, he coughed heavily, and walked down from his seat. He said in a rough voice, "Where did you come from, you little thief? How dare you break into my Huangfeng Village? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Lu Yun: "——" I'm not really scared.

"Come here, take her to the empty house in the east of the village and lock her up." The scarred man shouted outside.

No, brother, I haven’t said anything yet. Lu Yun is very anxious, so let me say something.