In the early summer morning, under the rising sun, a handsome young man stood on the top of a green mountain.

He raised his eyes and looked at Fanshan Mountain in the distance, his eyes passing through the dark blue mountains, as if he was looking for something.

Unfortunately, there was no strange phenomenon on the top of the mountain that was within reach but far away from him across the river.

The sun rises from the top of the mountain behind you and slowly moves towards the top of your head.

The sunshine gradually became hotter from the initial mildness.

The young man stood there, motionless, with his eyes like a hawk, continuing to pay attention to every move on the opposite side.

Finally...

At the top of Mount Fan in the distance, there seemed to be a light flickering.

That day, he was indeed right.

The light on Fanshan Mountain flashed once, paused for a moment, and then flashed again.

For a moment...

Two clicks...

Three times...

The flickering light, flickering on and off, is like the most primitive code symbol, conveying a certain message to those who understand its meaning.

After Ji Zimo saw it clearly, he was extremely excited.

He quickly took out half a piece of bronze mirror from his cuff, and with the help of sunlight refraction, it began to flash and flash, conveying what he wanted to say.

Refracting light through the bronze mirror requires a special angle. He changed his posture back and forth. In a state of forgetfulness, he unconsciously stepped forward and stepped on the empty soil on the edge of the cliff. Some stones slid down along with the sand.
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"Your Highness, be careful." Xiao Yong rushed over from a distance, grabbed Ji Zimo's sleeve, and pulled him back.

"I'm fine!"

Ji Zimo's thoughts were all in the bronze mirror in his hand, and he continued to shine light towards the opposite side.

The other party clearly understood what he meant. After a moment of silence, the light flashed a few more times and finally fell silent.

A silent conversation, through the transmission of light, successfully completed its mission.

Xiao Yong clearly felt that his master was in a good mood.

He hurriedly stepped forward and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, the young master has news."

"Yes, he really did not disappoint me!"

Ji Zimo turned around and ordered while going down the mountain: "Order your men to pay close attention to the situation on the Fu'an River recently. There will be news coming from there at any time."

"Yes!"

There was progress on a major matter on their mind, and the two of them walked down the mountain much more briskly.

After walking a few steps, the two came to a rocky place. Ji Zimo frowned.

In front of him, a little yellow face lay on his body, solemnly reminding: "Did you know that once a person dies, he will never live again!"

Frowning slightly, he said in a cold voice: "Xiao Yong, why did you drag me just now?"

"Ah?" Isn't this obvious?

Xiao Yong came to his senses, lowered his head and replied truthfully: "His Highness was very happy when he heard the news about the young master, and took a few more steps forward. The cliffs are loose, and I am afraid that His Highness is in danger."

That’s right.

Ji Zimo's eyes were deep, but her heart was filled with emotions.

Recently, he has often been distracted and found himself in dangerous situations without any clue.

No wonder the little girl thought she was going to jump off the cliff that day?

"How did you find that person?"

He turned around and walked quickly down the mountain along the mountain road.

Xiao Yong chased after him. Ji Zimo did not mention who the person was, but he knew what he meant: "Your Highness, Qingshan is a barren mountain with several villages nearby. The villagers often go up the mountain to collect firewood and pick wild vegetables."<

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"My subordinates sent people to investigate. Most of the women in this village who are fifteen or sixteen years old are married, and the ones left behind are young wives. No one dares to go up the mountain alone. But..."

He paused and explained truthfully: "There is a girl in Fu'an Village. She is eighteen years old. She has been stupid since she was a child, so she cannot speak clearly. She is tied up at home by her mother and does not go out often."

Ji Zi's eyes darkened.

Not only was that girl sharp-tongued, but she was also quick and accurate when dealing with him. She was definitely not some idiot.

"Maybe she was passing by."

"My subordinates have sent people to secretly search for it along the way, and the major pawnshops near Jiangcheng have also sent people to pay attention. If she picks up Longxiang Jade, she might go to find out the price."

"You have five days to catch her." Long Xiangyu means a lot to him, and he has no time to wait.

"Yes!"

The two masters and servants, one behind the other, walked down the mountain path along the mountain path, walked on the ground, and headed for the main road nearby.

In the distance, by the bamboo forest by the Fu'an River, two figures are cutting down bamboo.

It's noon, and the sun is shining down scorchingly. Standing in the sun, you're sweating when you're not working, not to mention having to bend down and wield a knife to chop down bamboo with thick wrists.

Looking at those thin figures, they look like two women.

Ji Zimo glanced lightly, turned around, walked to the avenue, and got on the carriage.

After sitting down in the carriage, he subconsciously lifted the curtain and looked in that direction.

The distance was a bit far away, and the two figures cutting bamboo were submerged in it.

The bamboo, which was only a few people tall, fell down with a thud.

He lowered the car curtain and began to close his eyes.

"Drive!" At the shaft of the carriage, Xiao Yong flicked his whip, and the horse neighed, let go of its hooves, and headed off into the distance.

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Xia Qianqian and Li Yunniang chopped bamboo for a while. When they were tired, they sat down on the ground to rest for a while and drink water.

Behind this forest is her family's three acres of land. It is not large but the location is excellent.

Lining the river, with abundant rainfall all year round, neither floods nor droughts, it is a rare geomantic omen. No wonder Zhang Cuicui coveted it.

At this time, edamame is planted in the ground. The knee-high edamame seedlings are lush and green, and the edamame beans are poking their heads out, looking very pleasant.

In about another month, we should have a harvest of these edamame beans.

The family had no extra income, so Li Yunniang devoted all her efforts to this land. In the past few days, she had been carrying a hoe to weed.

A gust of river wind blew by, setting off a green wave in the green crop fields.

Xia Qianqian couldn't help but sigh: "Mom, depending on the situation, our family will have a bumper harvest of beans this year."

"Yes!" Li Yunniang rarely looked relaxed, her eyes shining with hope, "When my mother sells the beans, I will buy you a new set of clothes."

The clothes on my daughter's body were washed white and patched, and they couldn't be any older.

After buying new clothes, she went to find a matchmaker and talked carefully about finding a good home for her daughter.

Li Yunniang looked at the child beside her. Although she felt reluctant to give up, she also knew that her daughter had grown up.

At eighteen years old, she is already an old girl, and she really can't delay any longer.

"I can still wear these clothes." Xia Qianqian declined politely.

There are too many clothes in her wishful bracelet.

She needs to find a chance to wear it openly.

"Mom, when we have some extra money, we will make you a skirt and a jacket for Yuan Bao first." Xia Qianqian said, taking off the water bag from her waist and handing it over, "Mom, drink some water.

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"You drink first!"

"No, mother, drink first!" Xia Qianqian handed the water bag forward and insisted.

This child's temper is still so stubborn.

Taking the water bag, Li Yunniang took a few sips and handed it over.

Xia Qianqian sat next to Li Yunniang, raised her head and took a few sips.

For some reason, ancient well water is sweeter than modern pure mineral water.

She was enjoying the rare coolness, and when she looked back, Li Yunniang was looking at Fanshan across from her in a daze.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"I miss your dad!"
Chapter completed!