Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

April and May seem like consecutive months, and in the blink of an eye, June has arrived.

June 10th.

The weather is slightly warm.

The red lanterns on the yamen were taken down, and the yamen runners, heads bowed, changed into white cloth strips and walked along the road, their voices soft yet hurried.

In the courtyard, the imperial envoy, with a white cloth hanging from his waist, and Zhao Yifeng, along with the officials from the yamen, began to cover their faces and weep.

The sound of weeping, accompanied by the pounding of hands on the ground, lamented the emperor's departure.

Fifteen minutes later.

Zhao Yifeng was the first to get up and had someone take the angel to the post station so he could rest properly.

It was past noon.

He returned to his home in the backyard and saw that everyone in the family was dressed in plain clothes, and all the brightly colored items had been torn off.

Only then did I have the appetite to eat two bowls of rice, both of which were vegetarian.

After the meal, Zhao Yifeng thought about visiting the Waterway Master again, as he felt that the Waterway Master was far more divine than Master Huian.

Wen Zheng happened to share the same idea.

"By the way, let's invite Aqi along, the three of us can go together." Zhao Yifeng wanted Aqi to maintain a better relationship with the waterway chief.

Wen Zheng: "No need to call."

"Aqi must have gone to curry favor with the waterworks chief as soon as he heard you crying."

To be honest, she felt a little jealous, but she also knew that the waterworks manager was a truly capable person who would be of great help to her daughter now and in the future.

"My lord, my lady, Wen Shisan has returned."

The sourness on Wen Zheng's face vanished instantly: "Quick, call them back." They only wrote that they had already picked up the Gu family.

She didn't mention anything else about her injuries, and she and Zhao Yifeng were quite worried.

These people are all their trusted confidants, prepared for Aqi's future.

As soon as the people entered, Zhao Yifeng immediately asked, "How are you? Are you all safe and sound? And how is the Gu family?"

Wen Shisan gave a simple bow, met their eager gazes, and recounted the whole story without delay.

They were lucky; they found the Gu family without any obstacles, disguised themselves as bandits, and kidnapped them. Only six people were injured, and no one lost their life.

However, during the exile, the Gu family and several other families inevitably suffered casualties.

The youngest son of the Gu family had a fever and passed away while he was on the road.

The Feng family has a daughter and a son who have passed away.

The most serious case was the Song family, whose health was not as good as the Gu and Feng families. Even with the help of the other two families, when Minister Song passed away, his two younger brothers and sisters-in-law also went with him.

There are also two young men and one young woman.

"My lord, my lady, they should arrive in Yun County around noon tomorrow."

Who will pick them up?

Zhao Yifeng had originally planned to go as well, but since the angel was still alive, and as the governor, he had to mourn every day.

He instinctively looked at Wen Zheng.

Wen Zheng nodded in agreement: "I'll go with Aqi."

"While I don't expect gratitude from them, I want them to know who helped them."

"So as not to mistake my savior for someone else."

Zhao Yifeng had no objections and told Wen Shisan to go and rest. He and Wen Zheng went to the waterway chief to find their daughter and asked her to return to Yun County the next day.

Zhao Qi had just returned from Yun County two days ago, and she didn't expect to have to rush back. Her face, which was about to puff out, stopped when she heard that the Gu family had arrived.

Her expression immediately changed. She thought: It would be good to go back. She liked going back to Yun County.

When it's time to reap the rewards, she will never fall behind.

She never expected that her teacher, Shuidaoren, would also come along, saying that he wanted to see He Qingyu.

What could Zhao Qi do? She naturally agreed to her teacher's wish. She and her parents walked out of the teacher's courtyard to discuss what to bring for the Gu family.

Among them, doctors and medicinal herbs are indispensable.

Watching the three figures disappear, a servant in the waterway manager's courtyard quietly went out.

The next day.

Zhao Qi put on a moon-white dress embroidered with water patterns, her hair still in a simple ponytail, and a peace lock given to her by her parents around her neck.

Standing beside the carriage, we waited for the servants to load the things onto it before setting off.

Ning Pu watched as people came and went, carrying things, beside the two carriages. She subconsciously urged herself to be more ambitious.

She had heard her lord mention He Qingyu's name several times; he was a rare and exceptional talent.

The lord had praised her in the same way before.

Ning Pu resolved to read two more books every day; she wanted to surpass He Qingyu and would never admit defeat.

After Wen Zheng came out, it was time to set off. However, when he walked outside, a carriage followed him, and people went to see what was going on.

It was her sister-in-law Wu Xin and her nephew Zhao Rui.

A flash of displeasure crossed Zhao Qi's eyes. Without saying goodbye, he simply told the coachman to drive away.

Wen Zheng, sitting in the second carriage: "..."

She simply wanted to go to the Zhao family's estate; how could she possibly refuse?

The people who had been spying at the gate breathed a sigh of relief as the three carriages departed. They immediately ran to tell Zhao Yan that the young master and the young mistress had gone with the madam.

Zhao Yan also breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for the emperor's national mourning period and his official duties, he would have wanted to go in person.

On the one hand, he and Gu Sanlang were good friends, and on the other hand, he also wanted the connections and resources of the Gu family.

As for stealing his sister's things?

Wasn't Zhao Qi always trying to take it from him?

Zhao Yan also had great ambitions, but the Zhao family had not yet reached the point of siblings killing each other. However, he also wanted to expand his own power.

Because his good father was unwilling to hand over his power to him.

He had to do it himself.

The Gu family was a key part of his strategy. Zhao Yan understood his advantages: the eldest son of the Zhao family and a close friend of Gu Sanlang.

This is something Zhao Qi lacks.

The time had come; it was time to go and mourn. Zhao Yan stood calmly in his place, facing the cold gaze of his father, Zhao Yifeng, who already knew what had happened at the gate.

The sound of crying rang out...

"Waaaaah..."

He Qingyu sat inside the carriage, eating a piece of osmanthus cake, and couldn't help but cry.

The days of exile were too difficult; there was no time to relax, not even 24 hours a day.

She felt like a walking corpse.

Now that she has finally arrived in the human world, He Qingyu is grateful to the Zhao family, especially to Zhao Qi, the person who offered to save them.

It surged to its peak in an instant.

Sigh.

The carriage stopped.