“Song Laosan is cunning. He’s probably hiding on some mountaintop, waiting for things to calm down before he dares to show his face in the city,” she said.
Although it's winter now, there's still food to be found in the mountains of the south.
Song Laosan has extremely strong endurance and perseverance, so this is probably not a problem for him.
Gao Shuying once said that she had some people she could order around, and these people were sent to the mountain, while she went into the city to find them.
One is speculation, another is that Song Laosan may have already reached the side of some important person and received protection.
After all, he spent ten years in the military, so it's normal for him to have some connections.
The question is, Wuzhou, where Song Laosan went, is 600 li away from here. Could his network of connections extend to this area?
You should know that in ancient times, a hundred li was basically another world.
"With so many mountains, which one should we guard?" Old Man Qiao's face was solemn, and his wrinkles looked even deeper.
"Once a person escapes, the world is full of mountains and people, it's like finding a needle in a haystack."
The conversation became increasingly heavy, so everyone stopped mentioning it and focused on eating.
After 9 PM, Qiao Lao Er and the others returned, and Feng Shi and Ling Yin heated up some food for them.
Their boots were covered in mud, and their clothes were covered in straw and leaves.
"We searched high and low, but couldn't find a trace of him. It's like he's vanished into thin air. That bastard is really something," Qiao Laosan said, panting.
Despite it being winter and the weather being cold, the three of them were warm all over, with large beads of sweat on their faces, and their clothes and hair were soaked.
I can't even remember how many mountains I've crossed, how many rivers I've forded, or how many roads I've walked.
Even though Lian'er put the medicine into the well water and drank it every day, it couldn't relieve the exhaustion from the long journey.
"Are we going to look for it again tomorrow?" Grandma Qiao asked.
"Go, of course we have to go. These past few days since they escaped are the golden time to find them."
Qiao Lao Er said, "It's tiring, but it's our responsibility."
He clenched his fist and said, "Once I find him, without reporting to General Guan, I'll smash him to pieces with one punch."
The Qiao family all knew very well that Song Laosan's escape was like releasing a tiger back into the mountains, a trap set by the enemy.
This potential problem must be resolved as much as possible.
"Second brother, tomorrow it'll be my turn to go with Dacheng and the others. We'll take turns. Mark the places you've searched on the map," said Qiao the eldest.
Just as Qiao Lao Er was about to decline, he heard Qiao Lao Da say, "This way, the efficiency can be maximized, and there is a better chance of success."
"Alright, just find the person."
Qiao Lian'er lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Finally, she forced herself to close her eyes, roll her eyes back forcefully until she was dizzy, and finally drifted off to sleep.
Five days passed in a flash. The light cavalry on this side of the camp even found that countless teams of soldiers had searched the mountains within a radius of three hundred miles, and even climbed ropes to look into the caves in the cliffs. They also looked through the dead branches and fallen leaves in every ditch, and checked the branches on the head without missing a single one.
The Qiao family, exhausted from days of hard work, were somewhat dejected.
If we can't find anyone these past few days, then there's basically no hope.
Qiao Lian'er still held onto hope; she kept waiting for news from Gao Shuying.
After lunch, I heard someone outside call out, "Little girl."
She went outside and saw Gao Shuying holding a sword, leaning against the door of the Qiao family.
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