Chapter 192

Chen Wuji and Chen Bushi, Chen Luozi. Chen Wuji appears, Chen Bushi, Chen Luozi. Those are not in glossary?... (the rest as given but with Chinese terms replaced).

Also there may be other named entities like "Xu Zengyi" (Xu Zengyi?) Not in glossary; appears in line 47: "give Xu Zengyi to get one or two yellow skins and bring them back". That's a person name; we need to translate as Xu Zengyi (pinyin). Also "Zhang Lao" already covered. "Yuan Jinshi" covered. "Huo Sanniang" covered. "Shen Youwei" covered. "Chen Wuji" covered. "Chen Bushi" and "Chen Luozi" not in glossary; need to output as Chen Bushi and Chen Luozi. Also "Qin Zhanhong" appears line 34? Actually line 34: "cross with Qin Zhanhong toss twice is also secondary". That's a person name Qin Zhanhong? Should be Qin Zhanhong (pinyin). Also "Xu Zengyi" appears. Also maybe "Yuan Jinshi and his brother" but that's not a name.

yellow skin

strong tonic medicinal herbs

West King

West Mountain Village

midnight

West Mountain

Chen Clan

Clan Interior

strong tonic medicinal herbs

Xu Zengyi

Qin Zhanhong

Yuan Jinshi

Yuan Jinshi and his brother

Huo Sanniang

Shen Youwei

Old Zhang

West King

West Mountain Village

West Mountain

Zi

Chen Wuji

Chen Buzhi and Chen Luozi

Chen Clan

Chen Family

Chen Qun

Yuan Jinshi and his brother

Huo Sanniang and her companions

Shen Youwei

Qin Zhanhong

Xu Zengyi

Old Zhang

West King

West Mountain Village

West Mountain

midnight

Zi

farming

Now we need to output glossary list after

About the family, about fate.

From the moment he transmigrated, Chen Wuji knew the Chen family was extraordinary, with secrets surely hidden behind it, but he never imagined those secrets would eventually fall on his shoulders, requiring him to protect and to expand.

This life is a bit miserable.

Chen Bushi is right, it's not easy to be the head of a declining family.

He had struggled so long just to let his small household stop worrying about food and clothing, yet the house remained that old, black‑soot‑covered roof, and now he had to exhaust himself planning the livelihood of the entire clan.

This task, Chen Wuji doesn't want to do, but he has no other choice.

When the line of family heads is down to him alone, unless he also dies, the position of family head will not shift.

The Chen clan members are a bit too honest; learning from other families to stage a coup would be nice.

Forget it; although I've lived two lives, I still don't want to die.

At least get another ten or eight concubines first, right?

Hmm, especially while I'm still strong and healthy.

When Chen Wuji returned home, it was almost midnight.

Yuan Jinshi heard the commotion, took a lantern to the courtyard to meet Chen Wuji, saying, "Brother Wuji, next time if there's anything at night, bring us brothers along; we may not be much help otherwise, but we can keep you company. We are your servants, not sons you raised; living like this makes me anxious."

Chen Wuji chuckled, "Life's getting better, and you kid are complaining?"

"It's not complaining; I just want these good days to last a little longer." Yuan Jinshi grinned, leaning his body forward slightly so the lantern could light Chen Wuji's path.

Chen Wuji ruffled Yuan Jinshi's already messy hair twice, "Just stay put and do what you're told; no need to make yourself so lowly."

"... Yes." Yuan Jinshi replied softly, then muttered, "But we have too little work these days—just sweeping the courtyard and catching crabs on the mountain. Compared to some village lads living as sons, we're better off; Brother Wuji, you wouldn't really be raising us as sons, would you?"

"Get lost, you old fool—I'm not that old to be raising a son your size!" Chen Wuji cursed.

With a son that big, he'd have to marry at seven or eight and have kids at eight or nine.

Yuan Jinshi laughed twice, "Then give us a bit more work to do."

"Since you have work, go sleep; I think your bones might be a bit off." Chen Wuji shook his head and pushed open the inner courtyard door.

Chen Wuji's home isn't big, but after the Chen clan settled in Xishan Village it became the ancestral residence, divided into inner and outer courtyards. The outer courtyard once had only two rooms: a livestock pen and a shed for storing farm tools and fodder, basically a utility room.

After Chen Qun and his sons led the villagers in building the livestock pen, Yuan Jinshi's two brothers moved in, clearing out the storage room, setting up a kang inside, and temporarily living there.

Although conditions were limited, it was much better than where they had lived before.

In the main house a dim oil lamp remained lit.

Huo Sanniang and the others weren't asleep yet; when Chen Wuji entered, the three women each held a shoe sole, mending them by that faint light.

"Why aren't you sleeping? There's no need to wait for me." Chen Wuji said helplessly.

Huo Sanniang stepped forward, gently helping Chen Wuji take off his clothes, and said, "Who knows you'd come back this late; the clan's major sacrifice is almost settled."

"Still far from done; tomorrow we still need to study with them." Chen Wuji said.

"Sister, state affairs lie in sacrifice and war. The Chen family, after all, is a big clan; a clan-wide sacrifice, rare as it is, will surely be very complicated, so I say my husband definitely won't be early tonight." Shen Youwei tossed her shoe sole, yawned twice, and slipped into the covers like a loach.

Huo Sanniang smiled helplessly and shook her head, "I told you to sleep early; it's you who won't sleep and insists on waiting, so don't blame me."

"You and Hongdou both have to wait, plus mending shoe soles—I'm sleeping alone… how awful!" Shen Youwei fumbled under the covers, pulled off her skirt, tossed it beside the pillow, then suddenly looked up and asked, "Husband, you must be exhausted and not want to move tonight, right?"

Chen Wuji really didn't feel like it today.

Besides the two rounds of tussling with Qin Zhanhong, the main reason is that I have things on my mind and can't get interested.

But Shen Youwei said that, so even if he really didn't want to, he had to prove himself.

This dead girl now holds a big prejudice against his ability.

"I'm not tired at all, so don't rush to sleep." Chen Wuji said with a wicked smile.

"Ah?" Shen Youwei cried out in pain, "Husband, there's really no need to vie for this breath; I know you're extremely capable, truly very capable."

"Save those words for later." Chen Wuji said with a dark face.

……

Another clear, bright day.

After Chen Wuji got up and ate the breakfast prepared by Xue Hongdou, he took Yuan Jinshi's two brothers up the mountain; it had been several days since he last went, and he missed it dearly.

Seeing the familiar hills and fields, his steps became lighter.

But as expected, the mountain's traps were almost completely destroyed.

Yuan Jinshi's two brothers still hadn't learned how to set traps, and Chen Wuji had no time these days to go up the mountain, so this had to be temporarily shelved.

Leaving Yuan Jinshi's two brothers to catch crabs near the pond, Chen Wuji shouldered his bow, gripped his knife, and headed deep into the mountains; today he needed to figure out how to get a couple of yellow pelts for Xu Zengyi.

Although Chen Wuji still hasn't figured out exactly how big a commotion the Western King caused back then, anyone who can be the strategist in a rebel force must have some genuine talent.

Previously, selling yellow pelts to Xu Zengyi was purely business.

Now Chen Wuji wants to get closer to that person.

Moreover, he needs to keep an eye out for major tonic herbs for Zhang Lao.

Although the Zhang family's affairs are already over, Zhang Lao's plan to make a little money from this obviously fell through, but these herbs aren't excessive.

After trekking through the woods for about half an hour, Chen Wuji discovered an animal trail.

Whenever such a path exists in the forest, there must be larger beasts nearby.

In the deep old forest there were originally no roads; but as many beasts passed, a way formed.

Chen Wuji observed dung all the way while climbing up the mountain.

As he neared the summit, he suddenly felt something behind him seemed to be staring at him.

Chen Wuji warily turned his head.

Dense trees blocked his view; around him there was nothing, not even a bird's chirp, the forest eerily silent.

Chen Wuji had never noticed this before.

It's too quiet in the woods, that's not right.

He warily scanned his surroundings, and the feeling of being watched not only didn't fade—it grew clearer.