Chapter 365

Chen Wuji fights outside, and when he returns home he still fights.

He doesn't like the fighting and killing outside, but at home he is deeply poisoned, unable to extricate himself, and whenever he has energy he wants to kill again and again.

Although he is tired, he also kills the enemy troops so they discard armor and flee, unable to form an army!

And Chen Wuji naturally became the victorious general, sweeping away past shame!

As for Xiao Yuji, she ultimately managed to escape Qin Zhanhong's clutches by luck, sleeping alone next door.

It's a pity that while her body escaped, her ears and spirit were ravaged all night.

Thus she was sneaking about tidying the mattress as soon as dawn broke.

"Really can toss about, over three hours, isn't he tired?" Xiao Yuji pouted, pressing her hands on her clothes, huffing and puffing.

……

Chen Wuji's sleep lasted less than two hours.

He fell asleep after midnight and got up at noon.

Although that night was exhausting, without rest, afterward Chen Wuji slept soundly and woke up full of spirit.

After washing up, just as he sat down in the hall, Huo Sanniang came over with tea and snacks.

"First fill your stomach, lunch is being prepared." Huo Sanniang's eyes glistened with moisture, her delicate small hand lightly stroked Chen Wuji's shoulder, "Are you not going to stay long before leaving again?"

"Leaving this afternoon." Chen Wuji nodded and said.

After last night's efforts, Huo Sanniang's whole person became alluring, like a gorgeous flower blooming after rain, full of a bright feeling.

"The fighting outside continues, I can't leave, I can't stay long, I came back suddenly just to discuss some matters with Third Uncle."

Huo Sanniang nodded sensibly, "I know, we must be careful, we'll wait for your return."

"Although we moved to the mountains, everything is here; the Chen ancestors arranged this place well, you needn't worry about us. Look at this courtyard, it's more splendid than our old home, I really don't know how they built it."

"It exhausted the heart and blood of several generations." Chen Wuji looked around and said softly.

This residence is far from shabby, with front and rear courtyards, plus a corridor flower hall; the whole structure is of fine timber, and at the gate stands an aged Chinese hibiscus, its pink tendrils drooping.

Although it is a hibiscus, it stands tall there, resembling the Chen ancestors' vigil.

Having enjoyed the environment painstakingly crafted by our ancestors in the crevices, we ought to do something.

Because of these buildings, because of this final retreat, Chen Wuji's sense of responsibility and belonging on his shoulders instantly peaked.

No matter what his former identity was, or the environment in which he grew up.

But now, he is Chen Wuji.

He is the head of the Chen clan!

He wants to lead this family to rise in Nan Jun, then go forth and once again bear the Chen clan's military flag for all to see clearly.

The Chen family remains the Chen family!

Even stronger than before!

Qin Zhanhong and Xiao Yuji strode in energetically from the doorway.

Both were dressed in vigorous attire, each holding a sword in hand.

Whether or not Xiao Yuji can wield a sword, this outfit is very impressive.

Especially that tightly bound waist, the proportions in front are even more exaggerated than Huo Sanniang's, making one dizzy.

Although her outfit is striking, she still suits wearing a skirt.

If outsiders saw her figure, their eyeballs would probably fall out.

"Deputy Commander Chen, my second uncle suddenly sent someone with a letter!" Xiao Yuji hurried over, picked up the tea Chen Wuji hadn't yet drunk, and gulped it down in one go.

She drank too hastily, tea trickled from the corner of her mouth, pattering onto Chen Wuji's face.

Chen Wuji reached out to wipe it, "How did your second uncle manage to send the letter here?"

"He knows I'm now with the Chen family, so he sent the letter to Xishan Village; after the hidden post down the mountain spotted it, he then had it delivered over." Xiao Yuji said.

This old thing surely harbors no good intent; what should we do now?

"The letter? Let me see!" Chen Wuji reached out.

Xiao Yuji drew from her ample bosom a folded piece of silk.

A refined floral fragrance wafted forth, making Chen Wuji inhale again involuntarily.

He was genuinely curious what Xiao Yuji used to wash her clothes; the scent was somewhat alluring.

Chen Wuji's slight movement was noticed by Xiao Yuji, who blushed a little and murmured, "It's perfume."

So that's the case.

The ancients' skill in making incense is beyond doubt, its fragrance far surpasses perfume by a hundredfold.

"It smells wonderful." Chen Wuji gave a sincere compliment, then opened the silk document.

The letter from Xiao Yuji's second uncle is plain in language, full of feeling; every line expresses concern and worry for his niece, basically saying the matter is somewhat despicable.

He says he only pretended to surrender to the Gu family to preserve the Xiao family's foundation, not truly betraying them; he now has an opportunity and wants Xiao Yuji to persuade Chen Wuji to join him in an inside-outside cooperation, first wiping out a crack unit of the Gu family.

He claims that during this period he has been leading the Xiao family's retainers, following a Gu family elite unit stationed in Baiquan Village, which he says is a temporary Gu troop encampment in southern Yunan, not likely to move soon.

Chen Wuji tossed the letter casually onto the table, "Where are those two monkeys? Call them to go fetch Third Uncle."

"I'll go call them." Huo Sanniang said.

The Presented Scholar and the Xiucai are currently on rotating watch, they're watching the direction of Tianchi Pass.

"I said why I didn't see them, never mind, I'll go myself." Chen Wuji picked up the silk document, "You guys eat lunch first, don't wait for me; I'll return after I finish this."

Miss Xiao will come with me.

"Oh." Xiao Yuji hurriedly followed Chen Wuji's steps, shaking the earth and mountains.

Chen Wuji didn't know where Chen Bushi lived, but fortunately Xiao Yuji knew.

Turning right upon exiting, after going no more than two hundred paces, one reaches Chen Bushi's house.

He and Chen Wuji lived in courtyards separated by just one courtyard, with an arrow tower.

When Chen Wuji passed by, Chen Li was leading Chen Wushuang and others to move weapons inside.

"A crossbow? There are still crossbows in the village?!"

Chen Wuji stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing the weapon's appearance.

Chen Li and the others hastily stopped what they were doing.

"Family Head."

A group of people greeted each other noisily, and Chen Li then said, "These are all heirlooms left by our ancestors; they had always been kept in the Weapon Workshop, but Lao San hasn't had time to deal with them lately. Today we happen to have some free time, so we brought them over to set up."

"There's still a Weapon Workshop?!" Chen Wuji exclaimed in surprise again.

This is just too complete, isn't it?

Chen Li laughed, "Our ancestors thought of everything; we have the Weapon Workshop, the Weaving Workshop, and there's land at the mountain's base, though it's lain fallow for years, gone to waste, and needs to be reclaimed."

"Lao San has been training the villagers these past days; now he's gradually arranging things so these places can be put to use."

When the Chen clan moved into the mountains, they also didn't forget the villagers of Xishan Village.

All who were willing came up.