Reborn Together: The General and I Reach for Power-Chapter 462 - 459: Beyond Saving

Since the New Year, Chen Family Village has never been this lively.

Except for Chen Yongyi and Chen Chuchu, who haven’t returned to Zhenzhou, everyone else in the village gathered at the Familiar Medicine Institute. Each brought dishes from home, filling up the long table.

Yang Shuyin sat beside Old Mrs. Chen, her eyes filled with joy everywhere she looked.

Old Mrs. Chen raised her cup: "Today A Yin has returned, the old lady is happy, let’s all have a drink."

Chen Yongsheng nodded: "Listening to Auntie’s advice." In the past, when he thought his aunt’s children were both gone, he often consoled her saying, "If they’re gone, how could I follow suit? I must still support Zigeng and search for news of Liangchen."

Auntie’s words were right, if it weren’t for always looking forward, could there be today?

Yang Shuyin took a sip of the wine, the rice wine brewed by Chen Family Village was slightly sour, but more sweet.

Old Mrs. Chen asked, "Is the rice cake delicious?"

Yang Shuyin nodded: "Delicious, it still has that same taste as before."

Old Mrs. Chen’s face lit up with a smile: "Don’t be fooled by Miss Chen’s good skills, but when it comes to making rice cakes and such, no one makes them as well as I do. Back when the village had no grain, all the children relied on my bran cakes to survive."

Yang Shuyin couldn’t help but smile. On the island, whenever it got too tough, she would think of her mother. No matter what her mother faced, she remained optimistic, allowing those around her to breathe a little easier.

Mrs. Gao said: "What Auntie makes is good, but I don’t want to eat bran cakes anymore in the future. Auntie, please make us something else instead."

Everyone laughed along.

This time back, Yang Shuyin discovered that Chen Family Village had transformed. The houses were well repaired, roads were paved in the village, no matter how much it rained, there was no mud. Every household’s small barn was filled with grain. Villagers were busy, the Familiar Medicine Institute was piled with herbs, and the spinning wheels and looms in the weaving house never stopped.

It was only after meeting Liangchen that Yang Shuyin learned about the goods Prince Lu sold, many of which originated from Chen Family Village.

Just based on this, Chen Family Village had every reason to be proud.

Old Mrs. Chen was conversing with Old Mrs. Song, everyone gathered around to inquire about Yang Shuyin’s past few years.

Everyone was concerned about the scar on Yang Shuyin’s face.

Yang Shuyin said: "It’s long healed, it’s just a bit scary to look at."

"Not scary," Hei Dan said, "Auntie’s eyes are beautiful."

Everyone couldn’t help but laugh.

Xie Liangchen noticed two new men in the village. After asking Chen Yuyu, she found out they were brought by Miao Zigui, both merchants from outside. One took a liking to Chuchu’s sister, and the other fancied Grandpa Sun’s granddaughter.

Next month, Chen Yuyu was to marry Miao Zigui. As he had previously agreed with Chen Yongsheng, Miao Zigui built a courtyard in Chen Family Village and would live here with Chen Yuyu in the future.

It was getting late. Song Xian escorted Old Mrs. Song back to the Prefecture and met Cheng Yanzhao on the way back.

These days, Cheng Yanzhao had been running around with people. With Song Xian not being in the North, he and Qin Maoxing were swamped, but now he could finally go to Chen Family Village to grab a meal.

Seeing the spirited Song Xian, Cheng Yanzhao felt a bit unpleasant. After all, different people have different lives; while one enjoys family reunion and own joys, why should he be out in the night "drinking the wind"?

Cheng Yanzhao said sourly: "The Commandery Princess is back too, now it’s truly a family reunion."

Song Xian didn’t respond.

Cheng Yanzhao continued: "Do you feel especially comfortable? Thinking of returning home early every day? Is the Commandery Princess’s temper very good? I’ve heard, you know, the Commandery Princess sews your clothes."

Song Xian’s lips curled into a slight smile; indeed, his mother-in-law treated people kindly, and Liangchen had taken after her mother in that regard.

In the past, he spoke hundreds of words to Song Xian without seeing him smile at all. It was rare now that every time he saw Song Xian, it seemed there was a hint of a smile in his brows.

Cheng Yanzhao smacked his lips: "Look at you now, living such a smooth life, right?"

"Mm," Song Xian replied, looking at Cheng Yanzhao, "And so? Have you thought of anything?"

Do you want to settle down and live like this?

"I have," Cheng Yanzhao shouted, "Of course, I have. When I see Princess Guangyang, I’ll tell her about the time you had Chang Yue take her daughter in the middle of the night to become a chef, and not just make noodles, but you even refused to eat them. Luckily, I ate that bowl of noodles, otherwise it would have been an injustice to her."

Blow some cold air on Song Xian, lest he gets too heated. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Song Xian’s gaze suddenly turned cold, and he continued to stare at Cheng Yanzhao without speaking.

"Am I speaking any lies?" Cheng Yanzhao only felt a chill all over, suddenly wanting to shiver, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

After a long time, Song Xian said: "Seeing if there’s still any hope for you."

Cheng Yanzhao asked: "What do you mean?"

Song Xian said: "No hope."

Song Xian spurred his horse and moved forward, Cheng Yanzhao hastily gave chase.

Song Xian was skilled in riding, and soon disappeared from sight. Gasping, Cheng Yanzhao asked his household general, Cheng Si, behind him: "What did he mean by that?"

Cheng Si also didn’t know what to say: "I have no idea... but, Second Master, remember you said before that when Song Jiedu gets married, you would also tie the knot."

Now they’ve married, found their mother-in-law too, but where is your wedding?

If another two years pass, they’ve got kids and you’re still the same...

By then, it’s possible that the Master, in a fit of anger, might drag the Second Master to the mountain and shave him bald, turning him into a monk.

"I haven’t met one, have I?" Cheng Yanzhao said, "What else can I do? The Kitchen God of Chen Family Village works well, but I can’t exactly ask the Kitchen God for a wife."

"Besides, Song Xian’s marriage was endowed by the Emperor, and the Emperor hasn’t prepared any such endowment for me."

Cheng Si said: "Then what about that Miss Tian you met earlier in Chen Family Village?"

Cheng Yanzhao’s eyes lit up, but when he remembered Tian Huizhen’s whip, he involuntarily shuddered.

Cheng Si said: "What about Miss Meng?"

Cheng Yanzhao’s heart was stirred again, but upon remembering Meng Changshu’s suppressed laughter when she saw his handwriting, he felt his dignity was lost and never wanted to meet Miss Meng again.

"It’s all Song Xian’s fault," Cheng Yanzhao said, "If he hadn’t kept me in the Capital for half a month, where would this problem have come from?"

Cheng Si sighed, agreeing with Song Jiedu, that the Second Master was beyond hope.

Chen Family Village gradually quieted down, Song Xian also blew out the lamp and lay down on the bed. Xie Liangchen was about to fall asleep, sensing movement beside her, she drowsily leaned over, only to be gently embraced by Song Xian.

"Let’s rest early," Xie Liangchen said, "There’s still much to do tomorrow."

Song Xian replied: "Starting tomorrow, I want the blacksmith to start forging weapons."

Xie Liangchen opened her eyes at those words.

"Sleep," Song Xian kissed her forehead, "I won’t bother you today, we’ll discuss it tomorrow."

In the coming days, he would lead the North in making thorough preparations, ready to compete with the Emperor.