Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 364: Chapter 164: Ying Zheng: She Looks Like Dong’er! This Can’t Be a Coincidence!

Wang Yan, her face alight with joy, explained that for a subject, for the Great King to personally take the place of Zhao Feng’s mother and sit among the elders was an unparalleled honor.

"The Great King sat in the seat of the elders?"

Hearing this, a ripple of emotion surfaced in Mrs. Zhao’s eyes.

"Yes, Mother," Wang Yan replied with a smile. "This is also the Great King’s grace upon my husband."

In the current court, Zhao Feng was without a doubt the rising star, and he was even touted as someone who would one day ascend to the position of Grand Commandant.

Perhaps this truly is a fateful connection. Brother Zheng, you sat in the right seat. This also lays the regret in my heart to rest. Mrs. Zhao thought to herself.

「Two days later.」

Today, the Zhao Mansion was buzzing with unprecedented activity. The entire village came to the mansion, and as the interior could not accommodate everyone, banquet tables were also set up outside. Today was the day Zhao Feng held his wedding feast back in the village.

Although this feast was not attended by the powerful and influential as it had been in Xianyang, it was extraordinarily lively. All of the villagers, both old and new, had the chance to participate. For Zhao Feng, the expense was of no concern; he had specially arranged the feast for this return visit.

Throughout the village, busy cooks and trusted aides rushed about. Thankfully, there were enough hands, or they would have been overwhelmed. Of course, most of the tables were brought by the villagers themselves, for even the Zhao Mansion didn’t have that many.

To fulfill his mother’s dream, Zhao Feng was once again dressed in his black wedding attire, and so was Wang Yan.

Outside the inner hall, Mrs. Zhao sat in the seat of the elders. Wu Lizheng also took his place among them, and at Mrs. Zhao’s strong insistence, Xia Wuqie joined the elders’ table as well.

Here in this mansion, the wedding ceremony was celebrated once more. If the wedding in Xianyang was to give Wang Yan a grand ceremony as a formal declaration, then this one was Zhao Feng’s gift to his mother.

Time flew by.

Zhao Feng greatly enjoyed the leisure of being home, relishing the long-missed peace. He took his wife and children for walks in the mountains every day and spent time with his mother. For Zhao Feng, such a life was the epitome of familial bliss. He thoroughly enjoyed it, deeply immersed in the tranquility.

Nevertheless, Zhao Feng still yearned to become stronger.

「A month flew by in the blink of an eye.」

At the entrance of the village, Zhao Feng embarked on his return journey.

"Mother, are you really not coming with us to Xianyang?" Zhao Feng asked with reluctance. "Even Ying’er is coming with me."

"You all go on," Mrs. Zhao said with a gentle smile. "It’s a good opportunity for Mother to have some peace and quiet at home."

"And Grandfather Xia," Zhao Feng said, looking worriedly at Xia Wuqie, "are you not returning to Xianyang?"

After a month of living together, the change in his form of address clearly showed how his feelings towards Xia Wuqie had changed.

"Haha," Xia Wuqie replied with a laugh. "Xianyang is like a cage to me. From now on, this old man shall travel throughout Great Qin practicing medicine. When you get back, just tell the Great King that I will return when I feel like it. He need not seek me out."

"You are someone the Great King holds in high regard. If you don’t return, he won’t be at ease," Zhao Feng sighed.

"No matter. When he presses you, just show him the letter I gave you. After so many years in Xianyang, this old man is tired," Xia Wuqie said with a genuinely relieved smile.

Especially after observing his daughter, he understood her thoughts. He knew that if he returned to Xianyang, there was a risk of their secret being exposed.

Let it be fate.

He truly did not want to lose his daughter again, and he also had to protect his grandson.

Those people are lunatics! Madmen who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals!

"Alright, then," Zhao Feng could only nod helplessly.

"Ying’er, have you really thought this through? You really want to go with me? To the army?" Zhao Feng asked, looking at his sister again.

"Of course," Zhao Ying replied firmly. "I don’t want to stay in the village and be the subject of gossip."

"Fine. Just don’t regret it later," Zhao Feng said, not bothering to argue further.

"Qi’er, Ling’er, say goodbye to your grandmother," Zhao Feng said to his children.

"Grandmother, we will be back soon!"

"Yes, me too!"

The two little ones chirped, one after the other.

Afterward, the convoy departed. Mrs. Zhao and Xia Wuqie stood silently, watching them go.

Xia Wuqie sighed as he looked at his daughter beside him. Dong’er, perhaps my not returning will prevent our exposure. But if I don’t go back, the Great King might only investigate more deeply. As long as you are Zhao Feng’s mother, you will inevitably have to meet the Great King one day; it is unavoidable. The Great King is very astute. He will discover the truth. You either think the Great King is too simple, or you still see him as he was twenty-one years ago.

He had done as his daughter asked, but Xia Wuqie could already foresee the outcome. The King Zheng of Qin from twenty-one years ago might have been fooled, but the King Zheng of Qin of today could not be. Still, Xia Wuqie would not be the one to reveal the truth.

「Xianyang, Within Zhangtai Palace.」

"Your Majesty," Ren Xiao reported, striding quickly into the hall, "the Senior General’s family has returned to the city."

Ying Zheng put down his petition, his interest suddenly piqued. "His whole family has entered the city?"

"I am not certain, Your Majesty, but I assume so," Ren Xiao said with a hint of speculation. "After all, the Senior General now has a residence in Xianyang. Surely he wouldn’t leave his mother and sister living in Shaqiu, would he?"