After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 675: Back Mountain

Princess Nanzhang glanced at Hong Ying, "Aren’t there very few people who know about this? The Great Buddha Temple is almost hollowed out."

The fake Old Madam met her demise at the Great Buddha Temple.

Those people came to the Prince Mansion seeking their fortune, claiming they saw people digging pits and burying someone, speaking in vivid detail. Chief Steward Li then had people accompany the search, unsure of how many pits were dug in the Great Buddha Temple, dug and filled, filled and dug. The Great Buddha Temple fears the power of the Zhenbei Royal Mansion, daring not to speak despite their anger.

"He truly seems to know something," Hong Ying remarked.

"Whoever comes to the Prince Mansion doesn’t know?" Mrs. Zhao brought over snacks and said.

Hong Ying remained silent.

The Hidden Guard drove the carriage while Xingxing led the elderly person forward.

When Xie Jingchen alighted the carriage and helped Su Jin down, the elderly person was timid, avoiding eye contact.

Manager Li came to greet them.

Su Jin and the others went to the main hall, and after the maid served tea, Su Jin asked the elderly person, "Do you truly know about the events of that year?"

The elderly person nodded fearfully, "N-No, I wouldn’t dare deceive the Heir’s wife."

Su Jin asked earnestly, though Manager Li held little hope.

He had asked this question nearly three hundred times, at least two hundred.

The elderly person’s account was no different from those who came to try their luck, saying they saw two servants carrying a burlap sack, digging and burying someone.

Not a single word was changed.

Yesterday, Manager Li was nearly driven to death by anger.

Someone actually buried a skeleton at the Great Buddha Temple and then tried to scam money.

Luckily, he spotted that it was a male skeleton, or else he might have brought it back to the mansion for burial.

Manager Li reflected that if the Old Madam had incidentally occurred at the Great Buddha Temple, it had already been over thirty years, long become a skeleton.

Yet, it’s impossible to identify the Old Madam with just a skeleton.

Those people’s ruthlessness knew no bounds—a pit would be dug and bodies buried by servants, with deception and substitution. The fewer who knew about such matters, the better.

The servant who dug and buried would certainly be silenced, and perhaps no one in this world knew where the Old Madam was actually buried.

The repeated scams had left Manager Li distrustful, but Su Jin believed.

This elderly person hadn’t come for money; those bold enough to scam money wouldn’t be so timid.

Only those who truly know would fear coming to the Prince Mansion because the money is easy to get but difficult to use.

Su Jin asked him, "I saw you at the Prince Mansion before, but you left without saying anything. Why have you come this time?"

At this question, the elderly person’s eyes reddened.

"My son is reckless, took to gambling, got beaten and crippled, squandered all the money, and there’s no food left at home. I only have one son; if he dies, I don’t wish to live either."

The previous visit was also for his son.

However, thinking that even if he had more money, his son would gamble it away and might lose his life, he didn’t dare speak.

This time, he truly had nowhere else to turn.

Telling might mean death.

Not telling meant definitely not surviving these few days.

When at the end of their rope, people will make a last gamble, so he came.

He didn’t dare knock on the door directly; he grabbed a little maid when he saw her and asked...

Manager Li couldn’t outright call this elderly person a swindler and looked at Su Jin, saying, "Heir’s wife, do you believe his words?"

"He didn’t lie," Su Jin said.

The elderly person was timid, but not deceitful.

Manager Li looked troubled, as the Great Buddha Temple no longer wanted them digging randomly.

Su Jin understood Manager Li’s difficulty, she looked at Xie Jingchen and said, "Should we go to the Great Buddha Temple?"

Xie Jingchen nodded.

The carriage was ready, and Su Jin and Xie Jingchen left the mansion.

As they left, Mrs. Wang hurried out saying, "Take me with you."

Mrs. Wang had been to the Great Buddha Temple a few times, each time returning disappointed.

But she trusted the Heir’s wife.

Since she went to the Great Buddha Temple, how could she not go?

If Mrs. Wang wanted to go, Su Jin would not oppose.

Thus, a group went to the Great Buddha Temple.

The people at the Great Buddha Temple were distressed at the sight of those from the Zhenbei Royal Mansion.

The Great Buddha Temple had beautiful surroundings; visitors came not only to offer incense but also to enjoy the scenery.

But ever since the news of the Old Madam of the Zhenbei Royal Mansion having an incident over thirty years ago at the Great Buddha Temple with people buried instead, the Temple faced unprecedented damage.

The Zhenbei Royal Mansion brought people to dig pits, as did those hoping to claim the mansion’s reward of twenty thousand silver.

The back mountain of the Great Buddha Temple was riddled with pits.

These young monks who usually meditated and recited scriptures now carried hoes to the back mountain early every morning to fill pits that others left unfilled.

One moment they restored it; the next, someone was digging again.

The young monks were miserable.

With the rumor that the Old Madam of the Duke Mansion was buried in the back mountain, the incense visitors to the mountain dwindled; no one dared tread over the Old Madam’s grave...

The Great Buddha Temple hoped for this matter to be resolved soon, restoring peace to their temple.

The Great Buddha Temple had resolved that if the Zhenbei Royal Mansion sent people to dig again, they would come out to stop them.

If they stopped the Zhenbei Royal Mansion, those hoping to try their luck would likely stop coming.

What they didn’t expect was the arrival of not just Manager Li but also Su Jin and Xie Jingchen.

If it was just Xie Jingchen, that would be manageable, but encountering Su Jin left the temple abbot speechless, as Princess Consort Zhenbei held the Great Buddha Temple’s leash...

They could only watch helplessly as the group headed to the back mountain.

A young monk looked at the abbot, "Should we stop them?"

The abbot felt a loss of face, "Go keep an eye on them."

The young monk, "...."

Unable to defy orders, the young monk followed along.

But soon enough, he returned hastily, saying, "Abbot, abbot, they want to dig at the fake mountain in the back!"

The abbot, "...."

Digging the ground was one thing, but now they wanted to dig up stones?!

The abbot hurried over, other monks blocking the mansion’s servants, preventing them from moving the fake mountain.

That fake mountain had stood there for nearly thirty years; how could they let it be dug up?

The abbot arrived, and several monks guarded the fake mountain saying, "Abbot, they insist on digging up the fake mountain."

The abbot clasped his hands in prayer and chanted, "Please forgive us, benefactors, this fake mountain cannot be dug."

"Why can’t it be dug?" Xingxing asked.

"...."

There wasn’t really a reason it couldn’t be dug; it was just somewhat excessive.

The abbot looked at Manager Li and said, "This benefactor has brought people to dig twenty or so times in the back mountain. Digging elsewhere is tolerable, but these stones are heavy, personally selected and placed here by the former abbot, closely related to our temple’s feng shui, not to be moved lightly."

Su Jin looked at the abbot and asked, "Are you sure it can’t be moved?"

Su Jin was just asking; if they were refused, they couldn’t force it, as they weren’t entirely sure the Old Madam’s remains were beneath the stones.

But hearing those words felt like a threat to the abbot.

If he said no, Su Jin would reveal how the Great Buddha Temple had swindled people with fake fortune slips.

Guilt-ridden, the abbot was anxious.

But those stones truly couldn’t be moved...

The abbot looked troubled, and Su Jin said to him, "If we can’t move them, can we dig a hole?"

"...Thank you for your understanding, benefactor."