After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 705: Recruitment

In front of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Su Jin’s carriage hadn’t yet reached the entrance, but it stopped.

A regular carriage had already stopped in front of the mansion.

The driver jumped down from the shaft and looked at the mansion’s gate servant, saying, "Come over and give me a hand to help your Third Master down."

The servant stepped down and dragged the dead drunk Third Master out of the carriage.

Ever since the Mourning at home, the Third Master often got dead drunk and had to be brought back by others.

During Mourning, you must observe rituals, and indulging in such drinking is absolutely forbidden.

But the Third Master had given up all hopes.

Even if he behaved, could he regain his position three years later?

Since he couldn’t, why should he suffer through these three years?

The servant carried the Third Master into the mansion, and the driver said to them, "If it’s not too much trouble, also settle the wine bill, three hundred and twenty taels."

"So much?" The servant was surprised.

"Your master is picky, only drinks the finest Huadiao and Nu’er Hong, he has nearly finished off all the fine wines from my wine shop," said the driver.

"With people who freeload, your master doesn’t mind, three to five people drank so much."

"The wine was consumed publicly, we don’t add a single copper coin extra to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion," the driver added.

Manager Li came out and said, "If it’s not urgent, please wait a moment."

"No rush, no rush," the driver hastily replied. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Manager Li instructed the servant, "Go to the South Courtyard and get money from the Third Madam."

The servant ran quickly.

In the past half month, the public fund had paid over a thousand taels for the Third Master’s wine expenses.

Each bill wasn’t a huge amount, but it was taken unwillingly.

The Third Master’s drinking expenses should logically be borne by the Third Family, how could they let the public fund pay?

But when the servant went to the Third Family, he didn’t get the money and was chased out with a broom.

The Third Master was drunk every day, and the Third Madam was beyond angry.

Now they wanted her to pay the bill?

No way!

The current Third Family is not the same as before. If she didn’t budget carefully, who knew how the days would pass ahead.

The Third Madam had made up her mind; she wasn’t going to pay a cent.

But it didn’t matter if she didn’t pay now as money was allocated monthly to the South Courtyard.

The public fund would first advance the payment and deduct it when the monthly allowance was distributed.

The servant sent the Third Master back to the South Courtyard.

The servant had taken the Third Master to the Third Madam’s room.

Except this time, the Third Master had drunk too much, and when the servant helped him lie down, the Third Master couldn’t hold it and vomited all over the bed with a splashing sound.

The servant frowned in disgust, let alone the Third Madam.

When he was full of energy, he wouldn’t come to her room, but now he was here?

The more the Third Madam thought about it, the more upset she became, "Move the Master to Aunt Xue’s room."

Coincidentally, the maids didn’t want to serve the drunken Third Master either and quickly had the servants carry him away.

The servant was speechless.

He had never seen a legitimate wife who would send her husband to a concubine’s room, but the Third Master in such a state was indeed distasteful.

The Third Madam gave her orders, and the servant could only comply, carrying the Third Master to the courtyard where Aunt Xue lived.

In front of the servants, Aunt Xue was full of virtue, and the maids were attentively serving.

Even the servant felt that Aunt Xue had a more dignified demeanor of a legitimate wife.

After the servant carried him over, Aunt Xue even rewarded him with money, and the servant had to praise her as well.

But once the servant left, the faces of the maids turned sour.

Aunt Xue covered her nose and turned her back.

She glanced at the tea on the table, picked it up, and walked over to the Third Master.

She lifted her hand.

With a splashing sound.

A cup of tea was poured all over the Third Master’s face, not a single drop left.

Whether it was the sudden splash of tea or the forceful momentum, both were enough to wake the Third Master up with a start.

The Third Master opened his eyes suddenly, his eyelids still stuck with tea leaves.

The Third Master opened his mouth to curse, but recognizing it was Aunt Xue and seeing her coy, charming face, he couldn’t bring himself to speak harshly.

Aunt Xue looked at him and said disappointedly, "Just suffered a bit of setback, and you’re knocked down like this?"

The Third Master let out a bitter laugh.

Was this a bit of setback?

Aunt Xue glanced at the maid.

The maid went out to stand guard.

Aunt Xue looked at the Third Master and said, "I can help you seize the Prince Zhenbei Mansion."

"You?" The Third Master chuckled.

She could help him seize the Prince Zhenbei Mansion?

If she was really that capable, how did she end up in a brothel?

He wasn’t in the mood for jokes now.

"I’m thirsty, pour me a cup of tea," the Third Master said.

Aunt Xue had a tea cup in her hand.

She lifted it slightly, "Want to drink tea?"

The Third Master looked at the tea cup.

Seeing Aunt Xue apply a bit of force, the tea cup was crushed in her hand.

The sound of crashing and its impact against the stone floor made the Third Master tremble in fright.

Such force...

"You know martial arts?!" The Third Master raised his voice by several notches.

Not only did his voice raise, but there was also a bit of tremor in it.

He had been sharing a bed with Aunt Xue for so long, yet he didn’t know she knew martial arts.

Aunt Xue smiled faintly.

Her look was already mesmerizing, and her smile was even more soul-stealing.

However, the Third Master’s attention was not on her beauty.

If he didn’t have enough strength, he couldn’t even keep her beauty.

These days, more than one person had praised Aunt Xue’s beauty in front of him; how could the Third Master not understand their implicit meaning?

Thinking about Aunt Xue being the Oiran of Baihua Building, the Third Master frowned, "Are you someone of Duke Chong?"

Thinking this way, it didn’t seem right.

If she were someone of Duke Chong, there was no reason to enter Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Aunt Xue’s eyes glanced aside, "My master is far beyond a mere tiny Duke Chong."

The cold voice came, not as charming and gentle as before, but with a hint of contempt, making the Third Master’s heart quake fiercely.

...

Su Jin was busy all night.

It wasn’t until the moon was high in the sky that she managed to extract the poison from the poisoned blood brought back from Dongxiang Marquis Mansion from Old Duke Chong.

A small cup of blood yielded only three rice-sized pieces of poison.

Due to needing to remove the bloody smell, the process was complicated and took a long time.

The last time Duke Chong set up to spill the poisoned blood, although it blinded one of Old Madam Duke Chong’s eyes, fortunately, there was an unexpected gain; but to test Old Duke Chong, they had to extract some poisoned blood again.

Old Duke Chong was already in weak health, and losing more blood made Su Jin’s heart ache.

Hopefully, this would be the last time.

Sleeping late at night meant waking up late in the morning.

And when Su Jin got up, it wasn’t Xingxing serving by the bedside, but Bi Zhu.

Su Jin stood there, letting Bi Zhu help her dress, and seeing that Xingxing hadn’t appeared, she asked, "Where is Xingxing?"

"Sister Xingxing went to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion to deliver something," Bi Zhu replied.

"Why did she go to deliver it?" Su Jin asked.

Usually, such tasks of delivering things were assigned to the Hidden Guard.

Bi Zhu couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh, "That day Brother Di Qing left Sister Xingxing on the roof to bask in the sun for half a day, and since then, Sister Xingxing hasn’t spoken to him, glaring at him every time she sees him."

"This morning, Sister Xingxing handed the medicine bottle to this maid to give to Brother Di Qing."

"Brother Di Qing wouldn’t take it and insisted Sister Xingxing give it to him herself."

"So Sister Xingxing went to deliver it herself."

"...."

Having Xingxing be reduced to begging, that was impossible.

The Marquis had said, lose everything, but not dignity.

It was just delivering something, what was the big deal.

Instructing Bi Zhu to take good care of Su Jin, Xingxing stuffed the medicine bottle into her satchel and left the mansion.

Poor Hidden Guard hoping Xingxing would soften.

Instead, Xingxing happily went to deliver the medicine.

She bought many big and small bags on the way to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

He followed her from the shadows, looking worried, afraid that she might lose the medicine.