After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 792 - 790: Hobby

In Xingxing’s eyes, the more good things one has, the better.

This item was bestowed by the Emperor.

The Emperor is the most fond of her lady.

As long as her lady acts coy, she can get as many as she wants, right?

Xingxing didn’t know how the officials opposed the Emperor awarding Su Jin the Red Book Iron Certificate, nor did she know that the ten thousand silver note that Su Jin gave to Marquis Dongxiang ended up making a round in the Emperor’s hands.

In her eyes, this Red Book Iron Certificate was just an iron lump; if they could make complex jewelry, then making Red Book Iron Certificates wouldn’t be a big deal.

If you really wanted them, you could probably make several carts full...

Eunuch Fu trembled as he returned to the Imperial Study.

The Emperor asked him about Su Jin’s reaction to being awarded the Red Book Iron Certificate.

Eunuch Fu honestly reported that Su Jin was very happy, to which the Emperor was even more pleased.

Eunuch Fu silently added, "That maid Xingxing thinks it’s a good thing and suggested the Princess should ask for a few more from you, Your Majesty...".

The Emperor, "...."

Eunuch Fu didn’t dare to deceive.

Even though Xingxing said that, who knows if the Princess Consort Zhenbei would be influenced?

Their master and servant always acted in unison.

By telling the Emperor in advance, it gave him a mental preparation.

In case the Princess Consort Zhenbei really brought it up, the Emperor could come up with a reason to refuse her beforehand.

Thinking of this, Eunuch Fu believed the Emperor wouldn’t have a good lunch today.

The Emperor wanted most to make amends to the Princess.

The Princess had more private savings than the Emperor, and she wasn’t interested in the rewards of money or land.

Finally, there was something she liked, yet the Emperor still couldn’t give it to her...

After Eunuch Fu left, Xingxing got a scolding.

Although she said those words to Su Jin, she said it loudly enough for everyone in the main hall to hear.

Including the Old Prince and the Prince, who all had dark lines on their faces.

But given Su Jin and Xingxing’s temperament, they certainly wouldn’t say anything.

But Princess Nanzhang and Xie Jinyu wouldn’t tolerate it, coldly laughing, "The Red Book Iron Certificate, do you think you can ask for as many as you want?!"

Su Jin turned to look at Xie Jinyu; Xingxing pouted, "My lady hasn’t even asked the Emperor for it, yet the Emperor already rewarded her with one. Why can’t she ask for a few more?"

"Just because you can’t get one doesn’t mean my lady can’t."

"...."

Her delicate face was filled with a little smugness.

Xie Jinyu’s face turned liver-colored with anger.

The maids and servants all knew the rarity of the Red Book Iron Certificate.

They initially laughed at Xingxing’s remarks, but after hearing her retort to Xie Jinyu, they took back their ridicule. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Just because others couldn’t do it doesn’t mean the Princess Consort couldn’t.

For her birthday, the Emperor not only hosted a lantern festival but also granted an amnesty to the world.

Granting an amnesty to the world isn’t a trivial matter, usually only done for a new Emperor’s accession, or the Empress Dowager’s sixtieth birthday, the Emperor’s grand birthday...

Granting an amnesty for a Princess’s birthday was the first time in the Daqi Dynasty.

Su Jin took the Red Book Iron Certificate back to Agarwood Pavilion, explaining to Xingxing along the way how difficult it was to obtain.

Ten thousand silver, saving the Emperor, saving the Prince, saving the Old Prince...

Every single deed was a great merit; only then did she amass such a Red Book Iron Certificate.

Su Jin was truly afraid if it wasn’t explained clearly, Xingxing might plead for a Red Book Iron Certificate when she saw the Emperor.

Even after a clear explanation, Xingxing stubbornly said, "Not even a year, and my lady has already accumulated one Red Book Iron Certificate."

"If she saves one every ten years, by the time she gets old, she’ll have seven or eight."

"...."

On Xingxing’s face, Su Jin saw this maid’s new hobby—

Watching her accumulate meritorious deeds to exchange for Red Book Iron Certificates.

Unable to resist, Su Jin tapped Xingxing on the forehead, "What do you need so many Red Book Iron Certificates for?"

"Can I commit a capital crime that many times?"

Xingxing rubbed her forehead and said, "Of course, my lady will not commit any capital crimes."

"Manager Li said the Red Book Iron Certificate can be treated as a family heirloom, passed down through generations. Without accumulating a few, what if you have seven or eight little sons? How will there be enough to share?"

"...."

Then the conversation turned to why Su Jin hadn’t yet had a little son.

Xingxing’s impatience.

Princess Fu Yun got pregnant soon after marrying the eldest young master.

But her lady had been married for so long without any news.

Xingxing was worried.

She wished her lady would get pregnant today and give birth tomorrow.

"Ma’am, you promised Madam you’d conceive early," Xingxing reminded, afraid Su Jin would break this promise.

"...."

She felt a passionate gaze watching her.

Su Jin’s ears turned red.

Could this maid treat Jingchen as an outsider a little? Saying everything in front of Xie Jingchen, isn’t this stirring trouble for her?

"Does my wife want to conceive early?" Xie Jingchen asked with a smile.

"...."

Su Jin wanted to die.

If she denied it, Xingxing would absolutely explode.

This maid did not allow anyone to question her honesty.

She would painstakingly recount to Su Jin where and under what circumstances she had said it to jog her memory.

Leaving absolutely no room for retort.

Su Jin looked at Xie Jingchen and decisively changed the subject, "The Emperor rewarded me with a Red Book Iron Certificate, I should enter the palace to express my gratitude."

"I think the Emperor would prefer if you don’t enter the palace right now," Xie Jingchen said.

"Why?"

Xie Jingchen just looked at Su Jin like that.

Su Jin silently twitched a corner of her mouth.

No need to say, surely he’s worried she’d ask for more Red Book Iron Certificates if she went into the palace.

Back at Agarwood Pavilion, when Xie Jingchen was going up the steps, he sent Xingxing away.

Su Jin, feeling uneasy, shoved the Red Book Iron Certificate into Xie Jingchen’s arms, intending to go for a walk in the garden.

As she turned, a maid ran over and said, "Madam Wen Yuan and her daughter are kneeling at the front of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, refusing to get up..."

Su Jin furrowed her brows.

Why are these people so annoying?

Her parents were so resolute, yet they still dared to play the pity card.

Do they think that by refusing to get up, her parents will soften?

In front of Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

Madam Wen Yuan and the Miss of Wen Yuan Bo Mansion knelt on the ground.

Their eyes were red, and they looked haggard.

Especially the Miss of Wen Yuan Bo Mansion, her face had turned blue; who knows if remorse had crept up her cheeks.

To save Wen Yuan Bo Mansion, she didn’t hesitate to offer herself to the Heir of Duke Chong.

But Duke Chong’s Mansion didn’t show any favor, reporting their crimes in full detail to the Emperor.

The case was already investigated, just short of conviction.

The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice hadn’t yet left the court, but Uncle Wen Yuan already knew the news of his impending downfall.

He awaited his arrest by the Ministry of Justice with a face of despair.

Madam Wen Yuan wasn’t willing to give up, or perhaps she didn’t want to.

She’d visited the prison before; that cold, damp Ministry of Justice Prison she never wanted to step foot in again in her lifetime.

Throughout Capital City, if there’s anyone who can save Wen Yuan Bo Mansion, it would only be Marquis Dongxiang.

Though Marquis Dongxiang didn’t care if Wen Yuan Bo Mansion was exiled, Mrs. Tang might.

She didn’t believe Mrs. Tang could ignore the loss of Wen Yuan Bo Mansion’s title.

She knew Mrs. Tang hated and resented her.

She was willing to apologize, to repay by being a cow or horse, just begging her to save Wen Yuan Bo Mansion.