After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband
Chapter 61: On the Wall

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: On the Wall

Little Black made a wet spot on the ground.

He shook his body and chased after Su Jin and Xingxing.

Xie Jingchen was speechless.

Even the dogs of Qingyun Mountain were particularly bold.

If not for the herbal bath stabilizing the toxins in his body these past days, he would’ve barely dodged it.

Looking at Little Black joyfully running around in circles —

He couldn’t help but want to catch the dog and make soup.

The place was deserted, with only a gentle breeze blowing.

No host to greet him, not even a Maid or servant.

He had never seen a Marquis Mansion treating guests like this.

Xie Jingchen decided that next time Su Jin returned home, he would certainly not accompany her, it was simply a thankless task.

To avoid bumping into Young Master Su and being dragged to dig a dog hole, Xie Jingchen walked in the opposite direction.

He wandered into the garden.

Hmm.

The garden amazed him even more.

Aside from the hardier ones, the other delicate flowers were either dead or almost half dead.

Don’t even mention relaxing here, coming here a few more times would utterly ruin your mood.

This household lives too roughly.

Xie Jingchen planned to go to the pavilion to enjoy the breeze.

Coincidentally, a Maid passed by and stopped him, "Sir, the pavilion was slapped by the Marquis last evening, we’re not sure if it will collapse, and no one has fixed it yet, better not sit inside."

Xie Jingchen, "... ."

Only then did Xie Jingchen notice a handprint on the column.

With such anger, he asked, "Why did father-in-law get so angry?"

"The Marquis was swatting a mosquito," the Maid replied.

"... ."

With a word of reminder, the Maid left.

Xie Jingchen abandoned the idea of the pavilion and continued onward.

After walking a while, some shouting and sounds of fighting reached him.

Following the sounds, Xie Jingchen approached a courtyard.

From the outside, the courtyard looked rather tasteful.

Inside—

It was a training ground.

In the yard were over twenty men, all dressed as servants, clapping and cheering around a stage.

On the stage, two servants were exchanging punches and kicks.

The punches were fierce, not a mere play-fight but serious.

A punch landed, and the servant’s face jiggled before he could react; he was kicked off the stage.

"Make way! Make way!"

The nearby ones shouted.

Everyone stepped back, as the servant fell flat on the ground, causing the dust to fly up.

The servant on the stage smugly said, "Thanks for letting me win! The fine wine and three pounds of marinated beef are mine for today!"

Xie Jingchen stayed away, but a servant noticed him and shouted, "Sir has come over, everyone who hasn’t met him yet, come and recognize him, so we don’t ignore each other on the street."

The servants gathered around from under the stage.

"This is our Feihu Village’s Sir?"

"The young lady truly has good taste."

They didn’t just look; some even put their hands on Xie Jingchen’s shoulders, kneading his shoulders, just like Marquis Dongxiang checked his physique before.

"Sir’s martial arts seem not weak, why did the Marquis say he’s frail?" a servant questioned.

"... ."

"Perhaps the Marquis has high standards."

"Let me test Sir’s martial arts."

Just as the words reached Xie Jingchen’s ears, a fist came towards him.

No time to hesitate, or he’d take a solid punch.

Xie Jingchen was put in a tight spot with no choice.

The servants observed, "Sir didn’t use his full strength."

"Sir, when sparring on our Qingyun Mountain, not using full strength is disrespectful! As long as you don’t beat someone to death, no one will blame you!" a servant shouted.

"... ."

Could he use full strength?

In a short while, he felt his blood boiling.

After half a cup of tea’s time, Xie Jingchen could no longer hold on.

A lapse in concentration —

His eye got punched by a servant.

Xie Jingchen, "... ."

Servants, "... ."

As for Su Jin and Xingxing, they wandered around before heading to the direction pointed by Mrs. Tang to find Young Master Su.

They saw a dog hole the size of a fist, a small hoe and a spade, but not Su Yang himself.

Xingxing looked around, "Where’s Young Master?"

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!!"

"Young Master!!!"

Each call was louder than the last.

Shouting made Xingxing cough.

Then, a voice came —

"Help!"

"It’s Young Master’s voice!" Xingxing said anxiously.

They ran towards the source of the sound.

From a distance, they saw a delicate little boy sitting on the wall, with a toppled ladder below, looking hideous.

Seeing Su Jin, Young Master Su waved, "Sister, I’m here!"

Xingxing ran over and said, "Young Master, weren’t you digging a dog hole? How did you start climbing over the wall, and not even finish?"

Young Master Su’s little face looked bitter, "The wall is painful enough, do you have to hit my heart too with your words?"

"Help me fix the ladder, I want to get down!"

Young Master Su had enough of sitting on the wall.

The wind was strong above.

It was freezing him.

His face was chapped by the wind.

Xingxing quickly set to work.

But once the ladder was up, several pieces of wood fell off.

The makeshift ladder was truly unstable.

Xingxing, "... ."

Young Master Su, "... ."

Su Jin noticed a big tree nearby with a rope attached to it, the other end stretching outside the wall.

She had to give it to her brother; his mind was quick.

He probably planned to climb down using the rope.

"Why wasn’t it used?" she asked curiously.

Young Master Su grimaced, "Someone cut my rope short, and the ground outside is full of cacti, can’t go down."

Su Jin, "... ."

Cacti —

Su Jin was conquered by this tactic.

Young Master Su regretted kicking over the ladder once he got on the wall; otherwise, he wouldn’t be stuck, unable to get out or down.

"If I find out who messed with me, I’ll shove the cactus in their face!"

Young Master Su looked fierce.

Xingxing said bluntly, "Must be the Marquis, no one else has the guts."

Young Master Su’s face fell.

"Then there’s nothing I can do, Mother says Father’s face is as thick as a shield, even spears can’t pierce it," Young Master Su said defeatedly.

"... ."

Su Jin was amused.

Her brother was so young, yet already learned to tough it out without losing face, finding excuses for himself.

Xingxing fetched a bamboo pole, Young Master Su slid down it.

Once Young Master Su touched the ground, he jumped a few times, shaking off dust, or perhaps relishing the solid ground after being on the wall for so long.

He looked at Su Jin and said, "Sister, where’s brother-in-law, didn’t he come with you?"

"He came with me," Su Jin smiled.

"Then I’ll go find him," Young Master Su said energetically.

Xingxing said, "Madam said, no help from Sir in digging dog holes."

"It’s embarrassing to dig dog holes; I won’t do it!" Young Master Su snorted.

"Little Black, let’s go!"

...

Xie Jingchen rubbed his eye as he left the small courtyard, seeing someone with a dog approaching from afar.

Young Master Su ran up to Xie Jingchen, looked him up and down, and stared at his bruised left eye, "You are my brother-in-law, right?"

"I am."

"Hasn’t the bruise from my big brother’s punch healed yet?" Young Master Su asked curiously.

"... ."

"Let me apply some medicine, mine works wonders."

"No need."

"Then help me with something, you can’t refuse this time, my sister pampers me the most," Young Master Su insisted, frowning.

"... ."

Not giving Xie Jingchen a chance to refuse, Young Master Su tugged his sleeve and led him forward.

Xie Jingchen frowned deeply.

Young Master Su led him to a wall.

Xie Jingchen frowned and said, "I can help with other things, but digging dog holes is out."

"I know that."

Xie Jingchen felt somewhat relieved.

In the end, Young Master Su stopped by the wall, touched it, and said, "You help me open a door, it’ll be easier for me to leave the mansion in the future."

Xie Jingchen, "...!!!"