After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband
Chapter 97 Grain and Grass

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Grain and Grass

Chu Shun and the others exchanged glances.

Originally, I thought I was already neglected enough at home. Compared to Su Chong, my own father still seems affectionate.

Yet, how twisted must Marquis Dongxiang’s mind be, when even his own son can’t follow his thoughts? For others to understand him is as hard as reaching the sky.

"What happens if we don’t let him?" the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion asked. "My uncle is quite stubborn."

Su Chong glanced at him and said, "How is your uncle’s martial arts?"

"About the same as General Zhongwu," the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion thought for a moment and replied.

"Better give up. With my father, no amount of stubbornness as a mule will work. You need to have hard fists," Su Chong said while sipping his tea.

"...."

Thinking of how General Zhongwu had his nose broken, and Duke Chong hadn’t attended court for days still nursing his injuries, you realize how hard Marquis Dongxiang’s fists are.

Moreover, if even Duke Chong was beaten up, who in the court doesn’t he dare to hit?

Su Chong drank half a cup of tea, then stood up. "I’m leaving now."

Su Chong rode away on horseback.

The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion couldn’t sit still and said, "I’ll head back to the mansion first; my mother needs to step in for this matter."

After saying that, he hurriedly left.

After he left, Prince NanAn also departed, leaving only the Heir of Marquis Beining and Chu Shun behind.

The two sat idly, but the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion returned in just half an hour.

Two large silver ingots were placed on the table, which startled the drowsy Chu Shun awake.

The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion sat down and said, "This is a reward from my aunt."

"Did she persuade your uncle?" the Heir of Marquis Beining asked curiously.

"My uncle wasn’t home. With my aunt in charge, it should not be a big problem," the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion replied.

It’s unreasonable to know you’re going to get hit and still run towards the fist, especially when you can’t win the fight.

The next morning during court.

The Ministry of War reported to the Emperor that within three days, the grain and supplies would be fully gathered and could be sent to the border.

At this moment, Marquis Dongxiang stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I’ve rested enough these days. Please assign this task of delivering the grain and supplies to me."

The Emperor furrowed his brows.

Then a minister said, "The Emperor has already assigned the task of delivering the grain and supplies to Marquis Yong’an."

The minister said this and glanced at Marquis Yong’an.

Marquis Yong’an stood there as if nothing had happened.

The marquis behind him, Nanning Marquis, thought he was daydreaming and gave him a push.

Marquis Yong’an smiled and said, "Marquis Dongxiang is willing to serve the court, so I naturally yield. Whether it’s me or Marquis Dongxiang delivering the grain and supplies, I’ll follow the Emperor’s decision."

Not confronting Marquis Dongxiang directly, if the Emperor insists on assigning him to deliver the grain and supplies, even if Marquis Dongxiang wants to take over, he has to grab it from the Emperor’s hand.

The Emperor’s brows knitted into a tight scowl.

Does Marquis Yong’an fear Marquis Dongxiang?

Marquis Dongxiang looked towards the Emperor and said, "Assign this task to me."

"Assign it to you?" The Emperor’s brow was heavy. "Are you sending the grain and supplies to the border, or are you sending it to your Qingyun Mountain?!"

Marquis Dongxiang, "...."

Ordinarily, when grain and supplies pass by the foot of his Qingyun Mountain, quite a bit gets robbed by him.

The court entrusting the grain and supplies to him, one wonders how much would remain.

The Emperor was worried.

Marquis Dongxiang sighed, "The Emperor doesn’t trust me, just find someone to watch over me?"

That’s actually a good idea.

However, that only works for others.

It doesn’t work on Marquis Dongxiang. Even Duke Chong had a rib broken by him, who else in the court would dare accompany Marquis Dongxiang?

One fears that the grain and supplies wouldn’t get delivered, but they’d have to take the blame for him.

The Emperor’s gaze swept across the hall, and wherever his gaze reached, heads lowered, silently praying: Don’t pick me.

The more the Emperor looked, the more furious he became. When Marquis Dongxiang occupied Qingyun Mountain, each one righteously claimed they could effortlessly eliminate a small Feihu Village. Yet a single Marquis Dongxiang terrified them to the core.

But not everyone lowered their heads, Marquis Jibei didn’t.

At least there was still someone with a backbone.

The Emperor was quite satisfied, "Marquis Jibei will be the Chief Grain Transport Officer, and Marquis Dongxiang the deputy. As you head to the border, Marquis Dongxiang, you must listen to Marquis Jibei’s orders."

Marquis Dongxiang frowned, "The journey to the border is long. Marquis Jibei is quite advanced in age, I think...".

"Who’s advanced in age?!" Marquis Jibei’s face was earnest.

"...."

"I, I’m the one advanced in age. You are still young," Marquis Dongxiang said.

"...."

The entire court struggled to hold back inner laughter.

Marquis Jibei’s age is more than enough to be Marquis Dongxiang’s father.

But surprisingly, Marquis Dongxiang didn’t explode and actually conceded. Although his words could provoke anger, compared to others, he was already being very restrained.

The Emperor’s gaze shifted between Marquis Dongxiang and Marquis Jibei, somewhat regretting making Marquis Jibei the Chief Grain Transport Officer.

In front of him, Marquis Dongxiang’s attitude towards Marquis Jibei was already like this. Once they leave the Capital, the Chief Grain Transport Officer will likely become just a nominal post.

If it’s useless, why send him on the trip?

But once the words were spoken, the Emperor couldn’t take them back.

And so the matter was settled.

After the court session, the Emperor summoned Marquis Dongxiang to the Imperial Study to give him a stern warning. In short, if Marquis Dongxiang dared to get any ideas about the grain, he wouldn’t spare him, despite Su Jin having once saved him.

Marquis Dongxiang unperturbedly said, "I’ll stake my son-in-law’s head on it as a guarantee that I won’t take a single grain of rice to Qingyun Mountain."

A certain son-in-law, "...."

The Emperor was so angry his eyes bulged.

Marquis Dongxiang continued, "This journey is dangerous, I need to bring more people along, wearing civilian clothes isn’t convenient."

Knowing it’s dangerous, why are you insisting on taking the job?!

The Emperor was so infuriated he was speechless.

"If the grain doesn’t reach the camp, I’ll strip you of your marquis title," the Emperor said.

"I have no objections," Marquis Dongxiang agreed without hesitation.

"...."

"Alright, alright, go take a few sets of the soldiers’ uniforms," the Emperor said impatiently.

"...."

Marquis Dongxiang took his leave.

The news that Marquis Dongxiang snatched the grain transport officer task reached Su Jin’s ears.

Su Jin frowned slightly, "Is Father going to the border?"

"Absolutely, a grain transport officer is for delivering grain," Xingxing said.

"Why is Father going to the border?" Su Jin asked.

"Surely the brothers at Qingyun Mountain are out of food," Xingxing said.

"...."

"So certain?" Su Jin rubbed her forehead.

Xingxing nodded her little head repeatedly, "The Marquis said he wouldn’t do anything pointless."

Xie Jingchen rubbed his forehead. With Grandfather and Father at the border waiting for relief supplies, could Father-in-law truly be plotting to take the grain?

"Miss, let’s make more golden sore medicine for the Marquis," Xingxing said.

Su Jin nodded.

Over the next two days, Su Jin had the Hidden Guard help prepare golden sore medicine while she prepared other pills.

On the day Marquis Dongxiang was to set off, Su Jin sent a big box of medicinal ingredients to Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

She arrived just in time as Mrs. Tang and the others were at the gate to bid farewell.

Seeing Su Jin alight from the carriage, Su Yang said, "Sister, if you were any later, Father would be at the Duke Zhen Country Mansion’s front door for us to send him off."

Su Jin, "...."

Xie Jingchen, "...."

"When I return to the Capital, I must find a way to move. Living so far away is inconvenient," Marquis Dongxiang said.

"...."

"Father, when will you return from delivering the grain?" Su Jin asked.

"I’ll be back within a month," Marquis Dongxiang replied.

"...."