After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband-Chapter 946 - 940: Sent Away

Although the gentleman had good intentions, Su Jin’s sprained foot had already been treated with medicine, so there was no need to call a doctor, and they had the young shop assistant politely decline on their behalf.

Xingxing asked the assistant to bring three bowls of rice because two bowls were not enough for both her and the young lady.

The assistant found himself admiring Xingxing and Su Jin’s appetite.

They might not be tall, but their ability to eat was surprisingly large.

"Please enjoy your meal first, I’ll go get the rice," he said.

"Oh, add three more dishes to the order," Xingxing instructed.

Xingxing pulled out two taels of silver from her bosom and tossed it to the assistant.

The assistant’s mouth twitched.

This gentleman might not be dressed fancily, but he was surprisingly generous.

Once the assistant brought the dishes, he realized just how particular these two were.

Not only did they order many dishes, but they also wanted the bedding replaced with new ones.

No guest staying in an inn would be so particular.

But since Xingxing paid enough for four sets of bedding, the assistant had no reason not to help out.

The assistant briskly took the money to buy the blankets, while Xingxing replaced the bedding.

Just as she picked up the pillow, she saw a folded fan lying underneath.

She picked up the fan and turned to Su Jin, saying, "Miss, there’s a folded fan under the pillow."

"Let me have a look," Su Jin said.

Xingxing handed the folded fan to Su Jin.

Su Jin opened the fan.

The fan was made of rosewood and had a faint scent of rosewood.

A landscape painting was depicted on it, and it was quite nicely done.

The assistant came back with two new blankets, and Xingxing told him about the folded fan under the pillow.

The assistant said, "The rooms are cleaned after guests check out, so this folded fan must have been left behind by a previous gentleman."

"Do you know who that gentleman was?" Su Jin asked.

"That I don’t know, our inn doesn’t ask for names or addresses from the guests."

"However, if that gentleman realizes he left the fan, he will surely come back for it."

The assistant still had to attend to other guests, so he put down the blankets and left.

Su Jin admired the artwork on the fan.

Xingxing helped Su Jin make the bed, while she herself slept on the small couch.

Xingxing dared not sleep with Su Jin, fearing her poor sleeping posture might accidentally kick the young lady’s abdomen, where the baby was, and that would be the end of her.

The inn was bustling with people and terribly noisy, and coupled with the poor soundproofing of the room, Su Jin didn’t sleep very well.

Xingxing, on the other hand, could sleep soundly even if the sky were falling.

The coachman didn’t have anywhere to stay, and when he was told to squeeze into the cow shed, he’d rather make do in the carriage.

The ship wouldn’t arrive for another three days, so Su Jin could only stay at the inn for three days.

During those three days, Su Jin went nowhere.

The gentleman who left the folded fan did not come looking for it, but instead those who were looking for her found the inn.

This time, the officers were straightforward in their search.

The people in the portrait were indeed her and Xingxing, but the identity was not a princess; it was—

The foster daughter of a fugitive.

Su Jin, "...."

Xingxing, "...."

She wouldn’t dare claim to be the daughter of a fugitive, otherwise the Emperor would be considered a fugitive.

Poor ministers, going to great lengths to find her with a sensible narrative, had quite a hard time.

It’s a pity that Su Jin had disguised herself and was wearing a mask, even walking to and fro in front of the officers, and they didn’t recognize her.

Thus, Su Jin stayed at the inn for three days.

On the fourth day, the ship returned.

Su Jin hadn’t yet gone downstairs when she heard that the ship was overcrowded.

The shipowner wanted to make more money; once it was full, they set sail immediately.

Su Jin’s plan to pay extra just to squeeze in was not even possible.

Xingxing looked at Su Jin, "Miss, what do we do now?"

Su Jin had a terrible headache.

Downstairs, people were discussing the matter of grain and grass, and Su Jin’s eyes lit up, "The grain and grass are being sent to the border; our destination is the same as theirs, we can take the transport ship."

Xingxing queried, "Miss, are you planning to reveal your identity?"

"There’s no need to reveal my identity," Su Jin said.

Su Jin took Xingxing and went downstairs, then boarded the carriage for the dock.

There were seven or eight ships docked there, with carts of grain and grass being carried onto the ships.

Su Jin stepped forward but was stopped by the officers, "This is not a place you should be."

Su Jin said, "I need to speak to your steward."

The officer frowned but didn’t push her away, and went to fetch the steward.

The steward came over, saw Su Jin, and asked, "And who might this gentleman be?"

Su Jin said, "I’m heading to the border with the grain and grass, and I request that you take me and my servant along."

The steward’s face changed as he replied, "Transporting grain and grass is of significant importance; it’s not as simple as just taking you along."

Su Jin replied, "I am the nephew of General Chen, who serves under Marquis Jibei; I am heading to the border to join General Chen."

Su Jin picked the smallest official she knew as her backing.

But even with that, the steward’s face changed.

General Chen holds the rank of Secondary Third Rank, two levels higher than a magistrate.

The steward dared not offend Su Jin, saying, "This decision is beyond my authority as a steward; you should talk to our Lord Prefect."

With that, the steward turned to leave.

What could Su Jin do? She had already shown her backing and handed over a hundred taels of silver, but it was to no avail.

Su Jin had no choice but to take the carriage to negotiate with Prefect Qian.

After the steward walked several dozen steps, he turned and looked back at Su Jin, then called a servant over, "Quickly report to Lord Prefect, saying the nephew of General Chen around Marquis Jibei is in Tongzhou."

The servant nodded and hurried off to inform Prefect Qian.

In front of the Prefect’s Office.

The carriage gradually came to a stop.

Just now at the horse’s head, Su Jin managed to see the steward.

But when they arrived at the government office, she didn’t even get to see what Prefect Qian looked like.

The officials directly shooed them away, saying, "When the ship is not requisitioned, why don’t we see so many relatives of nobles passing by our Tongzhou Prefecture?!"

Su Jin, "..."

Xingxing, "..."

Hearing this, it was clear that before they arrived, someone else had used the same name to try to hitch a ride on the ship.

"Transporting grain and grass, it’s a matter of tying one’s head to the waistband, who knows if they might encounter bandits, daring to hitch a ride, are they tired of living?!"

Xingxing said to Su Jin, "Better not take that ship, it’s better to wait a few more days."

Since they were not allowed to hitch a ride, Su Jin couldn’t force her way.

She turned to leave, but then came back and asked, "Did a young gentleman come to find Young Master Qian a few days ago?"

"Many people come looking for my young master, who knows which one you’re trying to inquire about?" the official said.

"He is a fellow schoolmate of Young Master Qian," Su Jin replied.

Such an identity should not be common, right?

The official frowned, his face unpleasant, looked Su Jin up and down, and asked, "Why are you asking so many questions?"

"That young gentleman left a folded fan with me," Su Jin said.

The official still looked indifferent, Xingxing was on the verge of explosion.

Palace regulations flashed through her mind.

Showing disrespect to the princess, at the very least would result in thirty lashes.

In the past, even if she wasn’t the princess, she was still a bandit from Qingyun Mountain, wherever she went, she scared people into trembling.

Now, pretending to be a common person, it’s truly difficult to take even a single step.

Su Jin signaled to Xingxing, who reluctantly pulled out the smallest silver ingot she had and slipped it into the official’s hand.

Two ounces of silver.

Xingxing looked pained.

Bribery—

They’ve disgraced the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

The official grinned, weighing the silver ingot and said, "It was the only son of the former Su Prefect Lord Lin, Mr. Lin."

"Where is Lord Lin now that he’s been demoted?" Su Jin asked again.

"He’s still in Su State."

How could he still be in Su State after being demoted?

Isn’t there a regulation by the court against serving in one’s hometown?

The official divulged further, Lord Lin wasn’t originally from Su State; during his tenure in Su State, he married the daughter of a local wealthy family and brought his entire family to Su State.

His land and shops were all in Su State, so naturally, after being demoted, he remained there.

The official only shared this much; to ask further would require additional incentives.

Xingxing, not accustomed to his money-hungry habits, pulled Su Jin and got back into the carriage, heading back to the inn.

Luckily they hadn’t checked out of the inn, otherwise there would have been nowhere to stay.

The official, seeing the carriage depart, returned to report to Prefect Qian.

"Have they been turned away?" Prefect Qian asked.

"They left."

Prefect Qian waved him off, and the official withdrew.

The master approached, and Prefect Qian said, "Send someone to keep an eye on them, quickly load the grain and grass onto the carriage and send them off to avoid any prolonged issues."

Inside the inn, Su Jin returned to her room and lay on the small couch, daydreaming.

After finishing lunch, the driver knocked on the door, saying, "Young gentleman."

"Come in," Xingxing replied.

The driver opened the door and came in, closing it behind him, and said, "Heir’s wife, I just heard that the Zhou Family has merchant ships that haven’t been requisitioned, we can travel on the Zhou Family’s merchant ship."

"Zhou Family?" Su Jin raised her eyebrows.

"It’s the Zhou Family of the Heir’s wife of Beining Marquis," the driver replied.

"Beauty Pavilion has business dealings with the Zhou Family."

Xingxing’s eyes lit up, "Is it feasible?"

The driver was hesitant, unsure if he could guarantee it.

If it wasn’t feasible, wouldn’t the Heir’s wife be disappointed?

Su Jin said, "You go and try first."

"But don’t reveal my identity."

The driver decided to try anyway, perhaps it would work?

Hmm.

The driver didn’t reveal Su Jin’s identity; instead, he exposed his own and devised an identity for Su Jin—

Second-class manager of Beauty Pavilion.

The driver carried the token of Beauty Pavilion with him, although it was wooden, the steward on the Zhou Family’s ship recognized the token was indeed from Beauty Pavilion.

But relying solely on a token, the steward of Zhou Family dared not be careless, so he asked several questions about Beauty Pavilion, which the servant, being a worker there, easily answered.

Upon confirming the identity, how could the Zhou Family steward possibly refuse to let a second-class manager from Beauty Pavilion aboard?

He couldn’t be welcoming enough.

"The ship will set sail the day after tomorrow; just have your second steward arrive, I’m too busy to get away. Once you’re onboard, I’ll attend to you," the Zhou Family steward said courteously.

Being allowed to board was satisfactory enough for the driver.

As for being entertained, were a steward to host him, he’d have to refuse.

Would the princess dine at the same table with a Zhou Family steward?

Even Zhou Family’s master may not have such fortune.

The driver expressed his gratitude and bid farewell.

He hurried back to the inn to share the good news with Su Jin, and Su Jin rewarded him with two ounces of silver.

Knowing they could depart the day after tomorrow allowed Su Jin to relax.

Tongzhou City, being situated at a key location, was bustling and prosperous. After resting for two days, Su Jin felt much better physically.

Since it was a rare visit, Su Jin wanted to stroll around.

Xingxing had been considering it for a while but dared not mention it.

The master and servant agreed instantly, but it was hard on the driver, who followed behind, listening intently and watching everywhere.