After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband

Especially since the Prince Consort doesn’t know how to play mahjong, the Crown Prince and Empress should call the Emperor over.

Let the Emperor win back the ten thousand taels he just lost from the Prince Consort.

Su Yang didn’t have money, that much Princess Yinchuan knew.

Since they were gambling on mahjong, a wager was necessary. Princess Yinchuan pulled out the silver note that hadn’t even warmed against her chest and handed it to Su Yang, saying, "Here you go."

Su Yang raised an eyebrow, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll lose it all?"

"I’m not afraid," Princess Yinchuan said.

"If you lose it all, I’ll just ask Father for more."

As the princess and the apple of her parents’ eyes, would asking for ten thousand taels be more than a simple word?

What intrigued her more was, "Since mahjong was invented by the Princess Consort Zhenbei, why don’t you play?"

"It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that my parents and grandfather won’t let me," Su Yang said, looking troubled.

"They’re afraid I’ll lose myself in play and neglect my duties."

Princess Yinchuan looked at the silver note in Su Yang’s hand, considering taking it back.

Since Marquis Dongxiang doesn’t allow Su Yang to play mahjong, she shouldn’t let him play either.

What if he got addicted?

She could just play with her mother and brother.

Just as Princess Yinchuan was about to take it, Su Yang said, "Playing a few rounds in Beimo is fine, but I can’t play when I go back."

"I’m afraid my father will beat me."

Princess Yinchuan looked at Su Yang and said, "Isn’t this not so good?"

"It’s fine, just enough to get a feel for it, I’m only playing two rounds," Su Yang said.

Just two rounds, he wouldn’t get addicted.

Especially people who have lost badly and are fuming with anger; they definitely don’t get addicted.

Her brother is quite an expert at this.

Princess Yinchuan stood beside Su Yang and her mother, wanting to see how poorly Su Yang played.

Sitting at the table and touching the mahjong tiles, Su Yang said, "I haven’t played mahjong in ten years."

The Beimo Crown Prince grinned brightly.

But when the game started, the smile on the Beimo Crown Prince’s face slowly faded away.

Although Su Yang didn’t win, he also didn’t lose.

In every match, Su Yang fed tiles to the Beimo Empress, truly playing right into her wants.

Every tile he played was what the Beimo Empress needed.

The Beimo Crown Prince finally won a round, but just as he declared a win, the Beimo Empress snatched it away.

Princess Yinchuan felt that Su Yang was doing well.

Since her father had aged and stopped adding concubines to the harem, he seemed to be under her mother’s stricter control.

As long as you pleased her mother, her father was no threat.

Princess Yinchuan was pleased with Su Yang’s way of doing things, as she didn’t want to return to upset both her father and mother before leaving again.

Just when Princess Yinchuan thought this, Su Yang started winning.

Winning in all sorts of ways.

The money that went to the Beimo Empress was gradually won back.

The Beimo Crown Prince hadn’t won a single match, and with only the last thousand taels left, he slowly realized he might have been set up.

"Brother-in-law, you don’t seem like someone who hasn’t played mahjong in a long time," the Beimo Crown Prince said.

Su Yang replied, "I wouldn’t dare lie to my brother-in-law. It’s true that I haven’t played in ten years."

Su Yang was honest and disdained to lie.

He really hadn’t played mahjong in ten years.

From his grandfather, Marquis Jibei, down to the Ninth Prince, there wasn’t anyone who would play mahjong with him.

The reason was simple; the Old Madam Ji Bei, being elderly, had only one hobby, and that was playing mahjong.

Once, when she was having a streak of bad luck and lost interest in the game, Su Yang volunteered to take her place.

At the time, Su Yang was not yet eight years old, and seeing him want to play, the Old Madam Ji Bei allowed it.

Faced with a hand of terrible tiles, whatever he played would lose.

Su Yang sat in the Old Madam Ji Bei’s seat, looking at his grandmother and said, "Grandmother, if I lose, it counts for you; if I win, it counts for me, okay?"

"Okay," the Old Madam Ji Bei said indulgently.

Su Yang sat steadily, and none of his aunts or Mrs. Tang took him seriously.

Yet the lousy hand that the Old Madam Ji Bei had turned into a victory in Su Yang’s hands.

He had a great memory, not only recalling every tile played by the other three but also predicting the tiles they held.

In just that instance, Su Yang won three months’ worth of allowance for himself.

He planned to win more, but Mrs. Tang soon kicked him off the table.

Without both winning and losing, there was no fun in playing; when three people lose to one, the game loses its appeal.

After that day, Marquis Dongxiang ordered that Su Yang was not to play mahjong.

If Su Yang played, he would be punished each time.

Su Yang wasn’t afraid of getting hit, but as he always won, even the Ninth Prince knew about it; there was also the well-known incident of Su Chong pretending to be weak to win against the Heir of Duke Chong.

Bet or not, one should never gamble with anyone from the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

Su Yang wanted to play mahjong to earn some pocket money, but unfortunately, no one would indulge him.

But playing in Beimo was different. After all, Daqi was far, and his parents were too distant to object.

Tricking the Beimo Crown Prince wouldn’t upset his father, as long as he behaved once back home.

Inside the Imperial Study.

The King of Beimo had no interest in reviewing the memorials, deciding instead to head to the Phoenix Palace.

When he entered the hall, the Palace Attendant was about to announce "The Emperor has arrived," but the King of Beimo stopped them.

"What’s the situation inside?" Mr. Liu asked.

The Palace Attendant remained silent.

Seeing the King’s smiling face, the Palace Attendant dared not dampen his spirits.

To tell the Emperor that the loser was the Crown Prince would be...

Unthinkable.

Absolutely unthinkable.

"We servants have been keeping watch outside and don’t know who’s winning or losing inside," the Palace Attendant said, eyes cast down.