The Red Mansion Big Liar.

Chapter 132: Pressing

Since Jia Jing's birthday was still about ten days away, there was still time to send out invitations.

However, things are different now than in the past. Because he was worried that his servants might profit from it, Jia Zhen did everything himself, not only sending out invitations, but also purchasing everything for the banquet and hiring an opera troupe.

As a result, he had to give up the job of managing the Grand View Garden.

This already made Wang Xifeng quite dissatisfied, and when she received the invitation from Jia Zhen today, she was even more furious.

He threw it on the kang and said indignantly, "I think Brother Zhen has really lost his mind. After what happened in the East Mansion, he is still showing off in public and holding a birthday banquet. Is it because he thinks it is not embarrassing enough, or does he want to tell the outside world that there is something hidden in the mansion?"

Ping Er asked in confusion, "How could that be? I heard that he still owes more than 100,000 taels, and it was all raised with the help of Master!"

"Pah!" Wang Xifeng spat fiercely on the ground, "I think it's true that he couldn't resist Sister Zhen's soft and hard persuasion!"

At this point, she looked at Ping'er and said angrily, "Look at Sister Zhen and Xiangling. They are very efficient in getting things done, but why are you dragging your feet? Can't you just eat some steamed buns to save face?"

Ping Erh argued, "Master has helped a lot with the garden, so Madam, you have to speak with conscience!"

"Conscience?" Wang Xifeng sneered. "Conscience is worth less than three taels, but it is very valuable to keep it. He does have a conscience. With more than 100,000 taels of silver, how long will it take to pay it back given the current East Palace? I'm afraid he will have to rely on it!"

"Things have their priorities. After all, the East Palace is involved. You can't just sit there and watch them get punished, right? Besides, grandma is not in a hurry."

"No hurry? The other day, Second Master wrote back, saying he would be back before the end of the year. If anything unexpected happens by then, don't blame me. This time when I go to celebrate her birthday and see her, you must hurry her up!"

"This..." Ping'er said with difficulty, "Grandma's pussy is too tight!"

Wang Xifeng raised her eyebrows and pouted, "I'm pushing hard? No matter how hard I push, I don't see him willing to use any strength against us!"

Ping'er shook her head and smiled bitterly, and just kept trying to comfort her: "Grandma! We don't know when the East Palace's mess will end. Even if Master has a job now, I'm afraid he will have to use it to supplement his income..."

"You are so kind-hearted! If he turns against you, you will cry!"

"How could it be! Didn't grandma say that the old man is a thoughtful person..."

Wang Xifeng was clearly talking about conscience, but when it came out of Ping'er's mouth, the word "conscience" was omitted.

Wang Xifeng naturally heard the difference and couldn't help thinking of the scene in the back porch that night. She said angrily, "Look at how frivolous you are! I don't know if he has feelings for you, but I'm afraid your heart has already flown away with him!"

"Grandma..." A blush appeared on Ping'er's face.

"I don't want to bother with you. I have to go to my wife and ask what the rules are."

Wang Xifeng became more and more angry. She turned around and picked up the invitation on the kang, reminding him: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. You must bring the message this time."

She slammed the door and walked out, walking with her long legs and twisting her slender waist, and came to Rong Xi Tang.

He bowed to Madam Wang, handed over the invitation, and reported: "Brother Zhen just sent me an invitation, saying that he wants to celebrate Master Jing's birthday. I wonder what Madam's rules are?"

"Celebrating a birthday?" Madam Wang frowned slightly. "It's not the birthday yet, why are you celebrating a birthday at this time?"

"I think he probably wants to earn some gifts to make up for the deficit. Two years ago, Master Jing didn't come home to receive kowtows from everyone for his birthday. Now that this has happened, I'm afraid he won't come home anymore. That's why I came to ask Madam for advice."

Mrs. Wang naturally understood what she meant. Since it was not the New Year's Eve, and Jia Jing was unlikely to come home, should she give a discount on the gift? However, the Ning Mansion had contributed to Yuanchun's affairs, so even if they were to destroy the bridge after crossing it, they would not be so quick to do so.

She raised her hand and rubbed her temple, then waved her hand and said, "Such a big thing happened over there, and they didn't ask for our help, so let's just follow the rules from last year!"

Wang Xifeng sneered and said, "With Brother Yi helping us, he will naturally not bother us. Word has spread outside that the more than 100,000 taels of silver that were lost were all borrowed by him."

When she first heard Zhang Yunyi's name, Mrs. Wang's heart trembled suddenly, and the feeling of being half pulled and half lifted up by that strong and powerful body suddenly emerged in her heart.

She couldn't help but breathe heavier, her heartbeat quickened, and she swallowed dryly.

Then he realized that Wang Xifeng was still beside him. He quickly coughed and covered up, "Ahem! No wonder Zhen'er mentioned it to the old lady and nothing happened. It turned out that he did it..."

Wang Xifeng noticed that Mrs. Wang had a strange expression on her face, but she didn't investigate further. She just thought that she was secretly shocked and surprised that Zhang Yunyi was willing to put in so much effort.

"That's right! The East Palace really picked up a treasure, and even my aunt got some benefit from it. Not only did they solve Xiangling's problem, they also kept their title as the Imperial Merchant and started a business."

She didn't do this simply to exaggerate Yun Yi, but also to lay the groundwork for sending Ping'er away later.

However, Mrs. Wang's mind was not on this.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. It was like picking up a treasure, and it was like a heavy hammer hitting Mrs. Wang's heart.

She just felt weak all over, waved her hands weakly, and said: "Alright, that's all, just go back and follow the rules from last year."

"Well!" Wang Xifeng agreed hurriedly, "In that case, it's not easy to go to the old lady's place. I'll go and inform the eldest master and the eldest mistress so that they can prepare the carriage and horses when the time comes."

"Ho..."

Mrs. Wang was about to speak when she let out a strange cry. She quickly cleared her throat and said, "I... I'd better not go..."

I feel suffocated just thinking about it in secret. If I see this in front of others, I will be exposed...

Moreover, even if the past could be covered up, others would not know about it. However, she and Zhang Yunyi knew it very well, but they did not know how to deal with it when they met.

In Wang Xifeng's view, this was reasonable and logical. After all, it was not a new year's celebration, and being able to follow the rules of the previous year was already giving enough face, so she did not suspect anything.

She thought for a moment and then asked, "What about the master? It was the mistress who made the decision..."

"How dare I take his advice!"

Mrs. Wang felt aggrieved and thought that she had been worrying about her daughter, but Jia Zheng did not say anything. When it came to her, not only did she not get a good word from him, but he also made up a story to accuse her of wrongdoing. So when she heard Wang Xifeng's question, she blurted it out immediately.

But before he could finish his words, he remembered that family disgrace should not be made public, and hurriedly said, "You also know the master's temper. What happened in the East Palace, I'm afraid he won't have time to hide. I don't want to offend him, so you should find a chance to ask him yourself!"

Although Wang Xifeng felt that the matter was not that simple, she did not dare to ask. She had to suppress her curiosity, bowed and hurriedly left.

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(End of this chapter)