The Red Mansion Big Liar.

Chapter 5: First Meeting with Mrs. You
After leaving the Linjing Palace with Jia Jing, they arrived at the palace gate, only to see a four-wheeled carriage with carved patterns parked next to the carriage they had originally ridden in.

A man who looked like a manager was leaning against the side of the carriage and immediately came over to greet Jia Jing when he saw him.

"The master has left the palace!"

Hearing the noise, a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in fine clothes and looking a little tired, hurried out of the car.

It was Zhang Yun逸’s cousin Jia Zhen.

"Master, why would you pass on the message..."

Jia Zhen saluted Jia Jing, but when he saw Zhang Yunyi behind him, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Jia Jing glared at Jia Zhen and shouted, "Why are you here? Have you dealt with your uncle?"

"Well... my son heard that the master had entered the palace, and he was worried, so he hurried over to take a look. My uncle has already asked his wife to go and help take care of things."

Jia Jing nodded, turned around and greeted enthusiastically: "Tianxiang, come and meet your cousin Zhen!"

"Tianxiang?" Jia Zhen looked at Zhang Yun逸 in confusion.

"Oh!" Jia Jing twirled his long beard with his hand, smiling and said proudly, "This is the courtesy name bestowed by the emperor on your cousin."

"Congratulations, cousin! Congratulations, cousin!" Jia Zhen smiled and said, "The fact that the emperor has bestowed upon me a courtesy name shows that I am deeply trusted by the emperor. If I become successful in the future, don't forget me, cousin!"

"Thank you for the compliment, cousin. I just made my uncle worry and made him run along."

After some polite exchanges, Jia Zhen helped Jia Jing onto the four-wheeled cart. Just as he was about to get on first, Jia Jing pointed to the carriage road they had come from and said, "Go to that carriage. I have something to say to your cousin!"

"This..." Jia Zhen hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing. He asked Zhang Yun逸 to get in the car, stomped his feet, and turned to get on the slightly shabby carriage next door.

Zhang Yunyi had just gotten into the car when he saw Jia Jing pounding his hands and stamping his feet, angrily saying, "Kid, why didn't you inform your uncle about such a big thing in advance? As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. It's enough to have the blessing of the late emperor. Why bother making up that excuse... If we can't complete the task, won't it be a hassle?"

It turned out to be a cliché. Was he afraid that he wouldn't be able to complete his mission and that he would be implicated?

Zhang Yunyi cursed the old fox inwardly and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are joking. How dare a nephew deceive His Majesty?"

"Could it be true?" Jia Jing stared at Zhang Yunyi and asked.

"Absolutely true!"

"That's good! That's good!" Jia Jing's face was full of wrinkles, and he taught earnestly, "Uncle is also doing this for your own good. Although you are favored by the emperor, you must not take advantage of the favor and become arrogant and neglect the emperor's responsibilities. The dead are gone. I think you should go back and pack up first, and bury your father tomorrow morning."

Perhaps seeing his attitude towards his cheap father, Jia Jing was too lazy to pretend and made a suggestion by taking advantage of the emperor's order.

This proposal was exactly what Zhang Yunyi wanted, so he quickly said, "Yunyi is young and inexperienced, everything will be arranged by your uncle."

Seeing that Zhang Yunyi obeyed his orders, Jia Jing was very pleased and said sympathetically, "Well! You have been tired for a few days. Take a rest in the car. When we get to the destination, your uncle will wake you up."

Although Zhang Yunyi had just traveled through time, he was indeed a little tired after the ups and downs of the past half day, as well as overworking his brain. So he leaned back in the car as he was told and closed his eyes for a nap.

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It is said that money makes things easier. Although the Zhang family's house was burned down to ruins, when Zhang Yunyi returned home, not only did he get a new coffin for his father, but he also built a shed in the yard and surrounded it with white curtains.

He put on mourning clothes again, pretended to cry in front of the coffin, and then returned the greetings to Jia Jing and Jia Zhen.

Then a pretty lady in a dark blue long coat walked into the mourning hall and bowed to Jia Jing: "My wife greets you, old man!" "Yes!"

Jia Jing responded without comment and introduced to Zhang Yunyi: "This is your elder brother Zhen's wife, You."

Yu was a second wife, and the two families had already severed ties when she married into the family. Therefore, this was the first time Zhang Yunyi had seen her, and he couldn't help but sizing her up secretly.

She was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, not tall, and looked delicate and dainty, but she had a curvy figure and was quite well-endowed.

The narrow-sleeved jacket was designed with a waistline to highlight the figure of young women. When worn on Youshi, it looked even more graceful.

Her petite figure and mature and charming face give her a unique charm.

No wonder Wang Xifeng said that she was a gourd with its mouth sawed off, the body shapes are indeed almost the same.

Zhang Yunyi secretly thought that Jia Zhen was very lucky, and at the same time he bowed and said, "It turned out to be Sister-in-law Zhen in person. Thank you for your help and help."

"We are all family, stop saying that." Yu Shi and Zhang Yunyi returned the greeting, "It's freezing cold, and there is no servant at home, my cousin has suffered this time. Sister-in-law asked someone to prepare some sweet glutinous rice porridge in advance, will I ask someone to bring it to you to fill your stomach?"

Zhang Yunyi secretly sighed at Youshi's thoughtfulness. He had not had a drop of water since he traveled through time, and he was indeed a little hungry.

"Thank you, sister-in-law!"

Yu Shi nodded slightly to him, then turned to Jia Jing and said respectfully: "My wife is also for you, Master..."

Jia Jing waved his hand and said, "Zhen'er and I need to look around."

Zhang Yunyi said gratefully: "Uncle has worked hard for most of the day. If I rest here, you will be busy running around. How can I feel at ease?"

"What? You still treat your uncle as an outsider?" Jia Jing showed a look of suspicion. "You are still young and have no experience in many things. Your elder brother Zhen and I just checked around to see if there were any omissions. Everything is handled by the servants, so it is not considered as hard work."

"That's good!" Zhang Yunyi showed a touch of admiration, "Then... Uncle, please come back soon!"

Jia Jing saw his expression, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, making him look even deeper.

"Well! Have a bowl of porridge first to warm yourself up. I'll talk to you when your uncle comes back."

As he spoke, he winked at Jia Zhen, opened the curtain, and left the mourning hall.

The scene before her stunned Youshi. Since she came in, she had never seen Jia Jing being so kind to anyone. She couldn't help but look at this cousin with some curiosity.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you go and serve porridge to your cousin? If you neglect your cousin, I'll show you how I'll deal with you later!"

Jia Zhen, who was about to step out of the mourning hall, saw Youshi still standing there in a daze, and he shouted angrily, breaking the harmony.

Although she was used to being ordered around by Jia Zhen, Youshi still felt embarrassed in front of Zhang Yunyi whom she met for the first time. She wanted to retort but didn't dare to, and her mature and pretty face flushed.

"Hey! Hey!"

Feeling her cheeks getting hot, Youshi hurriedly agreed, turned around, lowered her head and walked away quickly in small steps, trying to hide her inner embarrassment.

Because her figure was already well-proportioned and she walked too fast, she left Zhang Yunyi with an indelible, alluring curve.

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(End of this chapter)