The Red Mansion Big Liar.

Chapter 95: Hypocrisy and Real Tigers and Wolves

Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Zheng returned home, still in a daze.

It was originally thought that the emperor was obsessed with Taoism and the eldest daughter would have a hard time making a name for herself. Even if she could leave the palace early, she would still be a grown-up girl.

I never thought that there would be such an unexpected turn of events.

Although she was not favored by the emperor, she could marry into the Ning Wang Mansion as a concubine.

This was something that everyone had been longing for, but the emperor actually set a precedent by allowing his own daughter to have a grand wedding.

This honor made him so excited just thinking about it that he felt like he was dreaming.

Although he always talked about etiquette, when such a good thing happened to him, just thinking about the envious eyes of his colleagues was enough to make him turn a blind eye and selectively ignore it.

After being married for many years, Jia Zheng could no longer hide his feelings, and he never went to the temple unless there was something important.

Mrs. Wang had already heard the news from Zhang Yunyi, so she asked knowingly, "Master! Is there any happy news?"

"Today's events will be made clear!" Jia Zheng let out a long sigh and said in a profound tone, "Your Majesty has specially summoned me today. Do you know why?"

"Then I must accompany the master to drink a couple of cups, so as to share in the good fortune!"

Madam Wang observed his expression and saw that the corners of his mouth were raised. He smiled and praised him. At the same time, he ordered the servants to prepare wine and food. She said, "Could it be that the emperor heard of the master's reputation and specially summoned him to praise him?"

Jia Zheng was startled when he heard this, then he said with a look of sudden realization: "So..."

He stopped talking just as he started, suppressed the smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "It's fine to say this at home, but if you tell others, you will be laughed at!"

He was originally wondering why the emperor bestowed such favor on him, but after Mrs. Wang’s guidance, he suddenly understood.

"I was just quick-witted. Master is very modest. I would not show off these things!"

Hearing this, Jia Zheng straightened his back unconsciously and said solemnly: "It's good that you know!"

Madam Wang hurriedly said, "Master, why don't you stay here and tell me how the Emperor praised you? I can also see it for myself."

Mrs. Wang had been married to him for many years and knew his character very well.

She was already at an age when she was as vigorous as a wolf and a tiger, but Jia Zheng was nearly fifty years old and was somewhat unable to cope with the situation. In addition, Aunt Zhao was trying to curry favor with her, so she had been wasting her time.

As Jia Zheng was in a good mood today, which was a rare occasion, he deliberately went along with what he said, coaxing and flattering him, simply hoping that he could stay overnight in his room.

Jia Zheng was so happy at the moment that he couldn't even bring himself to go to Aunt Zhao.

He thought to himself that although the emperor bestowed his grace on her because of him, Yuanchun was their daughter after all, and she should also share in the good fortune.

"Ok!"

He nodded slightly and glanced at his old wife beside him.

As the saying goes, people feel refreshed when happy events happen. Although he hadn't said it out loud, Mrs. Wang knew about the happy event very well. Her face was filled with joy and a blush appeared on her face.

Her complexion is white and rosy, not inferior to that of young people. In addition, living in a healthy place nourishes the body and replenishes the energy.

As the mistress of the Rongguo Mansion, her grace and dignity are something that Aunt Zhao can never achieve.

When Mrs. Wang saw his eyes, her face suddenly flushed, and even the fine lines at the corners of her eyes faded a little. She hurried forward and took Jia Zheng's arm, rubbing it in front of her body twice.

With a look of admiration on her face, she said in a gentle voice, "Master, please sit down quickly and talk to me. I will also listen to your teachings!"

Her behavior just hit Jia Zheng's sore spot.

It not only satisfied his vanity, but also made up for some of his inner shortcomings. Although Aunt Zhao was younger, more beautiful, and had a curvy figure, she looked quite charming, but she seemed a little thin in front of Mrs. Wang.

After being scratched by her like this, Jia Zheng felt a little distracted.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the servant came in with food and wine. He quickly pulled his hand back and said, "Let's eat and talk at the same time!"

When Mrs. Wang saw this, she knew it was almost certain.

Knowing that he couldn't save face and had to wait until after dinner, he took his time and waited until the servants had served the wine and food before ordering, "All of you go down! I'll talk to the master for a while!"

She placed the great man in front of her on Jia Zheng's shoulders, leaned against his back and poured him a glass of wine, while she asked softly, "Master, please tell me, what is the emperor's commendation?"

Although judging from Jia Zheng's behavior, there would be no surprises, but since he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he was still worried.

"It turns out that we were worrying too much. I have devoted myself to the Ministry of Works over the years. The emperor is very observant, so how could he not know?"

At this point, he picked up the wine glass, drank it all in high spirits, and said: "My eldest sister will soon marry Prince Ning as a concubine!"

Mrs. Wang was relieved when she heard this. She was immediately delighted and said with a smile, "Where is the imperial edict? Master, please take it out and show it to me!"

Speaking of the imperial edict, Jia Zheng looked surprised and said, "A woman's opinion means that an oral order is not an imperial edict? The emperor's words are golden, so how could they be false?"

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Madam Wang was worried that everything would be ruined, so she hurriedly said, "Please forgive me, Master. I am not as knowledgeable as you, and I have never heard the emperor's golden words, so I can't help but feel uneasy!"

Jia Zheng's expression eased a little, and he said disdainfully, "What do you know? This time, the emperor not only decided to let my eldest sister be the concubine of Prince Ning, but also wanted us to have a grand wedding. If we set a date early, and we are not well prepared, wouldn't we be letting the emperor down?"

He was immersed in his own world, not caring whether others understood him or not.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wang had already seen through everything, otherwise, she would have been left with nothing but confusion.

"Yes, yes, yes! This is all because the Emperor cares about us!"

"I have just informed my mother. You should start to do it tomorrow."

At this point, he remembered that he had not yet told Madam Wang what preparations to make, and said with a little confusion: "I heard from the emperor that the blueprints for the villa to be married are being made by Brother Jing's nephew Brother Yi. Remember to send someone to urge them tomorrow so that they can start work as soon as possible."

"Isn't it a bad idea to urge him?"

Mrs. Wang had a lot of grievances in her heart but couldn't say them out loud. Jia Zheng's words were exactly the same as Zhang Yun逸's, and he had obviously contributed to this.

However, she and Lady Jia were worried that if Jia Zheng knew that they had used the back door, it would cause trouble, so they had already agreed to keep it a secret.

And now, because of that ulterior motive, the credit was deliberately attributed to him, and it is even more difficult to explain the reason.

Jia Zheng disagreed and said, "What's wrong with that? As a minister, I should devote myself to serving Your Majesty. Since he has received the imperial order, what's wrong with us urging him to do his job?"

"Although he received the emperor's order, the blueprints were drawn by him after all, so he must be familiar with the garden. If we can ask him for some advice when we start construction, the construction of the garden will go more smoothly..."

Jia Zheng thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Forget it! In that case, send someone to ask him tomorrow to see when he is free. Set up a table of wine and food in the mansion and ask Baoyu to have a meal with him."

Mrs. Wang knew that he relied on his status as an elder, and seeing that he was a little impatient, she did not dare to persuade him anymore.

I could only think about how to make amends for him while putting my worries aside and drinking with him.

She was showing her support, and Jia Zheng was also very proud of himself. In a short while, he was already drunk, and then he helped him back to the room.

He could not wait to order: "Jinchuan! Quick! Help the master wash up and get him to bed!"

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(End of this chapter)