Jia Zheng was stunned. He never thought that it would be related to Yuanchun's matter.

But he didn't know that Aunt Zhao had misunderstood his words, and he couldn't understand why Mrs. Wang made such a fuss even if Aunt Zhao really mentioned her complaints.

She had to treat Aunt Zhao like this in front of Zhang Yunyi to humiliate him.

However, compared with these, Mrs. Wang's words about seeking fame and reputation made him particularly angry.

Although he knew that Mrs. Wang was just speaking in anger, she still made him angry.

It was impossible for him to admit that he was seeking fame in front of all the servants and Zhang Yunyi.

Before this, he had often boasted in front of his colleagues, and even secretly regarded himself as the father-in-law of Prince Ning. If he followed her words now, what if Madam Wang misunderstood his meaning and really went to ask Wang Ziteng for help?

That would be a laughing stock.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted and said righteously, "Nonsense! We can't back out of a royal marriage!"

He didn't want to dwell on this issue, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "The eldest girl's matter is a foregone conclusion. Although the master scolded you last time, he didn't blame you. Why did you make such a fuss?"

"Ha!" Mrs. Wang laughed in anger, "Why did I make such a fuss? Why don't you ask her?"

However, she was so angry that she forgot about Zhang Yunyi's presence. Aunt Zhao, who was standing beside her, had no such concerns and begged, "Master! Don't blame me! I only said that the mistress tarnished your reputation, but I didn't say that the mistress had an affair with someone!"

This was not an excuse. She did not dare to ask in detail for fear of offending Jia Zheng, so she was ambiguous when spreading the rumor.

Mrs. Wang was furious and ashamed when Aunt Zhao revealed her secret in front of Zhang Yun逸.

She just wanted to flee the scene, so she quickly stepped forward, grabbed Aunt Zhao's arm and said, "Let's not talk about it here, let's go to the old lady and argue with her."

Aunt Zhao didn't dare to leave, so she quickly shook off his arms, hid behind Jia Zheng, and kept begging.

"Master! This is not my fault. I just let it slip..."

There was no way Mrs. Wang would let her go, so the two of them started playing hide-and-seek around Jia Zheng.

Although the servants wanted to help, they did not dare to step forward without giving a word in front of Jia Zheng.

However, Jia Zheng was not strong enough, and he was standing there like a telephone pole. How could he hide?

Aunt Zhao was forced into a corner and had to use the more muscular Zhang Yunyi as a shield.

It would have been fine if he hadn't blocked it, but once he did, Mrs. Wang was like a wooden chicken and stopped pestering him.

Jia Zheng only now understood the whole story. Although he blamed Aunt Zhao for being too talkative, he hated Mrs. Wang even more. She didn't say it earlier or later, but chose to say it when Zhang Yunyi was at the banquet, making him embarrassed. If she said it was a coincidence, he would never believe it.

At this moment, he was intentionally or unintentionally pushing people towards Zhang Yunyi, which made him even more angry.

He shouted, "Alright! Still not ashamed enough? You want to go in front of the old lady? I'll go with you!"

He glared at Madam Wang, pointed at Aunt Zhao, who was crouching and hiding behind Zhang Yunyi, and stamped his foot and said, "It's not decent for her to go out like this!"

After saying that, he angrily left the yard.

As soon as he left, Mrs. Wang felt even more embarrassed to face Zhang Yunyi. She didn't bother to get entangled with Aunt Zhao anymore and chased after him.

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 149: Whispering and Softly Asking

Jia Zheng spoke angrily, and Mrs. Wang seemed to acquiesce.

No one else dared to object. Although Wang Xifeng wanted to find Zhang Yunyi to find out the inside story, she was more concerned about Lady Jia's attitude. She took a group of servants and followed Mrs. Wang's footsteps and left.

However, Jia Zheng left in a huff without paying any attention to Zhang Yunyi, leaving him and Aunt Zhao alone.

Aunt Zhao, whose clothes were in disarray, poked her head out from behind Zhang Yunyi, watched everyone go away, then turned to look at him with a nervous face.

"Master Yi! Is what Madam said true?"

Zhang Yunyi looked at her deeply and nodded.

Aunt Zhao felt like a deflated ball and her body suddenly went limp.

It seemed that he and Jia Zheng were in conflict, and there would be problems every time he invited someone. Last time, they at least had a meal together, but this time, he didn't even get to have a meal.

However, there are always different surprises every time, so we can't complain that Jia Zheng's hospitality is poor.

However, now that this had happened and Aunt Zhao was in such a state, he couldn't stay for long.

Just as he turned around and prepared to leave, Aunt Zhao grabbed his arm and asked anxiously, "Master Yi...Master Yi, will I be okay?"

This question made Zhang Yunyi laugh. He turned around and said with a smile, "Isn't that something you should ask me?"

Aunt Zhao forced a smile and said, "Master Yi, you are joking. Everyone knows that you are very accurate in your judgment. If you say it's okay, then it's definitely okay."

If the plot was already known, Zhang Yunyi could still use his foresight to trick her into obeying him.

Unfortunately, he was unable to predict it, so he could only pretend to be profound and said, "I never show my skills to others for nothing. Besides, you will know the result in just a few moments, so why should I bother with this?"

"Oh! Who doesn't pray to God for peace of mind?" Aunt Zhao showed a look of pain, "Master Yi, don't worry, I understand this! I still have some personal information, if you don't mind..."

Zhang Yunyi no longer wanted to tangle with her. He pulled his arm away. Seeing that Aunt Zhao was unwilling to let go, he took the opportunity to glance at a little maid who was still standing in the yard. He showed a helpless expression, then snorted coldly and said, "I need your little money? Aunt Zhao, please respect yourself!"

Aunt Zhao was stunned for a moment, then her eyes turned and she said hurriedly, "Master, you can't leave! The master asked me to prepare a banquet to entertain you. Now there is something wrong and I can't get away to greet you. But if I don't see you when I come back, how can I explain it to you?"

Zhang Yun逸 didn't care how Aunt Zhao explained to Jia Zheng.

However, he had previously suspected that Jia Zheng was instructed by Prince Ning to recruit him, but something unexpected had happened before the main topic even started.

Besides, he had thought that he would have to prepare everything again when he returned home after having dinner, and he didn't want to cause any more trouble.

He thought to himself, he had seen everything he should and shouldn't have seen, and Jia Zheng saw it all without showing any dissatisfaction, so it was really hypocritical for him to still be pretentious here.

He looked down at Aunt Zhao, nodded and said, "Forget it! I'll just wait for Uncle Shi for a while, so you don't have to make things difficult for yourself!"

Aunt Zhao's face flashed with joy when she heard this, and she hurriedly shouted to the little maid in the courtyard: "Where is Huan'er! Why don't you quickly ask him to come and meet Master Yi and accompany him for a while on behalf of the master!"

The little maidservant who was standing on the ground finally reacted and stammered, "Before...before, my aunt was taken away by someone sent by the Madam, and my brother...my brother ran away a long time ago!"

A concubine and a bastard's son could not compare to Li Wan and Jia Lan, who had the nerve to approach him openly.

I can only rely on Jia Zheng's face.

Therefore, when Aunt Zhao heard that Jia Zheng wanted to invite him to his house again, she called Jia Huan over early, but her son was too disappointing.

Zhang Yunyi burst out laughing when he heard this. This Jia Huan really knew how to avoid disaster.

"Bah! You filthy, incompetent bastard!" Aunt Zhao cursed angrily, and then shouted, "Go find him for me!"

The little maid didn't ask any more questions, just agreed, lowered her head and left.

"Master! It's cold outside, let's go inside and have a drink and some food to fill our stomachs..."

Aunt Zhao said this, grabbing Zhang Yunyi's arm and leading the way to the side hall.

However, she had just huddled behind Zhang Yunyi and now without any protection, she felt the cold wind blowing straight into her collar.

She lowered her head to glance in front of her, turned around, and smiled at Zhang Yunyi with a slightly awkward look on her face. She seemed to be worried that he would run away to avoid suspicion, so she did not let go of his hand, but instead held his sleeve even tighter.

She pulled Zhang Yunyi into the side hall, and waited for him to sit in the guest seat. Then Aunt Zhao came to his side with a wine pot, leaned over, put the white wine in front of her close to him, and poured him a glass.

It’s not that she intends to have an affair.

However, to impress a man, all you need is power, money, and sex, and Zhang Yunyi obviously doesn't care about her wealth.

As for power, she was just a concubine and couldn't be given it even if she wanted to.

As a concubine, she was supposed to serve the man with her beauty, so she naturally could not hide the changes in Zhang Yunyi's eyes.

It is natural and reasonable to do this out of instinct.

Besides, in her opinion, since she had already seen it, it wouldn't matter if she saw it a little longer or a little less.

She held the wine glass in both hands, passed it to Zhang Yunyi, and said with a charming smile: "I'm sorry for making you laugh today. Wait for Huan'er to come over later and ask him to toast you two glasses to calm you down!"

Zhang Yunyi was not a good person to begin with. Seeing her slender fingers filling the wine glass, he reached out and grabbed her fingertips holding the wine glass, and said with a smile: "This little scene won't scare me, but you, my aunt, don't be scared!"

His fingertips were cold and slippery. Aunt Zhao gave him a perfect look and slightly shrank her arm, allowing his hand to slide through the gap between her fingertips.

After he had a firm grip on the porcelain, he slowly withdrew his hand.

Hesitantly, Ai Ai said: "Master is the kindest person. You have seen today that we orphans..."

She had never read much, and for a moment she didn't know how to act pitifully, and almost called out "an orphan and a widow". Fortunately, she realized in time that Jia Zheng was still alive and well, so she quickly changed her words and said, "My mother and I have been humiliated in this house, and I hope you can show us a way out!"

Speaking of being humiliated, she seemed to come to her senses. She hurriedly raised one hand and pressed it deeply into the snow-white breast in front of her. With the other hand, she held the half-open collar of her clothes, pressing down with one hand and lifting with the other hand. At the same time, her body shook violently.

Fang took in most of the dazzling white.

It wasn't that Aunt Zhao was trying to cover up something, but the buttons on the collar had been torn apart by the previous tearing, and without the buttons, it couldn't be closed for a while.

In this situation, even though Zhang Yunyi was a veteran of battles, his Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed.

He hurriedly picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp to hide his embarrassment.

Aunt Zhao looked at him eagerly, but didn't hear what he said next. A hint of resentment flashed across her face.

"To be honest, sir, I have been with the old lady for half my life. Now that I have brought the matter to her, the worst that can happen is that I will suffer some physical pain, and my life will be saved. But I am afraid that the old lady is still not satisfied and will take it out on Huan'er."

Speaking of physical pain, she unconsciously placed her hand on the snow-white breasts in front of her, paused, and smiled charmingly: "As long as the master can show this child a clear path, I will be willing to work like a cow or a horse..."

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 150 An unexpected glimpse of the secret?

"A family like yours is not as shabby as those guys. They must have a 'firefly by the snowy window' and win the first prize in the imperial examination to be proud of themselves. Reading some books only makes them a little more knowledgeable than others. When they can become officials, they will become officials. Why waste time and end up with a bookworm?"

In the side hall, Zhang Yunyi's mouth twitched twice, then he exhaled a breath, glanced at the timid Jia Huan in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

Aunt Zhao's words about working like a slave really touched him.

However, before he could reach out to ask for some interest from her, Jia Huan, the boy, barged in at an inopportune time without even knocking on the door.

Fortunately, he hadn't had time to take action yet, and he was quick and nimble, so he retracted it in time.

Otherwise, this kid would definitely see things he shouldn’t see.

However, since I was moved by Aunt Zhao's sincerity, I had to show my appreciation.

However, he was at a loss as to how to give Jia Huan some advice. Fortunately, he had an idea and remembered Jia She's words praising Jia Huan.

So he simplified it and told it in a leisurely manner.

These words contain some fortune-telling tricks, which makes them as good as saying nothing.

However, later, when Jia She mentioned the same thing again, Aunt Zhao could cite many examples and believe it to be true.

Moreover, Jia Huan is not Jia Lan, and he is obviously not a good student, so this statement can be considered as catering to his wishes.

Aunt Zhao was a devout believer in ghosts and gods and was quite superstitious. She had listened to many fortune-telling stories.

Now, after listening to Zhang Yun逸's vague and confusing words, he not only did not become suspicious, but became more and more convinced that he had the real stuff.

Although she was a concubine, her son was hers. Since ancient times, there have been many precedents of mothers becoming honored by their sons. In addition, Mrs. Wang did not adopt Jia Huan, so there were no legal obstacles.

Hearing this, he was immediately overjoyed and said in a trembling voice, "According to...according to what you said, this kid still has a chance to become an official?"

Zhang Yunyi said with a hint of meaning: "As long as you take the right path and don't make any mistakes, what's the difficulty in being an official? You may even have a chance to inherit the throne in the future!"

The first sentence was naturally a hint to Aunt Zhao. It was not entirely false. With his current status, it would not be a problem for him to arrange an idle person in Tiangongyuan.

Of course, he is not a kind-hearted person. The premise of taking care of Jia Huan is to be Jia Huan's cheap father.

As for the latter sentence, it still came from Jia She's mouth and was just a perfunctory remark.

However, as soon as he said this, he was suddenly startled.

If you are not from this era, you will not understand the ancients' obsession with offspring.

From Feng's performance and You's reaction when Xiangling was pregnant, he felt more touched.

Even though they were both in the Rong Mansion, they were divided into the first and second wives. Although Jia She was the heir to a title, the title should have belonged to Jia Lian sooner or later, but Jia Lian never had any children.

And Jia Cong, the illegitimate son, never appeared again in the later text.

In ancient times, many children died young, and the possibility that Jia Cong died young cannot be ruled out.

As Jia Zheng's illegitimate son, Jia Huan had no right to inherit the second wife's house, so it was most appropriate for him to be adopted by the first wife and carry on the family line.

Even if this speculation is wrong, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

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