The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 98 Damn Familiarity.

When Hui Niang returned with the porridge, Yu Tingwan took the five hundred taels she had just received, ate a steamed bun, and went out.

She was going to see the dentist to inspect the house.

You can't stay in a hospital all the time.

The inn is also inconvenient.

Yu Tingwan wanted to settle down as soon as possible.

She wasn't familiar with the county town, but she had asked a few extra questions about ginseng yesterday. The young pharmacist and the patients all recommended that she go to Wang Yazi in Wutong Lane ahead, saying that he was honest, easy to talk to, wouldn't cheat outsiders, and was even willing to help buyers bargain.

The county town is not as open as the countryside. Although it was windy, it wasn't as cold.

"Madam, you've come to the right person."

Wang Yazi smiled amiably, and after hearing her request, he narrowed his eyes even more.
"It's quite a coincidence, I happen to have a vacant yard."

“The previous tenant was a relative of mine. They became wealthy and moved out less than half a month ago. They left in such a hurry that it was difficult to make arrangements. So, they left the keys with me and asked me to help them sell them.”

"The courtyard is currently empty, and the Madam and her family can move in at any time."

No matter how eloquently he spoke, Yu Tingwan simply smiled, without revealing much emotion.

Whether it's good or bad, you have to see it for yourself to know.

The courtyard wasn't far from the clinic, but it wasn't exactly close either; it was separated by three whole streets. It was located at the very end of a hutong (alleyway).

The alley is quite long, far from the hustle and bustle of the street.

Wang Yazi pointed ahead: "We've arrived."

Yu Tingwan looked over and saw a tree planted by the door, its branches and leaves lush and evergreen. It would be perfect for cooling off in the summer.

"Madam said that someone in your family needs to recuperate, and there is nowhere more suitable than this place. It is quiet here, but not remote either. There are vegetable vendors on the street just outside the alley, so you don't have to go too far every day."

Yu Tingwan nodded.

It is indeed convenient.

She was really missing Hui Niang's cooking.

Wang Yazi unlocks the door: "Several households nearby moved in through my introduction. The one in front..."

He gestured for Yu Tingwan to go and take a look.

"It is the Zhao family who live in the county school now. Zhao is a scholar who passed the imperial examination and is very capable. Students in the town and countryside all want to become his students. You can't say this carelessly. Madam can go out and inquire about it. In the future, when Madam has children, if there is anything she doesn't understand, she can ask them for advice."

Yu Tingwan: !!!

I was already tempted before I even went inside.

Wang Yazi pushed open the black lacquered wooden door and invited Yu Tingwan in: "Be careful of the threshold. Madam, are you satisfied with what you see?"

Yu Tingwan stepped into the small courtyard. The main house was in the center, with side rooms built on the east and west sides. The kitchen and woodshed were next to each other.

The rooftops were covered with patches of snow. The layout wasn't large, but it was surprisingly spacious and charming.

The girl looked at each room one by one.

It was better than she expected.

“Many people have been inquiring about this courtyard lately. They all hesitate and say they need to think about it, but these kinds of things don’t follow a first-come, first-served rule. Whoever pays the money first and gets their stamp at the government office gets it.”

Wang Yazi looked at Yu Tingwan's expression and said, "The location is quite good. If you think it's suitable, Madam, we can make a reservation. If not, I'll take you to see other places."

Yu Tingwan: "How much?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yazi knew that she was interested.

"I think you have a kind face, so talking about money would be too cliché."

He thought for a moment, and unlike his previous boastful talk, he was now a little nervous: "Two hundred and twenty taels? Does Madam think that's acceptable?"

Yu Tingwan: ?
Why are you asking about her now?

She had just frowned slightly when Wang Yazi quickly changed his tune.

"Two hundred taels is acceptable."

Yu Tingwan hesitated: "I..."

Wang Yazi: "It's fate that we've met. Why don't you name your price, Madam? Everything is negotiable!" Yu Tingwan: ...

This direction... seems damn familiar.

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Zexian Subdistrict.

Solemn soldiers stood on both sides, while prefects from several surrounding cities, along with their county officials, waited in large numbers at the entrance of the post station, exchanging pleasantries.

Yang Weiwen mingled in the crowd, listening to their whispers.

"The Fifth Prince and his entourage arrived on horseback. There was a curfew last night, and when they saw him take out his identification token, the guards immediately opened the city gates to welcome him."

"I heard that it was the Fifth Prince who volunteered to come and retrieve General Wei's remains. He has always admired the selflessness of military generals."

"The heir of the Marquis of Zhongyong is here too, so you must not provoke him."

Just then, a commotion came from inside the post station.

Everyone fell silent, respectfully waiting for the person inside to come out.

The first to emerge was the Fifth Prince, Ying Yin.

He arrived late last night. He looked slightly tired from the long journey.

He wore a long silk robe with a soaring eagle embroidered on the lapel, and a prince's token hung at his waist. He exuded a powerful aura and an indescribable elegance.

He was followed by people from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Justice.

Yang Weiwen quickly joined the other officials in paying their respects.

Ying Yinwei glanced at the crowd with a stern expression: "This prince is going to the outskirts to personally welcome General Wei Zhao. Would any of you like to come along?"

Who would dare say they wouldn't go?

They came here just to show off, didn't they?

Several prefects quickly stated their position: "Yes, we have come for General Wei."

Just then, a discordant sneer rang out.

Xiao Huaiyan came out of the post station and stood next to Ying Yin: "It's really lively."

He glanced at the crowd.

"If you didn't know better, you'd think someone was having a wedding."

Xiao Huaiyan: "When Wei Zhao was alive, he traveled back and forth between the capital and the border, but you didn't have the pomp and circumstance you have today. Yet now you've all gathered here."

He turned his head to look at Ying Yin, a smile playing on his lips.

As usual, he asked in his usual arrogant and unrestrained manner, "I don't know if it's because Wei Zhao has suddenly become more dignified since his death, or if it's just these cunning old men putting on a show here."

Some things are better left unsaid, but he insists on saying them out loud, showing no consideration for anyone else.

The expressions on the faces of the prefect and county magistrates changed three times. But what could they say?
He is the heir of the Marquis of Zhongyong, and his status is extraordinary.

Ying Yin's face darkened, and he spoke with a slight warning: "Huaiyan."

Xiao Huaiyan: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Ying Yin: "Watch your words and actions."

"I don't want any accidents to happen when I'm receiving General Wei this time. Do you understand?"

Ying Yin glanced at the crowd: "The Wei family army will arrive around noon. Have they cleared the streets?"

The prefect in charge of Ze County winked at the people behind him.

The magistrate of Ze County understood and hurriedly stepped forward: "Reporting to the Fifth Prince, everything has already been arranged."

It seemed like the topic was about to be turned over.

Xiao Huaiyan suddenly spoke up: "Wei Zhao was a scoundrel when he was alive. If I remember correctly, when the palace was selecting study companions for you and the Crown Prince, you and the Crown Prince both wanted to choose him. The Emperor was torn between the two, so he let him decide for himself. Who knew that he didn't choose anyone, and even said it was too much trouble, and then went to join the army."

"When he was studying, the Grand Tutor praised him, and after he became a general, the Emperor valued him highly. Now that someone more capable than himself is gone, if it were me, I would have set off firecrackers to celebrate his death long ago."

Xiao Huaiyan smiled and said, "You're not as worried as I am, are you? He's not quite dead yet."