The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 98: Damn Familiarity

When Hui Niang returned with the porridge, Yu Tingwan slipped the freshly acquired five hundred taels into her pocket, grabbed a bun, and headed out the door.

She needed to find a broker to look at a house.

Staying at the clinic was not an option.

The inn was inconvenient as well.

Yu Tingwan wanted to settle down as soon as possible.

She was unfamiliar with the county seat, but when she inquired about ginseng the previous day, she had asked an extra question. The attendant and the patients all suggested she find Wang Yazi in Wutong Lane, saying he was honest, easy to talk to, wouldn’t take advantage of outsiders, and was even willing to help buyers bargain.

The county wasn’t as open as the countryside, though the wind blew, it wasn’t as cold.

"Madam, you came to the right person."

Wang Yazi smiled kindly and, after hearing her request, squinted his eyes.

"Isn’t it a coincidence that I just happen to have a vacant house here?"

"The previous tenant is a relative of mine. The family prospered and moved out less than half a month ago. They left in a hurry, leaving things unkempt. They left the key with me, asking me to help sell it."

"The house is currently vacant, and madam and your family can move in at any time."

No matter how much he praised it to the skies, Yu Tingwan merely smiled without revealing much emotion.

Whether it was good or not, she had to see it with her own eyes.

The house wasn’t far from the clinic, but it wasn’t particularly close either—it was three streets away, situated at the end of an alley.

The alley was somewhat long, away from the bustling street.

Wang Yazi pointed ahead: "We’re here."

Yu Tingwan looked over and saw a tree planted at the entrance, lush and verdant, like spring all year round. It would be a perfect place to cool off in the summer.

"Madam, you said someone in your family needs a place to recuperate; there is no place more suitable than this. It’s quiet here, but not isolated. Just out of the alley, there’s a vegetable vendor on the street, so you don’t have to walk far every day."

Yu Tingwan nodded.

Indeed, it was convenient.

She was already missing Hui Niang’s cooking.

Wang Yazi unlocked the door: "The surrounding households were also introduced by me. The family up front..."

He motioned for Yu Tingwan to look.

"That’s where Mr. Zhao, now the teacher of the county school, resides. Mr. Zhao is a scholar with great ability, and students from the town and countryside wish to be his disciples. It’s not something to speak lightly of; madam can inquire outside. If in the future madam has children, you can also consult him if you have questions."

Yu Tingwan: !!!

She hadn’t even gone inside yet, and she was already intrigued.

Wang Yazi opened the black lacquered wooden door and invited Yu Tingwan in: "Mind the threshold, madam. Have a look around and see if you’re satisfied."

Yu Tingwan stepped into the small square courtyard. With the main house as the centerpiece, there were wing rooms built on both the east and west sides. The kitchen and wood storage were adjacent.

The roof of the house, covered in mottled snow, was visible. The layout wasn’t large, but it had its own charm.

The young woman checked each room.

It was far better than she had expected.

"Recently, many people have inquired about this property. They’re all hesitant, saying they want to think about it. But with these matters, it’s never about who comes first, but who puts down the money and gets the stamp from the government first."

Wang Yazi glanced at Yu Tingwan’s expression: "It’s a good location. If madam finds it suitable, we can settle it; if not, I’ll take you to see other places."

Yu Tingwan: "How much is it?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yazi knew she was interested.

"I see madam as quite amiable, and talking money feels so crass."

He thought for a moment, unlike his previous confident demeanor, this time he was a bit nervous: "Two hundred and twenty taels? Does madam find it acceptable?"

Yu Tingwan: ??

Why was he asking her opinion?

She frowned slightly, and Wang Yazi quickly changed his tune.

"Two hundred taels is also acceptable."

Yu Tingwan hesitated: "I..."

Wang Yazi: "It’s fate that we met; why don’t you name a price? Everything is negotiable!"

Yu Tingwan: ...

This seemed frustratingly familiar.

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On the streets of Ze County.

Solemn soldiers stood on both sides, while magistrates from the surrounding cities, along with their county officials, gathered in a dense crowd at the post station entrance, exchanging pleasantries.

Yang Weiweng blended into the crowd, listening to their whispers.

"The Fifth Prince and his entourage arrived on horseback. There was a curfew last night, but when he pulled out his identity token, the guards quickly opened the city gates to welcome him."

"It’s said that the Fifth Prince volunteered to come retrieve General Wei’s body; he has always admired the self-sacrificing spirit of military generals."

"The Heir of Marquis Zhongyong is also here, so make sure not to provoke him."

At this moment, there was a commotion inside the post station.

Everyone fell silent, respectfully waiting for the people inside to emerge.

The first to come out was the Fifth Prince, Ying Yin.

He had arrived late last night. Although exhausted from his journey, there was only a slight expression of fatigue around his eyes.

In a long silk robe with soaring eagles embroidered on the lapels and a Prince Token hanging from his waist, his presence was commanding, exuding an unspeakable elegance.

Accompanying him were officials from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Justice.

Yang Weiweng quickly followed the other officials in a synchronized salute.

Ying Yin sternly surveyed the crowd: "This prince is going to the outskirts to personally receive General Wei Zhao. Would any of you care to accompany me?"

Who would dare say no?

They were here to make a show of it.

Several magistrates hurriedly expressed their willingness: "Yes, we are here for General Wei."

Just then, a discordant smirk rang out.

Xiao Huaian stepped out of the post station and stood next to Ying Yin: "Isn’t this lively."

He looked over the crowd.

"One might mistakenly think a festive event is happening."

Xiao Huaian: "When Wei Zhao was alive and traveled between the Capital and the border, none of you made this kind of spectacle. Now you’ve all gathered here."

He turned his head, looking at Ying Yin with a smirk on his lips.

Ever the unbridled playboy, he asked, "I wonder if it’s because Wei Zhao suddenly became prestigious after his death, or it’s because these cunning old foxes are putting on a show because of you."

It was enough to know these things in one’s heart, yet he insisted on saying them out loud, not giving anyone face.

The magistrates and county officials’ faces changed several times. But what could they say?

This was the Heir of Marquis Zhongyong; his status was extraordinary.

Ying Yin’s face darkened slightly, issuing a mild warning: "Huaian."

Xiao Huaian: "What, are you upset?"

Ying Yin: "Mind your words and actions."

"There must be no mishaps in bringing back General Wei this time, do you understand?"

Ying Yin glanced at the crowd: "The Wei Family Army will arrive at noon. Has the street been cleared?"

The magistrate overseeing Ze County signaled to someone behind him.

The County Magistrate of Ze County understood and stepped forward quickly: "Reporting to the Fifth Prince, everything has been arranged properly."

As the topic was about to shift.

Xiao Huaian suddenly spoke: "Wei Zhao was just an insolent person while he was alive. If I recall correctly, when the palace selected companions for you and the Crown Prince, both of you favored him. The emperor was at a loss, so he let him decide for himself. Who knew he wouldn’t choose either of you, said it was troublesome, and turned to join the army instead."

"The Grand Tutor praised him during his study, and the emperor favored him after he became a general. If it were me, learning of his demise would have me lighting firecrackers in celebration."

Xiao Huaian smiled slyly: "I wonder if, like me, you’re not entirely convinced that he’s truly dead."