The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 404 Prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain!
The words were quite impolite.

The people present gasped. Had this woman from the Lu family gone mad?

Soon, someone noticed something was wrong.

"She wore her hair in a married woman's bun; is the Lu family girl still unmarried?"

The next moment, another person emerged shakily from the carriage.

The woman slapped her thigh and couldn't help but raise her voice again.

"That's more like it. This girl is so frightened; that's how a Lu family girl should be."

After Yang Jingshu saw Yu Tingwan and her accessories clearly, her momentum weakened.

Even she experienced a momentary mental blank.

However, being from a prominent family, she quickly regained her composure, took a few steps forward, curtsied, and tentatively asked, "Are you the General's wife?"

This sentence caused a stir among the crowd, who began to whisper among themselves.

Seeing Yu Tingwan's ambiguous smile, Yang Jingshu's heart sank slightly. How could she dare to hold a grudge! She changed her tone, smiled magnanimously, and said...

"There was a minor scuffle between the two carriages ahead, probably because the horses were being unreasonable. Although I hit my head and a piece of jade broke, there were no other losses, so it's nothing to worry about. Madam, please don't take it to heart."

Yu Tingwan: "That won't do."

"It's nothing. This is how I met you, Madam. It's fate that brought us together."

Yu Tingwan found it amusing.

"No way, I wouldn't dare to have any connection with your Yang family."

Ignoring the mess at the Yang family's carriage, she pointed to the carriage behind her.

"Look, it's all cracked."

"what's up?"

"Can't your Yang family coachman drive a horse-drawn carriage?"

Yu Tingwan: "If you don't care, I do."

She said very seriously, "Aren't you going to pay for it?"

Yu Tingwan wasn't a good person: "Can't you afford it?"

That shouldn't be the case; Wei Zhao just went to deliver the money!

Yang Jingshu was dumbfounded: ??
You hit me? And now you want me to pay for it?

But she felt it wasn't worth getting into a fight with Yu Tingwan over a carriage.

"That... is all negotiable."

Yang Jingshu really couldn't understand how such a shrew who didn't know right from wrong could be favored by Wei Zhao, who was quite capable.

Although the Yang family is not as powerful as the Duke of Shunguo's mansion, we will see each other all the time in the future. Is it necessary to be so absolute in your words?

Besides! She was the one who got hit!

Yang Jingshu took a deep breath, realizing she had kicked a hornet's nest, and turned around to slap the old woman hard.

"Look what you've done!"

The old woman was startled and, filled with fear and trepidation, knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"The old slave is guilty."

Yu Tingwan: "What crime have you committed?"

"They don't even kowtow a few times, are they some kind of exceptionally precious person?"

Yu Tingwan: "I think I deserve it."

Yang Jingshu: ? ? ?

The old woman, no longer caring about the pain, hurriedly kowtowed repeatedly.

Yang Jingshu gripped the handkerchief tightly, her hands turning slightly white.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were in the carriage, Madam. That's why I sent that ignorant old woman to tell you to make way."

“She’s stupid too. Jing Shu apologizes to you, Madam.”

As she spoke, she gracefully bowed again.

Yu Tingwan: "Oh."

Her tone was gentle and soft.

"I do not accept."

Yu Tingwan twitched the corners of her mouth, too lazy to watch her pretense, and didn't give her any face at all: "Look at how respectful you are now. If I were stupid, I might actually think you take me seriously."

“I come from a small town, from the countryside. You, Miss Yang, are the daughter of a second-rank official, the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat. We are worlds apart. You are of noble birth, a renowned noblewoman from the capital. Of course you look down on me.”

This is so weird.

Yang Jingshu's smile almost froze.

Although she felt that Yu Tingwan was right, could she possibly admit it?
He really is from the countryside!
"Madam, you flatter me. You are..."

"Stop." Yu Tingwan: "Don't argue with me."

She asked Tan Jiang, author of the Encyclopedia of People in the Capital, "Tell me, who is Young Master Yang?"

"Reporting to Madam, although that young master Yang is not outstanding, he is still quite remarkable. He has a terrible temper, often beating and scolding his subordinates, and his appearance is not good either, and he is too short."

Tan Jiang, fearing that Yu Tingwan might not know the answer, looked at the petite and delicate Lu Shiying beside her.

"He's not even as tall as Miss Lu."

Yu Tingwan: "I see."

She took Lu Shiying's hand and said, "They say short people breed a lot of short people. If I were you, I wouldn't accept the Yang family's proper marriage proposal, even with an eight-person sedan chair."

"Even though the Lu family has fallen on hard times, they still cherish you, their only daughter. I don't know where the Yang family got the nerve to treat such a fine girl as a concubine, subjecting her to such humiliation and abuse."

"Seeing you at the banquet, and being so beautiful, he set his sights on you. When the Lu family refused, he became enraged and tried every means to make things difficult for you."

"However, this has always been the family tradition of the Yang family."

Yu Tingwan looked Yang Jingshu up and down, her tone slow and leisurely, but not at all polite.

"Miss Yang doesn't take me seriously at all."

"I'll accept it. Who told me to be new to the capital, ignorant of the rules, and lacking in manners and tact? But just now, that old woman next to you was giving me a hard time, she was really quite arrogant."

This is clearly applying what Yang Jingshu just said to practical use.

Even...sharper than anyone else.

But it's clearly not over yet.

Yu Tingwan: "A servant just climbed over my head and laughed at my tattered clothes, saying I was even worse than the servants in your household, and even scolded me for being ignorant of my own life. It's not too much for you, as the master, to teach me how to be a person and what respect and hierarchy are."

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The commotion here also spread very quickly through verbal communication.

"The general's wife bumped into Miss Yang."

The news traveled over a mile.

"Did the General's wife hit Miss Yang?"

Question sentence.

Two miles away.

"Miss Yang is like a fool, waiting for the General's wife to run into her! I don't know where she got this grudge from, that she would try to extort the General's wife."

"What grudge? Isn't it obvious? No matter how powerful her father is, he's only a second-rank official. He still has to bow respectfully to the Grand Tutor and General Wei! What about her? She's just unhappy being subordinate to them. Didn't you hear? Even the old women around her dare to point at the General's wife and curse her!"

"But he is the designated fourth prince's wife."

"What's wrong with the Fourth Prince's wife? Even the Fifth Prince's wife would greet the General's wife with a smile and wouldn't deliberately cause trouble, understand?"

The news spread three miles away.

Soon, the news reached the Duke of Shun's residence and the Grand Tutor's residence.

Upon hearing the news, the gatekeepers of the two mansions dared not delay and ran towards the main courtyard.

He ran and shouted at the same time.

"Madam, something terrible has happened!"

The main courtyard of the Wei family residence was already deserted.

Ning Suchan was grinding ink and slightly frowning when she saw the gatekeeper kneel down on the ground with a thud.

"Our young mistress was perfectly fine, but she was hit by the Yang family's daughter. I heard her injuries are quite serious; her face is covered in blood!"

"Young mistress, with your thin arms and legs, how could you possibly withstand this!"

It's clear that the Yang family is really disliked.

The prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain.

Ning Suchan, who was always composed, frowned upon hearing this and abruptly stood up.

She hadn't been out for a long time, and was now rushing out.

"Prepare the horses!"

At the Grand Tutor's residence, Jia Shan was in the kitchen.

She was very happy.

A messenger from the teahouse said that Yao Yao had gone to buy some snacks. It's clear the child loves them.

Then she has to do more.

"lady!"

But the gatekeeper ran over, looking furious.

"Miss Yang has bullied our girl!"

“That vile woman allows her servants to curse our girl in the street, calling her a beggar from the countryside! She wants our girl to die.”