Half an hour later, the carriage that Fanning was riding slowly stopped at the gate of the Beijing Xueya People's Shop. Fanning got off the carriage first, turned around and handed his arm to Zhu Pei, who helped him get off the carriage slowly.

Jian Meizi secretly curled her lips from behind. When she was practicing martial arts in the mansion, she could easily jump off the 1 meter-high platform. At this moment, she was only two feet tall and needed someone to support her.

“Is it just here?”

Zhu Pei looked at the sign above, "It turns out that this is just a tooth!

"I have signed a entrusted agreement with Yaman, so I have to find Yaman first."

"Then you go! I won't go in."

Seeing that Yaren was crowded and the noise was quite noisy, Zhu Pei didn't want to go in. She told Fan Ning again, "Don't settle down immediately, let me help you see the house before talking about it, so as not to be fooled in the end!"

Zhu Pei can speak now. She never mentions that she has to like the house herself, but helps Fanning as a friend. Of course, if she doesn't like it, she will have a thousand reasons to convince Fanning not to buy it.

Fan Ning agreed and quickly walked into the Yaren Walk. As soon as he arrived at the door of the Yaren shop, Pan Sanlang ran out excitedly, "I still want to go to the Imperial College to find officials!"

"Is there news from the Yang family?"

"I went to the house to ask for information this morning. The housekeeper told me that the Yang family agreed to sell the house to the official and that the procedures can be completed today. Why don't we sign a contract for formalities now?"

The contracts for houses and land purchases and sales in the Song Dynasty were officially formulated, and each contract had a number, which facilitated the government to collect deed taxes and was strictly prohibited from conducting private transactions.

The government encourages reports. Once the report is verified, not only will the property be confiscated directly by the government, but the whistleblower will also receive a reward of half of the property's value. It is precisely under this strict regulation that few people trade privately, and the cost of illegality is too high.

Fanning smiled, "Let's go and see the house again, and one of my friends wants to know about it."

Pan Sanlang was stunned for a moment and suddenly became a little anxious, "The official will not regret it again!"

"It's not that I'm going back on my mind. I felt a little hot yesterday. I calmed down today and wanted to take a look. If there were no major flaws, I would be able to settle down today."

Fanning is telling the truth. It’s not because Zhu Pei wants to check it out, but because he himself thinks that buying a house cannot be determined when he gets angry. He must calm down and then go and take a look.

In fact, he hasn't known how many places he has, such as whether the river water is clean? What is the other end of the house?

Although it is unlikely to be a grave house, will it be a haunted house? He would better figure this out. He was laughing at Cheng Ze for buying a grave house with cheap money yesterday. Didn’t he also seek cheap money? Don’t make the same mistake again.

Pan Sanlang had no choice but to nod, "Okay! Let's go over now, I'll call the ox cart."

Fanning apologized: "I will take my friend's carriage and Mr. Pan will take the ox carriage by himself! I will pay for the car money."

Of course, Pan Sanlang knew that people who could travel by carriage in the capital were not expensive, and their carriage was not something they could take.

He nodded and said, "Then I'll borrow a donkey to ride over, it's easier."

"Okay! I'll wait for you at the door of the house."

Fan Ning walked out of the teeth and said to Zhu Pei: "The Yang family agreed to sell it. Let's go and see the house again and learn more about the surrounding situation."

Seeing that he did not sign a contract recklessly, Zhu Pei was happy and praised and smiled: "This is what it looks like to buy a house. You can decide to buy it at a glance."

The two got on the carriage, and the carriage drove into Zhuquemen Street, headed west, and arrived at Feiyun Bridge in just a moment. Fanning told the coachman: "Turn right in front and walk into the alley."

The carriage took a few more steps, then turned around and got off the official road and drove towards the alley to the right.

"Did you see that high wall? It's that house." Fanning pointed to the high wall in the distance and said to Zhu Pei.

Zhu Pei looked at it for a moment and smiled, "Those trees are good, very ancient!"

The carriage stopped in front of the gate, Jian Meizi went down first, and the carriage continued to move forward to the northmost side of the house. Fan Ning had never been here yesterday. What if it was a garbage station or something, wouldn't it be a bad scenery?

He soon discovered that there was a large mansion on this side, which was larger, covering an area of ​​about twenty acres, and the plaque hanging on the door said the words "Wu Prince's Mansion".

Fan Ning was puzzled and turned around and asked, "Who is Mr. Wu?"

Zhu Pei thought for a while and said, "When the eldest daughters of my son died young today, the eldest princess is only three years old now, and the late Emperor Zhenzong had only two daughters, one died early, and the other became a monk and became a female Taoist priest. It is estimated that this Prince Wu was the Prince Consort of Emperor Taizong."

"The external environment here is OK, what do you think?" Fan Ning asked with a smile.

"The only drawback is that it is against the street to the south, and it's OK if the noise is not heard."

"I probably can't hear it. When I went to see the house yesterday, I didn't hear the sound outside. Moreover, the three shops outside were all jewelry and cloth shops, and there was no greasy smell behind the restaurant."

The carriage turned around and drove towards the gate. At this time, Jian Meizi got into the car and whispered: "I just asked the three families. They all said that there had never been any murder in this house. Some people said that the Yang family had too many descendants and it was difficult to split the house, so they sold it for silver."

Fan Ning thought about it and said that in the Romance, six of Yang Ye's seven sons died, but in history, only the eldest son was killed in battle with the Liao Kingdom, and none of the other six died. The six married and had children again. It was passed down for several generations, with branches and leaves lush branches and leaves, and at least seventy or eighty people. No matter how many houses the Yang family has, it is not enough to share.

But Fanning still can't figure out why he wants to sell it cheaply.

At this time, Pan Sanlang came over with a donkey, and he saw the gorgeous carriage of the Zhu family from afar. Generally, royal relatives would ride such a carriage, which surprised him secretly and reminded himself not to talk nonsense.

Fanning got off the carriage, and Zhu Pei followed him. Fanning smiled and said, "Please trouble Mr. Pan."

Pan Sanlang repeatedly said, "Where! Where! This is my duty, let's go in!"

He stepped forward and patted the door knocker. The small door opened. The butler saw Fan Ning at a glance, quickly opened the door and said with a smile: "It just so happened that my master is here too. You guys invite you in first, I'll report to the master!"

Fan Ning took Zhu Pei into the mansion gate. Zhu Pei looked at the screen wall and whispered to Fan Ning: "This is Lingbi Stone. Such a complete big stone costs at least 5,000 guan. Don't this family know?"

Fanning shook her head, "I don't think the other party will sell this stone, and it will definitely be moved away."

"Why?"

"Because of the painting engraved on it, if I guess correctly, it should be Yang Yanzhao. This is Yang Wenguang's father. He will not give his father's statue to others. He will definitely move this screen wall away."

Zhu Pei smiled and said, "If it were the statue of the master's father, I don't think you would want it."

She walked around the screen wall, and the layout in front of her made her scream, and Fanning said proudly: "It's good! I like this layout too."

Zhu Pei's eyes showed an unconcealed love. Although she was born in a wealthy family, she did not even have this kind of palace-style layout at her family.

"The house and kitchen are both on the north side, covering about two acres of land. Enter through that small door." Fanning pointed to a small doorway in the north.

"It's really good!" Zhu Pei praised sincerely.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked over quickly and saw that he was tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his eyes were particularly bright.

This person is Yang Wenguang, the son of Yang Yanzhao. He is currently serving as the commander of the Imperial Army. His official rank is the sixth-rank Zhaowu Captain. His official position is not high, and it is mainly because he has no chance to go to battle and kill the enemy.

"I have heard of Fan Shaolang's name for a long time. I'm Yang Wenguang. Welcome Shaolang to see the house!"

Fan Ning quickly replied, "I have heard of General Yang's name for a long time, especially Ling Zun is a hero I have admired since I was a child!"

Fan Ning's words were right, and he never cared about Yang Yanzhao in this life, but in his other life he grew up listening to the storytelling "The General of the Yang Family".

Fanning spoke very sincerely, and even Zhu Pei was surprised. When did Fanning worship Yang Yanzhao? She knew Fanning's true feelings better than anyone else.

Yang Wenguang was very moved and hurriedly said, "Thank you for your high praise to the Yang family. Please sit in the middle hall!"

At this time, Zhu Pei whispered to Fan Ning: "Sister Jian and I will go to the back house to take a look."

Although her voice was small, Yang Wenguang heard it. He thought Zhu Pei was Fanning's sister, so he smiled and said, "Young lady, even if you go there, there is no one living in the back house at the moment. I'll let the butler take you there."

Yang Wenguang ordered the official family, and then Zhu Pei followed Jian Meizi to the back house with him.

Fan Ning followed Yang Wenguang to the tall building covering an acre area, and saw a sign on it, saying Yonglie Tower, which is worthy of being a family of military generals, and even the main building of the house was full of murderous aura.

"The first floor of this building is a living room, with three living rooms and four guest rooms. The second floor is the main hall, the dining hall and the usual living room. The third floor is a study room, not only the owner's outer study room, but also the place for children to read and study."

Yang Wenguang first introduced this unique building to Fan Ning. He pointed to the side and smiled: "The stairs are independent and do not affect each other with the room. There is actually a loft upwards, which is currently empty."

When Fan Ning walked into the living room, he felt that the living room was very large. One floor was acre of land, more than 600 square meters. The living room was large and there were many rooms.

The tables and chairs in the living room are about 70% new, and are not long ago. Although they are not the best rosewood, they are the best golden nanmu. In the Song Dynasty, this was the first choice for the palace and the powerful to make furniture.

Moreover, even this building is made of nanmu, but it is fragrant nanmu, slightly inferior to golden nanmu.

Yang Wenguang laughed and said, "I heard that Fan Shaolang wanted to buy my house. I am very happy. You must know that Ling Zu has a deep friendship. At the beginning of the fifth year of Qingli, Ling Zu became the pacifier of the Fourth Road in Shaanxi. He was valued by him. I became his general. Unfortunately, Song Xia soon reached a covenant and the war ended."

Fan Ning was very surprised. He didn't know that Fan Zhongyan and Yang Wenguang had such a friendship. No wonder Yang Wenguang agreed to sell the house to him at once.

Fanning smiled and said, "My grandfather has returned to Beijing. When can you get together again?"

"That's certain, I'll definitely visit him."

Yang Wenguang pondered for a while and said, "The price of this house was set by the family. I don't want to be cheaper, otherwise the furniture will be left to Fan Shaolang. In addition, if Fan Shaolang likes that screen wall, you can also keep it."

"Who is the general on the screen wall?"

"It's my father!"

"Since I am General Yang's ancestor, how can I ask? Just take General Yingbi back and I can buy it in another way."

Yang Wenguang breathed a sigh of relief. He must take away the screen wall. It was a souvenir of his father. How could he sell it?

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