Crossing the Nongmen: The Space of Doctor Women is on fire!

Chapter 497 Shen Mansion
The two words "Shen Mansion" on the plaque were particularly eye-catching. She looked at it carefully and found that it was indeed a good place to live.

"Humph, every prefecture has its own mansion, but this guy doesn't use the title of prefect, but only his own surname. I wonder what he's thinking."

Feng Yiyao muttered that other people liked to show off, but his changes made the originally majestic mansion seem like the residence of an ordinary wealthy family. What a tasteless guy!

Yang Jinfan smiled and said, "If the plaque says prefect, then it must be the prefect's house. If one day he is no longer the prefect, he will have to move out of this place. But if the mansion's surname is Shen, he can live in his Shen family's house whether he is the prefect or not."

Feng Yiyao suddenly realized: "He wants to take the house for himself!"

"Not completely stupid."

Yang Jinfan glanced at Feng Yiyao and decided that he was not a hopeless case.

Feng Yiyao was not happy. Although he was praised, why didn't he feel that he was being praised?
"Let's go and see how ill this prefect is."

Yang Jinfan ordered the servants to lift Feng Yiyao down from the carriage. A look made Feng Yiyao depressed again. His leg had already healed but he had to pretend to be disabled. How could he live like this?
Although he complained in his heart, he didn't dare to say a word of complaint. He was pushed by his servants and followed Yang Jinfan silently.

"Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess, the prefect is still in a coma."

The servant first led them into the front hall. Since both of them were royal relatives, they must not be neglected. So he served them the best tea in the mansion and stood behind them with his head lowered.

Feng Yiyao took a sip and found the tea very familiar. His grandfather's favorite tea during his lifetime was West Lake Longjing, which was fresh, mellow, with a long aftertaste and a distinct thirst-quenching effect. Just like his grandfather, it was a breath of fresh air in the imperial court.

He was still young at that time and didn't remember many things, but he remembered that his grandfather liked to stock up some West Lake Longjing tea and drink it slowly. Even if it was old tea, he drank it with relish.

Now is the first picking stage of West Lake Longjing tea, and the palace has not received the tribute tea yet. How could Lord Shen have it at home?

Feng Yiyao put down the teacup, looked around, and found that the furnishings here were what his two uncles liked when they were alive, especially the orchids in the front hall, which symbolized the nobleness of a gentleman. The elegant character of a person can be seen everywhere.

Yang Jinfan also put down his teacup and looked around. The layout here was extremely inconsistent with Shen Caian's personality, as if he had taken over Shen Caian's nest.

A person who is greedy for money and frames others cannot have a refined aesthetic sense, because his thoughts follow his heart.

If Shen Caian really had time to redecorate this place, it would definitely be magnificent. As for why he didn't redecorate it, it was naturally because... he wanted to pretend to be an honest official in front of outsiders.

The maids and servants standing behind the two "big Buddhas" lowered their heads, unable to stand any longer. They exchanged glances with each other privately. Didn't the prefect wake up a long time ago?

Why haven't you come and tell them to send these two evil spirits away?

Since Lord Shen didn't say anything, these two were probably determined to continue waiting.

Yang Jinfan sipped his tea leisurely, and was aware of every little movement of the servants and maids behind him. Shen Caian must have woken up a long time ago, but he didn't want to see them, so he deliberately let someone say he was unconscious. Fortunately, they could wait.

At worst, if the tea is gone, they can just refill it. They are busy with military affairs all day long, so it’s okay for them to relax occasionally.

Seeing the two of them dozing with their eyes half closed, the crowd did not dare to disturb them and looked around anxiously.

Yang Jinfan slowly opened his eyes: "Come here, go and see if the master has woken up. If he hasn't woken up yet, then I will have to go and see him myself. Fortunately, I know some medical skills myself, so it is not impossible to cure Master Shen's illness." The servants were so scared that they quickly sent someone to sneak out to check. When they came back, the little maid smiled and said, "Your Highness, our master has just woken up, and you asked in time. Master Shen is not able to move around easily, so please go this way!"

Yang Jinfan met Feng Yiyao's gaze, and they both smiled at each other in confusion.

Although Lord Shen is old, he has a good appetite. He always responds to hard things and does not respond to soft things. He will not feel scared unless he uses some tricks.

"He's deliberately leaving us alone. This old fox won't cry until he sees the coffin!"

Feng Yiyao's wheelchair followed Yang Jinfan half a step slower, and reached her ears at a volume that only three people could hear. It was Bai Mi who pushed him here today.

"The purpose of our coming here is to let him see the coffin. If he doesn't see the coffin, how can he atone for his sins with the Song family?"

A scornful smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jinfan's lips. She was going to keep pressing Shen Caian until he could no longer bear it and then reveal his true colors faster.

She didn't know why she took the initiative to help the Song family. Perhaps she felt that a noble family like the Song family shouldn't die so unjustly.

"Do you still remember the first lesson that Master gave you?"

Feng Yiyao lowered his eyes and stared at the ring on his finger, which was a pair with the jewelry he gave to Qian Qinyi. A faint smile appeared on his face under the mask.

"Of course I remember. A bowl of Taiping Houkui almost revealed everything. How could I not remember?"

Yang Jinfan smiled with relief and said, "Since you remember, what did you find out about the West Lake Longjing tea today?"

Feng Yiyao carefully recalled the furnishings in the room, the fresh West Lake Longjing tea... the fragmented memories were pieced together bit by bit to form a complete picture.

"West Lake Longjing is produced in Hangzhou. Now is the first season for picking West Lake Longjing. He received the tribute before the palace did," he said with a sarcastic smile. "He is more noble than the emperor. The officials in Hangzhou only recognize him, and even the emperor has to rank behind him."

"Well, good. Go on."

Yang Jinfan still walked with his head held high. This mansion was much larger than the prefect's residences in other places. It was at least comparable to a prince's residence, and was about the same size as Yang Jinfan's courtyard in the capital.

He is just a small prefect, not even as good as a second-rank official, but his residence is more luxurious than her, the eldest princess who is comparable to a first-class prince. I wonder if he feels at ease sleeping in the mansion all day.

"My two uncles were once the prefect and the governor of Shu. Judging from the layout of the front hall, my two uncles lived here before. Since Shen Caian framed my two uncles and had close contacts with officials in Hangzhou, there must be more clues."

There was only one official in Hangzhou who was in charge of West Lake Longjing tea. He used to be a close friend of his grandfather. However, due to his low official position, he had no say in the court, so he returned to Hangzhou on his own initiative to develop tea.

Everyone believed that he was not interested in fame, wealth and power and wanted to retire and return home. However, after my grandfather died, which was the second year after he retired and returned home, he returned to work again and jumped two ranks from his original position, becoming a rare figure in the court.

Feng Yiyao gritted his teeth in hatred, if looks could kill, he would kill them all without leaving a single survivor. If there were no playmates, he would just die and be reborn again.

When I arrived at the gate of the yard, I heard Shen Caian coughing from a distance.

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