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Chapter 103: You people from Feng Manor are all bloody Golden Nobles!

  When the kitchen staff arrived at Peony Courtyard, Shen's wife had already been helped into the house and was lying down, while Chen Xiang was resting on a soft chair beside her, propping up his head.

  The kitchen manager was so frightened that his legs went soft, and he knelt down with a "thud" and loudly cried injustice: "Old lady, old master, it's not our fault! The second young lady drove everyone out of the kitchen, this meal... was made by the chef called in by the second young lady herself!"

  "This..."

  Everyone was stunned by these words, and those who had originally supported Feng Yuexiang began to shift their support to the Shen family. The old lady covered her mouth with her hand, she felt like she couldn't catch her breath, could it be that there really was something wrong with the dish?

  Feng Jin Yuan was furious, and with a loud crash, he overturned a teacup, pointing directly at Feng Yu Huan: "Speak! What did you put in the dish?"

  Phoenix Feather shrugged: "Medicine!"

  "What medicine?"

  "I've already mentioned it when I ordered."

  "What I'm asking is poison!"

  "Why did Father say I put poison in the food?" she asked, puzzled. "Did Father get someone to test it? Did a doctor come? Did anyone see it with their own eyes? Father, you have no evidence, yet you say your daughter put poison in the dish. Then please tell me, Father, why is it that all of you who ate are fine, but only Mother and older sister had problems?"

  "It's possible that we haven't reached the onset of illness yet." Fen Dai hastily said: "It's just that Mother and Elder Sister have weak constitutions, so they reacted quickly. Who knows, by tonight, we might all..."

  "The fourth sister is really eloquent." Feng Yuexiang raised an eyebrow, "I truly don't know what benefits I would gain as the daughter of the Feng family, to meticulously plot and poison my entire family. Why would I give up having a father who's a high-ranking official and instead become an orphan?"

  She said that, and Feng Jin Yuan also felt that there was some truth to it. At this time, An Shi spoke up and reminded Feng Jin Yuan: "Why not call the second miss's chef over to ask him?"

  "Right!" The old lady spoke again, "Quickly go and call all those who cooked today's meal to come here!"

  The subordinate left at the sound of his voice and when he came back, there were twelve strangers following behind him.

  Feng Jin Yuan looked at these people, and suddenly had a bad feeling, but he really didn't know where this feeling came from. He asked the family's steward: "Take a look, did they prepare today's banquet?"

  The official turned around and examined them carefully, and after a moment, nodded affirmatively. "Yes, sir, it's them."

  Feng Jin Yuan waved his hand and let the servant go down, then looked at the twelve cooks again, his right eyelid started to twitch uncontrollably.

  Among the twelve, the first one had an extraordinary demeanor. Upon seeing the Feng family members, he neither showed humility nor arrogance and completely lacked the self-awareness of a chef. He merely slightly bowed his fist and said, "I've seen Lord Feng." That was all; he didn't even greet the ladies.

  The eleven people behind him also slightly bowed and said in unison: "We have seen Lord Fengxiang." They didn't even acknowledge the lady.

  The old lady was somewhat angry, and she hummed a sound, ready to scold two sentences, but saw Feng Jin Yuan suddenly raise his hand, interrupting the old lady's words. Then he took the initiative to ask: "May I ask, sir, where are you working? Why did you come to my Feng Mansion to work as a cook?"

  He vaguely felt that this person was familiar, and when he looked at this literary and introverted demeanor, he had already determined that he was absolutely not a cook. As for the eleven people behind him, they should be cooks, but they are also absolutely not ordinary cooks.

  Think about it, these people were invited by Feng Yuexiang. How could Feng Yuexiang know the chef? It's likely that they were invited from the Xianya Building of the Ninth Prince.

  Feng Jin Yuan only felt a severe headache, and with Xuan Tian Ming's temperament, even if the people of Xian Ya Lou really did something to the dishes, would he dare to settle accounts with them? Not to mention that Shen Shi had only vomited once, even if it was true, Xuan Tian Ming dared to kill people openly in the palace, and could burn the Ding An Wang Fu into a pile of ashes. A big madam of Feng Fu, it's strange that they would put her in their eyes.

  He was calculating in his heart that if it were Xianya Building's people, how to deal with this matter without becoming enemies with the Ninth Prince, and had long thrown aside the calculation of accounts.

  Even so, the extraordinary man's name in the newspaper still scared Feng Jin Yuan, making his legs tremble, thinking that he had thought too simply.

  "In the lower eaves, I was originally a wandering doctor in Jianghu. A few months ago, I was favored by the emperor and stayed in the palace to specially prepare medicinal dishes for the emperor, empress, and Concubine Yun. The people behind me are the imperial chefs who have been working with me to make medicinal dishes over the past few months."

  Feng Yuanyuan's back stiffened again, and she started to blow cold air. Even the old lady was speechless. She should have expected it earlier. Feng Yuanyuan always leaves a hidden move whenever he does something. He dismissed his own chef and hired an outsider. How could someone as clever and cautious as Feng Yuanyuan do something that would leave him vulnerable to gossip?

  "Feng Xiang." Mo Bu Fan spoke again, "Just now when I was coming down this way, I heard that today's medicinal meal poisoned the madam and young ladies of the manor?"

  "That's right!" Feng Zi Hao, with a simple mind, still hadn't realized how big of a deal Mo Bu Fan was, and hastily said: "Since you admit that the dishes were made by your people, then you must give our Feng family an explanation!"

  "Shut your mouth!" Feng Jin Yuan severely reprimanded Feng Zi Hao, then turned to Mo Bu Fan and said: "Mr. Mo, I'm afraid there's been some misunderstanding here."

  He was a high-ranking official, and in the palace, there was a special person in charge of serving medicine and food. Feng Jin Yuan naturally knew about this matter. Mo Bu Fan had no status or position, yet he had a unique place in the palace, so when speaking with him, Feng Jin Yuan could only be extremely polite. The most important thing was that this person could serve meals for the Emperor and Empress, and he wasn't afraid of them. After all, those two were reasonable people, but what made him anxious was that he also took care of Yun Fei's meals! Someone who could be arranged by the Emperor to be by Yun Fei's side must be highly valued and reliable!

  Mo Bu Fan couldn't help but laugh and said, "I was saying, the medicinal banquet menu that the Emperor and Empress used just three days ago, how did it end up harming someone in the Feng household?"

  Anyone can understand what you're saying. What they mean is that even the emperor and empress can eat it, are you people from the Feng family more precious than them?

  Feng Jin Yuan accompanied with a smile, "Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings."

  "Feng Xiang." Mo Bu Fan's expression turned serious, "We came to the Feng residence today because both Crown Prince Chun and Crown Prince Yu requested that His Majesty allow us to bring the imperial kitchen to prepare meals for the madam of the Feng household. All the dishes on this table were used by His Majesty and Her Majesty three days ago, and I personally adjusted the seasoning. All the ingredients were transported from the imperial kitchen, and all the medicinal herbs came from the Feng residence's own Baicao Medicine Hall. Before cooking, I personally inspected these medicinal herbs before putting them in the pot. Does Feng Xiang think there is a problem with me or with these chefs who specialize in making imperial cuisine?"

  Feng Jin Yuan wiped his sweat and said, "There's no problem."

  "En." Mo Bu Fan nodded, then looked puzzled, "What does that mean? Oh, sir, aren't you dissatisfied with the arrangements made by King Xun and King Yu? Ah! That Feng Xiang really failed to live up to the good intentions of the two princes."

  As soon as he heard that Xuan Tianhua was involved, Feng Chenyu, who had been lying on the soft couch pretending to be ill, immediately got up and said repeatedly: "It seems that it was indeed a misunderstanding. Just now I was having dinner in the garden outside, but my body is weak and I was blown by the wind, which caused me to have a headache. Now I'm fine."

  Feng Jin Yuan understood her thoughts about Xuan Tian Hua after receiving the hand-sewn pouch from Feng Yu Hong last time. Now, seeing Shen Yu's attitude, how could he not understand what it meant? However, he couldn't afford to lose his temper, after all, Shen Yu said it was nothing, which was better than her continuing to force herself.

  Ke Shen still lay on the couch, looking like that was indeed not pretending, Feng Jin Yuan felt a bit awkward, how should this case be cracked?

  Just as everyone was at a standstill, the Feng family's servant finally invited the doctor to come. This doctor had some reputation in the capital and it was not his first time dealing with the Feng family. As soon as he saw Feng Yuanchen, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

  Feng Jin Yuan didn't have time to accept this courtesy and hastily said: "Quickly let Madam take a look, what's going on?"

  The doctor responded with a sound, got up and went to the side of the bed.

  At this time, Shen's condition was slightly better than before, but she still looked tired and her complexion was not good. She occasionally felt nauseous and dizzy.

  The doctor placed a handkerchief on Shen's wrist, pinched it for a moment, and then exclaimed "Hmmm". After another careful examination, he stood up again and asked Feng Jin Yuan: "Lord Feng, did the lady of the house eat something poisonous?"

  As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked again. They had previously thought it was Shen's doing, but how could the imperial physician and chef from the palace possibly poison the Feng family? But now this doctor mentioned the word "poison" again, what exactly is going on?

  "Doctor, why do you say so?" asked Yao hastily.

  The doctor replied: "If you hadn't eaten something poisonous, why would you need to take medicine to induce vomiting?"

  "Induce vomiting?" Fang Dai subconsciously asked, then looked at Shen Shi again and found that Shen Shi's eyes quickly rolled around in a circle with the doctor's words, immediately realizing that there must be a problem here.

  Feng Jin Yuandao said: "Sir, please speak clearly."

  The doctor said straightforwardly, "When the madam of the mansion fell ill, she must have vomited, right? That's because the madam had taken an emetic beforehand. This kind of medicine takes effect quickly, within half a stick of incense time, and causes vomiting accompanied by slight convulsions. However, once everything in her stomach is vomited out, it's all over. It's usually used for emergency detoxification."

  Namo Bu Fan pondered for a moment, then stepped forward: "Feng Xiang, I am not talented, but my medical skills have been recognized by the Emperor. May I ask to diagnose the Empress's condition?"

  Mo Bu Fan said so, Feng Jin Yuan naturally was delighted and hastily made way for him.

  Mo Bu Fan walked up to Shen Shi's side, but didn't take his pulse. Instead, he directly grasped Shen Shi's thick palm.

  Feng Zi Hao saw it on the side and couldn't help but shout: "What are you doing? If you're examining her, then examine her, why do you need to hold my mother's hand?"

  Feng Jin Yuan rebuked him: "How dare you speak nonsense!"

  At this time, Mo Bu Fan's voice also came over - "Strange, Feng Xiang, why would the madam do such a thing?"

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