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In the back garden of Hou Mansion, flowers were in full bloom, birds sang sweetly, butterflies fluttered among the blossoms. Meng Jinyao and her three sisters-in-law strolled through the garden, admiring the flowers and chatting about the latest happenings in the capital. It seemed they were getting along quite well.cations. Prime farmland was replaced with inferior plots – a straightforward case of substituting a cat for a prince.In this way, as Mrs. Sun had said, the harvest from the ancestral estate and shops...