After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 2 The good show is yet to come!
There was complete silence in the hall, and everyone had come to their senses. After recollecting Cheng Weiyao's words, no one dared to be that early bird.

Seeing that the original owner's aunt hesitated to speak, but was held back by Cheng Li, Cheng Weiyao secretly smiled in her heart with a look of bitter hatred.

The retribution is not good, the good show is yet to come!

Sure enough, no matter how unwilling he was, Cheng Guogong had already opened his mouth, saying that the eldest house had improperly exercised power, and the right to head the house had been reduced, the third house was promoted accordingly, and the second house went out independently.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Guogong looked at his second son, whom he had never paid much attention to, and sighed.

"Even if you don't say it, I will ask His Majesty to cover you and let him be an official. It must be a rich place."

"Thank you grandfather."

Cheng Weiyao sneered at Cheng Guogong's loving father.

"The auspicious time is approaching, and Wei Yao hopes that she can bring my mother's dowry, so she can get married with peace of mind."

Cheng Guogong gritted his teeth, as Cheng Weiyao said, the auspicious time is coming, this time is not suitable for trouble, so he reluctantly agreed.

For a while, several families were happy and some were sad, but no one dared to say otherwise.

Ignoring the eyes of Cheng Li and his wife who wanted to swallow her alive, Cheng Weiyao got up and helped her original parents back to the house.

Just stare, you may cry later!
The third house is not easy to mess with, and has always been dominated by the big house. Once they gain power, the two families must not fight to the death.

It seems that after she leaves, the Duke's mansion will be even more exciting!

Accompanying Mrs. Li to the storeroom to pick up the dowry, Cheng Weiyao looked around the storeroom of the Duke’s Mansion, all kinds of cloth, jewelry, and some expensive medicinal materials, remembering that her family was born in a noble family but lived like a poor family in the lower class, and Cheng’s father was even older. The disease is difficult to cure, and I feel even more aggrieved for the original owner.

"Don't look at it, girl, that's what your mother's dowry is!" The nanny in charge of the storeroom over there in the big house urged and looked down upon her face, seeing Cheng Weiyao's raised eyebrows, which also strengthened the idea in her heart.

She threw the list to the nanny, "Then please be careful, don't blame me for missing something."

The nanny glanced at the dowry that was not even a fraction of Cheng Guogong's mansion, snorted contemptuously, and waved her hand.

Coldly watching the maids lock the door, Cheng Weiyao stood at the door and thought for a while, in a place where no one was around, all the boxes in the warehouse, which were full of things, disappeared.

Thinking of the distraught state of the Duke's family after she got married, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips.

She emptied all the warehouses of the Duke's Mansion, not only to vent her anger for the original body, but also to provide an extra layer of protection for her future.

The entire Qinghe Palace was immersed in grief, and even the ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth was not held.

Cheng Weiyao was not hypocritical, returned to the inner room and quickly took off the heavy wedding clothes, changed into light clothes, packed a small package, and followed Wen Chengyun.

King Qinghe had already taken off his wedding clothes, and was dressed in light crimson regular clothes, standing aside with a haggard face, standing straight and unyielding.

"Madam wronged." There was guilt in the man's eyes, he smiled reassuringly, and looked at her fixedly.

If she hadn't known the fate of being exiled, Cheng Weiyao would have had the illusion that this person was married, married to the person she loved the most, and couldn't help but have a high regard for this future "husband".

Cheng Weiyao showed a self-confidently kind smile.

There were female relatives in the crowd who wanted to argue, but Wen Chengyun stopped them with a look.

Cheng Weiyao watched, sighed softly, fell into the clouds all of a sudden, it's normal to be unbearable.

On the contrary, this Qinghe king, Wen Chengyun, seems to have a good ability to accept.

The exile team was long, with dejected faces, and under the escort of the soldiers, they walked out of the city step by step under the scorching sun.

Cheng Guogong's mansion, Cheng Guogong and Cheng Guogong's wife, looked at the empty warehouse, not even a piece of silver left.

Cheng Guogong stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed at the evacuated warehouse, and shouted angrily, "Check it out, check it out for me, and dig three feet to find it out!"

The instigator had already left the capital at this time, and was sitting under a big tree on the outskirts of the city to rest.

It's just that Cheng Weiyao couldn't be happy at this moment, she was frowning because of the space she couldn't open suddenly, she could still take out a gold ingot when she was just exiled...

Along the way, apart from Wen Chengyun, who seemed dull but slightly gentle, there was also his mother, Grand Concubine Gui, and the entire family of Grand Concubine Gui.

Facing such a big family, she had to sigh.

She is not afraid of being exiled, but she is afraid of adding soldiers who secretly make things difficult for her. Before she reaches northern Xinjiang, she will starve to death on the road.

"Bring it to you, you thought you were an aristocrat, but now you are just a prisoner!"

A mocking voice came from behind, and Cheng Weiyao frowned.

I saw that the wrench in Wen Chengyun's hand fell into the hand of a soldier, and some bystanders even urged him to go for a body search.

Wen Chengyun's eyes were condensed. Although he played a scene with the emperor, he secretly investigated the people behind him in the name of exile, but it didn't mean that he could be bullied casually.

"I advise you to be cautious in your words and deeds. I have been stained with a lot of blood, and I have been exiled on both sides. I don't mind adding a few of you."

The three soldiers looked at each other, "It's not that the brothers want to embarrass the prince, it's just that if this is not the case, it will be difficult to explain on the other side of the capital."

"What nonsense are you talking to him for!" The leader greeted Wen Chengyun after finishing speaking.

He was different, earlier his younger brother obeyed King Qinghe's orders and died tragically on the battlefield, but in the end he was dismissed by his younger brother for disobeying orders.

I have hated him for a long time, and I suffer from no chance, and now the chance is coming.

There was a flash of light in Wen Chengyun's eyes, and sure enough, those people couldn't help but make a move.

The situation was tense, and Cheng Weiyao saw that Wen Chengyun's eyes turned cold in an instant, and saw that he had dealt with the other two with a few moves, forcing the leader to fly out with just one palm, and then he swooped forward and pressed the officer's throat with one knee .

"Save..." The rest of the voice was blocked in the throat and turned into a whimper.

As a modern person, Cheng Weiyao enjoyed watching it for a while, and couldn't help touching her chin, her eyes admiring, she is a cheap husband with excellent martial arts!
"King Qinghe, it doesn't matter if you are strong in martial arts alone, think about your mother."

Seeing the loss, some soldiers sneaked away to grab the imperial concubine's neck, and the imperial concubine could only hold the child and cry, "Chengyun stop!"

Cheng Weiyao sighed secretly, and could only watch as Wen Chengyun was caught without a fight, while the leading soldier wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, rolled up from the ground, turned around and was about to punch Wen Chengyun in the face.

Simply deceiving!
"You are presumptuous!" Cheng Weiyao yelled, at that moment, the leading soldier paused for a moment, causing Wen Chengyun to turn his head to avoid the punch.

(End of this chapter)