Exile: Empty half of the capital and blow up the enemy's palace

Along the way, the team moved forward extremely smoothly. It seemed that even the weather was particularly favorable to them. The sky was clear and the breeze was not dry. After traveling safely for half a month, the team arrived in the capital.

Outside the city, officials and common people were standing there to welcome the guests. Colorful flags were flying, gongs and drums were beating, creating a very lively scene.

The Yun family members rode on their horses with expressionless faces, not affected by the festive scene at all. All they could think about were the slander of their Yun family for treason, confiscation of property and exile, and what these officials and people had done to the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion.

Marshal Yun sat upright on his horse, his back straight, emitting an aura of majesty without anger. His eyes were like torches as he swept coldly over the cheering crowd, knowing in his heart that they just liked the stability and prosperity that their Duke of Protectorate Mansion brought them.

Once upon a time, the Yun family was willing to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood to protect this land and to allow the people to live and work in peace and contentment.

On the battlefield, they led the Yun family soldiers to charge into battle, repelling foreign invasions countless times and saving the people from the ravages of war.

In the court, they always speak out for the people's livelihood and promote policies that benefit the people.

But when the Yun family was slandered for treason, their property was confiscated and they were exiled, these people stabbed the Yun family who had protected them like sharp blades, completely forgetting their contributions.

Marshal Yun felt a pang of pain in his heart when he recalled the scene on the day when the Duke of Huguo's mansion was ransacked and exiled.

He originally thought that the Yun family was wholeheartedly for the people, and that the people would trust the Yun family, and even if they didn't trust them, they wouldn't attack the Yun family. However, he didn't expect...

Marshal Yun looked at the cheering faces in front of him with mixed feelings.

When they arrived at the city gate, officials dressed in gorgeous clothes lined up neatly on both sides of the road, kneeling down respectfully to salute, their movements in unison, their faces filled with flattering smiles.

The Minister of Rites, who was in the lead, lowered his head very low and said in a flattering voice, "Old Marshal Yun, you have worked hard on your journey. We are here to welcome you back to the capital in accordance with the Emperor's order.

Marshal Yun glanced at these officials one by one and sneered in his heart.

These people, when the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion was slandered for treason, did a lot of stabbing behind their backs. Now that they see that the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion has won a victory, they are busy trying to curry favor with them.

Marshal Yun snorted coldly, ignored their greetings, and went straight into the city, followed closely by the Yun family.

The officials looked at him arrogantly and ignored them, and their faces instantly turned ugly.

The Minister of Rites straightened up, the smile on his face froze instantly, and a trace of barely perceptible resentment flashed in his eyes, but he had to suppress his anger and pretend to be calm. After all, the Yun family had returned victorious and was now in a strong momentum, and they had not hesitated to add insult to injury when the Yun family was slandered for treason.

As they entered the city, people crowded on both sides of the streets and cheered incessantly, but the Yun family members did not feel any joy at all, and all of them had expressionless faces.

The Yun family's convoy slowly moved towards the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion. The bustle on both sides of the street formed a sharp contrast with the silence of the Yun family.

Yun Qingqing sat in the carriage, listening to the cheers of the people outside, and gently lifted a corner of the curtain.

Looking at the people on both sides of the street whose faces were filled with joy and cheering, she had no expression on her face. The scene that happened on the day when the Protectorate Mansion was confiscated and exiled emerged in her mind.

Thinking about that day when the people gathered on both sides of the street and cursed them with vicious words, they all had hatred on their faces, as if they wanted to kill them without a burial place.

They also threw rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs at them. Now, looking at these cheering faces, Yun Qingqing felt it was extremely ironic. How could they have hurt the Duke of Protectorate Mansion in the past and now act as if nothing had happened?

Yun Qingqing looked at the people who were cheering and praising the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion, with a sneer on her lips. If she could pretend that nothing had happened, she had to help them recall how they had treated the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion.

Yun Qingqing focused her attention on the sky and summoned thunder. In an instant, a dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening thunderclap.

The thunder came so suddenly and so shockingly that it seemed to shake the entire capital.

The people were stunned by the sudden thunder, and their cheers stopped abruptly.

This thunder was like a key, instantly evoking the people's memories of how they had once taken advantage of the Yun family.

The vicious insults, the rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs thrown at the Yun family, as well as their cold eyes and ruthless accusations, now flooded into his mind like a tide.

They seemed to see again the day when the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion was confiscated and exiled. Those who cursed the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion with vicious words were directly punished by God and struck to death with thunder to stand up for the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion.

At this moment, several loud thunders appeared in the sky, and the crowd suddenly exploded. Some people squatted down with their heads in their hands in fear, while others looked around in panic, trying to find a place to avoid the lightning.

A young man who had once been a rotten egg to the Duke of Huguo's mansion when the Yun family was down and out, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and he kept muttering, "I was wrong, I was wrong..."

A woman remembered that she had joined everyone in insulting the Yun family. She was so scared that she trembled all over and shouted, "I was wrong. God, please don't strike me. I don't want to die!" Her voice was filled with tears.

Yun Qingqing looked at the panicked crowd and snorted in her heart. Some things cannot be treated as if nothing happened.