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

The Yun family convoy continued to move towards the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion. The streets were dead silent and the people lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the people from the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion.

When their homes were confiscated and they were exiled from the Duke of Protector's Mansion, they used vicious language to curse and throw all kinds of dirty things at them. Then, lightning struck from the clear sky and God brought down punishment.

Now that the people from the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion have returned, the phenomenon of lightning striking in the clear sky has appeared again. This is God's warning to them.

Those officials who had once taken advantage of the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion when it was down now all looked pale, secretly regretting in their hearts that they had taken advantage of the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion when it was in trouble.

The Yun family convoy slowly drove to the gate of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion. The two wide-open doors looked like the mouth of a giant beast, quietly waiting for the long-awaited owner to return.

The door was full of servants waiting to greet them, but they all looked unfamiliar and were no longer the original servants.

Marshal Yun was the first to dismount. He swept his eyes steadily over these new faces and snorted in his heart. The emperor sent so many of his people to the Duke of Huguo's Mansion, which obviously showed that he still had suspicion and vigilance towards the Yun family.

His Duke of Huguo Mansion was loyal to the Great Zhou Kingdom, but the people of the Great Zhou Kingdom's royal family regarded their Duke of Huguo Mansion as a thorn in their side. Such an emperor was not worthy of their family's life!

Marshal Yun suppressed his anger and remained calm.

The middle-aged man in the lead quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully. His voice was filled with nervousness and excitement. "Old Marshal Yun, I am the steward sent by the Emperor to welcome you back. My name is Agui. The Emperor has instructed that you and your masters be given a proper welcome home."

Marshal Yun looked at the steward who called himself Agui. Although his face was calm without any ripples, his eyes were as cold as a pond. He was not moved by the other party's words at all.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. However, everyone in this mansion is now new, sent by Your Majesty. I'm afraid that if even a fly flies into our Protectorate Mansion in the future, Your Majesty will know everything."

When Ah Gui heard what Marshal Yun said, his heart suddenly tightened, and beads of sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. He forced himself to remain calm, put on an ingratiating smile and said, "Marshal, you're joking. The Emperor cares deeply about the Duke of the Protectorate's Mansion. He specially sent us here to serve the masters, hoping that the Duke of the Protectorate's Mansion can quickly regain its former vitality. Although there are many new faces, they are all loyal to the mansion and have no intention of spying on us."

Marshal Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, without commenting. He just snorted softly and said nothing more. He walked into the mansion.

Everyone in the Yun family followed Marshal Yun with expressionless faces as they walked towards the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion.

Agui hurriedly trotted ahead to lead the way, constantly introducing the general situation of various places in the mansion along the way.

But the Yun family remained silent and did not respond to him, which made Agui more uneasy and frightened. The Yun family was slandered for treason and their property was confiscated and they were exiled. All the women and descendants of the Yun family died on the way to the confiscated property and exile. The Yun family must be furious, so he had to be careful to avoid being vented on them.

Entering the main hall, the room was completely empty, without a single piece of furniture. Marshal Yun knew that it was his granddaughter who had taken the furniture away, but he still pretended to be very angry and shouted, "Is this how the Emperor treats us, the Duke of the Protectorate? We, the Duke of the Protectorate, have won a victory and returned, yet he doesn't even leave us the furniture for the main hall. Where does this put us?"

Ah Gui was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a plop, his forehead pressed against the ground, his voice trembling: "Marshal, calm down, the things in the Protectorate Mansion were not taken by the Emperor, but by evil spirits."

Marshal Yun's face turned even uglier when he heard this. He angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about, you little dog slave? Where did this evil thing come from?"

Ah Gui lay on the ground, trembling like a sieve, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He said with a mournful face, "Marshal, calm down! Every word I say is true, I dare not lie. The Duke of Huguo's mansion was emptied by evil spirits before it was ransacked. Many ministers and princes' residences in the capital were also emptied, and even the imperial palace was emptied."

Marshal Yun raised an eyebrow as he listened, and in his heart he said it was a good move, but his face still maintained a majestic and angry look, and he said in a deep voice: "Hmph, if you dare to lie to me, I will not forgive you."

Ah Gui hurriedly said, "How dare I lie to the Marshal? Everything I say is true! The whole capital knows about this, and everyone is spreading the news. If the Marshal doesn't believe me, he can send someone out to investigate."

Marshal Yun knew it was his granddaughter who did it, but he still kept his anger on his face and waved his hand at Agui, "Alright, leave now. Don't bother us unless you have something to do."

Ah Gui retreated as if he had been pardoned. After his figure disappeared from the main hall, Marshal Yun finally stopped pretending to be angry. He looked at Yun Qingqing with a loving face and asked, "A Bao, were you responsible for all these things in the capital?"