The legitimate daughter becomes cannon fodder? Rebirth to overthrow the system's fatality

Cheng Jiuyuan's prediction was correct. Xue Peng, who had been missing for many days, appeared in the moat.

If he hadn't been wearing the Prime Minister's Office badge, it would have been difficult to determine his identity based on the degree of decay of the corpse.

After the autopsy, the coroner concluded that he fell into the water after drinking.

We found the place where he fell into the water upstream of the moat, and it really looked like a slip.

With Cheng Zongyang's tacit approval, the case was closed.

But Cheng Zongyang's attitude towards Cheng Yunge became colder and colder.

That day, Cheng Zongyang came back from work and took off his cloak and handed it to his servant.

"Master, please have a cup of hot tea to get rid of the cold." Lin quickly asked someone to prepare some snacks.

"It's freezing cold, and the master is running around outside. It's really hard work."

Cheng Zongyang rubbed his hands, and when they were warmer, he placed his hands on Lin's flat abdomen.

"When I think of our child, I don't feel the pain anymore. How is it? Are you still feeling uncomfortable today?"

Lin's eyes were gentle as she said, "This child is very well behaved. I only felt nauseous for the first half month, but now everything I eat tastes delicious."

"That's good. It seems that this child will be an obedient child in the future. Don't be like his elder brother..." At this point, Cheng Zongyang suddenly stopped talking.

No matter what, Cheng Changchuan is his first child and his only son, and he really loves him.

But that child is really disappointing.

Lin secretly spat out "bad luck" in her heart. Her child would never be like that evil creature.

"Master, I have chosen a family for the eldest girl. It is Zhao Minghuai, the legitimate son of the second wife of the Marquis of Anyi. The child is nineteen years old this year, two years older than the eldest girl, just right. She is pretty. Although the second wife cannot inherit the title, I heard that she is very good at studying and will participate in the Spring Examination next year. What do you think, Master?"

Cheng Zongyang nodded: "You decide."

"Mrs. Zhao and her son will come to visit tomorrow. I will just treat it as a reunion between me and Mrs. Zhao..."

Cheng Zongyang leaned back in his chair with his eyes half closed.

Lin gently massaged his shoulders and spoke softly, which made people feel very comfortable.

The next day, the maid changed the medicine for Cheng Yunge, and Cheng Yunge tried to raise his hand.

Her arrow and knife wounds had begun to scab over, but the pain still made her sweat profusely when she exerted force.

She was a strong-willed person and was anxious to recover as soon as possible.

She was exercising her fingers by opening and closing them, and the maid beside Lin came into the room.

"Miss, Madam asked you to dress up nicely. Go to the front hall. Young Master Zhao is here."

Cheng Yunge paused.

What good family could Lin find for her? It was a blind date, and she had plenty of ways to mess it up.

Cheng Yunge stood up and said, "Let's go."

"Young lady, why don't you freshen up your hair?"

"I'm fine this way."

When Cheng Yunge arrived at the front hall, he saw a lady chatting and laughing with Lin, with a young man sitting next to her.

Cheng Yunge took a quick look and had some idea in his mind.

This young man is good-looking, but he is just an ordinary scholar and is not something she likes.

"I met my mother."

"Yun Ge is here? Come and meet Madam Zhao and Master Zhao."

Cheng Yunge bowed and said, "Greetings, Madam, Mr. Zhao."

"Oh! I've heard that the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family is both talented and beautiful. After seeing her today, I find that the rumors are true." Mrs. Zhao looked satisfied.

At first, she was dissatisfied with her son marrying a concubine, but they were the second wife and had no title to inherit. This woman was the daughter of the prime minister, the head of all officials, and a disciple of the female official Shangguan. She was well-known for her talent, so she reluctantly came to see her.

She looked Cheng Yunge up and down and nodded secretly.

Except for being born out of wedlock, all the others are worthy of his son.

Cheng Yunge felt like a cabbage and radish on a stall for people to pick. He suppressed his displeasure and said with a smile, "Madam, you are too kind."

"You young people don't like to listen to us talking. Yun Ge, take Young Master Zhao for a walk in the yard."

"Yes, mother." Cheng Yunge turned around, "Young Master Zhao, please."

Zhao Minghuai said politely, "Miss Cheng, please."

Cheng Yun Ge led the group outside, snowflakes fluttered down on their heads. Young Master Zhao quickly opened his fan, which scared Cheng Yun Ge.

Fanning himself in the middle of winter, Cheng Yunge's mouth twitched slightly.

Then he was seen looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a melancholy look on his face.

"If he gets caught in the snow in the morning..."

He looked at Cheng Yunge affectionately again: "We will grow old together in this life."

"...Haha, Mr. Zhao is very talented in writing."

"I am over-flattered."

"Mr. Zhao likes to write poetry? Let's have a poetry competition. If Mr. Zhao can beat Yun Ge..." Cheng Yun Ge looked at Zhao Minghuai shyly.

Zhao Minghuai smiled confidently: "Then let's take 'snow' as the topic. Zhao will go first."

He took a step forward and chanted confidently:

"Cold clouds cover the winter sky, and white flowers dance in the blue sky.

Thousands of branches are covered with white silk, and myriad valleys have lost their greenery.

Birds roost quietly on the eaves, people hurry home.

Warm the wine by the fire, and wait for the night window to turn red. "

"Mr. Zhao is very talented."

Zhao Minghuai proudly waved his folding fan twice, "Miss Cheng, it's your turn."

Cheng Yunge sneered in his heart. With such a huge library of materials, why shouldn’t she cry for him?

Cheng Yunge opened his mouth and said:

"The mountains are far away at dusk, the white house is poor in the cold weather.

I hear a dog barking behind the wooden door, and a man returns home on a snowy night. "

Zhao Minghuai's eyes were full of admiration, and then he began to feel troubled again.

"Mr. Zhao, it's your turn."

Zhao Minghuai frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "In the cold winter, the sky is full of snow, and the mountains and rivers are covered in silver..."

Then he began to stammer and hesitate.

Cheng Yunge was merciless and spit out several poems without stopping.

"On a night of lingering snow in the chaotic mountains, a lonely candle and a stranger in a strange land..."

Finally, she looked at Zhao Minghuai, who looked grim, with a half-smile and said, "Master Zhao, the husband I want to find must be good at both civil and military affairs."

Zhao Minghuai flicked his sleeves and left. Cheng Yunge sneered and returned to the front hall.

"Hey? Why are you alone? Where is Mr. Zhao?" Lin asked curiously.

"Mr. Zhao left early because of something."

"Ah? This is so rude." Mrs. Zhao apologized repeatedly.

After two days, there was no news from the Zhao residence.

Lin contacted a few more families, but for some unknown reason, after meeting Cheng Yunge, these people never mentioned the matter again.

When Cheng Zongyang came back in the evening, Lin complained to him.

"Master, what kind of family does Yun Ge want to find? She doesn't like the handsome and talented man like Mr. Zhao. She is also not happy with Mr. Li, who is skilled in martial arts and has great righteousness. There are also the sons of Mr. Zhang and Mr. Lin... I am afraid that I can't complete what the master has asked me to do."

Cheng Zongyang frowned and immediately asked someone to call Cheng Yunge over.

Cheng Yunge arrived at the main courtyard, bowed to the two of them, and stood there politely.

"I heard that your mother found seven or eight houses for you during this period, but you didn't find any that you liked?"

"Dad, it's not that I don't like you..."

Before she could finish, Cheng Zongyang interrupted her impatiently: "Put away those little tricks of yours. If you play tricks on me again, I will pick it out for you myself!"

Cheng Yunge's heart trembled, and she looked aggrieved: "Dad, I didn't play tricks. I don't know why. I just chatted with these gentlemen for a while, and they said that I was not worthy of them. I am also very distressed."

The other party couldn't find any fault with the methods she used.

Who would go out and yell about feeling inferior because he is no match for a little girl?

Telling this to others will not only not damage her reputation, but will help her become famous.

"If they are not worthy of you, then who is? The prince in the palace? I advise you to give up this idea. If you do it again next time, I will directly set a wedding date for you."

After being beaten up, Cheng Yunge came out of the main courtyard with a look of resentment on her face.

I don’t know if Chu Ze has sent anyone to check the two gold mines she mentioned. Why hasn’t he come to find her yet?

When Cheng Jiuyuan heard that Cheng Yunge had angered and driven away several young men who came to visit him during this period, she curled her lips.

With Cheng Yunge's ability, she would definitely not let herself get married.

She was waiting for Chu Ze.

Cheng Jiuyuan chuckled.

Chu Ze, Cheng Yunge can't wait any longer. She arranged a good place for Cheng Yunge.

Cheng Yunge's portrait and that doggerel poem should have spread throughout the Northern Qi Dynasty, right?