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

The heavy snow came suddenly, the north wind gradually rose, and the cold was biting.

Today is the funeral day, and the whole city is in mourning.

Cheng Jiuyuan stood beside the coffin with her eyelids drooped.

Mother, in my previous life, not only did I fail to avenge you, I also recognized the thief as my mother. I deserved the fate I ended up like that.

In this life, my daughter will send all those who harmed us to hell one by one. Just wait and see.

Today is just the beginning!

"When merits are fulfilled, the soul returns to heaven, riding a crane into a chariot and joining the immortal ranks..." The funeral lyrics were sung in a gentle and sad voice, each word was heartbreaking.

The room was filled with people who were attending the funeral and were crying heart-wrenchingly. Cheng Jiuyuan watched these people's hypocritical behavior with cold eyes.

She had cried so much in the past two days that her eyes were sore and her heart was as hard as a rock.

"Awake!"

As the sound fell, the coffin bearers shouted together.

He took the coffin and didn't move.

Everyone was surprised. The Taoist priest asked everyone to be patient, took the wine that had been prepared, and sang the lyrics loudly.

"I have filled a glass of fine wine. I advise the deceased to leave early and not to waste time at home."

The Taoist priest poured a glass of wine into the brazier and shouted again: "Arise!"

The coffin bearers gritted their teeth and pushed hard, but the coffin remained motionless.

Everyone stopped crying and looked at each other.

The timid ones even took a few steps away from the coffin.

When the Taoist priest sang and danced for a while, and asked filial sons and daughters to come forward and kowtow to say goodbye, he started the funeral procession again, but the coffin still did not move at all.

The Taoist priest turned pale and looked at Cheng Zongyang who was standing in the front and said, "Prime Minister, the coffin has not been moved during these three funerals. This means that the Madam doesn't want to leave!"

Everyone was shocked and talked among themselves.

Pei Xiu nodded slightly to Cheng Jiuyuan.

Cheng Jiuyuan suddenly burst into tears and rushed to the coffin.

"Mother! Mother! You died so tragically!"

"Mom, do you have something to tell your daughter?"

Cheng Zongyang said coldly with a dark face: "Why don't you pull your girl away!"

Chun Xing and a few maids hurried forward to pull Cheng Jiuyuan.

Cheng Jiuyuan struggled and shouted, "Mom! If you have anything to say, please tell me clearly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone pointed at the coffin and shouted.

"Ah! Blood!"

"Look!"

Everyone looked towards the coffin and their faces changed drastically.

Some timid maids were so scared that they started crying.

Bloodstains gradually appeared on the white cloth covering the coffin, and finally formed a big word "injustice".

“It’s really unfair!”

"Oh my God! Could it be that the Prime Minister's wife was murdered by someone?"

"These three spiritual awakenings all failed..."

Zhou's mother and daughter, who had something to hide, didn't even dare to look at the coffin. They didn't expect such a thing to happen today.

Cheng Yunge calmed himself down and said, "This is clearly someone playing tricks! These words were written in advance! They will only appear under certain conditions."

Pei Xiu stepped forward and asked, "Where is the man who drove the carriage for my sister that day?"

Zhou and Cheng Yunge looked at each other, alarm bells ringing in their hearts.

But Cheng Yunge soon felt relieved. What mattered if she was suspicious? She was sure that these people could not find the coachman.

Cheng Zongyang frowned and thought: "My wife passed away, and I am deeply saddened. All those involved will be handed over to Rong Niang for disposal."

Zhou's maiden name was Zhou Yurong.

Everyone's attention turned to Zhou again.

Zhou said with a pale face, "After the horse was startled that day, the groom was also seriously injured and became a disabled person. Although he did not directly kill the lady, it was his mistake that led to the tragedy, so I beat him with dozens of sticks, drove him out of the prime minister's residence, and left him to fend for himself."

"Really? If you want to see the body, I think we should report it to the police."

There was no panic on Zhou's face, she knew that the master would definitely not agree.

As expected, upon hearing about reporting to the police, Cheng Zongyang immediately stopped him: "No."

Whatever they found out when they reported the case to the police was that he did not manage his family well.

If you can't even manage your own family, isn't this handing an excuse to the Censorate?

Cheng Jiuyuan looked at Cheng Zongyang. She no longer felt any affection for this man whom she had called father for two lifetimes.

Cheng Jiuyuan wiped her tears and cried, "Dad, Mom died unjustly. I can't leave home until the case is solved."

She already knew where Wang Cheng was hiding, but without Cheng Zongyang's nod, the government dared not take any action.

Mr. Pei looked at Cheng Zongyang and said, "What do you mean? If you knew there was an injustice, why didn't you report it to the police? Are you trying to cover up the real murderer?"

Mr. Pei's eyes fell on Zhou, and Zhou immediately cried out for injustice.

"Old man, what's with that look in your eyes? Are you doubting me?"

The people who came to the funeral were talking a lot, looking at the faces of everyone in the prime minister's mansion.

Cheng Zongyang was in a dilemma. He certainly didn't believe in miracles, and his eyes fell on the coffin with suspicion.

Once a coffin is sealed, it cannot be opened again. That would be disrespectful to the deceased and detrimental to future generations.

He guessed that someone must have done something inside the coffin, which was why it couldn't be lifted.

Pei Xiu said sadly: "Prime Minister, my sister is just the daughter of a merchant, she is not worthy of your current status..."

Cheng Zongyang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, be careful with your words!"

If word of this were to get out, people would definitely speculate that he despised his wife, and they might even think that he was the one behind this.

Gossip can melt metal. For an official, reputation is very important.

"Report to the police!" Cheng Zongyang gritted his teeth.

Cheng Jiuyuan curled her lips. As expected, when it comes to her own interests, her father will choose the lesser of two evils.

"Master!" Zhou was a little panicked.

Cheng Yunge pulled her and shook his head at her.

As long as the coachman Wang Cheng can't be found, everything will be fine.

Zhou calmed down and looked at the coffin in the hall. She said, "It takes time to investigate this case. Should we just leave the coffin here and wait?"

Cheng Zongyang looked at the Taoist priest and said, "Master, if we miss today, what other day is suitable for burial?"

The Taoist priest counted on his fingers and said quickly, "It will be ready in two days."

Cheng Zongyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou frowned and said, "What if there is still no result after two days?"

Cheng Jiuyuan looked at Zhou with a cold gaze: "Are you so sure that Aunt Zhou can't solve the case?"

Zhou avoided the piercing gaze and said, "I naturally hope that Madam can rest in peace soon."

Those who came to the funeral today were all relatives. They gathered together to discuss the strange things that happened today, and their suspicious eyes fell on Cheng Zongyang and Zhou from time to time.

Cheng Zongyang felt suffocated, but there was nothing he could do.

In less than half an hour, the butler came in with a group of soldiers.

When Zhou and Cheng Yunge saw the people captured in the hands of the soldiers walking in front of them, they were so scared that they almost shouted out loud.