My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 278 No one believes this chapter!

Wan Sutong raised her hand and tapped Zhao Jinghua's forehead, then said carelessly, "Hey, I thought it was no big deal, you, you just think too much. It is said that emperors have been ruthless since ancient times, but you are the most different I have ever seen. Zhao Jinfang can even kill his own son, but you are thinking that he is your nominal grandson. Should you give up his life for the sake of the overall situation? If you were not Zhao Hongyu, would you still think so much?"

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before nodding, "Yes..."

Wan Sutong took another sip of wonton soup and continued to ask, "When is the sacrificial ceremony?"

"Late September," Wan Sutong asked in confusion, "What is today?"

Zhao Jinghua gently scratched the tip of Wan Sutong's nose with his index finger, and said with a chuckle, "Today is the second day of September."

Wan Sutong nodded and asked hesitantly, "When do you plan to take action?"

Zhao Jinghua smiled and shook his head, "I don't know, maybe during the ceremony, or maybe after the ceremony."

Wan Sutong said "oh" meaningfully, then looked at the last wonton in the bowl, then lowered her head to look at her bulging belly. After hesitating for a while, she pushed the bowl in front of Zhao Jinghua and said, "I can't eat any more. There's only one left. You eat it. It would be a pity to throw it away."

Zhao Jinghua picked up the soup spoon from the bowl with a smile on his face, but he didn't expect that just as he put the wonton into his mouth, Qingtuan and Maomao appeared on the table yawning, "Where are the wontons?"

Wan Sutong suddenly came to her senses after seeing this. "I was wondering if something was missing yesterday! What were you and Maomao doing last night? How did you get out of his spiritual sea?"

Qingtuan and Maomao's furry little faces were full of embarrassment, and their eyes were rolling around. "Well... let's go to sleep, your husband's soul sea is warm."

Wan Sutong curled her lips after hearing this and said, "No one would believe this!" After saying this, Wan Sutong turned her head and looked at Zhao Jinghua, "Do you believe it?"

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua put the soup spoon into the bowl and chuckled, "Madam, are you saying that your husband is a ghost?"

After hearing this, Wan Sutong angrily glanced at Zhao Jinghua and said, "Tell me! Did you feed them dumplings?"

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua could only confess honestly, "I don't know when the two little guys followed me to Qiyue Pavilion last night, and they ate until their bellies were full."

Seeing this, Wan Sutong quickly looked at Maomao and Qingtuan, and then asked with a worried look, "Are you two having stomachaches?" Maomao and Qingtuan shook their heads.

Zhao Jinghua raised his hand and held Wan Sutong's hand. "Madam, don't worry too much. They are monsters after all. It's okay for them to eat some human food, but they are absolutely not allowed to eat herbs randomly."

Wan Sutong curled her lips and said helplessly, "I know, but I can't control Qingtuan. I think he wants to learn from Shennong and taste all kinds of herbs!"

Zhao Jinghua stood up slowly with a smile on his face. "Since Madam is full, I will help you get dressed and wash up."

But Wan Sutong shook her head, stood up, and pushed Zhao Jinghua out the door. "No, go to court now."

Seeing this, Zhao Jinghua turned around and smiled helplessly, "Are you angry with me?"

Wan Sutong laughed from inside the door and said, "How dare I be angry with you, Senior Brother? I will remember your teachings! Go and get busy!" Then he locked Zhao Jinghua outside the door.

After a while, Zhao Jinghua's slightly anxious voice came from outside the door, "Su Tong! I don't mean to teach you, just listen to my explanation."

Wan Sutong snorted and walked to the dining table, only to see Maomao whispering with Qingtuan, "Brother, your master is so unreasonable. He kicked her husband out while they were chatting."

Qingtuan nodded in agreement, "Who said no?" He raised his head and met Wan Sutong's cold gaze, "How about I throw you out to accompany him?"

The two little ones shook their heads repeatedly, then walked up to Wan Sutong with a flattering look on their faces and rubbed their heads against her clothes. "We were wrong, we will never steal food again."

At this time, Zhao Jinghua stood outside the door and raised his hand, hesitating whether to knock on the door. After hesitating for a moment, he laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Madam, I was wrong. Please let me in. I won't dare to do it again next time."

Wan Sutong burst out laughing after hearing this, and after a moment she cleared her throat with a smile on her face, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Jinghua outside the door almost immediately responded, "I shouldn't have said too much."

After hearing this, Wan Sutong couldn't help but raise her lips, "What else?"

Zhao Jinghua fell silent outside the door. It was not because he had lost the patience to coax Wan Sutong, but because he really didn't know what to say. After a long while, he finally said, "Is the meat filling too salty? Or should I not wear the ink-colored cloak today?"

Before Wan Sutong could laugh out loud, she heard 0533's mocking voice, "Host, you really made things difficult for him. He said he shouldn't wear the ink-colored cloak. Don't play tricks on your husband. The competition will start in less than half an hour, and you still have to pick up your brother and your bestie."

Wan Sutong stuck out her tongue playfully and then shouted to the outside of the door, "Husband, you don't need to help me wash up, go ahead and do your work, I was just teasing you just now."

Zhao Jinghua outside the door chuckled helplessly, "I hope Madam is not angry with her husband. Then I wonder what Madam would like to eat for dinner?"

Wan Sutong thought carefully for a while and then shouted loudly, "No need! We'll have hot pot tonight."

Zhao Jinghua outside the door lowered his eyelids to hide the loneliness in his eyes when he heard this. "Okay, then I will go to the morning court." After saying this, he walked away.

At the same time, in the palace of King Chen Gao

Liu Qing was accompanying her two-year-old daughter to fly a kite. Zhao Yan was teaching the five-year-old Zhao Rui how to squat. His tone was serious and he looked like a little adult. "Keep your back straight! Stretch your arms forward!"

Zhao Rui listened to his little sister's giggles, his eyes full of envy, so he turned to look at Zhao Ting and said flatteringly, "Brother, my father is not in the house, can you let me rest for a few days?"

Zhao Ting couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted when he saw his brother acting like a spoiled child, but after a moment he frowned and said with a hint of anger in his tender voice, "No! Father said! People who practice martial arts must not give up even for a day! Otherwise, all their previous efforts will be wasted!"

After hearing this, Zhao Rui angrily grabbed Zhao Ting's clothes and said, "But why can my little sister fly kites with mother?"

After hearing this, Zhao Ting folded his arms and snorted, "My little sister is only a few years old, how can you compare with her! Besides, father said that we have to protect my little sister. If you don't work hard now, when my little sister is bullied by others in the future, when you can't beat that person, you will regret it!"

When Zhao Rui heard this, he immediately took a horse stance and said, "Brother, do you think my posture is correct?"

Seeing this, Liu Qing burst out laughing and touched his little daughter's head. "Xingchen, you must listen to your elder and second brothers in the future. Remember?"

Zhao Xingchen nodded rapidly after hearing this, and spoke in a cute voice, "Yes, mother, don't worry! Xingchen has remembered it!"

Liu Qing looked at his two sons not far away and suddenly asked, "Does Xingchen want to learn martial arts?"

Zhao Xingchen pouted and thought for a while after hearing this. After a moment, she nodded vigorously and said, "I want to! This way, when Xingchen grows up, she can protect her father and mother."

Liu Qing smiled and said, "Then when Xingchen reaches your second brother's age, let your father teach you martial arts, okay?"

Zhao Xingchen nodded vigorously and hummed, "When will father be back?"