My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 215: Just the Word

Feng Ming's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this, and then he raised his hand and made an eight gesture, "Hey, that's not too much, right?"

Wan Sutong shook her head happily and said, "Not too much at all." Then she deliberately turned into eight copper coins and placed them in Feng Ming's hand.

Feng Ming's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the eight copper coins in his hand. Just as he was about to speak, Wan Sutong covered his mouth and said, "I'm just kidding! Brother, do you want eighty taels or eight hundred taels? Gold or silver?"

Feng Ming laughed and pushed away Wan Sutong's hand covering his mouth. "What? Am I the kind of person who would ask my sister for money? I thought you could see clearly! I want eight bottles of Coke as hush money! And what I want to say is that even you and I can't buy it with money?"

Wan Sutong laughed awkwardly when he heard this, and then transformed into his own desk.

Feng Ming was shocked when he saw this, "Ah? Wan Sutong bought eight bottles of Coke and wrote an IOU!"

After hearing this, Wan Sutong lowered her head and smiled secretly, while waving her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, brother, you misunderstood." After that, she quickly exchanged ten bottles of Coke from 0533, and the next moment, Coke appeared on the table. "I hope you will accept these ten bottles of Coke. My business..." At this point, Wan Sutong looked at Feng Ming and then raised his eyebrows.

Feng Ming put the Coke into his spiritual sea and nodded, "Oh~ Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

At the same time, Zhao Jinfang, wearing a dragon robe, sat on the top of the Taichu Hall. Zhao Jinghua, wearing a black cloak, stood beside him. At this time, the civil and military officials in the hall saluted in unison.

"Your Majesty, long live your Majesty."

After saying this, Zhao Jin raised his hand slightly and said, "My dear ministers, please stand up."

"Your Majesty, I thank you." When the civil and military officials stood up, Zhao Jin looked up at the crowd and saw a white-haired old man with a round face, gray eyebrows, and a pair of drooping eyes that looked very difficult to deal with. Although his eyes were full of wrinkles, his majesty, which was unique to military commanders, was not diminished at all. He had a high nose bridge and thin lips like a knife. This man was called Wu Zheng. He was already over a hundred years old. He was a founding general who had fought with Zhao Hongyu in the past. He had a prominent position in Zhao State.

His words could mobilize the three armies and were more intimidating than the tiger talisman. However, it was precisely because he had no children, no grandchildren, no relatives, and no friends that successive emperors tolerated him.

Zhao Jinfang frowned slightly and said in disbelief, "General Wu? Haven't you been seriously ill? What important matter requires you to come here in person?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Zheng walked out of the crowd, bowed, and spoke in an old and hoarse voice, "To reply to your majesty, this old minister... cough cough... heard that the eldest prince was resurrected... cough... and was named cough cough cough... Regent by your majesty. It's such a happy event, thinking about it... cough cough cough... feeling... cough cough... happy."

When Zhao Jinfang heard this, his eyes widened and he quickly said, "Quick, quick, Eunuch Wang, please give General Wu a seat." At the same time, he thought to himself, "Yes, on such a happy day, you must not die in the court." Eunuch Wang nodded repeatedly, picked up the wooden chair and ran downstairs

When the wooden chair was placed behind Wu Zheng, Wu Zheng bowed and saluted. Under the cover of his sleeves, the corners of his mouth curled up into a happy smile. "Ahem... Thank you, Your Majesty," he said, and then slowly sat down.

Zhao Jinfang felt relieved when he saw Wu Zheng sitting down. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the newly appointed Left Prime Minister a year ago speak in a very puzzled tone, "Your Majesty! Why didn't I see the Regent?"

After hearing this, Zhao Jinfang looked at the left prime minister, then looked at Zhao Jinghua who had been silent beside him, and then said helplessly, "Who is this person beside me?"

Except for Wan Yanzhong and Zhao Jingcheng who lowered their heads and tried to suppress their smiles, all the civil and military officials shook their heads. At this time, the Minister of Rites asked, "Isn't it Eunuch Chen?"

At this time, Eunuch Chen, who was standing not far away, chuckled. Zhao Jinfang raised his hand to support his forehead and said, "My dear ministers, I know you are a little far away from me. You are overworked and injured, so you can't see who is next to me. But the person next to me is not Eunuch Chen. The one next to Eunuch Wang is Eunuch Chen!"

When the civil and military officials heard this, they were all stunned. Only Wan Yanzhong burst out laughing, and the laughter was very obvious in the whole court.

Zhao Jingyu hurriedly sent a message to Wan Yanzhong in front of him, "Prime Minister, if you see it, why don't you remind me?"

Wan Yanzhong tilted his head and whispered, "I thought you saw it."

At this time, Zhao Jingcheng, who was standing on the left side of Wan Yanzhong, also spoke in a low voice, "I can see that it is Emperor Hongyu. Eunuch Chen is indeed worthy of being the chief steward beside Emperor Hongyu. The two have the same aura. I am afraid that people will believe that Eunuch Chen is the prince today."

Zhao Jingjia sneered when he heard this and said, "Which eunuch did I think was willing to die? His waist is so straight today, it turns out that he is not..."

After saying this, Zhao Jingcheng turned around and looked at Zhao Jingjia in surprise, "Fourth brother, what do you mean by this?"

Zhao Jingjia sneered again and replied indifferently, "It's just the literal meaning."

Wan Yanzhong saw that the two were about to fight, so he quickly stopped them, "Your Highness, Your Highness, His Majesty is watching." Zhao Jingcheng snorted coldly after hearing this, and then turned his head away.

Seeing this, Zhao Jin was speechless and held his forehead with his hand. When he spoke, his tone was impatient and he asked, "Why are you still arguing?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingcheng and Zhao Jingjia immediately bowed and said, "I know I was wrong."

Zhao Jinfang took back his hand from his forehead and sighed, "What's wrong with that?"

When Zhao Jingcheng heard this, he hurriedly said, "King Jing openly and secretly called the Regent a eunuch. I was so angry that I argued with King Jing."

Zhao Jinfang was so angry that he laughed out loud when he heard this, and then looked at Zhao Jinghua beside him with embarrassment, "This... hehe... hehe... this..." Zhao Jinfang really didn't know what to say, so he could only send a message to Zhao Jinghua, "It's my fault for not disciplining him properly."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and met Zhao Jingjia's gaze. "It's okay."

Zhao Jinfang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly, "Since the Regent King says it's okay, then it's okay."

At the same time, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Luo Lin held Wan Sutong's hand and shed tears, "You take care of yourself without me in the future."

Wan Sutong nodded repeatedly and then raised her hands to hug Luo Lin. "Don't worry, Sister Luo, you see how well I have taken care of myself in the past three years. I have gained weight by eating hot pot three times a week. You said before that I lost weight, but I was embarrassed to tell you that I have gained weight." As soon as the voice fell, Luo Lin burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Wan Sutong spoke again, "Besides, Sister Luo, you just got married. We can still see each other in the future, right? You're talking like it's a farewell between life and death."

Rowling nodded and wiped away the tears from her eyes. "Okay."

Su Qinghui smiled and then looked at Cui'er who was standing behind Luo Lin. "Cui'er, go out and see where the new son-in-law is."

Cui Er was stunned when she heard this, then nodded quickly, "Yes! I will go right away."

Luo Lin looked at Su Qinghui in disbelief. Seeing this, Su Qinghui chuckled and walked up to Luo Lin and held her hand. "Wanfu is your home from now on. You are my goddaughter."

As soon as these words came out, Luo Lin hugged Su Qinghui and buried her face in Su Qinghui's chest. Tears gradually wet her eyes. "Godmother, I will come back to see you often in the future."

Su Qinghui heard this and patted Luo Lin on the back and said, "Okay."