My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

After a round of drinking, Zhao Mingsheng ordered the eunuch Chen beside him to pour a glass of wine for Zhao Jinghua. "Jinghua has made great contributions to Nanling City. He is really a rare talent. I offer you a glass of wine." Eunuch Chen came to Zhao Jinghua with a wine pot and filled him with wine. Eunuch Chen shook his head imperceptibly. Zhao Jinghua smiled and looked at Zhao Jinfang calmly, then drank the wine in the glass. "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Mingsheng watched him drink the wine and chuckled, "Jinghua, you are indeed a good material, but it's a pity." Zhao Mingsheng shook his head and looked at Zhao Jinfang, "Don't blame the emperor's uncle, he is also thinking about you. This kind of offspring with far more strength than you can't be kept." Zhao Jinfang looked at Zhao Jinghua after hearing this, and saw Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly. Zhao Jinfang pretended to be cowardly and incompetent and didn't say anything. The ministers present were panicked after seeing this, fearing that the wine in their glasses was poisoned.

After a moment, Zhao Jinghua chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, do you mean to tell me today that this is the Hongmen Banquet?"

Zhao Mingsheng sighed, "Zhao Jinghua, don't think I don't know. You have raised a lot of private soldiers in Kyoto. If I hand over the throne to your father after today, he will be the one to die tomorrow!"

Zhao Jinfang pretended to be shocked and looked at Zhao Jinghua, "Jinghua, are you serious..." Before he could finish his words, Zhao Jinghua sneered, "Father, I followed you to fight before I was old enough to dance with elephants. I have been with you for seven years. Do you really not trust me?"

Zhao Jinfang looked at Zhao Mingsheng and then at Zhao Jinghua. "I... don't believe it." As soon as these words came out, the ministers were in an uproar. Wan Yanzhong was stunned in place. He didn't expect the prince to be so cowardly and incompetent.

At this time, Eunuch Chen sent a message to Zhao Jinghua, saying, "Sir!"

Zhao Jinghua frowned after hearing this, then covered his chest tightly, and looked at Zhao Jinfang with confusion in his eyes. Zhao Mingsheng sighed and said, "You don't have to look at him. He didn't kill you for doing such a deceitful thing. He is merciful."

Zhao Jinghua sighed and turned into the Suihua Sword. Zhao Mingsheng's pupils shrank when he saw it. "Jinfang! Look at your good son!" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck. He lowered his head and saw Zhao Jinfang holding a golden long knife against his neck.

Zhao Mingsheng wanted to get up but found himself powerless. "Zhao Jinfang! You are a traitor! I raised you and you want to kill me!"

Zhao Jinfang chuckled, his tone was cold but not hurried, "Uncle, Jinghua is my most beloved son, you shouldn't touch him." As soon as he finished speaking, the palace maids who were pouring wine instantly transformed into short swords and pressed them against the necks of all the ministers. Wan Yanzhong lowered his head but found that there was no sword on his neck. He looked at the palace maid beside him. The palace maid didn't even give him a glance, turned around and transformed into a long sword, keeping an eye on every minister, perhaps to prevent anyone from escaping.

Zhao Mingsheng hadn't recovered from his shock when Princess Lin's scream brought him back to his senses. Prince Lin quickly held the princess's hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, your husband is here, don't be afraid." Then he held her tightly in his arms.

Zhao Mingsheng looked at Prince Lin and said, "Jin Yao, save me!"

Zhao Jinyao frowned and said, "You deserve this." Then he left with Princess Lin.

"Zhao Jinyao! I am your father!" Zhao Jinyao did not look back but replied coldly, "Killing someone means paying with your life!"

Hearing this, Zhao Mingsheng looked at the hall with a dead look on his face, and then sneered, "Zhao Jinghua has been poisoned, what's the point of killing me?"

After a while, three different laughs were heard in the back hall, from Zhao Jinfang, Zhao Jinghua and Eunuch Chen. When Eunuch Chen spoke, he sighed and said, "If it weren't for the guarantee from the Queen Mother and Emperor Minghua, I wouldn't have assisted you. Emperor Hongyu said that the Second Prince was suitable for the throne, but I didn't expect that I couldn't protect the Second Prince." After he finished speaking, Eunuch Chen shook his head and said, "I underestimated you. You made me ashamed to face Emperor Hongyu. If we weren't waiting for the Crown Prince to have a solid foundation, I would have gotten rid of you long ago." After speaking, Zhao Mingsheng looked at Eunuch Chen in horror, and was killed by Zhao Jinfang the next second.

At this time, eight hundred imperial guards walked into the palace covered in blood and said, "Your Majesty, the rebels in the palace have been beheaded." As soon as they finished speaking, the palace door closed immediately.

Zhao Jinfang nodded and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, slowly wiping the blood off the golden knife, and said calmly, "Everyone, I'm sure you all understand that my brothers died because of him. Today I'm going to kill the tyrant. You don't need me to teach you how to tell others, right?"

The ministers looked at Zhao Jinfang and shuddered. "We understand." After saying this, Zhao Jinfang shook his head. "No, you don't understand. We are here in collusion with him." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jinghua raised his left hand. When he lowered his hand, all the ministers except Wan Yanzhong had their throats cut. Blood splattered, which was extremely horrifying.

Then the imperial guards quickly stepped forward and dragged the minister out of the palace without a breath left. Wan Yanzhong was so frightened by the bloody scene that he dared not move a step.

At this time, Zhao Jinfang retracted his long sword and looked at Wan Yanzhong, who was already stiff, and said, "Prime Minister Wan will prepare the funeral of the late emperor."

Wan Yanzhong came to his senses and knelt down quickly, saying "I accept your order". When he came to his senses, he felt that he was covered in cold sweat. Wan Yanzhong did not dare to look up for fear that his head would fall to the ground when he stood up.

After an incense stick of time, as the ministers were dragged out of the palace, the palace gate was completely opened. Wan Yanzhong still did not dare to stand up. After a moment, Zhao Jinghua's gentle voice came, "Prime Minister Wan, do you know where the Ministry of Rites is?"

Wan Yanzhong's voice was extremely trembling when he spoke, "I know." Zhao Jinghua only hummed and said nothing more. Seeing this, Wan Yanzhong quickly stood up and said, "I'll take my leave." Then he ran out quickly.

The palace maids in brightly colored silk dresses put away their short swords, walked to Zhao Jinghua's side and bowed, "Master."

Zhao Jinghua nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's go back and claim our rewards."

The girls left quickly without saying anything. When they left the Taichu Hall, they jumped up and flew onto the roof using Qinggong. They stepped on the golden tiles and left quickly.

Just as Wan Sutong was watching intently, the system began to introduce, "Fengming Tower is one of Zhao Jinghua's businesses. The girls inside all have unique skills. The most powerful girl is not even inferior to Zhao Jinghua, but she is willing to obey his orders."

Wan Sutong looked at the system in confusion, "Is Fengminglou some kind of assassination organization?"

"It's a first-class brothel," Su Qinghui said helplessly.

"Ah! What!" Wan Sutong was shocked after hearing this, and instantly felt that her understanding of Zhao Jinghua was successfully refreshed.

The system guessed Wan Sutong's thoughts and quickly corrected her, "Host, perhaps you have misunderstood. The girls in Fengming Tower only sell their art but not their bodies. If there were no Fengming Pavilion, these girls would be sold to brothels and spend their lives in misery." Wan Sutong nodded and said nothing.

At this time, Eunuch Chen walked to the bottom of the stairs and knelt down to greet Zhao Jinfang, "Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Zhao Jinfang walked down the steps and came to Eunuch Chen and helped him up. "Please stand up quickly. Thank you for your help this time."

Eunuch Chen shook his head repeatedly and said, "I don't deserve it. If it weren't for the eldest master, this matter wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

Zhao Jinfang chuckled and looked at Zhao Jinghua, "My son has a promising future. He will definitely be sitting above all others in the future."

Although Zhao Jinghua had no expression on his face at the moment, he looked very gentle. "Thank you, father, for your respect."

An hour later, Wan Yanzhong returned to the mansion, looking like a deflated balloon. Su Qinghui and Wan Sutong supported him.

Helping Wan Yanzhong lie on the chaise longue, Wan Sutong asked anxiously, "Daddy, what's wrong with you!" Su Qinghui also asked knowingly, "Yanzhong, what's wrong with you?"

Wan Yanzhong quickly held Su Qinghui's hand, tears welling up in his eyes. "Madam, you don't know what I've been through. I almost couldn't come back!" He sighed and added, "This matter concerns the life and death of our family. I can't tell you in detail."

Su Qinghui nodded "I understand"

Wan Yanzhong looked at Wan Sutong and sighed, "The eldest son told me in the palace that he would teach you to practice in three days, but your father is really worried."

Wan Sutong smiled slightly and said, "The eldest master is a very nice person."

Wan Yanzhong immediately sat up from the chaise longue and said, "Nannan, you can't judge people by appearances!"