My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

At this time, the sun had just risen outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wan Sutong turned around and hugged Su Qinghui tightly. The emotion that had been brewing for a long time finally uttered a sentence, "My beloved concubine!"

After hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said in a doting and helpless tone, "This child..."

The next moment, Wan Sutong spoke again, "My beloved, I am about to go on a long journey and leave you alone at home. I am really worried, my beloved!"

As soon as Wan Sutong finished speaking, Su Qinghui chuckled, raised her hand and slapped Wan Sutong's buttocks and scolded with a smile

"roll!"

Wan Sutong smiled and said, "Okay, I'll get out of here right away." Then he grabbed Zhao Jinghua's hand and disappeared in front of everyone.

Su Yahui sighed softly when she saw this, "When I think about going back next month, I feel a little reluctant to leave Jing Huai... Alas"

Feng Ming was the first to object when this was said. "Hey, I've had enough. I can't wait to go back now."

Wu Zheng sneered after hearing this, his tone full of sarcasm, "Why? Are you in a hurry to go back to bed?"

After hearing this, Wan Yanzhong slapped Wu Zheng on the back of his head and said, "Wan Cheng! Is this human language? Apologize to your cousin now."

Wu Zheng immediately pursed his lips and said "I'm sorry"

Feng Ming sneered and said, "Okay, I forgive you. I'm mainly anxious to go back and get married. After all, Wu Yisa has already discussed with Ye Wan that we will get engaged after we get back and recover from our injuries."

After hearing this, Wan Yanzhong let out an excited cry and patted Feng Ming on the back, "Hey, congratulations, man!" Only then did he realize that Feng Ming was a woman after all, and his actions just now were a bit rash, so he scratched his head awkwardly, "Hahaha, so abrupt."

Feng Ming smiled and waved his hand quickly, "It's okay, it's okay."

Su Yahui asked expectantly, "Why didn't you tell me last night?"

After hearing this, Feng Ming raised his head and said proudly, "I'm just afraid that you will be too excited to sleep!"

At the same time, Wan Sutong and Zhao Jinghua came to Gu Ming's courtyard and saw that the pepper seeds she had casually scattered in the courtyard had already blossomed into white flowers. Some of the petals had fallen off, and green peppers the size of little fingers had grown.

Wan Sutong squatted down and looked at the dozen pepper seedlings in front of her with joy. "I didn't expect that the seeds I casually scattered would really bear fruit, but the number is a little small."

Zhao Jinghua then tilted his head and laughed twice. Wan Sutong looked back in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Jinghua did not answer but bent down, took Wan Sutong's hand and walked towards the backyard

Wan Sutong was obediently led by him. As soon as she arrived at the backyard, she was shocked by the pepper seedlings all over the garden. "So they were moved here?"

0533 quickly flew into the vegetable garden and took a closer look. "Wow, it's growing very well. It's obvious that it's been well taken care of."

Wan Sutong walked to the fence and carefully placed her arms on it to look into the vegetable garden. "Husband, did you do this?"

Zhao Jinghua walked to Wan Sutong and gently brushed the hair on her forehead behind her ears.

"It's not me. When your second brother came back half a month ago, he saw the yard was full of weeds. He wanted to pull them out, but then he remembered that you had scattered a handful of seeds, so he reclaimed the backyard and planted the seedlings there. He said he left the remaining few plants because he was afraid you would think the seeds had not sprouted. He also made this fence."

Wan Sutong felt a little warm in her heart when she heard this. "I finally understand why he has so many wives and concubines but still has peace in his harem. It turns out that he is so considerate."

Zhao Jinghua then transformed a metal folding fan and handed it to Wan Sutong. "He likes folding fans, so give it to him as a thank-you gift later. Don't say that I let him loose it."

Wan Sutong took the folding fan with shining eyes, and then kissed Zhao Jinghua on the cheek. "My husband, you are so thoughtful. It's great to have you."

0533 At this time, he floated out from the vegetable garden and then sat on Zhao Jinghua's shoulder. "This folding fan was not forged by you, was it?"

Zhao Jinghua smiled and said nothing after hearing this, which was considered as his agreement. After a long while, he turned his head to look at Wan Sutong and asked, "Madam, do you want to go somewhere else?"

Wan Sutong nodded and put the folding fan into the spiritual sea. "I want to go to the back mountain to take a look."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled, held Wan Sutong's hand and led her to the back mountain.

At this time, in the Qiyue Pavilion

Zhao Jinghua called Hu Yuefei to his side and said, "Today, I will pass on all my life's learning to you. You are a good child. I don't expect you to become famous in the world in the future. I just hope that you will not take the wrong path, carry a stigma, and not step on the blood of innocent people. If so, I will be satisfied."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yuefei bowed and said sincerely, "Don't worry, I will keep your words in mind." At this point, Hu Yuefei asked with some confusion, "It's just... why did you talk so much to me today? It's like..."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and interrupted him, "It sounds like a last wish, right?"

His tone was calm as if he was not afraid of life or death, but Hu Yuefei's face turned pale. "Master, don't say that. You will live a long life."

Zhao Jinghua shook his head and raised his hand to take out the golden elixir from the puppet with his spiritual power. Hu Yuefei knelt down at Zhao Jinghua's feet and looked up at him with a trembling voice, "Master, what are you doing?"

Zhao Jinghua's lips were turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes gradually lost their luster. He did not explain but placed the golden elixir in Hu Yuefei's hand. "How much you can understand depends on your ability."

Hu Yuefei shook his head in grief, tears gradually blurring his eyes. "Master, I don't want your golden elixir... I don't want it."

Zhao Jinghua raised his hand to wipe the tears from Hu Yuefei's cheek, then patted his shoulder and said, "Yuefei, don't cry. I died a long time ago. There is no need to grieve for me. This puppet can no longer carry my soul. From now on, Qiyue Pavilion will rely on you and your uncle."

Hu Yuefei was silent for a long time after hearing this. When he looked at Zhao Jinghua again, his eyes were full of complexity. "Master, is the end of cultivation death?"

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and shook his head helplessly, persuading in a very firm tone, "No, everyone has their own destiny, but my destiny is like this. I will tell you a story passed down from generation to generation, and you will understand."

Hu Yuefei hummed in a very dull voice.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinghua raised his hand and touched Hu Yuefei's head kindly.

"A thousand years ago, a battle between gods and demons caused all the creatures in the six realms to be destroyed."

"There is a god in the upper realm who sacrificed his body to revive all things. The divine power in his body descended to the human world, so mortals can also practice and eventually ascend to become gods."

"There is a Heavenly Dao above the six realms. It looks down on all living things and peeks into the hearts of those who practice cultivation. It is like having a scale that can weigh people's hearts. There is a weight at the front of the scale, which is the peak that the Heavenly Dao can tolerate. Those who exceed this peak will naturally be ignored by the Heavenly Dao. This is why very few people in the mortal world can ascend to heaven."

At this point, Zhao Jinghua withdrew his hand and his thoughts drifted away. "But you must remember, as long as you act uprightly, do things honestly, have no regrets towards others, have no regrets in your heart, and don't dwell on regrets, you will be able to ascend to the upper realm one day. However, you only have one chance to ascend through the thunder tribulation. If you fail, you will never have another chance. If you survive the thunder tribulation but don't let go of someone, you will not be able to ascend."

Hu Yuefei's eyes gradually became firm when he heard this, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Zhao Jinghua nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go and call your uncle, I have something to tell him."

Hu Yuefei raised his hand and wiped away his tears with his sleeve. He sniffed as he spoke, "Yes, I'll go right away." After saying that, he stood up and strode out the door.

Zhao Jinghua then turned his head to look at the foggy sky outside the window. After a long silence, he murmured to himself, "I know this is just a dream for you, so let me be selfish for once and let this dream last a little longer. It won't do any harm to sleep a little longer."