My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

At this time, in a cave in the secret realm of Yaoyumen

Qianchou sat in front of an ice coffin and sighed continuously. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was extremely haggard, as if he could faint at any time.

The person lying in the ice coffin was Han Yaoyu. He was wearing a scarlet cloak embroidered with silver-white floral patterns, and a pure gold half-mask covering his left face. His eyes were closed, but his lips were unusually red, as if he had applied rouge.

Right below the ice coffin was a long sword that looked exactly like the one in Zhao Jinghua's hand, which was clearly a ghost blade's Yang Blade.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard in the cave. Qianchou suddenly raised his head and was about to draw his sword, but his eyes met with Zhao Hongyu's. "Uncle!" He stood up excitedly, stepped forward and held Zhao Hongyu's arm, saying in a hoarse voice with grievance, "You are finally here."

At the same time, in Ye Mian's bedroom, the three of them sat around a round table eating hot pot. They stood up and raised their cups at the same time.

"cheers!"

The cups collided and made a clear and pleasant sound, and the mood of the three people also became high.

The three of them raised their heads and drank the drinks in their cups. "Burp!"

At the same time, Wu Yisa sat in the hall and sighed heavily, "My dear ministers, please stand up. I want to discuss something with you."

"Ministers bow their heads and clasp their hands. Your Majesty, please speak."

"My dear ministers, you all know that there is a custom in Wujin Country since ancient times. On birthdays, red silk is hung on hundred-year-old elm trees to symbolize longevity. But today, I found a piece of talisman paper with my and the Queen Mother's names written on it under the elm tree! After some investigation, I found out that it was done by the eldest princess! If it hadn't been discovered today, I and the Queen Mother would have died of festering in three months!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell silent. Wu Yisa sneered at this and spoke again, "My dear ministers, you also know that my country and Liao Kingdom originally intended to marry the princess, but the princess did not want to. Therefore, after three years, I originally intended not to marry the princess and to raise troops to attack Liao Kingdom. But now, my dear ministers, what do you think we should do?"

At this time, an old minister stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I think we should not give up attacking Liao just to get angry with the princess. Liao often invades neighboring countries. If Your Majesty takes this place, you may be able to establish diplomatic relations with many countries."

Wu Yisa thought it made sense and nodded, "General Fu, this makes sense." He glanced at everyone in the hall and said, "What do you think, my dear ministers?"

The civil and military officials looked at each other, and after a while, they all said in unison, "We second the motion!"

But there was a different voice among them: "Your Majesty! I have objections!"

Wu Yisa's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said excitedly, "Who has any objections?" As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked out from among the civil servants.

Wu Yisa was also very curious about what he was going to say. "Minister of Finance, please speak. I am willing to listen attentively."

The Minister of Revenue bowed and said, "Your Majesty, if you want to attack Liao, you need a strong army. Rushing to recruit soldiers will do our country no good but only harm. The people will suffer in the war."

"So that's what it is. I know about it, but what if someone of honor can help us and we don't need to recruit any more soldiers?"

After hearing this, the whole court was stunned for a moment, "I wonder who this noble man is?"

Wu Yisa smiled heartily after hearing this and said, "Then I will keep you all in suspense. This man is extremely brave. He once rode a horse and held a spear in his hand. He broke into the enemy camp at night and took the general's head. General Fu should have heard of such things."

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you can't guess it. You will know when we go out tomorrow."

General Fu took a deep breath when he heard this. "Didn't he die a long time ago?"

When everyone heard the word "passed away", they immediately understood that this person was once the monarch of a country. However, there are many emperors who have passed away with such a reputation. Among them is the fifth generation emperor of Wujin Kingdom, who is comparable to Emperor Hongyu in terms of skills.

Everyone thought about this and suddenly came to their senses, "Could it be Emperor Hongyu?"

Wu Yisa nodded with a big smile on his face, "Exactly!"

General Fu asked doubtfully, "How could he help our country?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Jinghua's majestic and cold voice was heard in the hall, coming from far away.

"Of course there are conditions. After all, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world."

General Fu felt as if his heart was being grabbed when he heard Zhao Jinghua's voice.

Zhao Jinghua walked slowly into the hall. Although he was standing under the high platform, he gave people the feeling that he was the master of the hall. "General Fu, long time no see."

General Fu swallowed his saliva and looked at Zhao Jinghua nervously, "You look a lot younger."

Zhao Jinghua was amused when he heard this and sneered, "Of course, after all, this body is only in its dancing elephant years."

General Fu smiled stiffly and said, "I remember when the two countries were at war, I was only an elephant-dancing age." He couldn't help but recall the scene when he fought with Zhao Hongyu.

It was sunset that day, the sky was blood red, and the sky was full of yellow sand. The two countries clashed with Hanjiang City.

Zhao Hongyu stood on the city wall and looked down at everyone. Facing the approaching army, he remained calm and composed. "Open the city gate! Fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the city gate opened and a maroon horse galloped out of the city, leading a 100,000-strong army. The next moment, Zhao Hongyu jumped down from the city wall and landed right beside the maroon horse. Then he jumped onto the horse's back, turned into a spear and rushed straight towards the Wujin army.

Inside the Yaoyu Gate

Zhao Hongyu sat by the window, drinking tea leisurely. In front of him, Han Yaoyu lay on the couch, still unconscious. But his rising and falling chest was enough to show that Han Yaoyu had resurrected.

Qianchou was sitting beside the couch, holding Han Yaoyu's hand tightly, feeling his body gradually warm up.

Zhao Hongyu sighed and put the teacup on the table. At this moment, Han Yaoyu suddenly opened her eyes and gasped.

Seeing this, Qianchou hurriedly stood up and put his face in front of Han Yaoyu, and said in a trembling voice, "Godfather, you are awake!"

Han Yaoyu looked around in confusion, and then her eyes fell on Zhao Hongyu who was sitting by the window. Seeing this, Qianchou turned sideways to block Han Yaoyu's sight. "Godfather, I have waited for you for seventy-four years! Can you please take a look at me?"

Upon hearing this, Han Yaoyu immediately sat up from the couch and said in a deep voice, "Seventy-four years!"

Seeing this, Qianchou's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly reached out to hold Han Yaoyu's arm, "Godfather, please slow down!"

Zhao Hongyu chuckled at the sight, stood up and straightened his sleeves, "Since you are awake, Brother Han, I will leave first. This child tried many methods to save you and injured himself. I prescribed some medicine for him. Take good care of him in the future." After saying that, he nodded slightly to Han Yaoyu and then turned and left.

Seeing this, Han Yaoyu quickly raised her hand and called him, "Ming Ye, wait a minute! I have something to tell you!"

Qianchou held his hand and spoke with a tone of grievance as if he was about to cry, "Godfather, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Zhao Hongyu did not look back but turned his back to the two of them and chuckled helplessly, "Take good care of yourself, there is a long way to go." After he finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

Han Yaoyu looked at the direction where Zhao Hongyu left with complicated eyes. Who would have thought that Qianchou suddenly stood up and hugged Han Yaoyu, "Godfather... Can you please take a look at me?"

Han Yaoyu pushed Qianchou away slightly after hearing this, frowned slightly and was about to speak, but she didn't expect Qianchou to hold her tightly in his arms.

Han Yaoyu sneered at this, pushed Qianchou away again, and then patted his head gently with his hand, "How old are you, and you still act like a spoiled child like before?"