My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

The next day, Zhong Su came to the palace to express his gratitude, followed by a three-year-old child. "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."

Zhao Jinghua nodded and said, "Get up. Is this boy your son?"

Zhong Su lowered his head and touched the boy's head. "It is my son. He has not seen me for three months. He has been reluctant to leave my side these days. I have no choice but to bring him with me. He is shy and does not want to talk. I hope Your Highness will forgive me if I have offended him."

Zhao Jinghua looked at the boy carefully with a smile in his eyes. "It's okay. I wonder how old your son is. Is he past childhood?"

Zhong Su answered without hesitation, "Two years and one month, and I haven't had a child yet."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and nodded, "It seems that the Marquis loves your son very much, and he even remembers the year clearly."

Zhong Su chuckled and said, "I only have this one son, so I naturally love him more."

Zhao Jinghua coughed and turned his head to one side. After a moment, he said with some embarrassment, "Can you hold me for a while?"

Zhong Su was stunned for a moment and then quickly said, "Of course."

Zhao Jinghua stood up and squatted beside the child. "Can you let your uncle hold you for a while? I'll give you some cakes to eat." Then he looked at Zhong Su and asked, "What's your son's name?"

Zhong Su hesitated for a moment and said with some embarrassment, "I hope my son can achieve success and fame. My surname is Zhong..." Zhong Su hesitated and didn't say the rest of the words.

Zhao Jinghua nodded and said, "Although the character 'Hong' is in the name of the emperor, it is not taboo."

Zhong Su hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's Zhong Cheng. I'm a rough man, how can I think of the word Hong?" After saying this, Wang Gonggong, who had been expressionless, suppressed a smile.

Zhao Jinghua looked at Zhong Cheng with a smile on his face, pointing to the cakes beside the main seat, "Cheng'er, look, there are cakes there. Let your uncle hold them for a while, and all the cakes will be yours. How about that?"

Zhong Cheng looked in the direction of Zhao Jinghua's finger and nodded.

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and picked up Zhong Cheng, walked to the cakes, squatted down slightly and let Zhong Cheng get the cakes by himself. Zhong Cheng chose for a long time and finally looked at Zhao Jinghua. Zhao Jinghua touched his face and said, "They are all yours. Take what you want. Your uncle will ask your father to take the rest back for you."

Zhong Cheng's eyes lit up after hearing this, and when he spoke, his voice was so soft that it sounded a little like a girl's. "Really?" Zhong Su couldn't help but freeze in his tracks when he heard his son speak. His son was good in every way, obedient and sensible, but he just didn't talk to anyone except his parents. He didn't expect that he actually talked to the prince today.

Zhao Jinghua nodded with a smile on his face, "Really?" Zhong Cheng opened his arms and hugged Zhao Jinghua's neck, "Uncle is so good to me." Zhong Su saw that Zhao Jinghua's body was obviously stiff for a moment, and he knelt down quickly, "I am ignorant, I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

Zhao Jinghua shook his head slightly and smiled at the same time, "It's okay, my lord, please get up soon. Isn't that what children always do when they are happy?" After saying that, Zhao Jinghua looked at Zhong Cheng and said, "Then come to your uncle's place more often in the future, okay?"

Zhong Cheng nodded and said in a baby voice, "Okay." Zhao Jinghua handed a piece of cake to Zhong Cheng, and then sat in the main seat. Zhong Su looked at Zhao Jinghua in disbelief. He actually let Zhong Cheng sit on his lap and eat cakes. "My Lord, please sit down. Don't worry. I like your son very much. If I have time in the future, I will bring him to the East Palace often."

Zhong Su hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "This is my son's honor." After saying this, he sat down next to Zhao Jinghua with his hands hanging down.

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and looked at the maid beside him, "Pour a cup of warm water for the prince of Zhenbei." The maid nodded and walked away quickly.

Zhong Su looked at Zhao Jinghua in confusion, "Your Highness loves children so much, why don't you marry and have children?"

Seeing this, Eunuch Wang quickly spoke up to remind him, "You are overstepping your authority!" Zhong Su quickly stood up and said, "I know I was wrong."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled with a look of loneliness in his eyes, raised his hand to signal him to sit back down, "It's okay, my body is getting weaker and weaker. If I marry that girl... how can she live alone in this deep palace?" Zhong Su sighed, knowing that Zhao Jinghua didn't elaborate because of the presence of the children, but everyone except Zhong Cheng could understand what he said.

Soon the maid came over with a cup of warm water. "Your Highness!"

Zhao Jinghua took the teacup and poured some tea on the lid, avoiding Zhong Cheng and poured it on the back of his hand to test the temperature. Then he brought it to Zhong Cheng. Zhong Cheng smiled and took a big gulp. "Thank you, uncle. I won't drink it anymore." Zhong Su looked at Zhao Jinghua blankly. He didn't expect him to be so meticulous that he would even test the temperature of the water.

Zhao Jinghua put the teacup on the table and brought the plate of cakes to Zhong Cheng for him to choose. At this time, a palace maid came in and knelt down to greet him. "Your Highness, someone from the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion asked when the Marquis can return."

After hearing this, Zhong Su put his right hand on his forehead and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me. My wife is worried about me taking care of our son, so she urged me to do it."

Zhao Jinghua nodded and chuckled, "No problem, go get the food box and put the two kinds of freshly made cakes in it." The maid nodded and retreated.

Zhao Jinghua sighed softly and touched Zhong Cheng's head. He picked Zhong Cheng up and then walked to Zhong Su's side and put him on the ground. "I remember the Marquis once said that he and the Marquis' wife were childhood sweethearts?"

Zhong Su nodded with a happy face, "Yes"

Zhao Jinghua chuckled with envy in his eyes, "You are so envious." After a while, the maid brought the food box, "Put that plate in too." The maid nodded, opened the food box and put it in the first compartment, then handed it to Zhong Su. After taking the food box, Zhong Su looked at Zhong Cheng and said, "Why don't you thank the Crown Prince uncle?"

Zhong Cheng nodded and bowed awkwardly, "Thank you, Uncle Crown Prince," and then muttered quietly, "It would be nice if I could eat it every day in the future."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and touched Zhong Cheng's head. "Then uncle, let your father bring you cakes every day, okay?"

After hearing this, Zhong Su immediately knelt with Zhong Cheng and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhao Jinghua helped him up and sighed, "Don't worry about my cakes. As long as I am in power, nothing will happen. If anyone hears that I am ill... and has not seen me in the court, no matter who it is, don't believe it. If someone claims that the prince sent it, you know what to do."

Zhong Su nodded and sighed, "I understand." At this time, Eunuch Chen walked in quickly, "Your Highness, the Second Princess is back!"

Zhong Su hurriedly bowed and said, "I'll take my leave." Then he turned around and left with Zhong Cheng in his arms.

Soon Zhao Yun came in and bowed slowly, "Your humble sister greets my brother, the Crown Prince." Behind her was a wet nurse. The child in the wet nurse's arms was very quiet and seemed to be asleep.

Zhao Jinghua was about to speak but he turned his head and coughed a few times, "Ahem... get up quickly."

Zhao Yun frowned and asked anxiously, "Why do you look so pale? Did you catch a cold?"

Zhao Jinghua shook his head and sighed, "Nothing, it's just an old illness left over from the battlefield. My sister must have been tired from the journey, please sit down quickly."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun knelt on the ground after hearing this. "Brother!" Zhao Jinghua frowned and helped her up. "Sister, please stand up and tell me if you have been wronged. Brother will take care of it for you."

Zhao Yun raised her hands and hugged Zhao Jinghua, tears streaming down her face. “Royal brother…” Zhao Jinghua sighed and comforted her softly, “Don’t cry, Royal brother is here, don’t cry.”

Zhao Yun nodded and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. "Brother... I have not been wronged. It's just that Xi'er is born weak and will attract demons and evil spirits if she is away from me. There are some big demons that I can't defeat. The imperial teacher of Yuwen Kingdom is just a poser and can't solve the problem at all. I know that my father has a high level of cultivation and can definitely protect Xi'er."

Zhao Jinghua sighed when he heard this, "Why didn't you tell my brother? Father thought you were wronged in Yuwen State, so he asked the soldiers to send letters back to Kyoto day and night, and asked me to support you."