My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

"My father hoped that I would pass the imperial examination and be loyal, but I ended up in the military camp. I still remember when I told my father about it, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at me. But when he saw that I was going to the war, he cried a lot at his old age." After saying this, Huang Tizhong sighed heavily.

Zhou Lang sighed, "There are risks on the battlefield, but we are following a strategic general. If we had followed someone else, we would have been wrapped in a straw mat and died in a foreign land."

At this point, Zhou Lang slapped his thigh and said, "Speaking of which, the general brought back a Mr. Su yesterday. Mr. Su said he could buy food, and the general believed him."

Zhang Cheng sighed, "I think Mr. Su has a handsome face and some feminine qualities. I think the general might be..." Halfway through his words, Zhang Cheng looked at the nine people. All of them smiled knowingly. At this time, Zhao Jinghua was still standing behind them, but he looked very creepy.

Luo Dingyuan chuckled and said, "I think so too. You see, the general is already young and there is no woman around him."

Zhao Zecheng sighed and said, "I think the general trusts Mr. Su very much. The two must have known each other for a long time. Otherwise, with the general's strategy, how could he trust an outsider?"

Zhou Lang nodded in agreement. "I think so too. I don't know what Lieutenant General Zhong said before, but the general actually used the Suihua Sword, which frightened Lieutenant General Zhong so much that he retreated repeatedly."

Wan Sutong was chewing melon seeds, complaining in her heart, "He obviously wanted to kill me, okay? Vice General Zhong was obviously afraid of the horse behind your general. You can't make it up just because you didn't hear it! If I wasn't there, I would really think Zhao Jinghua liked me!"

Zhou Zhangyi showed an expression of disbelief. "The general has such a good relationship with Deputy General Zhong! How can the general draw his sword against him?"

Zhou Lang nodded repeatedly, "That's right, otherwise how can we say that the relationship between the two is extraordinary?"

Zhang Zhongyi motioned for them to come closer and said, "What did I say at the beginning? I think the general has an extraordinary appearance and he will definitely not be able to marry an ordinary woman. Look, didn't a Mr. Su show up today?"

Wan Sutong held his forehead with his left hand and thought, no wonder Zhao Jinghua wanted to punish you, but why didn’t he punish Zhou Lang?

The system stood on Wan Sutong's shoulder and said, "Host, just keep watching and you will know."

Zhou Lang looked at Cheng Yuangang who was silent. "Brother Cheng, you don't know what the general is thinking. The general doesn't want women but likes men."

Cheng Yuangang shrugged and said, "The general has his own decision. If we discuss the general here and let the general know, it will be troublesome, but I am also a little curious."

Wan Sutong originally felt that it was unfair for Cheng Yuangang, but after hearing these words, she sneered in her heart: “It’s what you deserve!”

Zhou Lang patted his chest and said, "As long as the ten of us don't tell on the general, I promise you that the general won't know." He put a hand on his left shoulder. He slapped the hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't make trouble, it's scary." But Zhao Jinghua's cold voice came from behind, "Did you enjoy the chat?"

At this time, nine temporary stoves had been set up outside the gate of Wan Mansion. Nine large pots were just filled with cold water. Zhao Jinghua opened the grain bag and poured three buckets of rice into the nine pots. Wan Yanzhong looked at the pots that could only hold four buckets of water and was a little puzzled. "Sir, there are a total of 520 people in the city. I'm afraid this is not enough."

Zhao Jinghua hummed, "I know, there are many villains in the city. Your Majesty asked me to deal with this matter this time."

Wan Yanzhong nodded and said, "What do you need me to do?"

Zhao Jinghua looked at the people who were arriving one after another and said, "Please ask the prefect Wan to take out the list of those who have done evil."

At this time, nine soldiers had already moved all the food into the courtyard. Zhao Jinghua nodded and ordered the soldiers to set up the largest pot in the courtyard and add half a bucket of rice.

Wan Sutong had finished reading the gossip in the carriage. She sighed in her heart, "If I were Zhao Jinghua, I would definitely not be punished this way. But why are they afraid of being chosen as guards by Zhao Jinghua?" After a moment, Wan Sutong seemed to think of something, "Could he really be gay?"

The system was shocked by Wan Sutong's bizarre train of thought. "Host! What are you thinking? How is this possible? He is only twenty years old and has been in the army for many years! It's normal that he doesn't have a favorite woman!"

At this time, Zhou Lang's voice came from outside the carriage, "Mr. Su has arrived. The general asked you not to get off the carriage. Just stay inside and watch."

Wan Sutong replied "OK", and then handed the melon seed shells to the system. Since there was still 0.5 points, Wan Sutong was secretly delighted. But when she pushed open the window of the carriage, the scene in front of her shocked her!

There were countless people standing in front of the mansion, their eyes fixed on the nine big pots in front of the mansion. A rough calculation showed that there were no less than 500 people. Wan Sutong realized at this time that he was too naive. How could there be only more than 300 people in a city? Thinking of this, Wan Sutong sighed, "I don't know how long these 700 buckets of food will be enough for the people to eat."

At this time, the porridge in the big pot was ready. Wan Yanzhong came out of the mansion with a thick list in his hand. The hungry people rushed forward, and some thin ones were even stepped on. As the crowd surged, Wan Sutong's brows gradually frowned. She only saw now that some people were holding thick and long wooden sticks in their hands. After a while, they started fighting, scaring some people to flee in all directions. Their eyes were fierce, as if they could eat more porridge if they killed the other party.

Before Wan Sutong could recover from her shock, she heard Zhao Jinghua shouting, "Stop! Those whose names are called, come forward and get the porridge!" There was a hint of anger in Zhao Jinghua's tone, which gave people an invisible pressure. In an instant, the originally chaotic crowd became quiet. The hands that raised the sticks were still in the air. When they turned around, they threw away the sticks in their hands and trembled with fear. Just one sentence could make such a villain tremble, which was enough to show Zhao Jinghua's reputation outside.

After a while, Wan Yanzhong's voice sounded. The people whose names were called looked at Zhao Jinghua first, and when they saw that he didn't say anything, they dared to walk out of the crowd. Zhou Lang filled their bowls with porridge. Instead of thanking them, these people left quickly like mice with their tails between their legs.

Zhao Jinghua ignored him and met Wan Sutong's eyes. Wan Sutong shuddered and felt something eerie behind her. After a moment, Zhao Jinghua's voice came from her mind, "Miss Sutong is so shocked. Don't you know that most of the people in Nanling City are extremely vicious?"

Wan Sutong's eyes widened and her pupils trembled, and then she quickly closed the carriage window. "System, why did I hear him talking when he clearly didn't speak? And it came from my head!"

The system patted her shoulder and consoled her, "Calm down, calm down. This is called voice transmission and only you can hear it. It's like you are communicating with me in your heart. By the way, host, have you never watched fairy tale dramas?"

Wan Sutong coughed and said confidently, "Of course I have seen it. Isn't it a bit scary that I haven't experienced it? Why do you look down on me?" After saying that, Wan Sutong confidently opened the carriage window again.

The system shook its head and said, "Based on the current situation, it seems that only a very small number of people in this city are grateful. I'm afraid Wan Yanzhong is only worried about this group of people. Their homes should have been robbed long ago."

Wan Sutong looked outside the carriage and saw a group of people. The bowls in their hands had been broken in panic. They were still trembling in the crowd. Wan Sutong felt that they looked familiar. It took her a while to realize that these people were the people who returned to the city with her. "Let these vicious people eat first, then we can protect these people, right?"

The system nodded in agreement. "As long as you feed the tiger well, you can ensure that you will not be eaten by it."

Wan Sutong waited for a long time until the porridge in the pot was almost gone, but she didn't see any of the people being called. Just as Wan Sutong was wondering, the villain who had eaten the porridge first fell to the ground as if he had fallen asleep. The person who had just eaten the porridge reacted instantly and wanted to spit it out, but it was too late. The people saw this and screamed and fled frantically, feeling lucky that they hadn't eaten the porridge yet.