My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 289 There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

Time passed quickly and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the sacrificial ceremony.

Zhao Jinghua's silver hair was braided into three braids, with the ends of her hair fixed with a black hairband. She left some hair on her forehead. She was wearing a red court robe and a string of white jade Buddhist beads around her neck. At this moment, Zhao Jinghua was calm and followed Zhao Jinfang step by step. At his side was Wan Yanzhong, who was very alert and afraid of making mistakes.

Zhao Jinfang was wearing a dragon robe and a crown, and the red jade beads made crisp collision sounds as he moved. On his left and right were Gu Zong and Eunuch Chen. Gu Zong was wearing a silver-white cloak and his black hair was tied behind his back with a hairband. He looked reserved and occasionally tilted his head to observe Zhao Jinghua. Eunuch Chen was wearing a python robe and had a square bun on his head. He was holding a golden tray in his hand. On the tray were three cups of strong liquor and three unlit incense sticks.

After everyone entered the tower, Gu Zong took out three incense sticks from the tray, lit them, and handed them to Zhao Jinfang.

Zhao Jinfang held three incense sticks in his hand and bowed three times to the incense burner, then inserted them into the incense burner and led everyone to the sixth floor.

When Zhao Jinfang stepped onto the sixth floor, he looked up at the statue of Zhao Minghua. His eyes gradually turned red. He slowly walked forward to the statue and knelt on the ground.

Seeing this, all the civil and military officials hurriedly followed Zhao Jinfang and knelt on the ground. Gu Zong sighed and looked back, but saw Zhao Jinghua still standing there.

Gu Zong hurriedly turned his head to signal Zhao Jinghua to kneel down. Zhao Jinghua looked at him and lifted his robe and was about to kneel down, but Eunuch Chen stepped forward to stop him, "Your Highness! Have you forgotten that Emperor Minghua did not allow you to kneel, saying that he was afraid that it would damage his cultivation?"

Zhao Jinfang heard this and looked back at Zhao Jinghua. When he turned back, he couldn't help but shed tears, "Father! It's been forty years... I miss you so much! Now the court is in turmoil, I feel so ashamed of you!"

At this time, the statue was shining with golden light, and soon the voice of Zhao Minghua was heard, "My son, do your best in the affairs of the court. I cannot interfere in the cause and effect of the mortal world, but just remember not to do it." At this point, Zhao Minghua said "don't do it" again, and appeared after a sigh, "There are people beyond people, and there are heavens beyond heavens. The hatred of this life must be avenged in this life, and the debt of this life must be repaid in the next life. My son...you, hey...that's all I have to say." After speaking, Zhao Minghua turned his head and met Zhao Jinghua's eyes. After a moment, he nodded slightly at him, and patted Zhao Jinfang's shoulder before disappearing.

As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials looked up at Zhao Jinfang.

Gu Zong, who had witnessed the whole process, suddenly woke up. When he looked at Zhao Jinghua again, there was a trace of awe and fear in his eyes. Zhao Jinfang lowered his eyes and thought carefully about Zhao Minghua's words, but he was still confused.

Seeing this, Gu Zong hurriedly coughed and said, "Your Majesty, please move to the seventh floor." Zhao Jin came to his senses and stood up calmly.

At the same time, Wan Sutong was sitting on the couch, holding Qingtuan in her arms, and was also thinking about Zhao Minghua's words, repeating in her mouth, "The hatred in this life will be avenged in this life, and the debts in this life will be repaid in the next life. What do those two sentences mean?"

0533 put his hand on his chin and made a thinking gesture. "This system feels that this drama full of political intrigue has begun."

Wan Sutong was extremely puzzled and said, "What do you mean?"

0533 He smiled and said, "Just wait and see." The scene in the picture changed

In the main hall of the East Palace, Zhao Jingcheng sat in the main seat, Zhao Jinghua sat at his left hand, and opposite sat the imperial concubine who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a cold and elegant appearance.

Wan Sutong recognized her immediately. This concubine was the one possessed by Zhao Jinghua when she was dragged into the nightmare.

At this time, Zhao Jinghua's gentle voice brought Wan Sutong's thoughts back to her mind, "You must be Zhao Sinian's biological mother, right?"

Wan Sutong's eyes widened suddenly after she finished speaking, but the concubine just nodded calmly, sighed, and asked in confusion, "How did the regent know this?"

Zhao Jinghua picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. "You don't need to know how I got the information. You just need to tell me, did you lie to King Lin because you were afraid that I would get rid of the child?"

When the concubine heard this, her eyes immediately turned red. She nodded and said with a tone full of self-blame, "It's my fault. A wrong decision has harmed Si Nian."

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and placed the teacup on the table. After a moment, he sighed softly, "It's not your fault, it's mine. I used to think I could cover the sky with one hand, but I didn't even know that my brothers and sisters were wandering outside." At this point, Zhao Jinghua raised his eyes and looked at the concubine, "May I know how old you are?"

The concubine raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said slowly, "There are still three years left before I reach the age of thirty."

When Zhao Jingjia heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank and he couldn't help but curse, "Two beasts!"

Wan Sutong's heart tightened in front of the screen and she covered her mouth with both hands. She felt that her three views were overturned. "She is not even as old as Jinghua! That means she gave birth to Zhao Sinian when she was only twelve years old!"

0533 nodded and said in a very sad tone, "How sad and tearful!"

Zhao Jinghua frowned and felt sympathy for the concubine as he watched her wiping tears. "You are younger than me, no wonder you are afraid of me."

At this time, Zhao Jingcheng, who was sitting in the main seat, sighed heavily, "You handed the child to King Lin when my brother Quan was in power?"

The concubine nodded and gradually cried till she couldn't make a sound. Zhao Jinghua lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. "Don't cry. If there is a chance, I am willing to leave this child's body."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Jinghua. The palace concubine's pupils also shrank suddenly and asked hurriedly, "What does the regent mean?"

"I have kept the soul of that child in the formation of Beishan. After everything is settled, I am willing to give up this body. You won't be relieved for long." Zhao Jinghua's tone was very calm, as if he had already become indifferent to life and death, as if he was talking about an ordinary matter.

Before Wan Sutong could come back to her senses, Zhao Jingcheng retorted, "No! This is Zhao Sinian's fate. Why should you help him?"

Zhao Jinghua chuckled meaningfully after hearing this. He picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "If it weren't for this child, I would still be a lonely ghost." At this point, Zhao Jinghua turned his head to look at Zhao Jingcheng, "Your Highness, do you think this is not my fate?"

As soon as the words fell, Wan Sutong came back to her senses. She looked down at the back of her hand and saw a drop of water. She realized that she had shed tears without realizing it. Wan Sutong sniffed and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but a warm hand wiped away her tears. From above her head came Zhao Hongyu's distressed and doting voice, "Don't cry, it's your husband who said the wrong thing and made your wife sad."

Wan Sutong looked up at Zhao Hongyu, and the next moment she burst into tears, then hugged Zhao Hongyu and buried her face in his arms. "I don't want you to die. I love you. Will you come back with me when the time comes?"

Zhao Hongyu felt his heart beating like a drum when he heard this. He was stunned for a moment and then calmed down. He raised his hand and patted Wan Sutong's back and said softly, "It's all up to Madam."