My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 307 Are you Gu Minghao?

At this time, Wu Yisa and the other three looked at each other. After a long time, Bai Moyan was the first to come to his senses. Then he raised his head and smiled, "Retreat!"

As soon as these words came out, the secret guards came back to their senses and quickly gathered together. "Hey, do you have a token? I have two here. If you don't have one, I'll give you one."

The man beside him shook his head and said, "No need, Brother Xue, I have..."

After he finished speaking, a secret guard squeezed behind the two of them and said, "Brother Xue, I don't have one, can you give me one?"

The secret guard surnamed Xue did not hesitate at all after hearing this. He took out a waist badge from his pocket and gave it to the man. "Here, here you go."

"By the way, has any of our brothers killed the clan elder?"

The secret guards shook their heads after hearing this. At this time, a tall and strong man walked over from a distance and took out a waist badge made of jade from his arms. "It's me. This is also thanks to the help of His Majesty the Wujin Kingdom and Manager Feng."

The secret guard surnamed Xue looked at the man with a look of joy and disbelief, "Oh, Brother Liu is lucky, will you stay in Qiyue Pavilion after you go back?"

The secret guard surnamed Liu shook his head with a melancholy look on his face. "No, I plan to take this hundred taels and take my mother to find a safe place to live a good life." Then he turned to look at the other secret guards. What about you? What are your plans?"

At this time, Bai Moyan and his group of four, along with their secret guards, had just walked out of the Jiao family's gate.

Wan Yanzhong suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to take his sword. "Ouch! My sword is stuck in Jiao Hanxi's body!" He turned around to take it.

Zhao Jinghua just got off the carriage where Wan Sutong was. Hearing this, he called out to Wan Yanzhong, "Father-in-law! I've put away your sword for you."

After he finished speaking, he transformed a long sword from his spiritual sea, walked forward and presented it to Wan Yanzhong with both hands, "Please go back to the pavilion and wait for me, father-in-law. I have something to say to you, but I still have some things to deal with. But don't worry, I won't keep you waiting for long. I will be back in one stick of incense."

At the same time, in Zhaoguo East Palace

The commander of the Imperial Guards rushed into the East Palace study room and shouted, "Your Highness! Something bad has happened! Your Highness!"

Zhao Jingcheng put down the memorial in his hand after hearing this, and Eunuch Wang scolded him, "Why are you so flustered?"

The commander of the Imperial Guards knelt hastily, his voice filled with sorrow, "News came from outside the palace, General Wu...died of illness!"

Zhao Jingcheng was shocked when he heard this and stood up suddenly. "What! When did this happen?"

The commander of the Imperial Guards trembled as he presented the military order in his hands. "To reply to your Highness, the servants in the palace said that General Wu died at the beginning of the night. They also said that General Wu had instructed them to come tonight to announce his death in order to avoid delaying your birthday."

Eunuch Wang hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the military order and handed it to Zhao Jingcheng. Zhao Jingcheng took the order with trembling hands, then fell back into his chair and said, "I was scared to death. Fortunately, it's not tonight, otherwise I would have become a sinner recorded in history."

After saying this, Zhao Jingcheng placed the military order on the table and gently stroked his chest. "Eunuch Wang, General Wu was a general who followed Emperor Hongyu to found the country. Even if he died of illness, he should be taken seriously. Bury him with the ceremony of a prince. You can arrange it yourself."

Eunuch Wang hesitated for a moment before he spoke slowly, "Your Highness, when you say that, I remember something. Prince Lin died the day before yesterday. His Majesty was afraid of delaying your birthday, so he kept it a secret. Now you have full authority over all matters in the court. How do you think it should be arranged? Should the old general or Prince Lin be buried first? But Prince Lin not only has to deal with the funeral, but also... Prince Lin died lying in... um..." Eunuch Wang hesitated and smiled kindly at Zhao Jingcheng.

After hearing this, Zhao Jingcheng hurriedly urged, "Stop keeping us in suspense and tell me where you are lying."

Eunuch Wang cleared his throat and smiled awkwardly, "Ahem... he was lying on cow dung. Now the whole capital is buzzing with rumors that Prince Lin was suffocated to death by cow dung."

Zhao Jingcheng immediately slammed the table and stood up, "How can he still die in cow dung?" At this point, Zhao Jingcheng waved his sleeves and became a hands-off boss, "I don't care! Let my second brother worry about it tomorrow! I'm going to bed!"

At this time, Zhao Jinghua's carriage stopped in front of a teahouse in Yuwen State.

The waiter in the shop was about to close the shop, but when he saw this, he hurriedly opened the door and came to greet him. When he saw that the person was Zhao Jinghua, he said more respectfully, "Boss, you are here."

Zhao Jinghua looked up at the scattered customers in the teahouse and said, "It's a bit early to close today."

The waiter welcomed him into the house and replied flatteringly, "Yes, I think there should be no one here at this hour. These guests are all staying in the hotel, and the storyteller is almost done, so I thought we'd just close the shop. Would you like something to drink?"

Zhao Jinghua raised his hand to signal him not to do so. At the same time, he turned his head to observe the various people in the teahouse. Finally, his eyes fell on a man leaning against the railing on the second floor. He was wearing a tight suit and a bamboo hat.

The man seemed to have noticed Zhao Jinghua's scrutiny and jumped down from the railing.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinghua chuckled and asked, "Are you Gu Minghao?"

"Your Excellency, what do you want to talk to me about?" His tone was full of arrogance, as if he thought he was invincible. Everyone in the teahouse gasped and hurriedly observed Zhao Jinghua's expression.

But Zhao Jinghua was not annoyed at all after hearing this. Instead, he clasped his hands and said sincerely, "I have heard of the great name of Gu Xia for a long time. Seeing is believing. I am the Pavilion Master of Qiyue Pavilion, and my name is Ji Yun. I wonder if Gu Xia is willing to come with me to Qiyue Pavilion as a guest?"

After hearing this, Gu Minghao quickly returned the greeting and his tone became full of respect. "I am really flattered that you have troubled Pavilion Master Ji to come and invite me personally. Since you have asked, how can I not go? Please lead the way."

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly and raised his hand to signal Gu Minghao to go ahead. "My carriage is outside the teahouse. Please come in, Mr. Gu."

Gu Minghao nodded and walked out of the teahouse, but he did not get into the carriage directly. Instead, he came to the carriage and opened the curtain for Zhao Jinghua. Zhao Jinghua chuckled and said "thank you" and walked into the carriage. After Zhao Jinghua sat down, Gu Minghao also walked into the carriage.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the carriage was a little dull. Gu Minghao laughed awkwardly, then slowly said, "May I know how old you are, Pavilion Master Ji?"

Zhao Jinghua raised his eyes to look at him and then said with a smile, "I am over thirty years old. Master Gu, you don't have to be so reserved. Just call me Brother Ji."

Gu Minghao nodded, feeling a little surprised. He didn't expect the person in front of him to be so easy to get along with. "Brother Ji is eleven years older than me. I really didn't realize that. I thought Brother Ji was the same age as me."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and shook his head. "Master Gu, please don't tease me. I'm wearing a mask, so how can you think I'm the same age as you?"

"I'm not kidding Brother Ji, but Brother Ji's voice doesn't sound like he's over thirty."

Zhao Jinghua laughed when he heard this and said, "Master Gu is really good at talking. He is as likable as my brother."

The two chatted casually along the way, and soon arrived at Qiyue Pavilion.

"Please, Mr. Gu." Gu Minghao nodded slightly. After getting off the carriage, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart what he brought him here for.

Zhao Jinghua got off the carriage and led Gu Minghao to the front hall. "I have prepared a banquet to entertain Mr. Gu. I hope you will not despise me."

Gu Minghao was stunned after hearing this. "I dare to ask, Brother Ji, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"Master Gu is a wise man. In that case, I will not beat around the bush. Someone wants to see you, but don't worry, the person is not your enemy." Zhao Jinghua waved his sleeves and the door of the palace opened. From a distance, he saw three men and two women sitting in the room, but it was a bit far away so that he could not see their faces clearly.