Ling Xiao's fingertips traced the system's simulated beautiful face this time, with snow-white skin and delicate features, and she said softly:
"The sudden appearance of the God of Wealth will surely arouse suspicion from the Emperor and his officials. I have no interest in playing games with them to gain their trust; it's better to resolve this once and for all."
The thought of constantly offering benefits, accepting criticism, and enduring humiliation before being believed and accepted made Ling Xiao want to vomit.
The Dream Entering Technique, a reward Ling Xiao received for his mission, left him quite satisfied after testing it.
"Not only are the images clear, but they also have a brain-depressing effect, allowing the dreamer to ignore the illogical aspects of the dream and fully immerse themselves in it."
After the Emperor Emeritus entered his dream, he opened his eyes, thinking he had woken up. He got up and felt thirsty, and a hint of doubt flashed through his mind.
He woke up and wondered why no eunuchs on night duty had come to check on him. Only then did he realize the unusual quiet around him.
The bedchamber was still the same familiar bedchamber, yet it felt strangely unfamiliar. Was it the fluttering bed curtains or the shadow cast by the pen holder leaning against the desk?
The sound of the wooden wheel turning came from behind him. The retired emperor turned around to look, but there was nothing there.
"Who's playing tricks on us!"
The retired emperor was not afraid. Instead, he questioned loudly, his anger rising. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flash by in the corner of his eye.
At the same time, the cries of "Gua Gua, Gua Gua" startled him, as they didn't seem to be human.
In the dead of night, only moonlight shone down, and the candles in the hall went out for some unknown reason.
The strange sounds and unusual circumstances that appeared out of nowhere were enough to drive a strong man mad.
But the retired emperor remained calm and got down to check the situation, when he heard a spoiled and dissatisfied child's voice:
"What are you dawdling for? There are still many people to pick up later. If you waste time, I'll beat you to death!"
The retired emperor's pupils contracted. Following the sound, he went outside the palace and saw a magnificent carriage made of white jade, with golden beams and decorated with bright jewels and gemstones.
On the left of the cart is a golden toad, and on the right is a powerful and imposing black dog.
The cute and pretty little child stood with his hands on his hips, holding a long whip, his rosy lips pouting, looking at himself unhappily.
Was it a dream?
Seeing such a fantastical and wondrous scene, the Emperor Emeritus couldn't help but think.
The next second, the child seemed to get impatient. He waved his long whip and, ignoring the distance, tied up the Emperor Emeritus and pulled him into the carriage.
The world spun around him, and the retired emperor's old bones nearly collapsed. Looking up, he saw the carriage overflowing with rare treasures, and soft fur beneath him. He spoke sharply and sternly:
"Who are you, my esteemed sir? What do you intend to do by abducting me? I am the ruler of the dynasty, the Son of Heaven, and you will not tolerate such insolence."
The chubby little boy crossed his arms and proudly replied:
"Who am I? I am the most lovable thing in the world."
The Emperor Emeritus was stunned, then somewhat admiring. "What a thick skin! Even when I was young, I wasn't this narcissistic, thinking I was the most lovable person in the world..."
"You don't believe me?" The child stretched out his hand, and his fair and chubby arm suddenly turned into a golden "golden arm".
The retired emperor pinched his thigh hard, unable to believe what he was seeing.
"This Golden Boy is the most capable subordinate of the Goddess of Wealth, representing the gold clan of the world."
The retired emperor finally came to his senses. Hearing that it was the Goddess of Wealth, he breathed a sigh of relief; at least she was a deity he had heard of. So he asked seriously:
"Golden Boy, what does the God of Wealth send you to invite me for?"
The adorable little child didn't answer at first, but instead poked his head out of the curtain and called out:
"Go to the next place."
After the car shuddered, it clearly floated up. The Emperor Emeritus looked out the window and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky, with a clear breeze and gentle air—the car was actually flying in the air.
Jin Tong sat to the side, hugging his legs and gloating:
"Who told the God of Wealth to abuse his power by visiting the Crimson Pearl Fairy? He didn't do his own job properly and has now been caught. He has no choice but to make amends, hence the urgent need to hold a trade fair."
The retired emperor looked bewildered:
"Then...then I was invited to attend?" Jin Tong gave him an approving look.
Haha, I've never seen a merchant with such an attitude before, practically dragging customers out of bed.
As if knowing what he was thinking, Jin Tong chuckled:
"You're not the only one. The God of Wealth casts a wide net to catch many fish; everyone in the entire capital whose name is mentioned in the Golden Book is included."
"Yes, the next one is your son, the current emperor."
As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage slowly descended and came to a stop. The retired emperor immediately recognized that this was the emperor's son's bedroom. Just like his own residence, it was completely silent. He wondered what kind of magic this golden boy had used.
Anything is possible in dreams.
Seeing that the Golden Boy was about to leave, the Emperor Emeritus hurriedly went over to watch the commotion and whispered a suggestion:
"The Emperor is suspicious, and Jin Tong wants to save time. Perhaps I should sit outside the carriage?"
Thinking about it, it made sense, so I agreed.
So when the emperor awoke from his sleep, noticed something amiss, became suspicious, and, holding his decorative sword, prepared to investigate, was dragged into his carriage with a whip.
He opened his eyes with a pale face, and the first thing he saw was his father's smiling face!
"Hahahaha, don't be afraid, my dear child," the retired emperor said insincerely, having taken over the role of the golden boy and told the emperor the whole story.
The emperor fell into deep thought, while the retired emperor smiled with satisfaction. This way, he could both watch others make fools of themselves and perfectly cover up his previous behavior.
Next, after the vehicle frame was placed on the ground, each panicked "guest" received an explanation and reassurance from the Emperor Emeritus.
"Minister Liu, please calm down..."
"Prime Minister Zhao..."
"Duke Anguo..."
Let's call it society directly...
More and more people were getting inside the carriage, but the carriage didn't feel crowded at all; it remained quite spacious. Those who noticed this thought to themselves that the carriage must also be a treasure.
Finally, the Golden Boy stopped talking about the next person and instead instructed the golden toad and divine dog pulling the chariot: "Everyone has arrived. Turn around and go to the God of Wealth's place."
Everyone perked up, knowing they were about to meet the Goddess of Wealth, and quickly straightened their clothes and hats.
The retired emperor openly used his fingers as a comb to comb his few gray hairs. He noticed the emperor's formal attire and a hint of jealousy in his eyes.
Hmph, sleeping in so many layers, aren't you afraid of hurting yourself?
Soon, the carriage stopped, and Jin Tong guided everyone out, smiling as he said:
"There are some good things inside this treasure chest; it's up to you who's lucky enough to get them."
The words stirred the hearts of the people present. After getting off the vehicle, as they passed the enormous golden toad and black dog, their eyes lingered on them. Jin Tong casually remarked:
"They are the spoils of war just acquired by the Goddess of Wealth. They're decent at pulling carts, but they can't compare to my status as the Golden Boy."
If you walk any further, you'll see someone standing there to greet them.
"Greetings to the Emperor Emeritus, the Emperor, and all colleagues. Your subject, Lin Ruhai, is the host of today's trade fair."
Lin Ruhai was devastated. Anyone would feel terrible being dragged out of bed in the middle of the night to be assigned this task.
Especially when he met everyone's unanimous gaze, he was simply—
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