"Lin Aiqing"
The emperor, though showing surprise, greeted her calmly and asked, "Is the Goddess of Wealth just ahead? This place doesn't seem like a suitable location for a trade fair."
The place where the vehicle came down was a desolate wooded area. The pale moonlight shone through the jagged, bare branches, and every now and then a crow would caw.
It would be more like an old ghost or demon hosting a banquet.
"That's not the case, everyone, just follow me." Lin Ruhai shook his head and was about to lead his men forward when suddenly an angry child's voice rang out:
"Stop right there! Where are you going? You haven't paid yet!"
The adorable golden boy hopped forward in a few leaps, stretched out his white, tofu-like palms, and rattled off a series of sounds:
"The trade fair entrance fee is 200 taels of silver, transportation fee is 50 taels of silver, tea fee is 100 taels of silver, and service fee is 50 taels of silver, totaling 400 taels of silver."
Everyone was stunned and didn't know how to react.
"What, are you trying to renege on my Golden Boy's debt?"
He mimicked the mannerisms of a villain in a TV drama, squinting his eyes as he spoke slowly.
Unfortunately, the mimicry Ling Xiao chose was too cute, only giving people a feeling of "cuteness".
"No...no, forget about the entrance fee, but what are these tea fees, service fees, and transportation fees?"
In the crowd, a middle-aged man with disheveled clothes questioned, while Lin Ruhai, standing to the side, was shocked: wasn't this his brother-in-law?
What if you suddenly feel relieved? Only Jia She could question a fairy boy in this situation...
"What, you think the ride is free? And the tea and snacks are free?"
Jin Tong put his hands on his hips and said fiercely.
“It’s not that expensive, and we didn’t even eat the tea and snacks. Is Jin Tong mistaken?” the Emperor Emeritus said kindly and gently.
Jia She nodded vigorously, his expression saying, "Yes, that's exactly what I wanted to say."
"I don't care whether you eat or not, I've provided tea and snacks, so you have to pay."
Thinking to myself, this system has meticulously studied 108 tricks of unscrupulous merchants, determined to squeeze oil out of even the stone.
"And there's a service fee—" Yu Xue's adorable little boy smiled sweetly, "I, the dignified Golden Boy, am driving you around and explaining things, surely I don't need a mere fifty taels?"
"If you don't give me money, I'll kill you!" The clear, childlike voice reached everyone's ears, utterly despicable.
After each party acknowledged the money, the retired emperor appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was filled with unease.
Judging from the golden boy's appearance, this Goddess of Wealth is probably not a kind person.
The golden boy's eyes darted around cleverly, and he clapped his hands, saying:
"I didn't cheat you. There is a god of the underworld in the West who ferries the dead across. If you don't pay gold or silver coins, you will never be able to reach the underworld."
At least I didn't ask you for money halfway through the journey, or kick you off the vehicle if you didn't give it to me, and I even allowed you to keep track of the expenses.
Thinking about it this way, don't you think the Goddess of Wealth is actually quite nice?
The retired emperor and the emperor exchanged a glance, their thoughts differing, but both becoming increasingly solemn.
This is a god who regards human life as worthless!
"Brother-in-law Lin, it's me," Jia She said in a low voice, bending down and squeezing next to Lin Ruhai.
After receiving a nod in response, he ignored the subtle glances from others and began to speak with a wink:
"I heard my niece is a fairy reincarnated from heaven, and my brother-in-law probably got the favor of the Goddess of Wealth because of that."
Lin Ruhai was speechless. The image of the "God of Wealth" throwing down half a tael of silver and forcibly hiring him flashed through his mind, and he felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
"Alas, my poor sister Min left us too soon, she didn't get to enjoy this blessing," Jia She shook his head and sighed with regret.
If Jia Min were still alive, the relationship between the Jia family and the Lin family would be even closer.
Just as he seemed to have much more to say, suddenly, a bright light shone ahead, startling everyone into closing their eyes.
When they opened their eyes, they found themselves in a wondrous place, where fragrant flowers and precious trees vied for attention, and jade pendants, pearls, and emeralds were scattered everywhere.
A faint, sweet fragrance floats in the air, pleasing to the eye. Though the sun is not shining, light permeates the sky, blurring the lines between day and night.
"This is the divine realm where the God of Wealth resides; please do not disturb anything here."
Lin Ruhai spoke softly, and seeing someone's indifferent expression, added:
"Those who take things without the God of Wealth's permission will also have their treasures transformed to decorate this space."
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a magnificent palace appeared ahead. After the golden boy knocked on the palace door, gold and silver ingots came and opened the door.
After everyone had passed, the Emperor Emeritus whispered to his son, "So this is what it's like when gold and silver become spirits. It's quite amusing."
Emperor: ...Is that all you noticed?
They finally arrived at their destination, and everyone looked on with anticipation. It was incredibly exciting to be able to see a deity in person.
Or perhaps the God of Wealth...
The first thing they saw was a "young girl" with her back to them, whose clothes and figure were radiant, gorgeous and grand.
Hearing footsteps, she turned around and looked at the group of people. As soon as she appeared, everyone's hearts skipped a beat.
Although young, she was not unattractive; rather, her beauty was too sharp, like a cold gemstone with hard and proud, gleaming edges.
She looked at everyone, or more precisely, at the emperor.
He nodded slightly and greeted them, saying, "Your Majesty, you must understand why we invited you here."
Why do you only speak to me?
The emperor pondered countless possibilities, ultimately concluding that the God of Wealth disdained to discuss matters with mortals, so he, the "Son of Heaven," became the representative.
The retired emperor had similar thoughts.
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