Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

I really want to ask, is this "artistic adaptation" serious... He swallowed his saliva and observed three seconds of silence for Lin Zhen in order to avoid damaging his morality.

The next second, a flattering voice sounded, "Is this strength comfortable? Do you want it to be a little harder?"

…………

The Jia family had lax rules, and with too many eyes watching them, it didn't take much time for the news to spread to every household as if it had legs.

Someone sarcastically said: "From the loose door policy, we can see why these fairies and fairy children want to reincarnate into the Jia family and their in-laws."

This means that the Jia family must fall into decline in order to achieve the goal of overcoming the calamity.

After the word spread, it became popular for a while. Those who knew the truth knew it just by looking at each other. They didn't dare to say anything openly, but secretly all kinds of sarcastic words were spread out.

The two people in the palace naturally knew the most.

The emperor was very gossipy and discussed with the emperor:

"Do you know what Jia Zhen of the Jia family did? Tsk tsk tsk, even I wouldn't dare to do such a thing."

The emperor wrote furiously and replied indifferently:

"Emperor Minghuang of the Tang Dynasty also had Yang Guifei when he was about the same age as your father. You don't need to belittle yourself."

"You" The retired emperor was choked by these words and wanted to curse, but when he saw the piles of memorials on the emperor's desk, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

So I decided to forgive the unfilial son and changed the subject as if nothing had happened:

"What do you think of the matter raised by the divine dog, Emperor?"

"Does this need further explanation, Father?" The emperor put down his pen and smiled with an inexplicable sharpness on his normally cold face:

"The demon god Jinghuan is detrimental to the dynasty and endangers the safety of the people. His crime is unforgivable. The God of Wealth just needs some gold and silver. Just give it to her!"

When the emperor heard these powerful and domineering words, he was relieved at first that the heir he had chosen was not bad, but then he shook his head with some regret:

"It would be great if the God of Wealth himself made this request to us, so he could show some mercy."

"A blessing in disguise. I think this Goddess of Wealth is not a good person. If she really gets a favor from us, I'm afraid she might bring disaster to us.

Don't believe what she said about Lin's daughter speaking up for Jing Huan."

The emperor was very calm, looked at the emperor emeritus, and said slowly:

"I'm afraid that from the very beginning, the God of Wealth's target was the Demon God Jinghuan."

When this conclusion was drawn, the emperor was not surprised at all. Instead, he nodded in agreement and added his own thoughts:

"I think it's right for the God of Wealth to come down to earth to accumulate merit and wealth to become the official God of Wealth, but there may be another condition——"

The emperor dipped his finger into the bright red cinnabar used by the red pen beside him, drew a cross, tapped the table and said with a smile:

"Kill a true god!"

The emperor was enlightened and quickly replied:

“There are also levels among the gods and immortals, such as the Lin family’s daughter, the Jia family’s children, and the Xue family’s daughter. They are just insignificant gods and Jing Huan has set his sights on them.

Little did she know that the God of Wealth had also set his sights on her—a sinful god.”

The emperor nodded and murmured:

"That's right. What the God of Wealth said before about turning Jinghuan into a commodity is probably not false. It may be a necessary requirement."

The more they thought about it, the more horrified they became. They felt that it was too much of a coincidence that the Fairy Crimson Pearl, who had a previous relationship with the God of Wealth, happened to be noticed by Jing Huan.

It was as if there was a spider web that wrapped up the unconscious Jinghuan, and now it was time to close the web.

The father and son looked at each other, with the same horror in their eyes.

The beautiful and childish girl God of Wealth, every movement and expression in the memory at this moment was engraved with traces of madness.

But it would be naive to think that because the God of Wealth is too scary, people would side with Jinghuan.

They are not sick, they just like to challenge their limits. The God of Wealth is their ally, and the more powerful they can be, the better.

And the few subordinates of Jinghuan that they knew about in the human world were all dead...

"But there's not much money available in the national treasury. I'm afraid it's not enough to buy the treasure chests that the God of Wealth has set his eyes on," the emperor rubbed his forehead in distress.

"If you hadn't fought so many battles, built so many gardens, and had so many children, you would have had enough money!"

"What did you say?" The emperor was furious:

"If I had not conquered the world with my power, would you have been able to own such a large territory, and have a garden? I am the emperor, so I cannot build a few gardens."

Then he sneered again and looked at the emperor with raised eyes: "You brothers and sisters, your salaries and fiefs are being reduced every day by you. Did I say anything?"

"Oh," the emperor said righteously, "They made mistakes, so I punished them. I never punish innocent people."

…………The father and son went back and forth, exposing each other's past grievances, and both were very angry, but they had no money at all.

To meet the requirements of the God of Wealth, it must be an astronomical figure.

After the great expansion during the reign of the retired emperor, the dynasty is now in a period of recuperation and most of the money in the treasury cannot be touched.

The emperor's private treasury basically subsidized the national treasury, leaving little behind. The private treasury of the retired emperor contained numerous rare treasures, calligraphy and paintings, and antiques, but little gold and silver.

The emperor was trying to persuade the emperor emeritus to ask his brothers and sisters to pay a "deposit".

Then they can take the biological mother back to support her, under the pretext that they will be guaranteed to provide her with a superior living standard by paying money.

The emperor almost took action against this unfilial son!

A black dog came in and after learning about their predicament, he said solemnly: "I have a solution."

Under the astonished gazes of the two men, Lin Zhen Black Dog raised his head proudly.

When he was an ignorant boy, he discovered many ways to get rich on telephone poles, but unfortunately, for various reasons, he only tried one.

"P2P platform financing" has a bright future and considerable rewards. The voice on the other end of the phone is very confident. He paid the money...

The past was too painful to recall. Lin Zhen confidently waved his left front leg, spitting everywhere, and explained in detail this routine. The most important thing about this kind of financing is the guarantee.

The fact that the emperor and the emperor emeritus are there is the best guarantee. Add in the fact that the living god, the Goddess of Wealth, is behind the project, and the prospects for this project are self-evident.

The emperor found the loophole:

“The ministers have money, but when it comes to investment, we always have to look at the returns. The Goddess of Wealth never said she would give us any benefits.

Moreover, the emperor and I cannot tell the ministers about the inside story, otherwise it would be very easy to just ask them to pay the money."

The most difficult thing here is that the ministers must not be informed of it. Not to mention whether the God of Wealth would mind, but also if the king does not keep it secret, the country will be lost. If too many people know about it, there is no guarantee that Jinghuan will not know about it and then take precautions.

"What's this? Let me ask the department... No, the Goddess of Wealth, what can you give me, such as the opportunity to buy a treasure chest. If there is nothing..."

Black Dog dug deep into his potential, his mind had never worked so fast:

"Investments will fail, so just announce the project's bankruptcy. Then, as the emperor, you can reward and appease your subjects. It's a great benefit without any cost."