Tao Gong Wang

In the late years of the Daqian era, tyrants roamed freely, war erupted endlessly, and the people could not sustain their lives. 
After transmigration, Chen Jie finds himself as a drunken gambler with a pair of unfortunate sisters at home.

The elder one, Su Yunjin, is his wife, and he also has a five-year-old sister-in-law, Su Yunrui. 
Their family is so poor they can barely make ends meet. 
Then suddenly, his beautiful wife comes smiling, bringing him a bowl of hot porridge. 
"Husband, I was wrong yesterday. Please have some porridge while it's hot."
Seeing the bruises on his wife's face, Chen Jie feels something is amiss.

Ding~
[Daily Information has been updated]
[1. Yesterday, you gambled away the last three acres of good land, beat Su Yunjin while drunk, and planned to sell the five-year-old Su Yunrui, to recover your losses.]
[2. The Su sisters rely on each other. Su Yunrui is Su Yunjin's only hope.]
[3. Su Yunjin, having lost hope, traded her mother's hairpin three days ago for a pack of arsenic.]

...Arsenic!
Staring at the hot porridge brought to his lips, Chen Jie looks up at his wife, seeing the faint bruise on her face and her eyes shifting away, avoiding his gaze.

"Honey!"
"Yes?"
"You didn't really drugged me, did you?"

Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?

A very small tea shop, Mianshui people love their tea, so tea shops are never in short supply, in the countryside or in the city.


Hua Mei Tea House is just such a small tea shop in Xiantao Town.


Divided into the front hall and private rooms, the front hall generally serves large bowl tea for passing porters and petty traders to drink.


The private rooms are reserved for the well-known locals to enjoy their tea.


At this moment, in the private room of Hua Mei Tea House, Big Ship Leader Zhao Xun sat there, weighed down by heavy thoughts.


In front of him were a plate of preserved plums and a cup of fine Biluochun Tea.


His usual greatest pleasure was to savor the preserved plums and sip on Biluochun Tea, listening to the clamorous noises outside, enjoying his blissful life.


But today, the preserved plums failed to trigger his appetite to taste.


The fragrant Biluochun Tea likewise couldn't lure out the longing for tea in his belly.


Chapter 86: The Fishing Guild Traitor