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're not going to kill me, are you?!"

Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Tang Ziyue spoke upon hearing this, "Master Qin, don't act rashly. If it were so easy to find, we would have found it by now."


"Moreover, I feel that this batch of military weapons is probably no longer in the city."


Qin Ying was stunned. What did that mean, not in the city? Where could it be?


Nan Batian also looked at Tang Ziyue and asked, "Mr. Tang, what do you mean by this?"


Upon hearing this, Tang Ziyue, holding a twig, said, "Gang Leader, Master Qin, apart from Chen Jie's funeral procession, what other big event took place in the city today?"


Upon hearing this, Qin Ying said, "Nothing much, just that group of Mulan people from East City making a fuss about some funeral..."


"Right," Tang Ziyue continued, "the Mulan people holding a funeral, it sounds so ludicrous. Yet, we never realized it."


Chapter 176 Chen Jie: Nan Batian, you look like a dog!_5