At night, the four squad leaders pooled 120 taels to make Fan the prisoner, which made him very happy. The promise of not charging money was made in bulk, and he poured out basket after basket. At first, Shi Hong was still happy, but after hearing the last part, his expression collapsed. He knew that he was too happy too early and his knowledge was too shallow, and he was really depressed. Looking at the other three people, it was obvious that they didn't take Fan the prisoner's promise to heart from the beginning, and just thought it was bullshit. He was the only fool who was happy and became a laughing stock. It was really embarrassing. After the wine, it was the old rule that we must go to the brothel. The required expenses were shared by the four squad leaders. After settling Fan the prisoner, the four squad leaders gathered together and couldn't help but nag a few words. "When will Lord Fan be transferred? When Lord Fan leaves, Warden Fan will definitely follow him. Anyone can be more attractive than Warden Fan. When the time comes, Chentou, why don't you try to get him?" Wu Bantou took the lead in bringing up the topic. Chen Guanlou waved his hands repeatedly to refuse, determined not to jump into the trap, "You can chat, but don't involve me. Now everyone is trying to make a living under Warden Fan, so it's better to be content." "Chentou, this is not your style!" Wu Bantou teased. Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows and retorted, "I don't have any style. I can feed my whole family. I am satisfied with wine, meat and money. Everyone wants the position of jailer, and I want it too, but I know my own limitations. Being a squad leader is enough."
"You are too modest, too modest, Chentou. We all know your ability and we are convinced. If you can become a jailer, we will definitely support you." Wu Bantou insisted on pestering him. Chen Guanlou laughed. He didn't dare to take it seriously. When interests are at stake, fathers, sons and brothers can turn against each other. What does a mere colleague count for? Now it seems that everyone is wearing the same pants. When the position of jailer is vacated, everyone present will be a competitor. No one will be happy to see their colleagues climb over their heads. This is human nature, regardless of right or wrong, regardless of character. Chen Guanlou refused to take the bait, and the conversation ended unpleasantly. … Early in the morning, when he was working in the government office, the jailer Qian Fugui secretly told Chen Guanlou that Li Shaoqing in cell 27 was looking for him. Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and without asking any more questions, he left Qian Fugui and went straight to cell 27. Li Shaoqing had lost weight, perhaps because he had too many things in his heart, and the case had not been clear, so he could not eat or sleep well, and he had lost weight all over. “Ah…” Chen Guanlou said with concern: “Sir Li, you must take care of yourself. You are a key official in the court, and the court can’t do without you.” After hearing this, Li Shaoqing smiled bitterly. He thought, how thick-skinned you must be to lie with your eyes open, and say it so sincerely that people are moved. Knowing that it is a lie, you still have to remember a favor. He shook his head, "I'm afraid I won't be able to get out in this life. Chentou, don't try to trick an old man like me. I asked you to come here today because I have something to ask of you." "Sir Li, please tell me that I will definitely do everything you asked me to do, as long as you don't make it difficult for me." Chen Guanlou promised, but also said something ugly in advance. He can't take on too much. The demands of the prisoners are varied and there are too many. If the other party asks to send a woman in, can he agree? Of course not! "Don't worry, Chentou, this matter won't be difficult for you. I have a copybook left by a famous calligrapher of the previous dynasty. I know you are doing exclusive business. I only have one request, sell the copybook to the eldest master of Pingjiang Marquis Mansion. I don't recognize other buyers. How about you take half of the commission?" It's not uncommon for the prisoners in Tianlao to know that he is doing exclusive business. Tianlao, a place without secrets. It won't take long for a trivial matter to spread widely.
He was just curious, so he asked, "Why must it be the eldest master of the Marquis's Mansion? Can't other buyers be chosen? Can't buyers who offer higher prices be chosen?" "I don't trust other buyers. Don't waste my good stuff. Although the eldest master of the Marquis's Mansion is not well-educated, I know he is a real collector and doesn't buy it to show off. Just tell me, can this deal be done?" Li Shaoqing was very determined and decided on the eldest master of the Marquis's Mansion. "Yes, of course!" Chen Guanlou agreed repeatedly. How could he push away the business that came to him? "How should I contact the people in the mansion?" Li Shaoqing told him, "I'll give you a receipt. You can go to my mansion to find my wife, and she will hand the calligraphy to you personally. The commission is 50%, and you won't lose a penny." Chen Guanlou laughed, "Master Li, you are joking. No one can lose my commission in this business." Li Shaoqing followed with a smile, "That's right. You are doing an exclusive business." The two sides negotiated a rough price, and the deal was off to a good start. The subsequent transaction required Master Du to come forward. Madam Li saw Li Shaoqing's receipt, and without asking a single question, she decisively handed the calligraphy of the famous calligrapher of the previous dynasty to Chen Guanlou in person. In front of Madam Li, Master Du personally inspected the goods and confirmed that they were treasures. Only then did Chen Guanlou accept the goods. Afterwards, Chen Guanlou personally knocked on the back door of the Marquis's mansion. This time, he traded with the eldest master in person. After the doorman learned of his purpose, he said, "Wait," and closed the back door. Chen Guanlou pinched his nose and stood at the door waiting. After about an incense stick of time, the back door opened again and the doorman let him in. Chen Guanlou finally stepped into the Marquis's Mansion after growing up. Led by the servant, he walked through the hall and courtyard and finally came to the door of the eldest master's study. After the announcement, the eldest master let him in. Chen Guanlou was a little nervous. This was his first time to step into the Marquis's Mansion and also his first time to see the eldest master. He didn't care about the surrounding scenery along the way. He was just a passing glance, leaving only an impression of a flourishing flower, a luxurious and noble style. The maids and women he met on the road, not to mention how iconic their appearances were, at least they looked more pleasing to the eye. The wealthy families would look at the appearance of their maids and women. From this, we can see that whether in ancient or modern society, it is a society that values appearance, and it is not difficult to understand why the plastic surgery industry is thriving. He took a deep breath and stepped into the eldest master's study. "Nephew Chen Guanlou greets the eldest master." He performed a junior salute respectfully. The master was writing with a brush and had no time to care about anything else. He just signaled him to be more casual. After a piece of calligraphy was finished, the servant put away the brush and ink, the maid helped him wash up, and the master drank tea to moisten his throat, and then he had time to look at Chen Guanlou. Hmm! He is a big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks good. He is worthy of being a descendant of the Chen family. A major feature of the Chen family is that both men and women are good-looking. But Chen Guanlou is the one who looks particularly good. This alone made the master very satisfied and he liked Chen Guanlou a little more.
"Don't be restrained, sit down and talk. Is your work going well?" The master asked casually, and the little maid brought tea again. Chen Guanlou put the teacup on the table, "Thank you for your concern, Master. I'm doing well as a clerk." "It's a good thing to be able to make progress, although the Tianlao is a little worse. Take out the things you brought and let me take a look." Chen Guanlou immediately took out the calligraphy he carried with him and presented it with both hands, "Please have a look, Master." Beside the Master, there are professional Qingke who are responsible for verifying the authenticity of the goods. The calligraphy was placed on the desk, and several Qingke gathered around to observe it again and again, and finally came to a unanimous conclusion: it is authentic.