"Is it true that the second young master of Prince Jin's palace lives in a prison?" As soon as he saw Chen Guanlou, Yu Zhaoan lay directly on the fence and asked eagerly. The whole person looked particularly crazy. Chen Guanlou took a step back and asked, "Master Yu, what are you doing?" "Tell me first if it's true?" "So what if it's true?" Chen Guanlou asked. Hahaha…… Yu Zhaoan laughed wildly and danced with joy. Chen Guanlou squinted at the other party, and he became more and more convinced that Yu Zhaoan was a standard careerist who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. Only when trouble arises can we profit from it. Obviously, the second young master Song Yuan was in jail, allowing the other party to see an opportunity to seek benefits. "Very good, very good!" After laughing, Yu Zhao'an said repeatedly, and then asked: "Does the Jin Prince's Mansion send someone to serve?"
Chen Guanlou wanted to see what the other party was trying to do, so he told the other party truthfully, "No! The Jin Palace has never sent anyone here from beginning to end." When Yu Zhaoan heard this, he immediately became happy, "That's good!" "May I ask, Sir Yu, why are you so excited?" Yu Zhaoan chuckled and said enticingly: "Want to know? Seize the opportunity I give you, you can know everything." As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Guanlou turned around and left. Yu Zhaoan cursed loudly for not knowing what is good and what is good. Chen Guanlou gave him a middle finger in return. It's just a third grade, nothing special. Thinking back to when he first met a third-grade warrior in Zhao'an, he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe. Now, he can already despise third-grade warriors. Strength is confidence. After staying up for another two days to ensure that everything was going according to plan and that the jailers under him were doing their best, Chen Guanlou decided to go home and rest. As soon as I got home, I heard insults coming from the yard of Chen Ergou's house opposite. Mrs. Pan was scolded again. Her mother-in-law was very fierce. She was an old widow who had no son, but she always bullied her daughter-in-law. Mrs. Chunxiang couldn't stand it, so she went to Chen Guanlou's house to chat with her on the pretext of borrowing salt. "That Aunt Hu is really pitiful after her man died and her son died. But at least she still has a little grandson. Mrs. Pan is also an honest, well-behaved and virtuous woman. She will just have to wait for her little grandson to grow up. . I have to catch Madam Pan and scold her all day long. I want to see how she, an old woman, can live with her little grandson." "You scold him every day?" Chen Guanlou asked curiously. Sister-in-law Chunxiang nodded repeatedly, "I can't stand it anymore. Mrs. Pan is so pitiful. Such a gentle and virtuous woman, what exactly does Aunt Hu have to be dissatisfied with, why would she have to force someone to death?" Mrs. Chunxiang defended Mrs. Pan's injustice, but after all, it was a family matter, and it was not easy for her as an outsider to come and ask questions. I can only go to Chen Guanlou to chat. Chen Guanlou spread his hands. As a single man, he had to pay attention to the impact of talking to Mrs. Pan, and he was not likely to interfere in other people's housework.
Sister-in-law Chunxiang sighed repeatedly, "Are we just watching helplessly?" She felt the pain of Mrs. Pan and was very sympathetic. After all, she is also someone else's daughter-in-law, and she was often annoyed by her mother-in-law in her early years. "Why don't you ask Mrs. Pan to learn to be tougher. Now their family is counting on her alone, and they can't do without her inside or outside." "Will this work?" "It's easy to change a country's nature, but it's hard to change its nature. It's hard to say whether it will work or not." Chen Guanlou had no hope. He just gave out an idea casually. Mrs. Chunxiang had a headache. While she sympathized with Mrs. Pan's experience, she was also angry at her for not arguing with Mrs. Hu, an evil mother-in-law. Unable to think of a way, she shifted her attention and said, "I haven't seen you for several days. Is Tianlao so busy recently?" "It's busy! There are so many prisoners recently, and everyone in the prison is very busy." "I always feel that the capital is in a mess. Jinyiwei goes out on the streets every two days, which can scare people to death. It was not like this in previous years. What is going on this year? Do you have any inside information when you are working as a yamen official?" Mrs. Chunxiang asked curiously. "I don't have any inside information. It's all hearsay. I just know that hundreds of officials went to the palace gate to petition." Chen Guanlou didn't dare to say the word "forced to the palace" because he was afraid that Mrs. Chunxiang would be frightened to death. The word "forced into the palace" is really too terrifying. However, hundreds of officials gathered at the palace gate, claiming to be petitioning, but in fact they were forcing the emperor to go to the palace. The old emperor arrested dozens of officials in one fell swoop and could not even wait for a day. This shows his firm attitude and ruthlessness towards officials. The court seemed to be quiet, but little did they know that a bigger storm was brewing. The courtiers were increasingly dissatisfied with the old emperor. The officials who were imprisoned in Tianlao this time were so bold that they did not even call him "Your Majesty" when they mentioned the old emperor. Instead, they just started talking about "old man". Chen Guanlou didn't dare to listen to the old guy's words, and he didn't dare to report it to the police. He was afraid of being angered. If the news reaches the ears of the old emperor and the old emperor becomes angry, it doesn't matter if you are innocent or not, it will all click, then you are truly unjust. He also gave instructions to other jailers and other team leaders. Everyone unanimously agreed and reached a tacit agreement. They would not listen or ask questions. No matter who comes, just say a word and don’t know. This is a life-saving method. Old thing? ! The three words entered my ears, but whoever dared to admit that he heard and saw them would end up in a miserable state. Because of the word "old thing", the A-shaped prison is surprisingly united and will never give anyone a chance to make up false accusations and take advantage of loopholes. These are the lessons learned through blood and tears! After sending Chunxiang's wife away, he closed the door and took a comfortable hot bath, then had a good sleep. It was already dark when I woke up. After eating something casually and practicing some knife skills, my eyelids jumped up. Feeling uneasy, he rushed to the prison before the curfew. The person on duty at night is Xiao Jin. When he saw Xiao Jin, he asked: "What happened?" "Why is Mr. Chen back? I was about to send someone to inform you. The second young master suddenly lost his temper and smashed everything in the prison." His expression was particularly distressed. Those objects were all bought with real money. They were all smashed. They were all money! As if his money had been robbed, Xiao Jin felt distressed and helpless.
Fortunately, Chen Tou is here and he has a backbone. When Chen Guanlou heard this, his heart skipped a beat, "What happened? Why did the second young master suddenly lose his temper?" "Young kid, I don't know!" Xiao Jin said with a bitter look on his face, "I was fine during dinner, but I started to lose my temper not long after dinner. At first, I thought it was because the food didn't taste good, but I tasted the leftovers. , the cook has used his lifelong skills, and there is nothing careless.” Can't figure out why. Chen Guanlou simply went to the cell. The second young master was sitting on the bed angrily, and the ground was a mess. Several jailers stood outside the cell door, not daring to go in to clean up the situation. They all looked miserable and miserable. Seeing him arrive, everyone was as relieved as seeing a savior. "Here comes Mr. Chen!" Everyone is relieved. Second Young Master Song Yuanzheng heard the noise and slowly raised his head, "Your surname is Chen? Is that Chen from Pingjiang Marquis Mansion?"