The flower thief was beheaded, and cell No. 60 was vacant again. Due to the dispute over the prison keeper, the fight between the people in the Tianlao became more and more intense, and the jailers were forced to take sides and participate in it. If you don't take sides and want to be a fence-sitter, you will only die. When it comes to your future and life, fence-sitters are usually the first to die. No one can tolerate a fence-sitter around. However, before the fence-sitters can be dealt with, the B-shaped prisons are the first to have trouble. The servant of the noble family died. The servants took the blame for their masters, but it was just a formality. When things calmed down, the servants would be released. Unexpectedly, the case was not settled, but the person died. This is like stirring up a hornet's nest, and it can't be covered up! The incident alarmed the chief officer, who finally took the trouble to look down and learned that the Tianlao had been in a mess recently because of the dispute over the prison keeper, and now there was a death, and he was furious.
"How can you, a small jailer, dream of the position of the chief of the prison." This sentence directly blocked the way for everyone to advance. "Since you don't do your duty, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Once this was said, it meant that someone had to die. Only with the blood of the dead can the nobles behind the slaves be explained, and the people in the prison, from the jailers to the jailers and the errand boys, know what is right and wrong. Even if it is as filthy as the prison, it is the territory of the government, and it cannot tolerate a group of soldiers turning the world upside down. The jailer Zhao, who is in charge of the B-shaped prison, often takes leave to recuperate. On weekdays, several squad leaders are responsible for all matters. The chief official killed a chicken to scare the monkeys. He arrested, imprisoned, and killed the squad leader and jailer on duty on the day when the slave died, and none of them were spared. This round of butcher knife came down, and the prison was silent, and no one dared to speak up for the jailers who died in vain. At most, they would give two more taels of funeral gifts to show their feelings. Although Zhao the jailer was not held accountable for improper management, he was deprived of the authority to manage the B-shaped prison and was punished to guard the warehouse. Zhang the jailer took over his job. For a time, the prison was quiet and everyone followed the rules. Zhang Wantong also lost his way to advancement and looked particularly decadent. He slept all day and refused to step into the prison. Everyone dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out. He was an old veteran with many disciples and grandchildren. Even Xu Fugui could only find faults and could not expel him. Before, Zhang Wantong wanted to advance, and Xu Fugui found faults, which made him feel uncomfortable. Now, he is completely rotten. Facing Xu Fugui's faults, he doesn't care at all. He is not afraid of being reported, so he just rots. At this time, if he complains to the higher-ups, it's still a trivial matter like the laziness of the jailer. The superiors will only think that Xu Fugui is making trouble out of nothing, deliberately causing trouble, and has no ability and no sense at all. All the guys with no sense should get out. Xu Fugui was a man with good eyesight, so when he saw that Zhang Wantong had completely given up, he didn't bother to care. Anyway, he had so many people under him, there would always be someone who could handle things. A few days later, the position of the prison warden was finally settled. The higher-ups directly arranged for someone to be airdropped in. The new prison warden's surname was Fan. It was said that he was a first-class warrior. He had taken the imperial examination before, but failed. He worked as a legal advisor for a few years, saved money and connections, and used the relationship with his old employer to be airdropped into the prison warden, officially entering the official sequence. The personal experience of Fan, the prison warden, can also be regarded as an inspirational example of life. His life was very inspirational, but for Xu Fugui and others, it was simply a heartache. I was unwilling to accept it! After work, Xu Fugui took Chen Guanlou and Lu Datou and a few other honest people to drink. After drinking too much, he started to complain, "We have been prison guards for our whole lives. Is it wrong to want to make progress? Why do you want to block our way to progress? On the one hand, you think we are lowly, but on the other hand, you can't do without us. Who is lowly? That guy surnamed Fan, he only studied for a few years and has no official title. Why can he be the prison chief? I have money too, why don't you give us prison guards the opportunity to make progress."
"Uncle Xu has drunk too much, drink some tea to sober up." Chen Guanlou calmly replaced the other person's wine glass. "I'm not drunk. Xiaolou, you've been educated, try to find a way to find a relationship with the Marquis' Mansion and see if you can be transferred to another government office. Tianlao is not suitable for you, and it's a waste for you to stay in Tianlao." "Look at what Uncle Xu said, I'm fine now." "Being fine now doesn't mean being fine forever. Tianlao is a lowly job, don't let a little money blind your mind and delay your future. We all have no choice, we can't find any other way out of Tianlao, we can only hold this bowl of half-cooked rice and pretend it's delicious. You are different, your surname is Chen, and you have the same ancestor as Pingjiang Hou. You still have other ways out, don't be stubborn and hold on to this bowl of half-cooked rice in Tianlao and refuse to let go. Really, what Uncle Xu said to you is from the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for your honesty, I wouldn't tell you these things." Xu Fugui was really drunk. When he was sober, he would never say these words. That is, when everyone was drinking at the same table and was emotional, he was willing to say a few heartfelt words. However, Chen Guanlou had his own pursuits. In his mind, no government office can compare to Tianlao. Low-key, practicing martial arts, collecting various martial arts, and earning a lot of money, and not having to work under the nose of the superiors, it is perfect. Chen Guanlou raised the wine glass, "Thank you Uncle Xu for your sincere consideration for me, I toast Uncle Xu. I'll drink it, Uncle Xu, please do as you please." He drank the wine in the glass in one breath very refreshingly, and everyone cheered in unison. He appreciated Xu Fugui's kindness, but he had his own long-term plan. Xu Fugui hugged him and said, "If you want to listen to me, look for more connections. What can you do by being a jailer all your life? Don't be afraid of spending money. Just strive for success while you are young." Xu Fugui turned into a life mentor and taught everyone a big lesson in life. No matter whether you like to listen or not, you must act like you are open-minded and accept the teachings. It would be troublesome if Xu Fugui sobered up tomorrow and remembered someone whose attitude was disrespectful or even dismissive, and secretly resented them. We are not as senior as Zhang Wantong, so we are not qualified to show off. After finishing the meal, I was even more tired than usual when I was working as an errand. I listened to Xu Fugui's reasoning and complaints the whole time, but I couldn't refute it yet. Once anyone dares to refute, he will become drunk and crazy. Finally, Chen Guanlou and Lu Datou sent Xu Fugui home and left without even drinking hot water. The two of them were walking under the moonlight. Lu Datou sighed and complained in a low voice, "A guy named Fan doesn't understand anything, but he can be parachuted into the jail. I think it's a bit unfair. The jailer just has little education, and he doesn't know how to deal with Tianlao." Even ten people with the surname Fan cannot match his understanding and control.” Chen Guanlou just said, "Fan Yucheng is a first-class warrior." Lu Datou was still unconvinced, "So what if I'm in the first rank? Tianlao is not a six-door policeman, let alone a member of the Jinyiwei. There is no need for such high force. Just like me, I only know a few tricks to bluff people. You're not doing a decent job as a jailer. Don't think about martial arts secrets every day. That stuff is useless. We are just ordinary people without martial arts background. We might as well think about how to make more money."