Chen Guanlou regretfully informed Zhang Wenfu that he had not received the money. He also told the other party that the Zhang family was in an economic crisis, and his parents had fallen out over money. They had fought for 300 rounds, and it was estimated that there would be another 300 rounds in the future. If you don't have money, you can't have fun, and if you can't have fun, Zhang Wenfu can't relax. His spirit is always highly tense and anxious, and his whole person is not well. The man became visibly depressed, squatting at the door of the cell and sobbing softly. To be honest, Chen Guanlou rarely saw grown men sobbing. He either cried loudly, cried silently, covered up the pain with a smile, or gritted his teeth and endured it. Scenes like Zhang Wenfu hiding and crying like a child are basically difficult to see in adult men. "Why are you crying?" "I feel bad!" "Actually, there is another way to solve your problem." "What can I do?" "Do you have money yourself? If you don't have money, I can borrow money in your name. When you are released from prison in the future, you can pay back the money yourself."
"Yes, I can borrow money." Zhang Wenfu saw the light in despair and did not think about the risks at all. Chen Guanlou clicked his tongue twice, "You have such a brain, you have been in officialdom for two years, how come you haven't been killed?" Zhang Wenfu looked innocent. Chen Guanlou sneered, "You have so many friends, have you ever thought about asking friends to borrow money? Looking for a loan from a bank is a choice you can only make after you are desperate. After nine outings and thirteen returns, the bank is darker than you think." "Brother Chen, I knew you were a good person." "I told you, don't call me brother, call me sir." "You are my brother." "If you scream again, I will starve you for three days." Zhang Wenfu shut up decisively. However, he couldn't help but speak after being silent for a few seconds: "Mr. Chen, can you help me lend money? I can set up a written certificate." Chen Guanlou asked the jailer to send the Four Treasures of the Study, "Write it. Everything about the IOU has been written down. Are you sure these people can lend you money? Your family doesn't care about you, how can they care about you?" "It's just a temporary difficulty at home, so they won't ignore me." Zhang Wenfu defended in a low voice, "When my parents are not busy, they will think of me. But I can't wait until then, so I'd better borrow money to solve the current problem first." Zhang Wenfu was also thoughtful. He was worried that his friends would not lend him money, so he wrote a lot of IOUs in one breath, hoping to catch as many fish as he could. Chen Guanlou took a look and found that his good friend Mr. Ye was indeed on the list. He took out the IOU for Mr. Ye, "I'll borrow this for you reluctantly. If you can borrow it, you don't have to ask anyone else to borrow money." "Do you think he can borrow it?" Zhang Wenfu suddenly became less confident. "Don't you have a very good relationship with Ye? Why are you worried that he won't lend you money?" "It will be fine when nothing happens, but I can't guarantee it if something happens." Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows, "You're not stupid, you finally woke up."
"My parents don't have time to take care of me. How can I expect my friends to help me selflessly? If someone sees that my family is showing signs of decline, it is understandable that they want to draw a clear line with me. I will do the same in a different place. Do it all with the interests of the family first.” As expected of someone who comes from a family of officials, as long as he is willing to calm down and think with his brain, there is still merit. Chen Guanlou said: "You should have thought so from the beginning. But it's not too late to start now. Are you sure you want to let it go?" "Yes! I'm almost suffocated. I must let go. Don't ask for more, once a month is enough!" "Okay! As long as the money is in place, I will personally approve the note and let you know." Chen Guanlou handed Xiao Jin a stack of IOUs and asked him to arrange for someone to borrow money. If you can borrow it, borrow it; if you can't, borrow it. He put Mr. Ye's IOU in his pocket. After work, go home. The weather is hot, and there is only a little cooling in the evening. The streets are the busiest time of the day, even busier than the morning market. Vendors also seized the opportunity and set up stalls on both sides of the street. When the wind blows, I feel so comfortable, as if it can blow away the heat of the day. Even if they don’t buy anything, everyone is still willing to go out for a stroll and enjoy the breeze, making the streets and alleys more lively. The key reason for this excitement is that the court canceled the curfew. After the previous mutiny, the imperial court felt that the capital city was in depression, and the lives of the people inside and outside the city had declined. In order to boost the confidence of the people in the capital, make the market lively, and hide the face of the court and the old emperor, some courtiers came forward to argue against all opinions, and finally convinced the old emperor to cancel the curfew. Jin Yiwei was actually very happy that the curfew was cancelled. There was no need to work night shifts, everyone could get off work on time, and they also received no less money. It can also free up manpower to concentrate on arresting people. Although the incident of deposing the crown prince has passed, in fact, the subsequent impact of this incident has just spread. Those who should be liquidated, those who should be caught, and those who should be chopped off, none of them can escape. Judging from the old emperor's behavior, he was very good at cutting flesh with a blunt knife. Wang Qiren is a typical person who cuts flesh with a blunt knife. He hasn't seen the light of day for more than thirty years... He's not crazy, so he's pretty good. Chen Guanlou faced the summer wind and walked on the street, feeling the smoke and fire in the world. He came to the alley and waited. He inquired and found out that the man surnamed Ye used this alley to return to the Hou Mansion every day. The main entrance of the Hou Mansion will never be opened unless the eldest master returns to the court or announces an edict in the palace. Even when the old lady goes out, she always takes the side door instead of the main entrance. Mr. Ye was a guest living in the mansion and didn't want to cause trouble. He didn't even go through the side door. He went in and out every day through the side door in the back alley of the mansion. Once he entered, he was in the territory of the first house. There was no need to disturb the people of the second house. When it was time to leave the government office, Mr. Ye declined the invitation to socialize and took a carriage back to the mansion. As soon as he arrived at the back alley, the carriage stopped and the driver told him, "Sir, someone is looking for me." "Who is looking for me? Why don't you go to the mansion to find me?" Mr. Ye asked while pushing open the door and looking out. Chen Guanlou! ? "You are looking for me?" Mr. Ye was very surprised. Chen Guanlou didn't waste any words, "Mr. Ye, do you still remember Daming Lake... Zhang Wenfu who was imprisoned in Tianlao. He asked me to borrow some money from you. This is the IOU. Please take a look."
He almost slipped his tongue. Chen Guanlou handed over the IOU, which was neat and tidy. He was also in a hurry to go home for dinner. Master Ye was still a little confused. After reading the contents of the loan note, he came back to his senses and sorted out the whole thing. He frowned immediately, "Why did he ask me to borrow money? The Zhang family is not short of money." "The Zhang family is really short of money right now and can't take care of Zhang Wenfu. Zhang Wenfu was desperate and thought of you, his good friend. Master Ye, when a friend is in trouble, you should help him! Everyone in the capital knows that you are a pair of good friends, and your friendship is moving. You can't not lend it!" "Don't talk nonsense!" Master Ye blushed, "I have more than one friend, and he has more than one friend." "Then are you going to lend the money or not?" Chen Guanlou asked.