After the people from the Ministry of Justice left, Lei Yucheng quickly went into the office room of the A-shaped prison and drove out all the other people who were warming themselves by the fire. Chen Guanlou: ... Lei Yucheng, you are an official after all. Can you not be so vulgar and disrespectful in doing things? If this gets out, the dignity of the prison keeper will be discounted. "What did Minister Sun tell you?" Lei Yucheng seemed nervous and crazy, as if he would go crazy at any time. Chen Guanlou did not answer in a hurry, but asked back: "Did Minister Sun promise anything to the adults?" "Promise bullshit. He refused to send people to guard the Tianlao, and the safety of the Ming King depends on the Tianlao jailers. Tell me, with the people in your hands, who can you defend against?" "No one can be defended." Chen Guanlou said truthfully. Lei Yucheng was full of resentment. It stands to reason that he didn't have the courage to bear a grudge against Minister Sun, but at this moment, with his life at stake, he no longer cared about the hierarchy and hated Minister Sun in his heart. "What should we do?" Chen Guanlou comforted: "Minister Sun promised that if an accident really happened, he would do his best to protect everyone in Tianlao."
"Really?" Lei Yucheng finally saw a glimmer of hope in despair and was eager to get a positive answer. "In fact, you don't have to worry so much. The importance of the Great Ming King is beyond doubt. Imagine what would happen if the Great Ming King was really kidnapped." Lei Yucheng frowned and thought hard, "What would happen? There must be some people who are happy and some who are sad. The Ministry of Justice is gloomy and anxious. There will be quarrels in the court and the crimes will be discussed. If the crimes are really discussed, the Ministry of Justice will definitely bear the brunt. Our Tianlao..." "Our Tianlao is just an inconspicuous small unit. The level of the Tianlao jailers is well known to the people above." Chen Guanlou continued. Lei Yucheng nodded secretly, "You are right. The people outside don't know what level the Tianlao is, but the court must know it clearly. It is a joke to expect Tianlao to stop the bandits from robbing the prison. Even if the crime is to be investigated, it is not the Tianlao's turn to take the blame. The people above will definitely not let the Ministry of Justice go, and will definitely catch the Ministry of Justice and beat it to death. Hey, it doesn't make sense that Minister Sun can't think of this. Since he knows the consequences, why does he still let it go? Does he really want the Ministry of Justice to be besieged by the crowd?" Lei Yucheng thought hard, but couldn't figure out the connection here, and couldn't figure out what the officials of the Ministry of Justice were thinking. Chen Guanlou made a nonsense, "Maybe the Ministry of Justice has already had a backup plan. It is also possible that some things are destined by heaven, heaven's will!" "Don't talk nonsense about heaven's will." Lei Yucheng shuddered, and his mind was like paste, a mess. He felt that the Ministry of Justice was playing a game of chess, and as a pawn, he couldn't understand the idea of this game at all. "I can't figure it out." He was very distressed. Chen Guanlou advised him, "Why bother yourself, sir. Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. If you can't figure it out, then don't figure it out. It won't affect your life." "You are right. It won't affect your life." Lei Yucheng left with all kinds of thoughts in his mind, and decided that in the next few days, he would never step into the Tianlao unless it was necessary. This place is unlucky for him, and every time he comes, nothing good happens. When he makes enough money next year, he will have to find an opportunity to transfer out of the Tianlao. Whoever wants to come to this broken place can come, anyway, he doesn't care. Chen Guanlou roasted a fire for a while, went down to the prison, and went straight to the prison door of the rebel Daming King. Doctor Mu was correcting his bones. Chen Guanlou asked curiously, "Broken bones? You are worthy of being Daming King. I haven't heard you cry out in pain." Daming King saw Chen Guanlou, his eyes flickered slightly, and subconsciously tightened his muscles. Doctor Mu patted his shoulder, "Relax, don't be tense. It will be fine soon." Chen Guanlou smiled knowingly, and stood aside, watching Doctor Mu perform his medical skills. He had the immortal fruit, which would automatically repair his injuries. He didn't even catch a cold all year round. He really didn't have the opportunity to experience Doctor Mu's medical skills. Occasionally, when he was in a melancholy mood, he would feel a little sorry. This kind of mood is commonly known as hypocrisy.
He is also a hypocritical person. Doctor Mu skillfully connected the bones for the King of Daming, applied plasters, tied a wooden board, and gave medical advice, "Try not to move for half a month. If there is anything, let the jailer or the errand boy do it for you. Don't be stubborn. Although you are strong, you are old after all, and you can't compare with young people." Chen Guanlou flipped through the files. The King of Daming is already 45 years old this year. No matter what era, he is a middle-aged man, or even a middle-aged and elderly man. People of the same age as him are already grandfathers. At the age of 40, he started a rebellion, which was a big deal. Even if it ended in failure, it was worth coming to this world. People will forget him one day, but history books will record him forever. Even if people thousands of years later can still see his name in history books. This is also a kind of success, a life that others cannot copy. Maybe people in the future will still remember him and believe in him. It's awesome. Chen Guanlou asked Doctor Mu, "Are there any other problems?" "I have explained everything to the jailer and prescribed medicine. King Daming, don't you have a military doctor in your army?" Doctor Mu asked curiously, mainly because King Daming had too many hidden diseases, which were all hastily treated, and some hidden diseases were not treated with the right medicine. King Daming said calmly: "There is a military doctor, but he used to be a veterinarian. Later, he followed me and changed his career to become a military doctor." Doctor Mu had an expression that was hard to describe. No wonder the medicine was not suitable for the disease. Damn, veterinarians can also treat people. These rebels are really capable of doing what others cannot. "When you were fighting smoothly and occupied so many territories, why didn't you kidnap a few doctors to serve as military doctors? Don't say you can't control these doctors." Chen Guanlou asked curiously. The King of Ming sighed, "We were all poor, and we were rich for a while when we were fighting smoothly. We didn't know anything at that time, and we only focused on food, gold, silver, jewelry, and women. When we came to our senses, we went to look for medicinal materials, but they were gone. A good cook cannot cook without rice. Even if we have good doctors, what can we do if we don't have medicinal materials? My land doesn't produce medicinal materials, and they are all shipped from other places. I would like to open up a trade route, but every time I have an opportunity, the imperial army comes to kill me. It feels like they know that I am short of medicinal materials. You didn't have any weapons, and deliberately attacked me when I was in the most difficult time. Do you think there is a traitor inside?" "No need for a traitor, I can guess with my toes that you are short of medicinal materials. You didn't grab enough medicinal materials, so the medicinal materials are either in the hands of the big families or in the hands of the soldiers, anyway, not in your hands. Just find an accountant, and you can calculate your accounts clearly with a little statistics. With your conditions, the court fought against you for several years before completely wiping you out. I have to say that your vitality is really tenacious." Chen Guanlou praised the other party sincerely. It seems that the King of Ming didn't buy it, and his face became more and more sour.