"It's not our turn to worry about things in the palace." Chen Guanlou stopped the quarrel between the two. "No matter who becomes the emperor, he will not delay our work. It's just that the environment is a little worse, and the money will not be less." "I'm just afraid that I can earn my life, but I can't spend my life." Chen Guanlou finally understood that Prisoner Zhang was a pessimist. He thought about the worst in everything but did not work hard for the best. This won't work! Before things got to their worst, I scared myself to death first. He coughed lightly and said, "Prisoner Zhang's words make sense. But as long as we don't die, who will be the emperor? Will it delay us from collecting money? No delay!" Even if those princes fight for the throne, will it delay our collection of money? No delay! Even if the old emperor is controlled by others and cannot act independently, will it delay collecting money? No delay! As long as there is no delay in collecting money, there is nothing to worry about. Ninety-nine percent of the things in the world can be solved with money. The remaining problems that cannot be solved with money can only be solved by life. Do you think your life is good? Anyway, I feel like my life is pretty good. "
Xu Fugui opened his mouth and thought about it carefully. He originally wanted to say that his fate was bad. But when you compare it with your neighbors, relatives and friends, you can't say this. He could only echo: "My life is not bad, it's pretty good. Among the brothers, my family has the most comfortable life and has few things to worry about. The only bad thing is that it has a bad reputation and delays the children." marriage." Both of them looked at Jailer Zhang. Jailer Zhang snorted coldly, "You really think that being a jailer means you will have a good life." "Otherwise? Do you still want to take the exam and become an official?" Xu Fugui asked back, "You have to think clearly. Sooner or later, if you become an official, you will have to go to the prison, and you may not be able to live a more comfortable life than us." "Ignorance! You all know that reputation delays the marriage of your children, but you are actually beguiled by Prisoner Chen. He is a bachelor. He has enough to eat for one person and the whole family is not hungry, and he has the support of the Marquis Mansion. Naturally, he doesn't care about the so-called reputation." Prisoner Zhang refuted Xu Fugui for a very good and powerful reason. Chen Guanlou sneered, "Prisoner Zhang, if you have any objections to me, just say it directly. There is no need to beat around the bush. Everyone has a unique perception of whether life is good or bad. I just want to tell you that we Tianlao people are not lucky. So bad. It's not our turn to worry about things in the court. Prisoner Zhang, what's the use of worrying about it? The old emperor won't know about it, let alone do it well and live your life well." "Prisoner Chen is quite reasonable." "Why can't I think about it?" "You don't have to worry about the Hou Mansion being implicated and falling into decline." "So what? Without the Hou Mansion, no one in the Chen family would be able to survive. Prisoner Zhang, you really have the potential to tell jokes. To say the least, the Marquis is still leading troops to suppress the rebellion in the north. Why do you think so? Do you think the Hou Mansion has fallen? Do you have inside information?" Chen Guanlou was quite curious. Prisoner Zhang was indeed a little unusual today. He has never underestimated this group of Tianlao people. He has made friends with people from all walks of life, and their information channels are astonishingly wide. Maybe Prisoner Zhang really got inside information. "Lao Zhang, let me tell you if you have any inside information." Xu Fugui bumped the other party with his shoulder. Prisoner Zhang put on a gloomy face, "There is no inside information. Just thinking that someone dared to blow up the altar, obviously going for His Majesty, makes me very uneasy. I have lived for decades, and for the first time This is the first time this happened. Have you heard of anything like this? This is the first time in the country’s three hundred years.” Xu Fugui nodded, "Don't say you have heard of similar things, you dare not even think about it. Prisoner Chen, what about you? You are backed by the Hou Mansion, so you should be well-informed." "In the three hundred years of our reign, nothing like this has happened. However, if you scroll up to the Great Yu Dynasty and look at the history of the Great Yu Dynasty, you will find that mere explosions are nothing. Eight hundred years of great Yu Chao, I haven’t seen any monsters, ghosts or monsters. If you read more history books, nothing is strange.” Chen Guanlou's free and easy attitude affected the two of them.
Xu Fugui was very curious, "Is the Yu Dynasty crazier than what happened today?" "Ten times more crazy." "Then I have to read the history books. Hey, my head hurts as soon as I read the book. I'd better find someone to read to me. Damn, the C-shaped prisons are full of illiterate rough guys. Where should I go now? Find someone to read to me." Xu Fugui looked furious. Prisoner Zhang curiously asked, "The history of the Yu Dynasty exploded, so what are the consequences? What are the consequences after something more terrifying than the explosion happens?" "It's nothing more than changing the emperor, and then continuing to sing and dance to bring peace." Chen Guanlou spread his hands, "History is a cycle. No matter how weird or unbelievable things we encounter now, if you look through the history books, you can find similar cases. Even It is more explosive, more inhumane, and completely beyond the scope of human cognition. However, life is not going on as usual. There is nothing new under the sun. Today there was an explosion at the altar. When I heard it, it was so scary. It exceeded my imagination. I was worried about what I would do in the future. If you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. The worst thing is that if the emperor changes, the sky will remain the same, and the sky of Daqian will not be broken for a while. Even if it is really broken, it has nothing to do with us, the Tiandao people, so we should continue to be jailers and guard the prisoners. Are there no prisoners in the new dynasty? If you think about it this way, it's not difficult to understand, right? " "Hush, don't talk nonsense. The sky will never break if you work hard." Xu Fugui looked nervous. "But the last sentence of Chen the jailer makes sense. No matter whether it is the new dynasty or the old dynasty, prisoners must be imprisoned. Where there are prisoners, there are jailers. Where there are jailers, there are jailers. Haha, our line of work is indeed a century-old iron rice bowl." Xu Fugui was very excited. The face of Zhang the jailer also looked a little better, obviously comforted by Chen Guanlou's words. Yes, the worst is nothing more than changing the emperor. No matter who is the emperor, there will be prisoners and they will need a prison. If there is a prison, there will be jailers. Zhang the jailer took out his pipe. His pipe was much more exquisite than Wang Bantou's pipe, and it was inlaid with gold edges. Xu Fugui teased him, "Do you really need to do that? Don't you have too much money to spend? Use gold to border it, be careful of being stolen." "You know shit! Not only will I inlay it with gold, I will also inlay jewels on it when I have money in the future. After a few decades, this thing can be a family heirloom, passed down from generation to generation." Zhang the jailer vowed, as if what he held in his hand was not a pipe, but a genuine antique heirloom. Hearing this, Chen Guanlou wondered if he should also get a few antiques to pass down as heirlooms. Hey! Wait a minute, he doesn't even have a wife, what family can he pass down.