The three camps withdrew from the capital, the Wucheng Bingmasi returned to the arena, and the capital gradually restored order. The gate of the Tianlao was wide open, and the jailers could go home. The new emperor has not been determined yet, but this has little to do with ordinary people. No matter who is the emperor, the taxes must be paid and the corvée must be performed. Even the grain price in the capital is so unmoved that it has not dropped a penny. The people are almost starving to death, and the court has not intervened. So, how much difference can there be between the new emperor and the old emperor? Chen Guanlou went home with a pot of wine and half a catty of braised meat. After many days, the house is too dirty to look at. It is mainly because the wind in the capital is strong in spring, and it blows every day, and a layer of sand and soil accumulates on the tabletops of the house. Fetch water for a big cleaning and light a fire. He should ask two jailers to come and help with the cleaning, and at most give them a little money. It's decided, I'll do it this way next time. I said hello to Chunxiang's house next door. Chunxiang was not at home. The Marquis's Mansion needed a temporary worker and she had been there for several days.
Chen Guanlou asked Dawang, "Why did your mother go to the Marquis' Mansion? It's not a festival, and there's no banquet." "My mother said that someone in the Marquis' Mansion committed a crime and implicated a whole series of people. The two ladies seemed to have made a dirty move. The Marquis' Mansion was short of people, so my mother went to fill in." "Did they say who committed the crime?" "They did, but I don't remember." Dawang said as a matter of course. Chen Guanlou bent his finger and flicked the other person's forehead, "You only remember to eat. Do you want to work in the Marquis' Mansion?" "My mother said I can't. With my brain, I will only get into trouble if I go to the Marquis' Mansion. My mother wants me to work in the Marquis' Mansion as an apprentice and learn a craft." "It's time to learn a craft. With a skill, you will never go hungry." "But I don't want to learn a craft, let alone be an apprentice." "Then what do you want to do?" "I want to be a messenger like you, Brother Lou, and be powerful." "Call me uncle!" Chen Guanlou frowned. "You are only a few years older than me, why do you call me uncle?" "You want to be a messenger, right? Call me uncle and I will help you." "Really?" "When have I ever lied to you?" "Uncle Lou, you really help me." Da Wang is so good at taking advantage of others. Chen Guanlou laughed, "My dear nephew, you want to be a policeman, but you are not old enough. But you can try to be a hanger-on first. In two years, when you are old enough, you can find a way to be a policeman." "Can I be a hanger-on now?" "It means learning some skills, not much money, getting up early and going to bed late every day, are you willing?"
"I am willing!" Dawang said loudly. "You have to think clearly. Don't just think about the thief eating meat, but don't see the thief being beaten. It's not easy to be a hanger-on. You will definitely be wronged. Pretending to be a grandson is a necessary skill, and you have to flatter and fawn. Can you bear this?" Chen Guanlou asked with a smile. Da Wang seemed to have made up his mind, "I can do it! Uncle Lou, please help me. Every day I either follow my father or my mother to do odd jobs. I didn't make any money, didn't learn any skills, and suffered a lot of anger. After two years of being a hanger-on, I can officially become a clerk. It's just bending over and serving as a grandson. I can do it." "Okay! It's good to have this determination. In a few days, when I have some free time, I will find someone to take care of you for two days so that you can adapt. If you can bear this hardship, I will officially get you a job as a hanger-on, so that you can learn how to do things from others in the government office." "Thank you, Uncle Lou! Uncle Lou, you sit down. I'm good at cleaning. I'll do it. How can I let you get tired? Uncle Lou, do you want some tea? I'll make you a pot of tea..." Da Wang instantly turned into a snail girl, contracted all the sanitation work, and cleaned Chen's house inside and out. After that, he didn't eat, didn't ask for any reward, closed the courtyard door and left consciously. Chen Guanlou looked at this little bastard, it seems that he can really do the job of a hanger-on. If you do a good job, you won't have any problem finding a job as a clerk in the future. The house is clean and comfortable inside and outside. Drinking a little wine and eating snacks, life is plain but peaceful and beautiful. Humming a little tune, clapping the beat, enjoying yourself. Bang, bang, bang, the gate of the courtyard was slammed hard. Chen Guanlou glanced at the sky. It was pitch black. Why would anyone come to see him at this time? He had already said hello to the prison. Even if the sky falls, he would have to wait until tomorrow morning. He got up to open the gate. As soon as the door opened, a figure fell in. Madam Pan? ! He looked at the person in his arms and never expected it to be Madam Pan. He quickly carried the person back to the house, placed her on the bed, and poured half a cup of hot water. After waiting for a while, the other party woke up slowly, but his face was as pale as snow. "What's the matter? How could you..." Chen Guanlou gently stroked the other party's cheek, too many questions. How did Madam Pan enter the palace, what did she do after entering the palace, and how did she leave the palace. The current situation is clearly poisoning. She herself is an expert in using poisons, but she was poisoned. "Are you poisoned? Can it be cured? How can I help you?" Madam Pan grabbed his hand, looked at him infatuatedly with tears in her eyes, shook her head slowly, and uttered a few words with difficulty, "It's too late. The capital is very big, but I can only come to you. Hold me tight." Chen Guanlou picked her up and held her in his arms, "Are you still cold?" Madam Pan smiled, "Not cold anymore!" She raised her hand and fell on his cheek, "The thing I regret most is that I didn't meet you earlier in this life." Chen Guanlou smiled at her, "It's not too late now." "It's too late!" Madam Pan said weakly, "Everything is too late." "Tell me, who poisoned you? Is there really no cure? I know a master of detoxification. He has an ancestral detoxification pill in his hand. He can cure any poison." "It's useless. I am an expert in using poison myself, I..." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and little bits of blood fell on his clothes. "I'm sorry for staining your clothes." "How long have you been, and you are still saying this?" Chen Guanlou wiped the corners of her mouth with a hot towel, "Is it really hopeless?"
Madam Pan shook her head, "It's too late." "Did Boss Qi do it? Where is he? I will take you to find him." "He, others... don't go looking for him, you are no match for him. He is actually... his identity is actually..." "What is it?" Mrs. Pan's eyes widened, and Chen Guanlou saw the fear that penetrated her bones. She is afraid of Boss Qi. Until death, I dare not say a word about Boss Qi’s true identity. Chen Guanlou was unwilling to give in and pinched Mrs. Pan's mandible. "I know you sneaked into the palace. What did you do in the palace? Does the death of the old emperor have anything to do with you? Did Boss Qi arrange for you to enter? Palace, this is what I ordered you to do.” "You, you actually know." "Of course I know, I know everything. Tell me, tell me all the truth. I will judge for myself whether I am Boss Qi's opponent. I cherish my life more than anyone else. You don't have to worry that I will attack a stone with an egg and overestimate my own capabilities. Tell me! Madam Pan, for the sake of our friendship these days, can you tell me?"