"You actually rejected me?" Yu Zhaoan couldn't believe it. A small jailer actually had the courage to reject his support. It was obvious that he didn't know what was good for him and didn't know how to be shameless. Immediately, his face fell. As a third-grade warrior, Chen Guanlou felt like a mountain was pressing down on his head, unable to move. He felt an invisible force, full of strong murderous intent and malice, that could tear him apart at any time. This force was always lingering around him. He didn't dare to move, couldn't move, and didn't dare to resist. Once he resisted, his secret would be exposed. He supported his body and tried his best to resist the pressure brought by this force. Sweat was pouring down his forehead, but he never bowed his head. He only thought in his heart, is this the strength of a third-grade warrior? When will he have such a powerful force? Random thoughts dispersed the pressure, and even though the muscles on his face were deformed, he didn't bow his head. In an instant, the power that could tear him apart that was lingering around him completely disappeared. He was relieved, holding the wall and breathing hard, feeling that his lungs were about to explode.
At least he was alive. "This is my anger, and also my strength. You ungrateful dog. You are indeed a lowly jailer, who refuses delicacies and insists on eating coarse grains." Yu Zhaoan was furious and cursed. The dignified Right Censor-in-Chief was barking like a mad dog whose tail was stepped on. Chen Guanlou covered his chest, felt the beating of life, and slowly stood up, "Why is Lord Yu so angry and arguing with a jailer like me? I am ungrateful and shameless. But, Lord Yu, aren't you curious why I am unwilling to follow you?" "Fish eyes and pearls, naturally don't know gold and jade." Yu Zhaoan cursed fiercely. Chen Guanlou laughed, "I'm afraid of you!" He roared angrily: "Look at what you look like now. Just because I refused your support, you want to kill me. Let me ask you, if I follow you, I am not a god, I will definitely make mistakes, and there will definitely be times when I will anger you. Others say that you have a bad temper and are stubborn. I made a mistake, you can forgive me once or twice, can you forgive me five or eight times? Instead of gambling on your conscience, it is better to refuse from the beginning, at least you can save your life. I refuse, not because I don't know what is good for me, but because I just want to live." "You..." Yu Zhaoan never expected that Chen Guanlou would have the courage to challenge him. However, the reasons given by the other party seemed to be irrefutable. He knows his temper better than anyone else. He is irritable, powerful, and either dies or is disabled when he attacks. He never thinks he is wrong, and anyone who dies in his hands deserves it. However, the first time someone said in front of him that he was afraid of him, afraid of death, and unwilling to follow him, Yu Zhaoan was a little stunned. Because he had never thought that someone would give up a bright future because of fear. "Ridiculous! What's good about being a jailer? It's lowly, degenerate, and all trash deserves to be despised. As long as you follow me, I dare not say that you will have a bright future, but at least your status will rise. When you go to the local area, local officials will have to serve you as a master." Yu Zhaoan was not talking nonsense. As a dignified censor, there is no need to make up nonsense to fool a jailer. He respects Chen Guanlou, but he only respects him, not to the point of needing to fool him. "But I just want to stay in the capital. I don't have big ambitions, I just want to live a stable life." "You deserve to be a jailer for life."
Chen Guanlou:... The other party must be angry and embarrassed. He was rejected by a jailer. It was a great shame. He didn't care about the other party and left with a smile. Yu Zhaoan felt ashamed, but he refused to accept Chen Guanlou's reason. Afraid of him? ! Since you are afraid of him, you should please him and serve him well. Instead of going against him. A small jailer dares to go against him, hum! Chen Guanlou knew it well and refused Yu Zhaoan's support. He was afraid that he would be in trouble when Yu Zhaoan got out in the future. But he was not afraid! Yu Zhaoan was a mad dog. The best way to deal with a mad dog is to kill it and not let it continue to bite people. "The prisoner in cell 23 died." Xiao Jin ran to report. Chen Guanlou stood up suddenly, "What happened? The person was fine, why did he die?" What you fear will come true. Although cell 23 is not under his jurisdiction, the people above don't care about it. Everyone who is on duty will be held responsible. "No one knows." Chen Guanlou hurried to cell 23. The prisoner was lying on his back on the ground, holding his breath for a long time. Xiao Jin whispered in his ear: "The Ministry of Revenue officials have no background or support, or their support is not strong. If you need it, I will go and find out who did it." "How did he die? Can you tell?" Chen Guanlou has been working in Tianlao for such a long time, and he has seen a limited number of dead people, which means that his experience is limited. At this moment, his shallow experience can't tell the cause of death of the prisoner in cell 23. Xiao Jin whispered in Chen Guanlou's ear with his back to him: "If nothing unexpected happens, he should have died of starvation and then gluttony." Chen Guanlou was obviously stunned for a moment, "Man-made?" Xiao Jin nodded. This situation must be man-made. Obviously someone wants to deal with the prisoner in cell 23. First starve him to death, and then give him a big meal. There is no need to do it yourself, and you can perfectly solve the target. If the higher-ups investigate, just say that the prisoner choked to death, and you can get away with it. Even if the coroner comes, he can only come to a conclusion that he died of gluttony or choking. "Prisoner No. 23 is just an insignificant official, and his case is not complicated. Why put him to death? Go and find out what the inside story is. Although it is not our jurisdiction, we can't be deaf and blind and let others play with us like monkeys." Chen Guanlou handled it calmly. The person is dead. What needs to be done now is, first, to deal with the aftermath, and second, to find out the reason. Third, what to do next depends on the reason. Even if he sits on the sidelines, he must know the reason. "Don't worry, Boss Chen. I'll ask someone right away." Soon, the servants moved the body away, and the onlookers dispersed, doing what they had to do. It was normal for a prisoner to die in Tianlao. What's more, the person who died was an insignificant person, and it was estimated that the higher-ups would not ask about it.
Xiao Jin was quite steady, and there was news the next day. The prisoner in cell 23 died because of the four words "kill the chicken to scare the monkey." "Kill the chicken to scare the monkey?" Chen Guanlou was a little surprised. "That's right! He took a deep breath and asked, "Who is the monkey?" Xiao Jin had already found out the inside story, and said, "The prisoner in cell 27." "Li Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, it turned out to be him." Chen Guanlou was a little confused.