Chapter 1011

"You kid, silently, you can always accomplish great things." The head steward patted Chen Guanlou on the shoulder, feeling very gratified. Immediately after, he frowned again and shouted, "A loss, a huge loss!"

"Where is the loss?"

"With this calligraphy, if you don't study and take the imperial examination, isn't it a huge loss? You, you, always hiding in the Heavenly Prison, what's the point. Tomorrow, this old man will report to the Heir, let him hire a great Confucian to teach you carefully for seven or eight years, and then take the imperial examination. Just based on this calligraphy, even if you can't get a good ranking, getting a degree is not a problem."

"Don't talk nonsense, old man. I'm doing fine in the Heavenly Prison, and I won't take the imperial examination even if I die. You should quickly give up this thought and focus on cultivating kids who are willing to take the imperial examination."

Chen Guanlou waved his hands repeatedly.

Taking the imperial examination and then being a dog for the Emperor, is he crazy?

Although, he is eating the public's food in the Heavenly Prison, nominally he is also a dog for the Emperor, but essentially there is a difference. Taking the imperial examination really requires licking. Not only licking, but licking with flavor and unique postures.

Just thinking about it is disgusting.

He works in the Heavenly Prison, only needing to have a good relationship with Sun Daoning, without needing to lick, only needing a combination of interests, and life is wonderful.

He would have to be crazy to leave the good life in the Heavenly Prison and go take the imperial examination.

As for social status, who dares to discriminate against a Ninth-Rank warrior? Who?

Do you dare to stand out?

No one stands out, which means no one discriminates!

"You, you, you..." The head steward was so angry that his face turned blue, looking like he hated that iron could not become steel, and he was so angry that he had heart pain.

"You should quickly drink a cup of tea and calm down. I say, is it necessary? The Hou Fu has a big family and a big business, with plenty of people gathered around the Hou Fu, shining and heating for the Hou Fu, one more of me is not much, one less of me is not little. Don't worry about me. In this life, I will just hide in the Heavenly Prison and not leave."

"Useless!"

"What do I need such great success for? Kneeling in the Golden Palace every day, three kowtows and nine bows, shouting long live three times? Crazy! Isn't it cheap!"

"You... summer insects cannot speak of ice!" The head steward scolded angrily.

Chen Guanlou laughed happily and hurriedly comforted: "Yes, yes, yes, I am a summer insect, cannot speak of ice. So, you should quickly give up on me, don't keep thinking about letting me get promoted and rich, letting me take the imperial examination.

If I had the ability to take the imperial examination, I would have done it long ago. But I am really not the material for studying, believe me. I know myself better than anyone, I know what kind of virtue I have, what I can do and what I cannot do.

What you expect is all what I cannot do, really. Not nonsense, all are words from the lungs!

Just look at this broken mouth of mine, can I get promoted and rich? If I go to the local area, without half a year, I can offend all the local officials! With this broken mouth of mine, standing in the Golden Palace, I can make the Emperor angry to death, do you believe it? Whoever takes me as an apprentice will eventually become a master-apprentice enmity, becoming a scandal in the scholarly world. Don't expect to be famous throughout the world, not leaving a bad reputation for ten thousand years is already not bad."

The head steward was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Watching the other party talk non-stop, he suddenly realized, yes, if he really wanted to get a degree, I'm afraid he wouldn't have gotten the degree yet, and would have left a bad reputation for ten thousand years first. As for standing in the Golden Palace, whether he would make the Emperor angry to death, he didn't dare to think, and didn't dare to try. If he really made him angry to death, then...

As for offending colleagues, these are all basic operations.

Hey!

A sigh!

There is a regret and loss of entering a treasure mountain but returning empty-handed.

Chen Guanlou is a treasure mountain, but... let's not talk about it!

It's infuriating!

"If you had a little bit of ambition, you wouldn't be like this." The head steward still couldn't help but complain.

"Ambition, this thing, must be stopped in moderation. Too much ambition is not necessarily a good thing." Chen Guanlou persuaded, "Another thing, you work in the Hou Fu, what you see are princes and nobles, with a bright future, starting at the Fifth Rank. So you don't understand the needs of us little people, don't understand our psychology.

We don't need to start at the Fifth Rank, we can't handle it! We have a Ninth-Rank job, we can live a very good life, without needing to please or lick above, and can show off our power below. This position is the most wonderful, wonderful beyond words!"

The head steward was half-believing.

Chen Guanlou then asked him, "Who lives the most comfortably in the Hou Fu? Think carefully, is it the masters of the Hou Fu, or the servants and maids below, or some inconspicuous people in the middle?"

The head steward couldn't help but ponder, "If you want to say who lives the most comfortably, it's nothing more than some scraps, but also small stewards who won't be ignored. No need to meet the masters above, no need to be scolded and angered by the masters, no need to take responsibility. No need to do hard labor below, no need to suffer. The income is also quite good, not worrying about food and drink. The future of children, relying on their own connections in the Hou Fu, can also be solved."

"So I said, a Ninth-Rank job for little people is just right, good enough to be better! Ambition reaches this step, it's almost enough. Climbing further up, it's not just a matter of money, intrigue, fighting for power, that life is definitely not comfortable, and even carries the risk of losing one's life."

"You really know how to summarize!"

"I am not only good at summarizing, I am also good at observing." Chen Guanlou said with a smile, "Through my observation, my current position is the most comfortable position. Don't help me change it, I won't change it even if I die."

"Hmph! If you don't nod, no one will change your position." The head steward felt a bit stifled.

Chen Guanlou smiled, "Don't talk about me, talk about the Marquis. Is the Marquis returning to the capital?"

Upon hearing this, the head steward sighed, all of which was a sense of powerlessness towards the situation.

"The Prince of Chu lost too quickly. I thought he could hold on for another year, who would have thought... The situation was excellent before, making a big noise, I thought he was a hero. I didn't expect it just looked like one. He didn't even dare to commit suicide, so he was captured without a fight.

If he hadn't been captured without a fight, the troops under his command could have continued to fight. If he had died, it would have been a good thing, with loyal subordinates to avenge him. Now, he was captured without a fight, what do you call this? There is no room for operation at all."

When the head steward talked about the Prince of Chu, he was full of anger, letting down everyone's expectations.

The living Prince of Chu is only valuable to the Emperor.

The dead Prince of Chu, except for the Emperor, is valuable to everyone.

But the Prince of Chu didn't die at the critical moment, and the personal guards around him didn't know how to help, helping him commit suicide.

Hey!

Time and fate!

Heaven's fate let the Prince of Chu survive, so the situation fell into a side favorable to the Emperor.

Chen Guanlou ate the braised beef and drank the small wine, "It's not easy to let the Prince of Chu die. Halfway..."

"It's useless! Only the Prince of Chu who died on the battlefield is valuable. The Prince of Chu who died on the way to the capital is worthless!" The head steward said with bad tone.

These nobles and aristocratic families are not kind people.

If killing could solve the problem, they would have done it long ago.

Precisely because killing has no value, they are worried!