Chapter 1031: All Pretended

Chen Guanlou had the kitchen prepare a table of wine and dishes, right in the office, eating and drinking with Medical Official Mu.

With the enlightenment of Old Mu, an experienced person, he tried to conduct a self-analysis.

"Indeed a bit arrogant! Always taking it for granted that others should covet me. This problem must be corrected."

"Correct what! Don't correct! Your current state is quite good." Medical Official Mu held his small wine cup, saying one sentence after another. "What position should have what kind of posture. What status should have what kind of bearing.

Master, although in terms of official position you are only a mere Prison Clerk, in terms of status you are a Ninth-Rank martial artist, and behind you is the Hou Fu. You should be mad! You are not an official, not mixing in officialdom, not mixing in the achievements of following the dragon, why pretend to be humble.

Old man has seen people like crucian carp crossing the river for decades, as numerous as cow hair. I tell you, anyone who has ability but is humble, nine out of ten are pretending."

"What about the remaining half?"

"The remaining half, they are all dead!"

Chen Guanlou laughed out loud.

Medical Official Mu shook his finger. "I'm not joking. There is a term called relying on talent to be arrogant. Anyone with talent has an arrogant spirit. I have never seen one who is not arrogant! But why pretend to be humble? Because humility can allow them to gain more benefits, and it is not easy to provoke right and wrong, attracting hatred. Master is not mixing in officialdom, not mixing in the rivers and lakes, only seeking to make a fortune in the Heavenly Prison, not hindering anyone, naturally no need to learn from those who fish for fame and reputation to pretend to be humble."

"Makes some sense!" Chen Guanlou didn't completely agree.

He believed that humility was not entirely pretending; occasionally when self-reflecting, a humble attitude was helpful. For example, he practiced martial arts; blindly arrogant and conceited would often lead to misunderstandings. Occasional humble self-reflection could help him check for omissions and fill in gaps, making his martial arts cultivation more refined.

In officialdom, those who have talent but are humble are not all pretending. They must have learned lessons, summarized, and adjusted their way of dealing with people and things. Humility is an attitude, and also a means of doing things.

Blindly denying humility is not advisable.

"Master doesn't seem to fully agree with old man's analysis?"

Chen Guanlou smiled. "Everything has two sides, advantages and disadvantages. Only talking about disadvantages and utilitarianism is unfair."

"Master's words are reasonable. Old man was also just talking nonsense to enlighten Master. Now it seems Master has thought it through himself. Very good, very good!"

Medical Official Mu looked exceptionally gratified, happy, drinking small wine and singing small songs, his mood was very beautiful.

Chen Guanlou laughed at himself. "The matter has passed, the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come. Drink!"

"Hahaha, drink!"

Chen Guanlou treated Yue Xin as a dream journey and threw it behind his head.

Working according to plan.

Chen Quan reported that the Prince Chujiang had been much quieter during this period, not talking much, and not eating much. Seemingly full of worries.

"The small one is just worried, in case the Prince Chujiang thinks it through and has an accident, it will be hard to explain to the above. So I reported it to the Master, does the Master want to go see?"

"Did he say anything?"

Chen Quan shook his head. "He doesn't talk to us, perhaps he thinks we are vulgar. However, if the Master visits in person, he will definitely be willing to talk to the Master."

"How long has he been in this situation?"

"Since that Miss Yue visited, it's been like this." Chen Quan cautiously mentioned Yue Xin.

Chen Guanlou's face was calm. "Fine, I'll go chat with him later."

Just right, the Hou Fu side was also urging him to get the words out as soon as possible. In the eyes of the noble families, the Prince Chujiang only had this bit of value.

A dignified rebellious Prince, falling to this point, is really sigh-worthy.

Chen Guanlou tidied up, carried a pot of wine and two dishes, and went down to the Jia-sized prison.

The Prince Chujiang had lost weight!

The meat he had gained during his illness in the Ministry of Justice had fallen off again.

Chen Guanlou ordered the prison guards to bring a stool and a low table, put the wine and dishes on the table, and invited the Prince Chujiang to drink across the cell door.

"Wang Ye, you can't go on like this! Don't scare yourself to death before the execution."

"In your eyes, am I really someone who is afraid of death?"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Chen Guanlou drank wine and looked at the other party with a smile. "Since Miss Yue visited you, you have been drinking and eating less, with a worried look. Anyone who sees it will think you are afraid of death. Missing everything in the world, unable to let go, obsession growing, this is normal. But you also have to think about your status, your reputation, you are a famous Prince Chujiang, you can't lose face!"

The Prince Chujiang was furious, picked up the wine cup and drank it in one gulp. "I am not afraid of death, I am just recalling the experiences of these few years, often reflecting."

"Oh? Reflected on what, want to talk about it? Anyway, in your current situation, it's hard to find someone to talk to. I will reluctantly listen to your nagging for a few sentences, just to relieve boredom, how about that?"

"You treat rebellion as relieving boredom?" The Prince Chujiang was furious.

"Whether it's relieving boredom, that depends on how you say it." Chen Guanlou didn't care about the other party's anger at all, smiling. "Wang Ye, have you been to the battlefield and fought in person? Which of your generals is the best at fighting? You say you, with such a big advantage, occupying the right time, place, and people, how did you lose? Could it be that your strategist gave bad ideas?"

"Stop spouting nonsense! On the surface, I occupied the right time, place, and people, but in reality, it's not so. Alas..."

The Prince Chujiang had no one to tell his worries to.

Now that Chen Guanlou took the initiative to lean over, after a few cups of wine, it aroused his desire to confide. He slowly told the experiences of these years.

Chen Guanlou occasionally inserted two sentences, occasionally put a hook, occasionally extended it, and this chat lasted until dark. The wine and dishes were changed twice. Finally, he figured out the Prince Chujiang's generals and the situation of the local government.

On the imperial court side, it was clear that there were officials sending autumn waves to the Prince Chujiang.

But whenever they talked about imperial officials, the Prince Chujiang was very vigilant, subconsciously changing the topic. Even though he drank wine, he still maintained basic vigilance.

Hard to handle!

Actually a guy who doesn't get drunk after a thousand cups.

Chen Guanlou rarely met someone who could drink more than the Prince Chujiang, who could compete with him.

"I am ashamed!" The Prince Chujiang, when his feelings reached the deep, suddenly cried out.

Chen Guanlou silently filled the wine cup.

"I am sorry for the loyal generals under my command, sorry for the Wang Fei and the others, sorry for..."

"You are sorry for everyone, so guilty, just because you lost? You haven't said how you lost, was it insufficient troops, or improper command, or was the strategic deployment wrong from the beginning?"

"All wrong, all wrong." The Prince Chujiang was half-drunk and half-awake, crying and making trouble. "It's all my fault. I harmed everyone! I am guilty!"

A cup of wine, one gulp.

Chen Guanlou was depressed to death, only saying he was guilty, but not saying what specific crime. Could it be that there was a hidden secret in the defeat? ===== CHAPTER 1032 =====