Chapter 1049: Suggest Dying Outside

Chen Guanlou would not take the life or death of everyone in the Yi-sized prison to heart. As long as it didn't delay him making money, it didn't matter if they all died.

The Ministry of Justice sent people to investigate, but he didn't even show up, letting Zhang Zhang Yuli Miao deal with it himself.

The territory had long been clearly divided; he only managed the Jia-sized prison and the Bing-sized prison.

Zhang Zhang Yuli Miao looked miserable, wanting to open his mouth to ask for help several times, but was diverted by Chen Guanlou. He decisively went down to the Jia-sized prison to patrol the cells.

Chen Quan reported a situation: "Prince Chujiang's diet is irregular; he has eaten very little in the past two days."

"Has Medical Officer Mu checked?"

"Checked, the body is fine. It's possible that his mind is too heavy."

Chen Guanlou went to visit Prince Chujiang.

A few days ago, official personnel finally came to the prison to visit Prince Chujiang, chatting for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense. According to Chen Quan's report, since then, Prince Chujiang had been unusually quiet, speaking less, and having fewer demands; now even his diet was less.

Looking miserable all day, he was really worried about an accident.

"Your Highness, are you going on a hunger strike?" Chen Guanlou asked directly in front of Prince Chujiang.

Prince Chujiang heard the movement and came back to his senses. "So it's Prison Warden Chen. This King has no thoughts of a hunger strike; why do you have such a question?"

"The prison guard reported that your diet is irregular and your mind is heavy, worried that something might happen to you. So I came to see. Your Highness, have you encountered any difficulties, or do you have any requests? Just say it; if it can be done, it will definitely be done for you." Just don't die in the cell.

Prince Chujiang looked enlightened. "The weather is hot..."

"The cell is not hot. Not only is it not hot, but it is also very cool!" Chen Guanlou reminded the other party, saying that if you speak, you should have some factual basis, don't just talk nonsense.

Prince Chujiang was a bit embarrassed. "This King never thought about a hunger strike, nor did I think about dying."

"That's good! If you really want to die, say so in advance. I'll find a way to try to let you die outside."

"Can you let this King out of prison?" Prince Chujiang was instantly excited, his expression becoming lively; compared to the dead-as-a-doornail look before, he was much more vivid.

"Are you daydreaming? What kind of person am I? What ability do I have to let you out of prison? I just said, let you die outside."

Prince Chujiang looked disappointed, happy for nothing.

Chen Guanlou waved his hand, letting the other party lean closer. "Your Highness, tell me the truth, have you thought about committing suicide?"

Prince Chujiang opened his mouth, seeming very hesitant, and it took a long time before he said: "This King is not clear either. Perhaps you are right; this King really might face being sliced to death."

"You got the news?" Chen Guanlou was very curious; the previous official personnel came to visit—could it be that they were talking about being sliced to death?

Prince Chujiang grabbed a handful of hair, looking very irritable. "The Emperor wants to show off his military achievements, and this King is the best sacrifice. He wants to imitate the late Emperor's heaven-worship and slice this King to death to offer to heaven. This King is a clansman; he has such a vicious heart. Treating clansmen with such cold-blooded means—he's really not afraid of bearing the world's infamy!"

"You are a clansman, but also a rebel. Slicing a rebel is justified. Moreover, he is very conceited; even if he bears infamy, he will still go his own way. He and the late Emperor are worthy of being father and son; they both have the same stinky temper."

Chen Guanlou's words made the muscles on Prince Chujiang's cheeks twitch.

"This King is not convinced!"

"Useless! You are a prisoner in a cage, fish and meat, only able to be slaughtered."

"This King doesn't want to die."

"Daydreaming!" Chen Guanlou didn't care whether the other party could bear it, only stimulating him.

Prince Chujiang held his head. "If this King is really sliced to death, this King would rather commit suicide."

"I said, if you want to commit suicide, say so in advance. I'll find a way to let you die outside."

"What way, how to die outside? Speak clearly." Prince Chujiang grabbed the prison bars, his expression looking very urgent.

What other way could there be? Of course, it was the ever-effective illness.

"You are sick, sick to the point of almost dying. The Heavenly Prison environment is harsh and not conducive to recuperation. We can only transfer you out and find another suitable place to settle you. How do you feel about this method?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Chujiang was overjoyed. "This method is very good! When can it be handled?"

"Are you sure you want to die?" Chen Guanlou asked solemnly, expressionless. "If you don't die, this method is invalid. Only if you are sure you want to die will I take this method. Otherwise, everyone will suffer. And don't dream about escaping from prison; there's no chance. You, who are seriously ill, simply cannot get out of bed. Not acting, but truly unable to get out of bed."

Prince Chujiang was dumbfounded, looking confused.

Chen Guanlou sneered; he knew Prince Chujiang wasn't holding back any good farts. This old guy actually still dreamed of escaping from prison.

"If you escape from prison, your relatives and old friends will all be buried with you, without exception. If you die generously, some of them might still live!"

Prince Chujiang's face changed unpredictably, his expression shifting between sad and happy, laughing at the sky one moment and crying with his head down the next. His emotions were changeable; he was simply a middle-aged man with unstable emotions.

Such a person was actually a hero for a time, resisting the imperial court's army for several years, occupying half of the country, and stirring up the world's situation. It was simply too incredible!

A person with unstable emotions—how could he command tens of thousands of troops, how could he win one battle after another?

Can't figure it out!

"Must this King die?"

"Yes!" Chen Guanlou nodded. "Must die! Your Highness, you are a hero for a time; how can you be afraid of death? What about your image, where did your courage and bravery go?"

"Stop trying to bewitch this King!" Prince Chujiang was ashamed and angry. "This King has never lacked courage and bravery, but this is two different things from whether I am afraid of death."

"How can it be two different things? Fighting will kill people. A person who is afraid of death—how can he fight a war well, how can he win? Your Highness, you are truly crazy, talking nonsense all day!"

"You you you..." Prince Chujiang was furious, pointing at him and wanting to curse.

Chen Guanlou took the lead. "Could it be that the person who really commanded the war was not Your Highness? Could it be that Your Highness is just a banner, just a decoration? You are just a seal; wherever it is needed, you go and stamp it?"

"Nonsense! Slander! You are slandering this King!" Prince Chujiang was furious, turning around in the cell in a hurry.

Chen Guanlou laughed. "Your Highness, don't be angry; anger hurts the liver. If you have any unfinished business, just tell me; when you are about to die, you can be calm.

Regarding dying outside, consider it carefully. Whenever you have considered it clearly, just say so, and I will handle it. However, this matter must be done quickly; it's not far from the autumn sacrifice. If it's late, you won't be able to die, and you can only go to the execution ground to suffer a thousand cuts."

"Chen Guanlou, you are bullying people too much!" Prince Chujiang roared.

Chen Guanlou waved his hand. "Your Highness, you don't understand my good intentions now; I can understand. In a few days, when you think it through, you will know that in the last moments of your life, the only person who treats you sincerely is me. I don't care about your slip of the tongue, but I hope there won't be a next time!" ===== CHAPTER 1050 =====