Chapter 1114: Another one went mad

Chen Guanlou personally told Zhao Ji the truth and also told him the date of the execution.

Zhao Ji, upon hearing this, wailed loudly, crying more miserably than if his own father or mother had died.

"I knew that Wang family was cursing me. I should have acted a few years earlier, and I could have known about the gold and silver treasures buried under my house a few years earlier. If I had dug them out earlier, I would have been rich, rich. Aow... I'm not convinced; why can others get rich, but not me. Damn Wang family, cursing me, cursing me... I want to kill the Wang family's entire clan..."

"The Wang family's entire clan was already killed."

"Not enough! They cursed me, harming me out of a fortune that was within reach. The Wang family deserves to die; may they have no descendants..."

Zhao Ji cursed; he roared and cursed in anger for a full stick of incense's time, without repeating himself.

Chen Guanlou saw for the first time that there were so many ways to curse people. It was also the first time he saw that when men cursed, they were three times more fierce than a shrew in the marketplace.

He silently stepped back two steps; he had learned something today.

He raised his voice and roared, "Zhao Ji, you are going to die! Before you die, what do you want to say, what unfulfilled wishes do you have?"

"The Wang family cursed me! I'm not reconciled! Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen, anyway I'm going to die, let me out, give me two days, and I'll go slaughter the rest of the Wang family. Once I've avenged myself, I guarantee I'll come back to the execution ground to die."

"What kind of daydream are you having?" Chen Guanlou was so angry he laughed; Zhao Ji was worthy of being a big freak, "Do you think it's possible?"

"But I'm not reconciled!"

Zhao Ji tore at the wall skin in pain, banging his head against the wall, looking like he wanted to die. It seemed that in his eyes, beheading wasn't scary; not being able to see the treasures under his own house was the scariest.

Moreover, he blamed all his misfortune on the neighbor Wang family next door. He hated them to the bone, wanting not only to exterminate the entire clan but also the entire tribe.

He had gone into a dead end and couldn't listen to any persuasion. He fell into his own delusions, crazy and foolish.

In the end, Zhao Ji, carrying his lack of reconciliation, anger, and the regret of not being able to exterminate the Wang family's entire clan, headed to the execution ground to be beheaded.

Zhao's father and mother cried and shouted and cursed at the execution ground. The son who was originally protected was beheaded again; Heaven is unfair.

Sure enough, like father, like son. This family all loved to go into dead ends.

Chen Guanlou went to check the secret passage under the Zhao family's house; it was under the Zhao family's main hall, less than two zhang deep.

After the incident, it was investigated that the mastermind who sought the Zhao family's house had a fake identity, with fake surnames and names, and only the silver was real. Using silver to pave the way, he actually delayed Zhao Ji for two months.

It is said that just for bribing the Ministry of Justice officials, he spent thousands of taels before and after.

Calculated this way, there were at least tens of thousands of taels of treasure buried in the secret passage. Otherwise, it wouldn't be worth such hard tossing!

Once Zhao Ji's case was settled, Chen Guanlou was busy cleaning up the Grade C prison.

For those whose crimes weren't serious, he urged the Ministry of Justice to judge them quickly. Those who should be fined should be fined, those who should be released should be released, and those who should be exiled should be arranged to be exiled quickly. The Grade C prison didn't need so many prisoners occupying the latrine without shitting.

Xu Fugui was melancholy; collecting money was such a good thing, how could Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen dislike having too many prisoners.

"Are we not making money?"

"How much money can we make? With so many people crowded into the narrow Heavenly Prison, and in such hot weather, an epidemic will break out sooner or later. The number of deaths this month has exceeded the standard again. If you keep dying like this, don't you want your life!"

Chen Guanlou criticized sternly; Xu Fugui's habit of looking only at money was not good. Making money also depends on the time and needs to be adjusted according to the reality.

"Where in the Heavenly Prison do people not die," Xu Fugui muttered, "Besides, Physician Mu isn't just a display."

"Physician Mu can't stop an epidemic either!" Chen Guanlou forcefully suppressed the other party and waved his hand, driving the person away. He made his attitude clear: this matter was not negotiable.

Xu Fugui looked regretful, instantly having the illusion that his money bag had been stolen.

He decided to seize the time to find a few more rich prisoners to collect money, and collect double.

Rich prisoners: Truly had eight lifetimes of bad luck!

In the Grade A prison, there were official prisoners who couldn't bear the long-term prison life, and in despair, without the guts to commit suicide, they chose to go mad.

Chen Quan reported the situation, "This subordinate is clumsy and can't persuade him. Does Master want to go and persuade him?"

If this kind of thing happened in the Grade C prison, Chen Guanlou would say, let the other party go die quickly, die as far away as possible.

Changing to the Grade A prison, he had to make a trip personally and try to persuade him.

Every official prisoner in the Grade A prison belonged to high-quality assets. He was always polite and thoughtful to high-quality assets. He didn't mind making a few more trips.

The mad prisoner was surnamed Niu, and had been locked up for three years because of a failure in political struggle.

Three years was short, but also very long.

At first, Niu was full of confidence, having a kind of mysterious confidence that he would get out sooner or later. Because of this, he adapted well in the Heavenly Prison, not only reading and writing articles but also not forgetting to exercise his body, hoping to rise again as soon as possible after getting out of prison, so as not to drag his feet because of a weak body.

In a blink of an eye, three years passed.

Niu went from full of confidence at the beginning, to self-doubt, and then to despair; this mental journey took more than a year. The torment in it was hard for others to understand.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore; he started to go mad, started to exile himself. He was desperate; he no longer expected to get out in this life. Even if he really got out one day, he didn't expect to be able to rise again.

"I'm finished, finished! Hahaha... I'm completely finished!"

He sat on the bed board, shaking his head, repeating the three words "I'm finished." No matter who called him, he had no reaction. Either he banged his head against the wall, or he squatted in the corner for several days without eating or drinking.

Chen Quan was worried about an accident, so he reported the situation.

Chen Guanlou knocked on the cell door twice, the dull sound pouring directly into Niu's ears, brain, unable to escape.

"Old Niu, stand up, walk over, let me see if you are going to die."

"I'm finished, I'm finished, finished..."

"Old Niu!"

Chen Guanlou's voice was like a sharp blade, stabbing directly into Niu's brain.

Niu was stunned, tilting his head to look at Chen Guanlou, but his eyes had no focus, his soul didn't know where it had run off to.

"Old Niu!" He called out again, an aura pouring into the other party's body.

"Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen!?" After a good while, Niu came back to his senses, his movements and language appearing very slow. He knocked on his own head, "What happened to me, why is my head so painful."

"You banged your head against the wall, and it's not a copper wall or iron wall, of course it hurts."

"Why did I do that?" Niu didn't understand; he stood up, looked around, looking puzzled, "Right, Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen, is my situation about to die? I feel that these days, I'm a bit not quite right, my heart is heavy. You let Physician Mu take a look at me, how many more days can I live." ===== CHAPTER 1115 =====