Chapter 1120

What kind of matter is this!

Originally, he wanted to counsel someone.

After persuading him, Master Niu became even more desperate.

Chen Guanlou was also convinced; he had never been so frustrated.

Taking advantage of the wine being delivered, he persuaded Master Niu to drink the wine before crying.

"Drink some wine and relax. You've just been holding it in for too long, like a taut bowstring; too tight, and it's easy to break. People need to know how to regulate their own moods and learn to counsel themselves. Let me tell you, anyone who enters the Heavenly Prison must learn a few skills. First, find joy in suffering; second, be good at comforting yourself; third, be blindly optimistic and upward. Only in this way can these days be lived."

This is different from imprisonment in later generations.

In later generations, at least you know how many years you are serving and when you can get out.

The prisoner officials in the Grade-A prison are all unclear. They don't know how long they will be in prison, and they don't know whether they are waiting for beheading, exile, or imprisonment.

There is no definite statement.

Everyone is waiting!

Waiting for the sword hanging over their heads to fall. Whether dead or alive, at least give a definite word.

The Ministry of Justice also wants to give these prisoner officials a quick end, but many times, they don't have the final say on many cases. It has to be the palace, it has to be the imperial court that has the final say.

In this regard, the prisoners in the Grade-C prison are much luckier. Once they enter the Heavenly Prison, in as short as three to five months, or as long as a year, the verdict will come down. Whether to be imprisoned or released, executed or exiled, it is all clear.

Basically, there are no prisoners who have been held in prison for seven or eight years or ten years without clarity.

Therefore, the Grade-C prison is also the one where prisoners are updated the fastest. After a period of time, a batch of faces can be changed. Before the prisoner's name can be matched with the face, a new batch has been changed.

Master Niu rolled on the bed board, his heart feeling uncomfortable. Wine couldn't solve his worries either.

He suddenly sat up, "Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen, could you help me go to the Ministry of Justice and ask about my case, what exactly is the situation? I can pay."

"You are just wasting money. What kind of statement can the Ministry of Justice have? It's nothing more than waiting. Waiting for when the imperial court thinks of you, waiting for when your classmates, fellow villagers, or teachers think of you, waiting for when your luck turns around. It's useless! Just stay in the Heavenly Prison with peace of mind."

"This official is worried that I won't be able to persist until the end."

When Chen Guanlou heard this, he thought he needed to increase the dosage; Master Niu was not lightly ill.

"You have to believe in yourself. Studying for the imperial examinations was so difficult, and you walked through it. What is mere imprisonment compared to that."

"But I want a result. Either let me die, let me be exiled, or give me a statement. I don't want to continue being held in the Heavenly Prison so unclearly; at least give me a quick end."

Master Niu's request is also reasonable.

In fact, many prisoner officials in the Heavenly Prison have similar thoughts: just give me a quick end.

It's just that others are good at enduring, enduring what ordinary people cannot endure, in order to achieve great things.

Master Niu's endurance is clearly insufficient, his psychology is fragile, so he couldn't hold it in anymore. He just wanted a result. For this reason, the whole person went into a state of obsession, crazy and foolish!

"Just seeking a result?"

"Yes! Seeking a result. Even if it's beheading, I accept it. Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen, help me, will you? One thousand taels of silver, how about it?"

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows; he hadn't accepted a commission for a thousand taels of silver for many years.

Seeing that Master Niu was half-dead, he would work hard and make a trip.

"Fine! I'll ask the Ministry of Justice for you, but I don't guarantee a result. It's also possible that it will catalyze a bad result. For example, what was originally imprisonment might become exile or even beheading because of this question. Don't cry to heaven and earth then, saying I delayed you."

"Rest assured, I can bear any consequence and will never blame you."

"You speak nicely now; just don't turn against me in the end."

Chen Guanlou joked casually.

After receiving the money, he took the time to go to the Ministry of Justice to have tea with Sun Daoning.

When Sun Daoning saw him, it couldn't be called impatience, but there was definitely no welcome.

"On a hot day, with nothing to do, why are you running to the Ministry of Justice instead of serving well in the Heavenly Prison? This official doesn't remember any important prisoners."

"Entrusted by others, I am loyal to the matter. Someone is going crazy in the prison cell, so I ran to you to find an antidote."

"This official has no antidote! If they go crazy, let them go crazy; just let me know if they die." Sun Daoning looked impatient; he would not be polite to the prisoner officials in the prison.

"Don't be like that! Saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda! Occasionally doing good deeds can be considered accumulating merit for yourself. Come, take a look at this file; what is the situation with this person, can you give a statement?"

Sun Daoning snorted and reluctantly flipped through the file to take a look.

"Him? The case is temporarily shelved, continue to hold him; is there any problem?"

"Could it be that he is just going to be held unclearly like this forever? Whether dead or alive, at least give a statement!" Chen Guanlou tapped the table, hoping the other party would put in some effort and not fool him with official jargon.

Sun Daoning laughed in anger, "He wants to die, this official can fulfill his wish. Tomorrow I will cross out his name and send him directly to the execution ground. If he wants to live, you tell him to behave himself and stop doing all these things."

Chen Guanlou cleaned his ears, "Can you elaborate?"

Sun Daoning took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Prisoners like him, to use your words, are cannon fodder. As cannon fodder, one must have the awareness of cannon fodder: be quiet and behave oneself. Making a scene all day long, afraid that others won't remember him. Hmph! Remembering him is his death date. If they don't remember him, he can still live, understand?"

"Understood!" Chen Guanlou nodded.

The factional struggle is still continuing, and both sides are fighting in a stalemate.

Master Niu being locked in the Heavenly Prison is actually a good thing; being far from the battlefield gives him a chance to survive.

If he insists on seeking a sense of presence, both sides will find him an eyesore, and then there will only be a dead end; there will be no second result.

"Is there a specific deadline? It can't be an indefinite imprisonment like this."

"How would this official have any deadline! If I knew the deadline, I would have already become the Prime Minister; why would I need to listen to your chatter here." Sun Daoning was furious; this was rubbing salt into his wounds.

Knowing full well that his qualifications are limited and he cannot climb to the highest position, he keeps asking all these things. Truly hateful.

Chen Guanlou looked at the other party's angry appearance and laughed instead, "Old Sun, this position is tailor-made for you; don't be dissatisfied. If you changed positions, with your personality and temper, you might not be able to handle it. You might even be played around by others.

Take the Ministry of Works, for example; it's full of all kinds of connections and involves multiple factions. Can you handle it? Just one Xiao Changsheng is enough to give you a headache. And the Ministry of Personnel, that's even more incredible; with your small stature, you wouldn't be enough for them to drink a pot.

This place, the Ministry of Justice, is good; everyone knows it's a bitter job, there are few connections, which is conducive to your management. Don't be ungrateful and dream of going further. I'll tell you clearly: the Ministry of Justice is your lucky place; anywhere else would be fatal!"

"Is it really prosperous for me?" Sun Daoning was half-believing.

"It definitely prospers you!"