Chapter 152: Disciplining the newcomer according to the rules

Early in the morning, Chen Guanxin came to the Heavenly Prison to report; today was his first day on duty. By the way, his name now was Li Xin, Li being his mother's surname.

In the end, the clan's eldest uncle still couldn't lower his face and was unwilling to let his youngest son show his true name, leaving a room for maneuver. It was clear that he wanted to rake in a ticket and leave, and didn't intend to work for a long time.

Chen Guanlou stood on the steps, squinting his eyes to look at Chen Guanxin, very dissatisfied with his attire. Entering the Heavenly Prison, he still thought he was a young master, wearing silk and satin, hmph! The other party had no concept of the Heavenly Prison at all!

He instructed Xiao Jin, "This is Li Xin, a newcomer. You take him and teach him the rules well. Don't look at my face; if he should be scolded, scold him; if he should be beaten, beat him. If you don't teach him well and problems arise, I will look for you."

Xiao Jin blinked his eyes, looking left and right. The old oil-slick's eyes were sharp, and he saw at a glance that Chen Guanlou and Li Xin, the two of them, had somewhat similar eyebrows and eyes.

He tentatively asked, "Chen Tou, really teach people according to the rules?"

Treating a newcomer like a turtle-grandson was the rule of the Heavenly Prison.

Chen Guanlou snorted coldly, "Yes, teach people according to the rules. If you don't teach well, it's your responsibility."

Xiao Jin:...

He smiled awkwardly; this task was not good to say it was good, and not bad to say it was bad. Regardless of what background Li Xin had, he definitely had some relative relationship with Chen Tou, otherwise it was hard to explain why the two looked somewhat similar. If Li Xin had the surname Chen, they were definitely brothers.

However, everyone in the Heavenly Prison knew that Chen Tou only had one daughter in his family, and an older sister who had already married. Chen Tou was an only son. Even if he had brothers, they were only clan brothers.

The Chen clan was, after all, a famous family in the capital; it was impossible for the young people to all come to be prison guards. Besides, this Li Xin was wearing silk and satin, and his family conditions were not bad; why would he run to be a prison guard.

Xiao Jin laughed, "Fine! Since Chen Tou trusts me, I will take a newcomer, and I guarantee I will discipline him. You, newcomer, come over here, change this outfit of yours first. You are here to be a turtle-grandson, not a young master; who told you to wear silk and satin? This outfit cost quite a bit of money, right. Hehe..."

Chen Guanxin:...

He had a young master's temper and almost wanted to break out on the spot. As a result, he came into contact with Chen Guanlou's gaze, and his whole body shivered; all his temper vanished instantly.

People wilted, and he could only suppress his anger and follow Xiao Jin to change into the coarse cloth uniform.

Qian Fugui saw it clearly from the side, looking like he wanted to ask but didn't dare.

Chen Guanlou glanced at him, "If you have anything to say, say it directly; stuttering and hesitating, could it be that I eat people?"

Qian Fugui smiled awkwardly, his heart drumming, and asked in a low voice, "Chen Tou, this Li Xin, really doesn't need special care?"

Chen Guanlou smiled but didn't smile, "You want to ask about Li Xin's background, right. To tell you the truth, he is a relative of mine, a bastard who is unreliable. The elders in the family can't discipline him, so they hardened their hearts and threw him into the Heavenly Prison to suffer a bit and learn a lesson. Don't be too polite to him; it's best to grind down his young master's temper so he knows how to be a grandson before he can be a grandfather. Rest assured, he won't occupy everyone's quota; he's just hanging a name and will leave in a few days."

After Qian Fugui heard this, he put down half of his heart, and then asked carefully, "That money..."

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Since the person is here, naturally he will participate in the sharing. However, rest assured, your shares definitely won't be diluted. This is the Heavenly Prison; isn't it simple to want to make money."

Qian Fugui heard this and was overjoyed. As long as their original benefits weren't shared, regardless of what background he had, they were all brothers scooping from the same pot.

"Chen Tou, rest assured, we will definitely help you discipline the newcomer properly, so that he will be a turtle-grandson in the future."

Chen Guanlou laughed, "That's good, I'll wait for your discipline results. If things are handled well, I'll treat everyone to drink at Zui Xiang Lou."

"Chen Tou is righteous!"

The prison guards all liked to go out and be dashing with Chen Guanlou; he didn't put on airs, didn't talk big principles, gave money readily, covered all expenses, the atmosphere was warm, and eating and drinking were casual and comfortable, and there were sisters in their arms.

Everyone in the Jia-block prison was convinced.

Compared to the other three squad leaders, it was obviously much stingier. If they treated guests, they wouldn't forget to remind everyone to remember the favor. If the wine and food were slightly richer, they would start to feel the pain of money. Those with thick faces would directly let everyone share the expenses.

The good banquet, in the end, wasn't eaten well, wasn't drunk well, and also left a belly of resentment, and also lost money. Bad luck!

They would rather go out with Chen Tou to eat salted vegetables and steamed buns than follow the other three squad leaders to the restaurant to eat a banquet.

After handing Chen Guanxin to Xiao Jin, Chen Guanlou didn't ask anymore.

Patrolling once or twice in front of the second young master's prison door every day and chatting for a few words was the work he had to complete.

Approaching the New Year, the Wang household finally had a bit of human touch, sending people to deliver new bedding, clothes, and food to the second young master. The second young master's complexion was also significantly ruddier.

He was in a good mood and invited Chen Guanlou to drink with him.

Chen Guanlou waved his hand to refuse, "Don't drink when on duty, don't be on duty when drinking."

Every time he used this excuse to refuse, the second young master didn't care.

"Chen Tou, guess when this young master can leave the Heavenly Prison? Is there a chance before the New Year?"

"There is definitely a chance. During the New Year, you are a descendant of the Heavenly Family, how can you spend it in the Heavenly Prison. You still have to enter the palace to congratulate the Emperor on the New Year."

"Hehe! Congratulating the Emperor on the New Year is not this young master's turn. However, whether this young master can leave the Heavenly Prison still depends on you."

"Me?" Chen Guanlou was confused, not understanding.

The second young master laughed, "The patriarch of your Chen clan."

Chen Guanlou suddenly realized, "You mean the Marquis."

"If the Marquis of Pingjiang can win against the rebels, this young master leaving prison is just a matter of time. Chen Tou, do you think the Marquis of Pingjiang can win?"

"He will definitely win!"

Regardless of his true inner thoughts, in terms of stance and interest, he had to firmly believe that the Marquis could win, and win big, win beautifully, win with full glory, and make the old Emperor happy.

"This young master also firmly believes that the Marquis of Pingjiang can win; he is a veteran general, and he is familiar with that place, Jinzhou. A few rebels, he will definitely catch them easily."

Chen Guanlou:...

Those are not just a few rebels; they are a field army that has been uprising for three years, has captured a dozen or twenty cities, accumulated a large amount of wealth, military equipment, and supplies, has cultivated a group of veteran battlefield soldiers, and has not reached the point of internal corruption, and is in a high-spirited and full-spirited state.

If you really underestimate these Jinzhou rebels, you will definitely stumble sooner or later. The previous defeats were just like that.

Those military leaders didn't put the Jinzhou rebels in their eyes, but as soon as they fought, they all scattered like birds and beasts, being chased and beaten by the rebels. Not only were they defeated, but they were defeated extremely shamefully. If it weren't for the unspoken rules in the officialdom, many people helped to whitewash the peace, and they could still be used later, the old Emperor would have long ago carried a knife and cut off a batch after batch of heads.

Why the Marquis insisted on waiting until spring to start the war was not because he was afraid of fighting, but because he knew clearly that the Jinzhou rebels were not easy to fight. To say something that the stance didn't allow, the Jinzhou rebels had already become a climate.

When scholars and warriors joined the rebel team one after another, it meant that this rebel force in Jinzhou was no longer a simple wandering bandit. ===== CHAPTER 153 =====