Chapter 1675: Guo Dachun

Cao Song was imprisoned for more than a year, and he dreamed of going out. The reality was that he couldn't see the hope of getting out of prison for a long time.

Every time his son came to visit him, he would anxiously ask if he had found so-and-so, and what so-and-so said?

Not getting the answer he wanted, he scolded his son for being useless and having no use.

Chen Guanlou watched the other party toss and turn for such a long time, couldn't bear it, and kindly suggested: "Instead of finding people outside to help, you might as well consider taking my path. I don't dare to say how glorious you can be, but getting you out of prison shouldn't be a problem."

Cao Song glared, firmly refusing to be with the one surnamed Chen, and rejected the other party's proposal.

He would never let the little thief surnamed Chen earn silver from his hands.

Chen Guanlou sneered. "You are really interesting, already at this point, still insisting on your broken principles."

"This old man has nothing to say to you."

"Fine! You continue to insist, strive to be an old man in the Heavenly Prison, sit in prison for twenty or thirty years until you die. I am very happy to accompany you."

"Don't try to curse this old man. This old man has worked diligently for the country and three generations of emperors; the court will not forget this old man! Sooner or later, this old man will go out, go out upright and honestly."

Cao Song was indeed extremely obsessed with the four words "upright and honestly".

There was a stubbornness that others could not understand.

Even if his so-called upright and honest was exposed on the spot as just self-righteous, he remained unmoved.

As expected of an old stubborn, his thinking was rigid and solidified, comparable to ancient fossils.

Chen Guanlou was too lazy to waste his tongue.

A year was enough for him to understand how difficult Cao Song was to communicate with.

Anyway, Cao Song had been forgotten by Emperor Yuanding and would not go out to ruin Empress Chen's affairs, so whether to beat him or not had no meaning.

"You old man, just continue to wait for the opportunity, wait for the court's release document. If you have any needs, just say so. After all, you were once a minister of the Secretariat, and the decency that should be given must be given enough."

Cao Song kept a straight face and snorted coldly, never compromising.

Old stubborn!

Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to inspect the Jia-grade prison and ordered the attendants to clear out a cell.

"Clean it up, a big figure will be imprisoned in a few days."

The big figure he spoke of was Guo Dachun, who had been engaged in the rebel cause for many years and was a firm opponent of the Great Gan dynasty's rule, a former border army officer, and the current rebel leader.

Last year, the Northwest rebels led by Guo Dachun were wiped out by Marquis Pingjiang with the momentum of a great victory.

Guo Dachun was saved by the generals and personal guards under his command, fleeing hundreds of miles overnight and escaping death. Later, he hid in the mountains and forests to heal his injuries, gathered the remaining rebels, and intended to revitalize his momentum.

If it were ten years ago, Marquis Pingjiang would most likely have let him go.

However, Marquis Pingjiang is old now, in his twilight years, and doesn't have many years to live.

Taking advantage of the fact that he can still do it, he wants to clear obstacles for his eldest grandson, and Guo Dachun must be wiped out.

The Northwest can have rebels, can have new rebel leaders, but this person cannot be Guo Dachun.

Guo Dachun was a border army officer, read and wrote, and was quite capable of fighting, not a mud-legged person who knew nothing. Keeping his life, after he died, he would likely become a disaster, becoming a threat to his eldest grandson.

Absolutely not allowed!

Therefore, this spring, Marquis Pingjiang launched a medium-scale rebel suppression operation, personally leading the troops to capture Guo Dachun alive.

The news reached the capital, and inside and outside the court, the whole country breathed a sigh of relief.

"Guo the thief has been jumping for so many years, it's enough!"

"Marquis Pingjiang had the power to wipe out the thieves in one battle, but deliberately delayed for more than ten years, harming the country and the people, comparable to the rebels!"

"Hush, be careful of walls having ears."

"Guo Dachun was finally caught, that's great." This was the reaction of ordinary people.

Guo Dachun's name was even more famous than the Great Ming Prince back then.

In the local area, taxes were increased in the name of suppressing thieves.

Who is the thief?

Naturally, it is that Guo Dachun who deserves to be killed!

Imperial Palace!

Emperor Yuanding's mood fluctuated, both happy and worried, very complex.

Happy that the Northwest, which had troubled the Emperor Jian Shi dynasty, finally had peace, and the people could rest and recuperate.

Worried that Marquis Pingjiang's prestige was getting higher and higher.

Last year's great victory, many people whispered privately, saying that the court was stingy and did not give Marquis Pingjiang a reward equal to his contribution. Emperor Yuanding was dissatisfied, but endured it.

This time Guo Dachun was captured and was about to be escorted to the capital; if there was still no reward of sufficient weight for Marquis Pingjiang, I'm afraid it would be even worse than last year.

Not because of high merit, no matter how high the merit, it couldn't compare to the battle of wiping out Xiliang last year.

It was just that the merit accumulated, and the court had to express something.

You can't let the horse run, but not give the horse grass.

He pondered how to deal with it this time. Titles were absolutely not allowed, and gold and silver were not enough to reward merit. Then, reward the younger generation of the Chen family, give a few hereditary military positions!

Emperor Yuanding praised his own cleverness.

Finally, a troublesome matter was settled.

On the day Guo Dachun entered the capital, it rained heavily in the capital.

The border troops responsible for escorting the prisoners, as well as the yamen runners of the Ministry of Justice, were all drenched like drowned chickens.

Guo Dachun was locked in a cage, and he didn't have a better time.

The yamen runners were dissatisfied with escorting prisoners in the rain, venting their anger on Guo Dachun, and greeted him with water and fire sticks.

In the small cage, there was nowhere to hide, and Guo Dachun could only take it head-on.

When the group arrived at the Heavenly Prison, Chen Guanlou looked at Guo Dachun, who was covered in bruises and swelling in the cage, and couldn't bear to look.

He asked casually, "Fell on the road?"

The yamen runner of the Ministry of Justice understood: "Official Chen has eyes like torches, seeing through it at once. Heavy rain, the road is not easy to walk, fell several times. This is not, rushing to escort the prisoner here, please Official Chen receive the prisoner."

Chen Guanlou smiled half-heartedly. "Don't escort prisoners in the rain next time, don't rush for a day or two. Someone, verify the identity, if there is no problem, do a good job of receiving."

Chen Quan took the order, took the prison guards and clerks to release Guo Dachun from the cage, compared the information of the Ministry of Justice and the border troops, and determined that the prisoner in front of him was indeed the famous rebel Guo Dachun.

Guo Dachun was very depressed, always keeping his head down, seemingly unable to bear the burden.

He stood under the eaves, avoiding the rain, surrounded by prison guards on duty.

The border troops completed the escort task, signed and pressed their fingerprints, and left neatly. Chen Guanlou wanted to keep them for wine and food, but the other party refused sternly.

"Don't bother Official Chen, we have other errands, can't delay."

"Then fine! Gather again when there is a chance next time!"

These border troops, if nothing unexpected, should all be Marquis Pingjiang's people. Don't know what Marquis Pingjiang arranged for them to enter the capital.

As for the whereabouts of these border troops, presumably the Hou Fu had arrangements long ago.

Asked people to boil a pot of hot water and arranged for Guo Dachun to wash up.

Guo Dachun obviously didn't expect such good treatment.

Chen Guanlou looked at the other party coldly. "Don't think too much. The Heavenly Prison holds hundreds or thousands of prisoners, and as summer approaches, epidemic prevention is especially critical. Can't have a single negligence, letting others be infected with the epidemic. Wash clean, drink the medicine, and wait for the medical official to announce you are fine before being imprisoned. You are here, don't dream of escaping. I am a Ninth Rank martial artist, no one can escape under my eyelids."

Guo Dachun instantly gave up the idea, not saying a word! Looking very wooden! ===== CHAPTER 1676 =====