Chapter 1751: Gaining fame and profit, eventually dying for fame and profit, very reasonable

Chen Guanlou takes the old lady's letter to the Northwest and heads straight for the Great General's mansion.

A glance reveals that there is another group of charming women in the backyard.

He meets the Marquis of Pingjiang in the study and speaks bluntly: "Marquis, you are at such an old age, at least take care of your body. You should be careful. In case you die in a woman's belly one day, it will be very indecent."

The Marquis of Pingjiang blows his beard and stares, "After a year of not seeing you, as soon as we meet, you curse this old man. Is this how you act as a nephew? Can you speak!"

"The old lady is very dissatisfied with you, especially that you are at such an old age and still make life. This is the old lady's letter, please take a look!"

Chen Guanlou hands over the letter.

The Marquis of Pingjiang reads the contents of the letter with a blank face, then puts the letter away, "Go back and tell the old lady that this old man has received her meaning. She can do whatever she wants, this old man won't interfere. Even if she beats all the concubine sons and daughters to death, as long as she can muddle through, it counts as her ability."

Chen Guanlou:...

Fine!

The old couple is still playing confrontation.

"The old lady's body is almost not working, I guess she can barely survive this year."

This is the key point of this meeting.

The Marquis mansion needs to prepare early, and the Marquis of Pingjiang also needs to prepare early.

The Marquis of Pingjiang frowns slightly, "Then how long do you think this old man can live?"

Chen Guanlou looks at the other party, examines him carefully, and only says after a while: "Without accidents, definitely longer than the old lady."

The Marquis of Pingjiang hears this, but doesn't see any joy.

"Once the old woman dies, Chen Guanfu will have to observe mourning. Emperor Yuanding definitely won't force him to stay, unless the situation forces him. But in this way, the Empress will be even more disliked by the Emperor."

"Just rebel!" Chen Guanlou incites.

The Marquis of Pingjiang doesn't even lift his eyelids.

If they were to rebel, why wait until today? They could have raised an army to rebel when Emperor Emperor Jian Shi passed away. Having missed the opportunity, don't mention rebellion again.

"Besides rebellion, can't you think of a second way?"

"Then change the Emperor."

Chen Guanlou's methods are always simple and rough.

Martial fighting or literary fighting, there is always one that suits the Marquis mansion.

This time the Marquis of Pingjiang doesn't speak out against it, and of course, he doesn't nod in agreement. Instead, he remains silent.

Chen Guanlou doesn't like it and says bluntly: "You people who are in high positions and have great power, because you have gained too much, you are always hesitant in doing things, always afraid of losing. You even call it: everything must be thought through carefully, and cannot be rushed. Not crisp at all. On the contrary, those who have nothing, rely on a burst of lone courage to rush up, maybe they will succeed. If you don't do it, you will never succeed. If you do it, although you may fail, there is hope for success. At worst, after failure, transfer the clan to a large island overseas and start over."

The Marquis of Pingjiang laughs upon hearing this, "If this old man were thirty years younger, I would be like you, relying on a burst of lone courage to rush forward, regardless of life or death. Not now! People are old, cowardly, weak, afraid of death! Just as you said, having gained too much, I am too afraid of losing. Youth is really good!"

He looks at Chen Guanlou's young face that hasn't left any traces of time as before, and in his heart, there is envy, jealousy, relief, and regret.

"People are eventually burdened by fame and profit!"

Chen Guanlou sighs.

"So I refuse to be promoted, money is enough. If one day, I decide to leave, I can easily give up everything I have, travel light, and walk on my path. You can't!"

"So you are the rebellious Chen Guanlou, incompatible with the secular world. And we are all people in the red dust, destined to die in the field of fame and profit."

After the Marquis of Pingjiang finishes speaking, he laughs heartily. The laughter is refreshing and relieved.

There is nothing wrong with the red dust, having fame, profit, wealth, and power is the ultimate joy of life!

He thinks very openly.

Gaining fame and profit, eventually dying for fame and profit, it should be! Very reasonable! As the saying goes, seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, life is enough!

Chen Guanlou feels deep admiration!

The Marquis of Pingjiang is the first person to see through fame and profit so thoroughly.

Gaining money, dying for money, very reasonable!

Gaining power, dying for power, equally very reasonable!

Pursuing martial arts, dying for martial arts, is also appropriate.

Dying for what one seeks, this is the ultimate destination of life!

Chen Guanlou knows he should shut up.

He stayed in the Great General's mansion for two days, had a good time for two days, and finally returned to the Capital with the Marquis of Pingjiang's letter.

One letter for the old lady of the Marquis mansion, one for Chen Guanfu.

After eating a banquet in the Marquis mansion, taking a set of headwear and jewelry plus some silver notes, he left the Marquis mansion swaying. Walking in the back alley, it was late at night, without wind or moon.

He flicked his finger lightly...

Bang!

A figure fell from the roof, making a muffled groan that sounded painful.

Chen Guanlou came to the person, kicked him, and turned him over. Reaching out and grabbing, the black head cover fell into his hand, and the person revealed his true face.

"Brocade Uniform Guard? Or City Gate Army? Stalking the Marquis mansion is stalking the Marquis mansion, why stalk me? Did you offend your superior, and he sent you to die?"

The person had a common face, belonging to the type that would never attract attention in a crowd, very suitable for being a secret agent.

He struggled, but found it futile. The invisible pressure made him sweat like rain.

"Mute?" Chen Guanlou was curious, "If you don't speak, I'll kill you!"

"I am a Brocade Uniform Guard!"

"I haven't seen you in the Brocade Uniform Guard."

"I belong to the secret agents of the Brocade Uniform Guard; it's normal that Master Chen hasn't seen me."

"Who sent you?"

"No one assigned. My task is to watch the Marquis mansion and report the movements of the Marquis mansion on time."

"Then why stalk me?" Chen Guanlou asked.

"Curiosity!"

Chen Guanlou sneered, "Do you think I believe it?"

The person endured the severe pain in his body and said through gritted teeth: "I dare not deceive Master Chen; it is indeed curiosity. The superiors learned that you suddenly left the Capital for several days, and no one knew where you went. Then you suddenly appeared in the Capital. I wanted to make a contribution; if I could find out where Master Chen went these few days, it would be a great contribution."

"So you stalked me on your own initiative?"

"Exactly!"

Chen Guanlou laughed, "I should kill you. But keeping you is still a bit useful. Go back and tell your superior, you can inquire about my news, as long as you have the ability not to disturb me. But if I know you are stalking me, I will kill one if I see one. I want to see how many of you are enough for me to kill."

Crack!

The person's hands were instantly broken. The other party didn't even make a sound, enduring the pain of broken bones.

Chen Guanlou snorted coldly, "Get out! Don't fall into my hands again in the future, I will definitely make sure you don't return!"

The person felt the pressure on his body disappear, and his body could move. He hurriedly got up, dragged his broken hands, and left in a hurry, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

Chen Guanlou hummed a little tune and returned home, throwing the headwear, jewelry, and silver notes into the box at will.

A box of jewelry, worth a fortune, without even a lock, he was very relieved.

The fire in the small coal stove hadn't gone out, so he added two more coal balls to boil water and make tea to relieve the greasiness.

The tea was brewed, and two cups were poured. He picked up one cup of tea, raised it towards the horizon, "Since you're here, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea." ===== CHAPTER 1752 =====