Chapter 233: He Only Killed Three

Chen Guanlou drank tea, his thoughts rolling.

The Medicine King Temple case was done by him, but he only killed three people; that's right, only three people.

Three warriors, three Fourth Rank warriors, all cult rebels.

He wasn't a murderer; it was impossible for him to kill innocent merchants staying there.

The black-clad masked man that night actually wanted to lead him to the woods near the Medicine King Temple, where one of the Fourth Rank warriors was waiting, delusionally wanting to force him to be an insider and help them break out of prison.

These were all results he had interrogated himself.

This bunch of cult rebels treated him as an ordinary prison guard and didn't value him. Yet they didn't expect that because of their contempt, they all lost their lives.

He asked as if unintentionally, "What does this case have to do with you Embroidered Uniform Guards? I remember this is a case for the Capital Prefecture."

Qi Wuxiu told him quietly, "This case has been confirmed to involve cult rebels. For all cult rebel cases, the Embroidered Uniform Guard has law enforcement power."

Chen Guanlou gave an 'oh', making a look of sudden realization. "Is the Medicine King Temple a cult rebel nest?"

"Not necessarily!" Qi Wuxiu shook his head.

Chen Guanlou continued to press, "Did the people who died all belong to the cult rebels? Were those merchants all...?"

He killed three Fourth Rank warriors in the back mountain woods, avoiding the Medicine King Temple. The people who died at the Medicine King Temple really had nothing to do with him. Anyway, he didn't see those staying merchants as cult rebels; perhaps his eyesight was too shallow.

Qi Wuxiu hesitated for a moment. "Remember to keep it a secret. The Medicine King Temple is innocent; this has been verified. But those dozen or so staying merchants had suspicious backgrounds and were suspected of being smugglers. It is initially suspected that they were all murdered by cult rebels."

What kind of thing?

After a long time, it turned out that cult rebels committed the Medicine King Temple murder case.

Chen Guanlou picked up the teacup, covering his full belly of doubts. "How did you determine it was a case committed by cult rebels? Is there any proof?"

"We found a corpse in the back mountain of the Medicine King Temple, with cult rebel scriptures tattooed on the corpse's abdomen and back. If it's not a cult rebel, then who is it?"

"Then who killed this cult rebel?"

"Not clear. Perhaps it was infighting, perhaps it was black eating black."

"Why did the cult rebels kill that group of merchants?"

"What else could it be for, naturally for money, wanting to black eat black. One thing leads to another, and they just killed them to end it. This bunch of cult rebels is truly too rampant, actually daring to commit such a murder at the feet of the Son of Heaven, acting recklessly. The people above gave the order to investigate the cult rebel case to the end, not letting a single one go."

Chen Guanlou's brain was buzzing.

He recalled the situation at the time; he killed three Fourth Rank warriors and threw the corpses into the back mountain cliff. When he left the Medicine King Temple, the Medicine King Temple was as quiet as a chicken, and no murder case had occurred.

As a result, after waking up from a sleep, the rumor spread in the city that the Medicine King Temple had a slaughter of the whole family, and the whole Medicine King Temple was slaughtered. He once suspected whether he was sleepwalking that night, killing to his heart's content, and ran to the Medicine King Temple to commit the case. He also suspected the Embroidered Uniform Guard of being a thief shouting to catch a thief, killing and framing.

Now listening to Qi Wuxiu say this, it was indeed possible that the cult rebels committed the murder case. Three Fourth Rank warriors disappeared at the same time, neither seeing people alive nor corpses dead; the cult rebels must have been panicked. In a panic, killing to silence became inevitable.

In this way, when he killed the three Fourth Rank warriors, the remaining cult rebels were hiding in the Medicine King Temple.

"Tomorrow I will set off for Dongzhou on official business; next time we meet, I'm afraid it will be until next year. Come, I toast you a cup."

Chen Guanlou laughed. "Going out on official business tomorrow, yet you have time to run to my place today, just to show off."

Qi Wuxiu was exposed and appeared a bit embarrassed. "Not good to show off at home, and not good to show off at the government office, so it doesn't matter if I come to you."

A mere Third Rank was not rare in the Qi family, and not rare within the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Where else could he show off? Thinking left and right, only Chen Guanlou's place would do.

Chen Guanlou laughed. "Next time you want to show off, you can still come. You are doing well in the capital, so why run to Dongzhou on official business?"

"Dongzhou is the cult rebel base camp. We received intelligence that the Dongzhou cult rebels are about to rise up. The people above sent us there to lurk and investigate, preparing for subsequent plans."

Chen Guanlou was greatly shocked upon hearing this. "The rebels in Jinzhou have just subsided, and Dongzhou is having cult rebels again. Has the world really reached the point of smoke and fire everywhere, and the people having no livelihood?"

He had left the capital several times, but each time he took remote paths to avoid people. He didn't have deep exchanges with local commoners and didn't know what the world was like now.

Looking only at the capital, it could be called singing and dancing, with commoners living and working in peace.

Although prices had risen, the commoners in the capital could still bear it.

However, listening to Sister Chunxiang, it was harder to find work outside than before; there were fewer jobs and more people, competition was fierce, wages were repeatedly suppressed, and countless people were swarming to grab them.

A small number of refugees fleeing from the north also gathered outside the city. However, this matter of refugees basically happened once every three to five years and didn't attract attention.

Just, if the world were as peaceful as the capital, there wouldn't be Jinzhou rebels, and even less would there be Dongzhou cult rebels rising up. If someone rebelled locally, it must have reached the point of being at the end of their rope, having no way out, and having to rebel.

Qi Wuxiu said solemnly, "The capital area is still okay; in local areas, one looks at the old heaven, and two looks at the officials. Whether it's good or not, I can't say clearly."

Chen Guanlou couldn't help but say, "In this way, the problems in local areas are indeed very serious."

Even the Embroidered Uniform Guard couldn't say clearly whether it was good or bad; the situation in local areas must have been rotten to an unimaginable degree. What is the Embroidered Uniform Guard? Monitoring the world, there is nothing in the world they don't know.

Saying it's unclear whether it's good or bad is actually knowing that the local area is already rotten, but because of various concerns, it's impossible to speak clearly.

The old Emperor loves to boast and is dead set on face. Wise and martial in his youth, wise for a lifetime, martial for a lifetime, he absolutely doesn't allow anyone to ruin his reputation and slander his achievements in his old age.

Daring to chatter and nag in his ears, saying the world is rotten, is denying the old Emperor's governing ability, denying the old Emperor's past achievements.

The old Emperor's attitude is actually: when I was young, I didn't understand government affairs, yet I could still govern the country to flourish. Now, I am old, and the world has been trained by me for decades; even if I choose to lie flat now, this world will definitely develop in the direction I planned, and the population and national strength will only continue to grow, absolutely impossible to be rotten.

My majesty is like a high mountain; who dares to disobey, who dares to mess around? Even if I don't hold court for a year, the world won't be chaotic. When I was young and didn't understand government affairs, the world didn't become chaotic; there's no reason that when I'm old, everything is straightened out, and the world becomes chaotic instead.

No reason!

What?

You say population and national strength are both continuing to decline? Impossible, absolutely impossible! I suspect you harbor evil intentions, are disrespectful to me, all of you, chop them off. ===== CHAPTER 234 =====