Chapter 339: The Imperial Son-in-Law is my grandfather

"Who do you want to get out?"

Regardless of what the other party's purpose was, what they intended to do, or where they got the confidence to be so arrogant, Chen Guanlou intended to wait and see, first probing the other party's reality.

He was speculating, could the person they wanted to get out also be a cult rebel? Could it be that a hidden cult rebel was imprisoned in the Grade A prison? Could there be a cult rebel among the imprisoned officials?

How muddled can one be, not being a good official, but insisting on being a cult rebel.

Once the identity is exposed, they are dead for sure.

Being an imprisoned official, at least there is still hope of returning to the original position. Being a cult rebel, aside from a dead end, there is no future at all.

Throughout the dynasties, there has never been an example of a cult rebel succeeding.

Besides, cult rebels toss and turn, and the ultimate goal is nothing more than occupying territory and becoming an official.

Zhang Daohe didn't rush to say his target person, but asked back, "Is Prison Clerk Chen willing to cooperate?"

Chen Guanlou swept a glance at the sky outside; it was late at night, and he really didn't want to be long-winded and delay his rest.

"Whether to cooperate or not depends on who you want to get out and how much money you are willing to pay. If you want to get out a main culprit, a prisoner that the whole court is paying attention to, I'm sorry, I don't have that much ability, and you've found the wrong person. For jobs like getting people out, you should go find officials from the Ministry of Justice; they have many ways."

"No, no, no, the person I want to get out, finding you is the most suitable. The price and everything are negotiable."

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then who exactly do you want to get out?" He was truly extremely curious.

Zhang Daohe seemed very hesitant.

Chen Guanlou was extremely disgusted; the other party was actually hesitating, so why did they come to find him?

He really wanted to blow a whistle and call the Embroidered Uniform Guard to come and arrest the person.

Unfortunately, he didn't like the look of Zhang Daohe, and he didn't like the look of the Embroidered Uniform Guard either. He certainly wouldn't bother to accumulate credit for the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Besides, pursuing fugitives is the job of the Six Gates, and it has nothing to do with him.

One of the principles of eating public food is never to overstep boundaries, never to be a dog catching a mouse and meddling in other people's business, and never to take other people's affairs upon oneself.

The Six Gates' business is none of his business.

"Have you thought it through? If you haven't thought it through, why don't you come back another day?" Chen Guanlou asked casually.

Zhang Daohe came back to his senses, looked at the sky outside, coughed lightly, and said, "The person I want to get out is named Wang Qiren!"

What?

Chen Guanlou's heart turned up stormy waves, but on the surface, he maintained an indifferent expression.

His fingers moved slightly; just now he almost couldn't control himself and wanted to make a move.

He frowned, pretending to think, "There is no prisoner named Wang Qiren in the Grade A prison; did you get it wrong?"

"He is indeed imprisoned in the Grade A prison."

"Impossible." Chen Guanlou denied it with a sonorous voice, his expression particularly real, not allowing the slightest refutation, "I am the prison clerk of the Grade A prison; I can remember the name and background of every prisoner imprisoned in the Grade A prison. This Wang Qiren you speak of is definitely not in the Grade A prison. Zhang Daohe, I don't care what your purpose is; you're lying to my face, are you looking for death? Don't forget, you are a fugitive."

"Is Prison Clerk Chen sure that you are clear about every prisoner in the Grade A prison?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Guanlou glanced at the other party, "Are you doubting my work ability? Who do you think you are?"

Zhang Daohe smiled, didn't argue, but said slowly: "Have you ever been to the deepest part of the Grade A prison, Prison Clerk Chen? As far as I know, there is a nameless prisoner imprisoned in the deepest part, who has already been imprisoned for decades. This person is the Wang Qiren I want to get out."

Chen Guanlou made an expression of extreme shock, "How can you be so clear? Where did you get the news? Even the Heavenly Prison files don't have information on that nameless prisoner; how did you know? How do I know you're not talking nonsense? You say he is Wang Qiren, so he is?"

Zhang Daohe smiled confidently, looking as if he had the bamboo in his chest and everything was under control, "I have my own news channels. I can say for sure that that nameless prisoner is Wang Qiren."

"Who is Wang Qiren? He has been imprisoned for decades, and he is probably not far from death; why do you want to get him out?"

Chen Guanlou was a little nervous, worried that the other party wouldn't take the bait. If he didn't find out the relationship between the two, he would definitely be scratching his ears and cheeks. Eating a melon halfway, no one could stand it!

"I have my own reasons for getting him out. Is Prison Clerk Chen willing to help with this small favor?"

"Sorry, I can't help." Chen Guanlou refused decisively, "You refuse to reveal anything, yet you want me to help you get someone out; you're dreaming. You can pat your butt and leave, but I still have to work in the Heavenly Prison. A prisoner is missing from the Heavenly Prison for no reason, and it's an old prisoner who has been imprisoned for decades; I can't afford to bear that."

"I'll give you money, two thousand taels!"

"Heh heh!"

A mere two thousand taels, who are you looking down on?

Zhang Daohe is a cult rebel, the market has changed, and the price has gone up. Prison Clerk Chen is no longer the poor guy of the past; he is now an upstart with assets of tens of thousands of taels.

"Five thousand taels!"

Chen Guanlou sneered; before he could speak, Zhang Daohe opposite him raised the price again, "Ten thousand taels!"

A big hand!

But he still refused, "This nameless prisoner imprisoned in the deepest part of the Grade A prison has no files, at least the Heavenly Prison has no files on this person. Precisely because of this, there can be no mistakes. You don't say any reason, and you want to get someone out as soon as you open your mouth; you want me to bear the responsibility of getting my head cut off for a mere ten thousand taels, you're dreaming. You'd better find a way to get someone else out; for other people, with ten thousand taels of silver, I think you can open up the relationship with the Ministry of Justice."

"He is my grandfather!"

Zhang Daohe's sentence was earth-shattering.

Chen Guanlou considered himself to be well-informed and thought nothing could shock him. But at this moment, he felt the multi-layered nature of the world, which had no logic at all.

"What did you say? He is your grandfather? What evidence do you have? How did I hear that that prisoner has no family left? How did you pop out?"

He had an expression of being strongly stimulated.

He really couldn't believe it!

Wang Qiren, Zhang Daohe, how could these two people be grandfather and grandson?

"You don't even have the surname Wang!"

"If I had the surname Wang, I would have died as soon as I was born. My grandmother was a maid by my grandfather's side; after giving birth to my father, she stayed in a rural manor and kept to her duties. As for my mother, her surname is Zhang, and I took my mother's surname; I am also a posthumous child. Before I was born, something happened to the Wang family, and they were all folded in. My mother was a child of the rivers and lakes and was not formally married to my father; added to the help of my uncle and others, she escaped a disaster, and I was able to be born smoothly. Now, I have the ability, and I heard that my grandfather is still alive in the world, imprisoned in the deepest part of the Heavenly Prison. Prison Clerk Chen, can you help me get my grandfather out?"

Chen Guanlou was half-believing and half-doubting.

However, what kind of person could make up such a bizarre life story?

You know, he also spent a lot of effort to find out the news about Wang Qiren and Princess Luyang. Very few people in the capital remember this couple, let alone people outside the capital.

As for Zhang Daohe, he shouldn't have any ways in the palace. If it was made up, where did he get this news?

Could he really be Wang Qiren's grandson?

"Who exactly is Wang Qiren? Besides being your grandfather, does he have any other identity? Why is the Wang family gone?" ===== CHAPTER 340 =====