Chapter 340: Why did the Ninth-Rank big shot become a rebel?

Chen Guanlou got to the bottom of it.

It was like checking household registration to check Zhang Daohe.

This fits his persona as a prison guard.

Since he was asked to get someone out, he definitely had to find out clearly about all aspects. He pretended not to know Wang Qiren or Princess Luyang, just wanting to find out more inside information from Zhang Daohe's mouth.

Zhang Daohe pursed his lips, seeming not wanting to say.

Chen Guanlou also made his attitude clear: if you don't want to say, then get lost.

Zhang Daohe looked at the sky outside, "Is Prison Clerk Chen on duty tonight?"

"It doesn't matter if I go later. You should clarify your business first."

Zhang Daohe coughed lightly, "Could I trouble Prison Clerk Chen for a cup of tea? I've been here for so long and said so much, I'm thirsty!"

He even wanted to ask for water; he really had a lot of demands.

He gave the other party a cup of plain water.

"Is your birth mother a cult rebel?"

"Has Prison Clerk Chen always spoken so harshly? My mother had her own pursuits and never did evil in her life; why should she be called a cult rebel?"

Chen Guanlou said sternly: "Deluding village men and foolish women, brainwashing them, making them hand over their family property, acting as free labor and cannon fodder for you, and finally being slaughtered and wiped out by the court, with no place to be buried, and even implicating their families—this is the greatest evil!"

Zhang Daohe said angrily: "Even without us, there would be exploitation by the government. Do you think that without us, the family property of village men and foolish women could be preserved, and they wouldn't have to act as cannon fodder? Which time the court fought, was there no conscription of corvee labor? These conscripted corvee laborers went ten and returned none, all died outside; is that not cannon fodder?

The court built canals and city walls, every time conscripting local labor, and these laborers had to bring their own food; how many could live safely? Either they were tired to death, starved to death, or beaten to death by others. Village men and foolish women following us at least had a mouthful of food to eat."

"Don't speak so high-sounding! Don't force me to call the Embroidered Uniform Guard. First, talk about your grandfather Wang Qiren."

"He, he is the Imperial Son-in-Law of Princess Luyang."

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows, then laughed out loud, "He is the Imperial Son-in-Law, then what am I? Can you make up lies that are a bit more like the truth?"

"He is indeed the Imperial Son-in-Law of Princess Luyang. You might not have heard of Princess Luyang, because her life was completely erased; it is neither seen in unofficial history legends nor in writing. As for my grandfather, because he was involved in a treason case, the Wang family was wiped out to the third degree, and no one was spared! I was able to escape by luck, thanks to my mother and uncle."

"Wait. I'll believe you for now; since your grandfather is the Princess's Imperial Son-in-Law, how did your father get mixed up with cult rebels? Could it be that your Wang family are all cult rebels?"

"Fart!" Zhang Daohe was furious, "Prison Clerk Chen, please show some respect. The Wang family was once one of the few wealthy and powerful families in the capital; how could they be mixed up with cult rebels? The meeting of my father and mother was just an accident."

Chen Guanlou observed without moving a muscle; it looked like Zhang Daohe was indeed a member of the Wang family. Otherwise, he wouldn't bother to defend the reputation of the Wang family so excitedly.

"Seeing that you are sincere, I will tell you the truth: you want to get someone out, it's impossible. This person, even if the Minister of Justice came today, couldn't be gotten out. Although he has no files or records, everyone in the Heavenly Prison is clear that this person cannot be touched by anyone and must be imprisoned until death. Today, just treat it as a wasted trip, please go back!"

Chen Guanlou cleared the passage at the door, pretending to invite the other party to leave.

"I must get him out."

"You haven't even seen him, and he doesn't know of your existence; why do you want to get him out? Decades have passed, you want to get someone out now; don't tell me you want to show filial piety." Chen Guanlou mocked.

"Please help me; even if you don't get him out, can you let me go in and see him?"

"Zhang Daohe, you seem to have forgotten your identity; you are a fugitive from the Heavenly Prison." Chen Guanlou was so angry he laughed; this person was really arrogant. A dignified fugitive actually dared to request him to take the other party into the Heavenly Prison to visit a prisoner. He really took the Heavenly Prison as his own backyard, wanting to enter when he wanted and leave when he wanted.

"With your ability, taking me in and out of the Heavenly Prison should be very simple, right?" Zhang Daohe smiled, "I won't let you help for nothing, five thousand taels."

Chen Guanlou sneered, "Although I am greedy for money, I don't accept just any money. Your money is hot; I can't afford it. Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'll call the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

Zhang Daohe sat on the chair without moving, "Why does Prison Clerk Chen have to keep people at a distance? I just want to talk to my grandfather."

Talk my ass!

"You two have nothing to talk about."

"What exactly is Prison Clerk Chen worried about? With your ability, taking someone into the Heavenly Prison is as simple as taking something out of a bag; why not earn this money? I'm not breaking out of prison, what are you afraid of?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Guanlou narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhang Daohe giggled, slowly stood up, "Do you have to force me to say it clearly? Others can't see the trickiness, but I know that Prison Clerk Chen is definitely not an ordinary person, possessing top-notch cultivation of the current world, yet willing to live in the Heavenly Prison..."

Before the other party could finish, Chen Guanlou moved, reached out, and tightly pinched the other party's neck, "I didn't want to make things difficult for you. But you talk too much; today is your death day."

Before the words fell, he used force on his hand, but suddenly a strong vibration directly made his palm numb.

He retreated rapidly, looking at Zhang Daohe in disbelief.

Where was the ordinary-looking cult rebel; before his eyes was clearly a Ninth-Rank big shot.

"You..."

The stimulation received tonight was truly too much; it wouldn't be strange if there was one more.

It's just that Zhang Daohe was actually a Ninth-Rank martial artist. Then how was he easily arrested by the Six Gates in the first place? Did escaping from prison still require outside help?

Also, what kind of cultivation technique did the other party practice to be able to hide their true cultivation?

Zhang Daohe shook his shoulders, the aura of a Ninth-Rank big shot was a full nine meters eight, "I didn't expect that the little prison clerk of the past, after not seeing each other for more than a year, would have such rapid progress in cultivation. You can actually resist a blow from me. Prison Clerk Chen, you are truly impressive."

Chen Guanlou stood outside the door, "Who exactly are you?"

"Me? I am the cult rebel Zhang Daohe in your mouth."

Chen Guanlou shook his head and didn't believe it.

"Hahaha... you can also call me Elder Zhang!"

"Are you an Elder of the White Lotus Cult?"

"It is this old man!" Zhang Daohe walked towards Chen Guanlou step by step, seemingly slowly, but actually with full oppressiveness.

Chen Guanlou didn't try to be brave, but took the initiative to show weakness and slowly retreated.

"What does Elder Zhang want to do?"

"Everything I said before was not a lie. I am indeed here to get someone out, and Wang Qiren is indeed my grandfather. Why does Prison Clerk Chen refuse to help me?"

Chen Guanlou mocked: "You are a Ninth-Rank martial artist, and you still need my help; what kind of joke are you making? If it's because you hold a grudge against me and want to frame me, you don't have to be so troublesome."

"That's true. I wanted to handle this matter quietly, but now it seems that I can't avoid making a little noise. If it brings you trouble, please forgive me, Prison Clerk Chen."

Quite polite.

"What do you want to do?"

"It's just what you think; goodbye, Prison Clerk Chen."

Before the words fell, the person had already disappeared into the dark night out of thin air.

Chen Guanlou shouted, "It's a disaster!" ===== CHAPTER 341 =====