Chapter 38: It's only right to order the swordsman around

Not seeing the expected look of surprise, Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan was slightly dissatisfied.

He asked unhappily: "You're not willing?"

Chen Guanlou hurriedly restrained his expression, making a look of fear and trepidation, somewhat hesitant and conflicted, and answered cautiously: "I dare not deceive the official, but Prison Clerk Wan of the Jia-block and I have some grievances. If I transfer over, I'm afraid it will delay the work and fail the official's expectations."

Oh!

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan looked enlightened, "You mean the matter of Prison Clerk Wan taking your father's position? Rest assured, this official has already asked Prison Clerk Wan; he has no objections to your transfer and is even looking forward to it. He also said that taking your father's position and causing you to only be a prison guard makes him feel very sorry. He has always wanted to compensate you, you must not decline."

Bullshit!

If Prison Clerk Wan really had the heart to compensate, why didn't he appear when they were so difficult back then? Verbal compensation, but never falling into action, truly great.

Chen Guanlou absolutely didn't believe what Prison Clerk Wan said; I'm afraid compensation is fake, and taking the opportunity to fix him is real.

He just wanted to stay in the Bing-block prison, communicate cordially with the prisoners in the prison, not cause trouble, and silently survive.

However, looking at Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan's expression, if he continued to refuse, I'm afraid he would be in deep trouble.

He could only grit his teeth and bite the bullet to agree, "Thank you, official, for giving me the opportunity, I will definitely work hard."

"Hahaha... That's right. As for the little conflict between you and Prison Clerk Wan, this official believes in your wisdom, you will definitely be able to resolve it smoothly. I hope that by working in the Jia-block prison, you can be as consistent as ever and loyal to your duties."

"Yes! I will follow the official's instructions."

"Not bad, not bad. This official thinks highly of you, work hard."

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan was very satisfied with his tact and instructed him to report to the Jia-block prison early tomorrow morning.

Chen Guanlou was full of depression, greeting Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan's ancestors over and over again in his heart. Knowing that he and Prison Clerk Wan didn't get along, yet deliberately transferring him over, was he rewarding him or deliberately making things difficult for him?

He asked himself if he had ever offended Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan, and he had been very low-key on weekdays, so how did he get into Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan's eyes?

When Xu Fugui learned that he was going to be transferred to the Jia-block prison, his eyes were a bit strange, and he asked him quietly, "Did you offend Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan?"

"I don't know. Does Xu Shu have any inside information?"

Even Xu Fugui thought he had offended Jiang Jiang Yucheng Fan, which showed that the conflict between him and Prison Clerk Wan could not be resolved in a few words.

People working in the Heavenly Prison might be created by the environment; the people here are generally narrow-minded, irritable, greedy for money and lust, and afraid of death. The root of human inferiority is embodied vividly.

To say that Prison Clerk Wan had a prejudice against him, it was impossible. Prison Clerk Wan could generously accommodate him, hehe?

Xu Fugui pinched his chin and pondered for a while, "Did you offend the one surnamed Wan?"

"I haven't even said a word to him."

"But he definitely remembered you."

"Does Xu Shu mean that Prison Clerk Wan took the initiative to ask for me?"

That couldn't be, could it?

Is there something wrong with the one surnamed Wan, taking the initiative to ask for him to come over, just to humiliate him?

If the one surnamed Wan dared to humiliate him, he wasn't a soft persimmon either, and he had his own ways to clean him up.

"Whether he took the initiative to ask for you or not, now that you have fallen into his hands, be careful yourself. Keep an eye out when you are on duty; the Jia-block prison holds officials who have committed crimes, and it is very easy to make mistakes and offend people. You know, these officials have classmates, same-year graduates, and fellow villagers, and their relationships are spread throughout the entire officialdom. It's not comparable to the Bing-block prison. In short, pray for your own good."

Chen Guanlou felt cold in his heart; not being optimistic about him going to the Jia-block prison, it was like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. It seemed his good days were coming to an end.

It was a pity for his secret techniques and his cultivation methods.

The only thing to be glad about was that he still had the profound internal cultivation method "Ascension Record," as well as the Ascension Record blade technique. With these two, other cultivation methods were not so rare.

While Lu Datou was worried for him, he was also optimistically happy for him.

"The one surnamed Wan doesn't have three heads and six arms, so don't be afraid of him. Let's go, tonight to Guanmei Tower, don't return until drunk. Let's call two young ladies to keep you company for the night. Cuiniang has been missing you."

Chen Guanlou responded with a bitter smile.

The prison guards clamored to see him off, saying he was the first person to be transferred from the Bing-block prison to the Jia-block prison, and no matter what happened in the future, they should enjoy tonight first.

Chen Guanlou didn't say a word, knowing that everyone had been tight on money lately, so he took the initiative to pay for the banquet and treated everyone to wine and meat. It could be considered a perfect ending to his life as a prison guard in the Bing-block prison.

At the wine table, someone mentioned Zhang Wantong's recent situation.

"Have you heard? After Zhang Tou left the Heavenly Prison with his disciples, he directly joined the 'Strike Guild' and became an informant."

"He found a good job."

"He is familiar with the capital, so being an informant is suitable."

"I heard he has been specifically running cases for several county government offices recently."

"How so? He even wants to monopolize litigation. He doesn't even know how to read."

"What does it matter if he doesn't know how to read? He knows the ins and outs of the prison cells like the back of his hand. Plenty of people are willing to pay him to help run relationships and run government offices. At worst, spend money to hire a private secretary."

"Exactly, exactly."

"Zhang Tou left the Heavenly Prison, I didn't expect him to live more and more comfortably."

"Don't tell me you want to work with him."

"That's impossible. The Heavenly Prison is still suitable for me."

Everyone laughed and talked, and the topic soon shifted to women.

After drinking, Chen Guanlou paid the bill, made an excuse that he was uncomfortable from drinking too much, and went straight home.

After arriving home, he stripped naked, fetched a bucket of water from the well, poured it directly on his head, and then began to practice martial arts.

These days, being constrained by others everywhere, in the final analysis, it was because he was too weak.

If he had the strength of the Second or Third Rank, why fear others?

He practiced the blade technique for an hour, then continued to cultivate the first chapter of the "Ascension Record," with bizarre power repeatedly washing his body, enduring unimaginable pain. Every time he felt he had reached the critical point and was on the verge of death, the Longevity Dao Fruit would repair his body in an instant, over and over again.

This sour and refreshing feeling...

He felt that if this continued, at most in two or three months, the first chapter of the "Ascension Record" would reach the perfect realm. At that time, he could start cultivating the second chapter of the "Ascension Record."

He estimated the time, finished his cultivation at the third watch, washed his body, lay on the bed, and waited quietly.

Not long after, he felt someone enter the courtyard.

He got up to welcome the guest.

The person who climbed over the wall in the middle of the night was the swordsman.

"I've been promoted, and starting tomorrow, I'll be transferred to the Jia-block prison to be on duty. The things you entrusted to me can't continue."

"You called me here just for this?"

"This should be a big deal!" Chen Guanlou took a sip of tea; facing the swordsman, he no longer had the initial fear and felt very comfortable.

The swordsman couldn't stand him being so comfortable, "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"You can kill me at any time." He didn't care, spread his hands, and signaled the other party to do as they pleased.

The swordsman was instead stunned by him, "What kind of stimulation did you receive?"

"I have some conflict with Prison Clerk Wan of the Jia-block; he took the position my father left for me, so I can only be a prison guard. Now that I've fallen into his hands, he definitely won't let me off."

"This matter is simple, I'll help you resolve him."

"If he dies, others will definitely suspect me."

"Rest assured, I will spare his life."

"Many thanks!"

"I finally understand, you called me here just to order me around." The swordsman suddenly realized.

Chen Guanlou admitted it generously.

He had inquired that Prison Clerk Wan's neighbor was a martial artist, so he gave up his plan to disguise himself and clean up Prison Clerk Wan. The swordsman had ordered him around for so long, it was only right for him to order the other party around once in a while. ===== CHAPTER 39 =====