Chapter 381: Still short of money

Half a quarter of an hour later, Chen Guanlou returned to the woods silently; the senior was already gone, and the thousand taels of silver note was also gone.

Chen Guanlou laughed triumphantly.

Still said not short of money.

Hehe!

Isn't it still taking the money.

He guessed right; going out, it's all for those few taels of broken silver. Life in the world is just a money word; with money, ninety-nine percent of problems can be solved.

Martial arts people need money even more. Practicing martial arts, beating bones, can't leave medicinal materials. The higher the martial arts rank, the higher the quality of medicinal materials needed, and the more expensive and rare the price.

Chen Guanlou doesn't need medicinal materials to practice martial arts, although he occasionally soaks in medicinal baths. He has the Xiao Changsheng Dao Fruit, and the hidden injuries left by practicing martial arts, the Xiao Changsheng Dao Fruit will instantly repair for him, restoring him to the peak state.

Other martial arts people don't have this cheat, so they can only honestly take medicine and soak in medicinal baths, using expensive medicinal materials to repair body hidden injuries, keep the body in a peak state, and impact higher martial arts.

Taking his money is the default of no longer intervening in this case, and not running out in the middle of the night to use sleeping medicine.

Whatever Ning Zecheng Er Dan, let them go to hell.

Five people, three died, one left, and the last one had already escaped. Just when he and the senior were clapping their hands and making a big movement, he had already escaped for his life.

When he returned to the post station, the main hall had already burned half, and the fire was almost under control.

Everyone woke up, and there were no casualties.

Fortunately, the courtyards where everyone lived were at a distance from the main hall. When the fire started, to be precise, when he and the senior clapped their hands and made a big movement, the strong ones had already woken up first. This avoided everyone inhaling sleeping smoke and then inhaling smoke, directly going to see the King of Hell.

Thank God!

The post station's postmen were dejected, and the postmaster was full of sorrow while smoking a dry pipe. With such a big loss, he didn't know how to explain it to the above, how much money would be deducted, how long it would take to repair, and how long to close the door.

Chen Guanlou knew that the post station couldn't compare to the Heavenly Prison's rich income. Most of the time, post stations relied on the Ministry of War for funding, receiving passing officials for free. Officials couldn't understand the difficulties of the post station, and the expenses were beyond the limit set above. For the excess amount, the postmen didn't have the guts to ask passing officials for money, so they could only bear it themselves. Occasionally receiving some rich people, it was very difficult to cover the deficit.

Now that the house was burned, it was another big deficit.

Chen Guanlou came to the postmaster and patted the other party's shoulder, "Is the loss big?"

The postmaster turned back and saw him, "So it's Chen Yucheng; didn't see you before, and was worried you had an accident. It's fine, it's fine. Fortunately, it was discovered early, the fire was controlled, and the loss is limited."

Chen Guanlou looked at the collapsed house, estimating that dozens of taels could repair it.

He was still thinking about another thing, "Checked it? Any casualties inside."

"No, no, everyone is safe and sound. Thank God." This was the only thing worth celebrating tonight.

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly; were those three corpses taken away? Who took them away? Was it the senior who took them, or the person who escaped?

"Don't worry too much, bad luck will turn into good luck."

The postmaster gave a bitter smile, waved his hand, and said thank you. He couldn't compare with the Heavenly Prison prison guards. Everyone is a pawn, but the income is truly heaven and earth, and the suffering and crimes suffered are also heaven and earth.

To be honest, the post station's pawns are slaves, cattle and horses serving passing officials. Meeting reasonable officials is fine, but meeting officials with bad tempers is truly suffering.

The Heavenly Prison's pawns are much more comfortable than the post station, with higher income, public extortion, and no need to worry about reporting to officials. The above is also one eye open and one eye closed. Those convicted officials still have to find ways to have a good relationship with the prison guards.

Men are afraid of entering the wrong line.

Alas, already entered this line of the post station, descendants all have to continue.

Chen Guanlou gathered the prison guards and counted the personnel.

Everyone saw him, just like seeing the backbone.

"Thank God, my lord is fine."

"I said long ago that my lord would be fine; you were just worried blindly."

"When the fire started, there was no one in my lord's room, and we were all worried to death."

"Where did my lord go?"

Everyone talked at once, expressing concern.

Chen Guanlou suppressed the noise of the crowd in a few words, soothing everyone's emotions, "Checked the goods and prisoners? Any problems, is the quantity correct?"

"Don't worry, my lord, all counted, nothing missing, and no one missing."

"Those few prisoners are very honest, and when it was chaotic, they stayed honestly in the prison cell, not taking the opportunity to escape."

"Not a village in front, not a shop behind, where can they escape to."

"Consider them sensible."

"In the middle of the night, don't know who got up, accidentally lit the house. Didn't even call when it caught fire. My lord, should we investigate?"

Chen Guanlou snorted, "Investigate what. In terms of position, I am the smallest. Those officials don't ask, you don't take things on yourself. Tomorrow it will be sunny, and when the road is dry, we will set off. Don't create extra branches."

"My lord is right."

"The official's family members over there are truly outstanding."

"Where are your eyes looking, never seen a woman, all control your eyes and hands, don't cause trouble. I don't want to deal with those officials."

They are not on the same road, just happened to live in the same post station. Those officials' eyes were on top of their heads, and when they learned they were Heavenly Prison prison guards, the look of disgust... Chen Guanlou kept his distance, each walking their own way.

"Don't worry, my lord, we are just looking, definitely won't cause trouble."

"Looking is also not allowed. They are officials' family members, how can you covet, all put away your filthy thoughts. Going out, you represent the face of the Heavenly Prison. I don't hope that Heavenly Prison prison guards have a reputation for being lustful besides being greedy for money. Remembered?"

"Remembered!"

"And didn't reduce your money, if the fire is big, spend money to find a sister in the building."

"Hehe, my lord is still experienced."

"Recommend one for us."

"Recommend a cheap and good one."

"Fart your mother's dog fart. This official is not short of money, why need cheap and good. The more expensive the better, the more expensive the more taste." Chen Guanlou laughed and scolded.

A group of prison guards started a commotion, and the atmosphere was lively. Changing from the previous decadence and frustration, the spirit came back.

Women are men's spiritual opium; once talking about this, everyone is not sleepy, not tired, and everyone is very energetic.

Chen Guanlou personally checked several prisoners; he was pondering, is it possible that one of them is a person named Ning Zecheng?

He can disguise, others can definitely disguise too.

But he didn't ask.

He didn't intend to pursue this person and this matter, and didn't intend to get too deep. Knowing what's going on is enough, no idea to get to the bottom of it. ===== CHAPTER 382 =====