Chapter 510: Grand Tutor has senile dementia

He secretly sneaked into the Prince Haichang's mansion.

The mansion is located in the center of the prefecture city, occupying a wide area.

Night.

More than half of the lights in the mansion have been extinguished.

The three-entry residence on the central axis is still brightly lit.

This Prince Haichang is less than forty years old, in the prime of his life. He is currently enjoying himself, drinking, listening to music, and watching the dance of the dance girls.

Beside him are local government officials and military generals accompanying him, as well as local powerful people and mansion guests.

The scene is very lively.

Everyone talks about the wind and moon, clears the court politics, talks about the new emperor's succession, and inevitably discusses a few complaints, and there are various conspiracy theories.

From beginning to end, Prince Haichang did not participate in everyone's conversation, and seemed not very interested.

Can't see any name, Chen Guanlou simply found a vacant courtyard in the mansion to live in, and went to the kitchen to take food when he was hungry.

Lived for a few days, observed for a few days, Prince Haichang is just an ordinary, average talent, average fertility imperial family member. In terms of fertility, it's all about winning by the number of women. The woman who gave birth the most only gave birth to two. Many women don't even have a child. Many young and beautiful women have never been pregnant.

Tsk tsk!

Prince Haichang's body is not very good!

As for the rules and policies within the fief, the main function of Prince Haichang was to listen to advice. Everything else relied on the officials of the Prince's Mansion, or more accurately, on the Chief Clerk of the Prince's Mansion, who was a guy who got things done. If he could serve as an official in a local area, perhaps he would truly have the ability to benefit the people.

After feeling the mansion life for a few days, Chen Guanlou continued to head to the imperial palace.

The imperial palace is built on the edge of the mountain forest, introducing mountain spring water and hot springs, which is a good place for recuperation and vacation.

The eunuchs and palace maids in the imperial palace are losers in the palace fighting, and after failing, they were sent to this place in the imperial palace, and they will never want to turn over for a lifetime.

He walked wantonly in the imperial palace, hid his figure, and observed carefully.

Until he heard palace maids mention 'that madman', he thought, perhaps this trip was not in vain.

Caught a palace maid leader and forced to ask the whereabouts of 'that madman'.

"Who is the madman you are talking about? Where is he?"

"Who are you?"

"Say, live! Don't say, die! Give you half a cup of tea time, think clearly before answering."

Chen Guanlou hid in the darkness, creating a mysterious atmosphere.

The palace maid leader looked gentle, delicate, and her appearance was not very outstanding, but she gave people a feeling of being suitable for home. She was not old, at most twenty-something.

I don't know how she mixed, actually mixed into the imperial palace, never had a chance to stand out, and didn't even have money. There is no 'master' here, naturally no one rewards, and no chance to earn extra money. Every month, there is only monthly silver, and after filial piety to that group of old eunuchs, I guess there are not a few copper coins left.

Year after year, no money, and age is getting older, sure enough, she was sent to the imperial palace, which is one of the most miserable treatments besides being beaten to death.

The big palace maid gritted her teeth, "I say, don't kill me."

Chen Guanlou took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table, "Tell the truth, the silver is yours. If you don't tell the truth, you won't see tomorrow's sun."

The big palace maid stared at the silver in front of her, sure enough, the word 'moved' flashed in her eyes, "I haven't seen the madman, I only helped send a quilt once. The madman is imprisoned in the back mountain Zen temple, I heard from Little Dezi that he is crazy every day, and even forgot who he is."

"How old is the madman?"

"Should be very old. A few days ago, there was a spring cold, and Liang Huangmen sent someone to invite a doctor to treat the madman."

"When was the madman imprisoned in the back mountain Zen temple."

"It seems like the year before last. I don't know the specific time either. Everything was decided by Huangmen Liang; Huangmen Liang didn't like to order us palace maids around, preferring to order that group of young eunuchs. Hero, everything I said is true. The palace maids at the temporary palace are mostly responsible for cleaning; we cannot participate in other matters, nor are we qualified to participate."

"How to go to the back mountain Zen temple?"

"Out of the imperial palace, you go to the back mountain, you will see a stone road up the mountain. Follow the road all the way up, turn the corner, and you can see the Zen temple. I heard people say that there used to be an old monk in the Zen temple. After the old monk died, the Zen temple was vacated. It wasn't until the madman moved in that there was popularity."

The big palace maid panted, nervous.

She was still waiting for the hero to continue questioning her, and waited for almost a stick of incense time without waiting, only then did she boldly raise her head and look around.

"Hero? Hero?"

The big palace maid got up, opened the window suddenly, and the light shone in. Where was there any hero in the room, the hero had already left.

But the silver was still on the table. And it was not just a silver ingot, but also a fifty-tael silver note.

The big palace maid grabbed the silver and silver note, looked around nervously, ensured no one was there, and left in a hurry after hiding the money.

Chen Guanlou went all the way to the back mountain, along the stone road, turned a corner, and sure enough, saw an ancient Zen temple.

The Zen temple is maintained, although simple, it is not dilapidated. The walls, corridors, doors, and windows clearly show traces of repair in the past two years.

Kitchen chimney, cooking smoke, is cooking dinner.

Three or five little yellow doors, gathered in the hall to gamble.

An old eunuch with a disability, holding a broom to sweep the courtyard.

Walking forward, passing through several moon gates, finally arrived at the backyard, and he saw 'that madman'!

It is Grand Tutor Zhuang!

"Grand Tutor, do you remember me?"

Looking at the old, thin, and messy old man in front of him, Chen Guanlou couldn't combine the former Grand Tutor with the person in front of him.

"Who are you?"

Grand Tutor Zhuang raised his head, looking at him with some doubt.

Chen Guanlou took out a handkerchief and wiped the saliva from the corner of Grand Tutor Zhuang's mouth, and wiped the messy beard.

"Grand Tutor doesn't remember? I am Chen Guanlou, Chen Guanlou of the Jia-grade prison of the

"Marquis Pingjiang, ah, I remember now. Marquis Pingjiang, Marquis Pingjiang, Marquis Pingjiang... eh, who are you, how did you get in?"

Chen Guanlou froze instantly.

Senile dementia?!

Grand Tutor Zhuang has senile dementia?

"Grand Tutor, do you still remember how you came here?"

"Ah, I remember now, you are the third son of the Xu family, right? You've grown so big. Did your old man beat you? I..."

"Grand Tutor, do you still remember your name?"

"Name? Name! Right, what was your name again?"

"My name is Chen Guanlou."

"Chen Guanlou? Don't know you! I need to enter the palace to lecture the Crown Prince, don't block the way. You students of the Jixia Academy, ignoring the law, all deserve to die."

"The Crown Prince has already ascended the throne."

"Nonsense. The Crown Prince has just reached the age of twenty, and His Majesty is in his prime; don't try to sow discord between the father and son. Who exactly are you, and why are you appearing before me? Someone, someone, quickly take this thief down, he wants to harm the Crown Prince."