Chapter 531: Dismissal

Some people have guessed that Chen Guanlou took Sun Daoning's path. But this matter is quite mysterious, and many people don't believe it.

Why?

Sun Daoning is a typical scholar, in everyone's impression, a person who is noble, slightly rigid, and a bit stubborn. Obviously not an old slicker in the officialdom.

Can such a person be bribed by Chen Guanlou?

Many people expressed doubt.

The Right Vice Minister is more likely.

Anyway, it's all speculation, just talking nonsense; guessing the Jade Emperor is fine too.

Such matters, the parties involved would rather die than stand up and admit it, all pretending to know nothing.

In the time of a meal, Xu Fugui forgave Prison Clerk Zhang.

Prison Clerk Zhang was full of energy, and Xu Fugui pondered for a while, then took the initiative to come to the office, chatting about this and that, and finally cautiously asked, "Master, the Grade C prison is also looking forward to Master taking time to patrol twice, to guide our errands. If there is anything done poorly, please Master don't hesitate to give advice."

He was clearly coveting the Grade B prison next door, wanting to learn from Chen Guanlou, and also looking for someone to take the blame... to endorse. In short, he was aiming for money.

Chen Guanlou hummed, looking at Xu Fugui with deep eyes. "During the noon break, this official flipped through the account books of the Grade C prison; these two years have been a bit desolate."

"Yes, yes! Everyone in the Grade C prison is almost too poor to open the pot." Xu Fugui took the opportunity to complain. "A group of poor people, it's really impossible to squeeze money out."

Do heroes have money?

Occasionally they have money, and when they have money, they spend it. When it's spent, they sleep in the open, or run to the rich landlord's house to beg for autumn wind. Truly large families, heroes have the eye to see, and won't provoke them. Because they can't afford to provoke them. Large families all raise martial arts thugs; if they really fight, it's not certain who will beat whom.

Anyway, when Jianghu heroes are caught, they usually don't have many copper coins on them.

Family members?

Even the names might be fake; where to find family members? 100,000 miles away?

Bandits?

The government soldiers are not fools; when catching bandits, can they not search their bodies, can they not search the mountains? They wish they could peel off the bandits' underwear; it's impossible to leave money for prison guards to have a chance to extort.

Jianghu scum?

This type of person usually has money, but they are also the most slippery. Qian Cai can be squeezed out, but how much can be squeezed out depends on the acting level of the Jianghu scum, and second, on the means of the prison guards.

In a word, almost half of the prisoners locked in the Grade C prison are poor wretches.

Of the three prisons, the Grade C prison is the most shabby, but it is also the most crazy in gambling. There is a feeling of breaking the jar and letting it break, eating today without caring about tomorrow.

Of course, Xu Fugui is definitely not poor; he is just used to complaining about being poor.

Mixing in officialdom, everyone eats the public's rice together; remember not to show off wealth, even if you are really rich, rich for a hundred years, don't show off. Eating and drinking are small things; the most afraid is being hated by villains and being poisoned in secret.

Officialdom killing never sees blood; they all use invisible knives.

Chen Guanlou clicked his tongue twice. "Prison Clerk Xu guards the treasure mountain but doesn't know how to use it. If the prisoners have no money, let them exchange it with technology. For example, martial arts manuals, collect them, find people to copy them, and then sell them to the outside. Or cooperate with martial arts schools in the city, provide manuals, share the tuition fees, and make it a long-term business."

Xu Fugui was stunned. "This, can it still be operated like this? Are those so-called manuals of the prisoners valuable?"

"Whether it's valuable or not depends on who you sell it to." Chen Guanlou casually prevaricated. "You go back and ponder this matter carefully; I will also think for you how to operate it specifically. The premise is, manage your people well, keep the rules, and don't mess around. Only by being credible and keeping the rules will the prisoners cooperate sincerely, and you can get real manuals. You go back and make a charter, and I will look at your ideas first."

Chen Guanlou didn't want to chat deeply, and in a few words, he dismissed Xu Fugui.

Xu Fugui walked out of the office, still a bit stunned. Can this business really be done? Is it feasible?

He was half-believing.

But thinking of Chen Guanlou's reputation for having a golden touch, perhaps it is really feasible. As for the specific charter, his brain was messy; where is there any charter.

Suppressing the two biggest thorns, Prison Clerk Zhang and Xu Fugui, the other prison clerks were not worth looking at at all. Qian Cai is a person's courage, and also the courage of people who eat public rice. Which department can create income and has more money, the voice will be louder, and the confidence will be fuller. The cold bench government office that does not create income, what can it do, can only smile.

The other prison clerks all rely on the three prisons to eat; Prison Clerk Zhang and Xu Fugui both compromised and expressed loyalty with actions. Even if other prison clerks had some unspeakable little thoughts, they could only silently put them away.

In the evening, Chen Guanlou carried a pot of wine and two catties of braised meat, swaying and arriving at Master Du's house.

It had been a long time since he came to ask for knowledge, and he actually missed it.

The one who opened the door was Master Du's eldest grandson, named Du Yuefeng. He was not many years older than him, of medium height, and had been studying in his hometown.

Strictly speaking, the Du family seems to have a bit of a gene for studying, but not much. Everyone can study, but they have no fate with fame. The talent for studying is truly inferior.

Master Du's eldest son, named Du Shoufu, has not been able to pass the scholar examination to this day and is an old child student. Having been a child student for ten or twenty years, tsk... He also has martial arts veins, but is only a mere first-rank martial artist, already old, and cannot make progress. It can be seen that whether it is studying or practicing martial arts, the talent is really not very good.

Du Yuefeng is even more miserable than his father; to this day, he hasn't even passed the child student examination, and has no martial arts veins.

Master Du is at least a scholar.

Three generations of the Du family, typically one generation is not as good as the next, and the gene for studying is being diluted at a speed visible to the naked eye. I am afraid that by Du Yuefeng's next generation, even literacy will be difficult.

I don't know if the women in the family are too stupid and passed it on to the children.

It is rumored that the child's IQ is mainly inherited from the mother.

Silently shed a tear of sympathy for Master Du. No wonder Master Du risked his face to get his children and grandchildren to the capital, at least to mix a future and earn some money.

However, Master Du has more than one son. I don't know how the other sons' literary talent is, and whether they have passed the examination.

Seeing Chen Guanlou, Du Yuefeng was quite happy, with a sincere smile on his face. "Uncle Lou is here! My grandfather mentions you every day. Uncle Lou, since you are here, why be so polite."

Listening to this address of Uncle Lou, Chen Guanlou felt very refreshed, but also a bit unaccustomed. He was still a young man, and was called uncle by an outsider! The seniority was suddenly raised, and it felt a bit strange.

This is really different from the feeling of his nephews and nieces in the clan calling him uncle. Nephews and nieces have a blood relationship, and calling him uncle is a matter of course.

Du Yuefeng is an outsider with no kinship, only because of Master Du. And he is a big guy not many years apart in age.

Chen Guanlou laughed. "Your grandfather is at home, right?"

"Yes, yes. He is looking forward to you coming every day. Uncle Lou, please this way."

"I am familiar with your house; go busy yourself."

"That won't do; wouldn't that be a loss of etiquette. If grandfather and father knew, they would beat me." Du Yuefeng did not study in vain; the etiquette was very thoughtful. ===== CHAPTER 532 =====