Chapter 665: In the eyes of the imperial court, he is just a fart

Arrived in the Northwest silently.

It was the harvest season, the sky was high and the clouds were light, the wilderness, cattle and horses, and crowds outlined a picture that made people feel infinite emotion.

Chen Guanlou disguised himself and came to Jinzhou.

The main camp of the pacification army was outside Jinzhou City; people said the Marquis had always lived in the army and didn't enter the city to live. The Marshal's Mansion in the city had always been vacant, and later it was simply used to raise women. Raising all kinds of women, all sent by others.

The Marquis refused no one, throwing them all into the Marshal's Mansion, not looking at them for months. So much so that some people suspected whether the Marquis was old, or his leg injury had flared up, making him unable to perform.

The Marquis:...

He never came out to defend himself, letting people outside guess wildly, taking the fake as true, true and false mixed.

Chen Guanlou entered a mutton restaurant, ordered three signature dishes, and browsed the street scenery while eating. His style, at a glance, was that of someone from out of town.

This broken place didn't even have decent scenery, and the women were rough; what was there to see. The locals didn't even bother to glance at it more.

If you really want to talk about good-looking, it has to be Prince Cheng's Mansion.

It was rumored that Prince Cheng's Mansion had beautiful scenery and countless beauties. Those who had been there couldn't stop thinking about it after returning.

After eating, he found a teahouse to listen to a section of storytelling, and then found a high-end brothel to wash up.

He washed himself clean, dropped some silver, and left. The girl in the building was so angry that she was resentful, angry, and self-doubting. Could it be that she was old and fading, and such a strong man disliked her for being old?

The girl lay on the quilt crying, while Chen Guanlou rushed to the military camp overnight.

Entered silently and headed straight for the main camp.

No one!

That made sense!

To guard against sneak attacks by high-level martial artists, as the commander of the army, safety issues could not be ignored. A cunning rabbit has three burrows; since there was no one in the main camp, he would spend some time looking for them.

In an inconspicuous tent, Chen Guanlou found the Marquis who was in a secret discussion with a strategist.

The strategist suddenly fell unconscious for no reason.

The Marquis was shocked and was about to shout, but found he couldn't make a sound. He was terrified; there was an assassin!

When the 'assassin' entered the tent, a familiar face made him feel relieved.

Chen Guanlou smiled, put his hand to his lips to make a 'shh' sound, and then released the restriction on the Marquis.

"I am here on the Crown Prince's order to deliver luggage to the Marquis."

A wooden box, locked; he hadn't opened it.

Although he had curiosity, he also knew the rules. Don't look through other people's things. Unless he was interested and had to take a look.

Clearly, he wasn't interested in this trip.

The Marquis breathed a sigh of relief, "So it's Brother Lou, hasn't changed at all."

Chen Guanlou laughed, pulled a chair and sat down casually, looking very comfortable.

He had a very good impression of the Marquis.

The Marquis was the most generous person he had ever met; every time he bought antiques, calligraphy, and paintings, he was not only prompt with money but also gave enough price. So much so that he developed the cognition that bargaining was a heinous crime.

"Haven't seen the Marquis for a few years; the Marquis has become haggard."

The Marquis waved his hand, "The Northwest wind and sand are big; it's inevitable after staying for a long time. How many days did this trip take?"

"Just two or three days, delayed for a while on the way."

Such fast speed.

The Marquis nodded slightly, "I've heard about your affairs; very impressive, worthy of being the thousand-mile colt of the Chen family. I'll have someone arrange your accommodation. Tomorrow morning, come to the main camp; I have something to hand over to you."

"No need to arrange accommodation; I have a place to stay in the city. After breakfast tomorrow, I will arrive on time."

"Fine! Since you've already made arrangements, this Marquis won't overstep."

After saying that, he took out several silver notes and handed them to Chen Guanlou, "Don't be reluctant to spend money; if it's not enough, just say so."

"Many thanks, my lord." Chen Guanlou beamed as he took the money; the lord was truly generous. Unlike the Young Master, who was stingy and wouldn't pay until he saw results.

Hmm...

The Marquis seemed to have something to say but stopped.

Chen Guanlou raised an eyebrow, "If the Marquis has any instructions, why not speak directly."

"Can you help this Marquis bring a few words to Prince Cheng."

"Tonight?"

"Are there any difficulties?"

"No difficulties, just that finding the place and finding the person might take some time."

"No matter. I have a topographic map of Prince Cheng's Mansion here, as well as a portrait of Prince Cheng. Come over and take a look; can you remember it?"

Chen Guanlou had a good memory; looking at it once, he basically had a count in his heart, "What words does the Marquis want me to bring?"

The Marquis was clearly deliberating and hesitating, and it took a while before he said: "Tell him, don't fear life and death. Xiang Zhuang dances with the sword, aiming at Pei Gong; don't scare yourself to death."

"If he asks what this means, how should I answer him."

The Marquis gave a chuckle, "Prince Cheng is a fool, and he thinks too highly of himself. If he asks, tell him that in the eyes of the imperial court, he is just a fart. Don't think of yourself as too important. His father lost; what kind of thing is he? The Emperor doesn't even bother to care about him. Tell him to be honest and don't make so many moves."

"What if he doesn't listen?"

"If he can't listen, tell him, don't wait for the imperial court's Brocade Uniform Guard; this Marquis will make him regret it first."

"Just these?"

"Can you bring it?"

"Definitely no problem. But this matter should be very important, why didn't the Marquis arrange for trusted personnel to bring words to Prince Cheng, but instead arranged for me?" Chen Guanlou was very curious.

He was a marginal figure of the Chen family, except for the New Year, he basically didn't participate in the clan's activities, every time money arrived but the person didn't. On the Marquis's Mansion side, he also classified himself as a marginal figure.

However, whether it was the Crown Prince or the Marquis, they trusted him extremely. It seemed they had never considered that he might betray, or that the errand might be botched.

To entrust such a secret and dangerous matter as bringing words to Prince Cheng to him?

Too trusting!

"Right now, Jinzhou is full of Brocade Uniform Guard spies. The people around me are all familiar faces. Not to mention getting close to Prince Cheng's Mansion, even appearing in Jinzhou City can cause a commotion for the Brocade Uniform Guard. There are also unfamiliar faces, but there is no absolute certainty that they can bring this Marquis's words to Prince Cheng. I'm afraid the person passing the words in the middle will make a mistake and fail to understand this Marquis's meaning, causing a counterproductive effect. You are different; first, you know how to disguise, and second, you have enough ability to enter Prince Cheng's Mansion silently without alarming anyone. This matter can only rely on you; this Marquis doesn't trust anyone else."

After saying that, the Marquis took out a few more silver notes.

Chen Guanlou:...

The Marquis's temperament of throwing money was truly dashing, and he liked it.

Not a word about money, yet everywhere was money.

He just liked generous people.

He decisively accepted the silver notes, "Since the Marquis trusts me so much, I will make a trip to Prince Cheng's Mansion tonight and bring the words to Prince Cheng. If he makes a scene, I might take extraordinary measures."

"No matter. As long as he is neither dead nor disabled." The Marquis didn't care about Prince Cheng's safety at all. Deep down, he even wanted to take the opportunity to kill that guy. If it weren't for Prince Cheng being a Prince of the Blood, with a noble status, whose death would cause a series of reactions, he would have wanted to take action long ago. ===== CHAPTER 666 =====