Chapter 676: A Crazy and Bold Idea

Chen Guanlou returned to the office, not wanting to do anything.

Despite the official documents piling up like a mountain.

Recently, there were too many people thrown into prison and too many people beheaded. Correspondingly, the paperwork also increased by more than several times. Many people with status, whether thrown into the Heavenly Prison or dragged out to be beheaded, had to have Chen Guanlou sign and seal.

This is the procedure; one cannot be lazy.

Every time he signed and sealed, he kept a straight face, looking very unhappy.

At this moment, there were dozens of documents waiting for his signature and seal; he felt annoyed and kept not moving.

Mu Qingshan urged him twice and was driven out by him.

Medical Official Mu had also been exhausted during this time and ran to the office to sponge off tea leaves.

"Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen, you need to look at things more openly. Since ancient times, imperial power struggles have been like this. Thinking back to when the late Emperor was young, he killed even more fiercely. Of the late Emperor's dozen brothers, look, how many are left now? Basically, all were killed. At that time, the ground in the capital was all red, all stained red with blood. His Majesty's killing this time is not even half of what the late Emperor did back then. If you had lived when the late Emperor was young, wouldn't you be choked to death."

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows.

"If you ask me, killing is a waste. How many scholars, how many ambitious people are in there; according to my idea, exile them all to the wilderness, or even exile them directly to foreign countries. If they want to survive, they have to rely on real skills to fight, educate, and spread culture with those barbarians, assimilating the local natives. If they have the ability to take away the barbarians' territory, whoever occupies the territory gets it. After three generations, they can take the imperial examination. You guess, the combat power of that group of people might be three times stronger than the regular army. Without the court spending a single soldier or a grain of food, in a hundred years, they could harvest a large piece of land and population; why not do it? Now they are all killed, hehe, all wasted!"

In an era of talent scarcity, to kill so wantonly. Sure enough, they don't understand what it means to make the best use of people and things; putting waste in the right place can turn waste into treasure.

Medical Official Mu was clearly shocked by Chen Guanlou's whimsical idea.

It took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

He muttered, "Just rely on those rebels to take down the barbarian land?"

"Allow them to recruit talent, all based on voluntary participation, no forced recruitment allowed. How many bandits and outlaws they can recruit to harm the wilderness depends entirely on their ability. Once the bandits and outlaws are gone, domestic security will improve; killing two birds with one stone."

"You really dare to think!" Medical Official Mu could only sigh.

Chen Guanlou laughed, "Just tell me, is my method much better than pure beheading? It can manifest the majesty of imperial power, and in a hundred years, it might even expand the territory."

"Aren't you afraid that in a hundred years, the descendants of these thieves will become local princes, too big to be controlled."

"Even if they become princes and threats, the meat is still rotten in our own pot. It didn't benefit outsiders, didn't benefit barbarians. You lot, you group of natives, just lack strategic vision, lack a big picture. Everyone only stares at their own one-third of an acre, only fighting infinitely in limited land. Put your vision further; the world is so big, there is so much land; if the Great Ming's sky can't hold it, then go outside and fight. Each one is stupid to death!"

Chen Guanlou was very disdainful and fiercely complained.

Medical Official Mu really wanted to ask: You are also a native, a genuine capital native, what are you showing off!

Completely unaware that this native is not that native.

"It's a pity you are low in rank; no one will listen to your words. Even if you were high in rank and power, these words are truly rebellious and will certainly be attacked by everyone. What a pity!"

Medical Official Mu was telling the truth.

The end of rebellion since ancient times is the execution of nine clans.

Let go?

Exile?

Barbarians?

And allow the recruitment of personnel to attack barbarians and occupy land, to be a local emperor?

Rebellious!

Traitorous!

Harboring evil intentions!

One big hat after another was put on his head, and he couldn't take them off. Maybe he would even be beheaded along with the rebels.

Imperial power cannot be provoked!

Rebels not killed, but let go, only in the end of a dynasty would they do this.

The Great Ming's sky is still on their heads, it won't collapse. Yet he dares to say such rebellious words; if he isn't executed, should he be kept for the New Year?

Chen Guanlou knew clearly that his ideas were ultimately just ideas. No matter who is Emperor, as long as the system is not changed and the concept that Great Ming is the world remains unchanged, they will not listen to his suggestions.

He laughed at himself.

Just at this time, a prison guard reported that the steward of the Zheng mansion was visiting.

Chen Guanlou was obviously stunned for a moment, "Steward of the Zheng mansion? Which Zheng mansion? Why doesn't this official remember knowing anyone surnamed Zheng."

"Reporting to my lord, the other party said he is the steward of Minister Zheng Daochong's mansion."

"You said who, Zheng Daochong?" Chen Guanlou felt strange, "Go invite him in; this official wants to see what the one surnamed Zheng wants to do."

The steward of the Zheng mansion had a goatee and shouldn't be very old, because his voice was very crisp, completely without the unique aura of middle-aged and elderly people.

He was still polite, bowed respectfully, and sat in the lower seat.

Chen Guanlou spoke first, "This official doesn't remember when I had dealings with Minister Zheng."

"My lord remembers correctly; there have indeed been no dealings before!"

"Then, why did the steward come to the door today?" Chen Guanlou asked curiously.

"Not hiding it from my lord, I came to visit under orders because I have a request."

"Let's hear it."

"My master hopes that the Heavenly Prison can take good care of the Wu family, especially the Seventh Master Wu!"

When the steward said the word 'take care', his tone was particularly heavy. It was clear that Zheng Daochong wanted to deal with the Wu family, especially the Seventh Master Wu.

"My lord, rest assured, I won't let my lord help in vain."

A wooden box was taken out.

Without even looking, Chen Guanlou could guess that it contained at least a thousand taels of silver notes.

He laughed, "Your master is a dignified Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and next step he might be promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. A dignified future Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Revenue, why specifically take care of the Wu family? Such a small matter, why bother to lower your status to ask the Heavenly Prison. You go to the Ministry of Justice, find some connections, and say hello, and it will be done. Oh, I remember, your master and the Ministry of Justice fell out as early as last year; I'm afraid no one in the Ministry of Justice will agree to Minister Zheng's request, so you can only settle for the next best thing and find the Heavenly Prison. Hehe..."

The steward of the Zheng mansion remained expressionless, "Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen might as well look at the price first."

Chen Guanlou followed the trend and opened the wooden box to take a look; a big hand, two or three thousand taels of silver at once. Just to specifically take care of the Wu family, especially the Seventh Master Wu.

"I suddenly remembered." Chen Guanlou pushed the wooden box back to the steward of the Zheng mansion, "Zheng Daochong offended people back then, was dealt with, his family was broken and people died, and he could only go far away. His life was not meant to end, and he entered the Profound Heaven Sect, only then turning the tables. The person he offended back then seems to be the Seventh Master Wu. Tsk tsk... holding a grudge enough!"

"Since Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen knows, I wonder if you can 'take care' of him a little?" The steward of the Zheng mansion pushed the wooden box containing the silver notes forward again, "There will be a heavy reward afterwards."

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Go back and tell Zheng Daochong, thanks to his care, the Heavenly Prison has owed half a year's money and food, always moving the east wall to patch the west wall. The Heavenly Prison is bitter!"

Covering his face and weeping, he waved his hand and drove the person away!

Steward of the Zheng mansion:...

What exactly is the price, at least give a definite word! ===== CHAPTER 677 =====