Chapter 678: Not As Handsome As Me

Zheng Daochong seemed to have stopped, with no movement for several consecutive days.

Chen Guanlou went down to the big prison, patrolling the cells as usual.

Coming to the Seventh Master Wu's cell door, before speaking, he first tsk-tsked twice, "How hard did you offend Zheng Daochong back then, your Wu family is about to be executed to the nine clans, and he still won't let you go. He held a large amount of silver to find this official, asking this official to take care of you, preferably sending you into the torture room, and trying all the torture instruments once."

Seventh Master Wu:...

He smiled bitterly repeatedly, "When did I offend him; it is clearly his paranoia, self-righteousness, acting willfully, and not listening to anyone's persuasion. He lost face and held a grudge against me.

Back then, the only thing I did was, out of interest, pay for a literary gathering, where all students could attend, and those who won the top spot based on talent would have a generous reward.

I was dissatisfied with his poetry, so he blamed me for having no eyes, favoring others, saying the literary gathering I held was unfair, just to select flatterers. As the organizer, facing questioning, I reasoned with evidence, pointing out the shortcomings of his article, convincing people with reason. He felt greatly humiliated, furious on the spot, and scolded everyone present. In order for the literary gathering to continue, I ordered the servants to drive him away.

The matter is just such a matter; to speak of hatred, I really can't think of it; he is so narrow-minded, killing is not enough, and years later he still wants me to live a life worse than death, only then can he eliminate the hatred in his heart. Better to offend a gentleman than a petty person; this saying is not deceiving me."

Seventh Master Wu seemed listless; a little contradiction from many years ago, continuing to this day, is truly unimaginable.

What is even harder to accept is that this petty person, Zheng Daochong, actually made it big and became a close official of the Son of Heaven. Zhao Mingqiao, Censor Zhao, mobilized so many people to impeach him, but couldn't bring him down. The Jian Shi Emperor clearly wanted to protect Zheng Daochong.

"Regret it?"

Chen Guanlou asked casually.

Seventh Master Wu laughed at himself, "Never regret! Only hate that I couldn't beat him to death with a stick back then, giving him a chance to turn the tables. His article was insufficient, and he didn't allow people to say it. Since he didn't let people say it, why participate in the literary gathering? It can be seen that he is self-righteous and has no self-awareness of his own talent. I also commented on other people's articles, good and bad, and I didn't see anyone as crazy as him, like a madman, suddenly as if he had become a different person."

Chen Guanlou nodded knowingly.

He hadn't seen Zheng Daochong and didn't know his appearance. But from the mouths of so many people, he understood a little.

It can be 100% determined that the one surnamed Zheng is a paranoid, and a hundred cows can't pull back what he has determined. He determined that his article was excellent and could win the top spot, so naturally, he couldn't tolerate anyone slandering it. Anyone who slandered it must be harboring evil intentions and have no fairness at all. Once this point was determined, let alone Seventh Master Wu's persuasion, even if the Heavenly King came, he wouldn't be convinced, and he would have to make a big scene.

"You are also unlucky, why hold a literary gathering for no reason. Being your rich young master, eating, drinking, and waiting for death, isn't it fragrant?"

"It's very boring! Always have to find something to do."

"So many women are not enough for you to pass the time."

"I can't compare to Prison Warden Chen; the body has limits, so I dare not waste all my time on women." Seventh Master Wu laughed loudly, indirectly praising Chen Guanlou's body for having no limits and being able to toss at will.

Chen Guanlou:...

Quite embarrassed.

Actually, he also has limits; occasionally playing too hard, the kidneys can't take it, and he must rest for a few days.

Of course, such shameful things definitely can't be said!

"You speak quite nicely."

Seventh Master Wu was very smug, "I relied on this mouth to eat, drink, and wait for death every day, living happily and freely for decades. Now that I am a prisoner, about to go to the execution ground to be beheaded, I have no regrets. I enjoyed this life, and I will start over in the next life."

"You are quite open-minded."

"What can I do if I'm not open-minded! The Emperor wants to exterminate the Wu family; can I still resist? A mere body, how can it resist the tool of killing!"

Seventh Master Wu was absolutely a clear-headed person, clearly recognizing that the decline of the Wu family was destined, clearly recognizing that the defeat of the Wu family was destined, and even death he had anticipated.

Chen Guanlou was a bit curious; since he anticipated everything in advance, didn't he make any arrangements? For example, preserving a bit of bloodline for the Wu family?

Curious though curious, he didn't ask.

Some secrets, once spoken, are no longer effective!

Off work, going home!

Walking out of the Heavenly Prison gate, he saw a big man dressed like a wandering swordsman, holding a sword, leaning against a tree trunk by the roadside.

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, instructing a prison guard to go up and remind the other party that this is a heavy place of the court, and idle people should not approach, especially those in the Jianghu. Otherwise, if they are treated as people with ulterior motives and caught by the Embroidered Uniform Guard next door and thrown into the Imperial Prison, they deserve it.

The prison guard took the order and returned a moment later, saying, "My lord, the other party said he wants to see you. He wants to invite you to drink."

"See me, and invite me to drink?"

"Yes!"

"Does he have... who is he, what is his background, why does he want to see this official?"

"He didn't mention it. My lord, should I refuse him?"

"No need. You go back first; I will go meet this Jianghu person."

Chen Guanlou, with a trace of curiosity and a trace of excitement, walked slowly on the street. That Jianghu person followed him not far or near.

He entered a restaurant, the other party followed him in, and followed him into the private room.

"Brother, please!"

Drops of tea water flew into the air, turning into a sharp sword and killing.

Dong!

A crisp sound, the tea water landed on the ground.

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Brother's strength is not bad."

The other party stepped forward directly and sat down, "Ninth Rank!"

No wonder!

So it is a Ninth-Rank big shot.

Chen Guanlou was full of interest.

In this day and age, wanting to meet a Ninth-Rank martial artist, the difficulty is no less than picking a virgin among married women.

"May I ask brother's name, where are you from? My identity, I think you are very clear."

"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Yitian. A disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect, Zheng Daochong is my fellow apprentice."

Yo!

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly; he thought Zheng Daochong had stopped, but didn't expect him to hold back a big move, inviting foreign aid. It turns out that officialdom methods don't work, so he switched to Jianghu methods.

"Brother Jiang is going to stand up for Zheng Daochong?"

Jiang Yitian took off the straw hat on his head, placed the sword wrapped in cotton cloth by his hand, and said softly, "Not so!"

Finally revealed his whole face.

A standard wandering swordsman template, vicissitudes, gloomy, plus handsome. Put on TV, he is a deep and handsome second male lead. Put in a novel, he is a hidden big shot.

Put in reality, Chen Guanlou sneered: Not as handsome as me!

"Brother Jiang is not standing up for Zheng Daochong, yet you come to find me, what exactly is it for?"

"Do you know why Zheng Daochong was able to rise rapidly in the Profound Heaven Sect in just a few years, and was able to persuade the sect elders to support him in taking the imperial examination and walking the official path, and also escorted him, allowing him to become a close official of the Son of Heaven."

"I don't know!" Chen Guanlou expressed very frankly, "Can Brother Jiang solve my doubts." ===== CHAPTER 679 =====