Chapter 682: Want to Leave Bloodline Descendants

Chen Guanlou went down to the big prison and came to the cell door where Minister Wu was detained.

There were two more days before the Wu family would receive the nine-clan execution package, and all men, women, old, and young would die.

He stared at Minister Wu with a solemn face and asked bluntly, "Want to leave bloodline descendants!"

Minister Wu was stunned for a moment, his expression very confused.

"Don't ask me why, just ask if you want to?" Chen Guanlou's eyes carried a trace of cold and cruel indifference to life, and a trace of crazy acting. He wanted to personally direct a play, bury a seed, and wanted to see if the seed could grow into a towering tree.

Minister Wu opened his mouth, "My family's men are all on the register, the adults are all in prison, and the young ones are detained with the female family members. How can I leave them?"

"You don't need to worry about this. Just ask if you want to leave them?"

"I want to, but can it be done?"

"Don't question the ability of a Heavenly Jiang Jiang Yucheng and Ninth-Rank martial artist. Just ask if you want to?"

"I want to!" Minister Wu answered affirmatively.

"Which one do you want to leave?"

Minister Wu was instantly dazed.

Subconsciously, his eldest son flashed through his mind. The eldest son, carefully cultivated to inherit the family business. In a blink of an eye, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that it was impossible. His sons all had to go to the execution ground with him, not one missing. If any one was missing, the crime would be added to the crime. I'm afraid that even the execution of nine clans would not be enough to satisfy the Jian Shi Emperor, and it would implicate more innocent people.

He could only choose from the grandsons.

The eldest grandson was old, excluded.

One grandson after another, either because of age, personality, or talent, were excluded.

Finally, he chose the youngest son of the seventh son, the thirteenth grandson.

"Seventh Master Wu's youngest son?" Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Does he often appear outside?"

"Very rarely! You also know my seventh son, he doesn't go home often. His children, except for the older ones who go out with the seventh daughter-in-law, the young ones haven't had the chance to go out. This grandson, only six years old, has already shown extraordinary talent and learning. In time, he will definitely be a thousand-mile horse of the Wu family. If I can only keep one, I choose thirteen."

"Fine!"

After saying that, Chen Guanlou turned and left.

Minister Wu was panicked, hurriedly calling the person back, lowering his voice, and asking uncertainly, "Is it really fine? Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen, you don't need to take such a big risk; it's not worth it. If it is discovered, even if it is the Marquis Mansion, I'm afraid it won't be able to protect you."

"The premise is being discovered!" Chen Guanlou laughed lightly.

Minister Wu's heart trembled, "I know there are fake death medicines in the world, but the imperial physicians in the palace are not vegetarians. The forensic experts of the Embroidered Uniform Guard are also masters. If it alarms the Grandmaster in the palace, can it be hidden?"

"You rest assured, since I dare to bring it up, I have a way to handle the aftermath. Minister Wu, are you afraid? Are you afraid of being cut into a thousand pieces?"

"I am not afraid of being cut into a thousand pieces; I am only afraid of implicating innocent people."

Chen Guanlou nodded, considering it an acknowledgment of the other party's statement, "Minister Wu is benevolent, it's just a pity that Heaven is unfair. Two days later, your family, men, women, old, and young, will all go to the execution ground; you will see then."

This time, Chen Guanlou left very decisively.

He asked Medical Official Mu for medicine, fake death medicine.

Medical Official Mu, at his age, jumped up in shock, pointing at him and scolding, "You don't want your life!"

No need to know the specific plan, the three words fake death medicine were enough to explain many problems.

Medical Official Mu hurriedly went outside the door to check, fearing that the words just now were heard by someone.

Chen Guanlou pointed to his ears, "With me here, no one can eavesdrop, you can rest assured one hundred percent."

"I won't be able to rest assured until I die." Medical Official Mu was so angry he wanted to curse, closing the doors and windows tightly, "Are you crazy? What exactly do you want to do?"

"Although I also have a way to make people fake death, the time is not long, I'm afraid it's hard to deal with the inspection. Don't deny it, I know you have fake death medicine in your hand."

A medical official who tests medicine on prisoners every day and tinkers with medicinal materials every day, both good at making poison and good at detoxifying, if he says he doesn't have fake death medicine, even ghosts won't believe it.

Medical Official Mu was about to die of anger, suppressing his voice, roaring, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Chen Guanlou told his plan completely, without concealment. He had many secrets with Medical Official Mu, and didn't care about one more secret.

"You are crazy!" Medical Official Mu was so excited he pulled out a few beards, "What exactly are you thinking, why did you suddenly come up with such an absurd idea, why do you want to leave bloodline for the Wu family. What good is it for you."

"It's no good for me, I just want to watch a play. I did it when I thought of it. I think I still have the capital to be willful."

"You want to be willful, can you change to another one."

"No. Things that others can do are not called willful for me. Only things that others can't do, I come to do, are called willful." At this time, Chen Guanlou was like a middle-school student who asked for a beating, speaking stubbornly.

"You you you... you are killing me! Even if you are dissatisfied with the Son of Heaven, you don't need to risk yourself."

"You are wrong, I am very satisfied with the Son of Heaven." Chen Guanlou grinned.

Medical Official Mu didn't believe a word.

"This question was discussed long ago; no matter who is Emperor, they will do this, and so many people will die. You think Prince Jin wouldn't kill people if he were Emperor? I'm afraid more people would die."

"I know!" Chen Guanlou's heart was calm, "No matter who sits in that position, they will turn into a fierce beast, devouring everyone who is a threat. I just feel a little disgusted, and I must do something to resolve this disgust."

"Must it be like this?" Medical Official Mu was still struggling on the verge of death, trying to pull him back.

Chen Guanlou nodded, "It must be done like this. You will help me, right!"

"You, I..." Medical Official Mu felt dizzy; at this point, what could he do? If he said he didn't have fake death medicine, believe it or not, Chen Guanlou would raid his house and his medical clinic.

He had a headache!

"You can't mess around!" Medical Official Mu issued the last cry before dying.

"Rest assured! I will come with a plan."

In the end, Medical Official Mu very reluctantly handed over the fake death medicine, especially instructing the usage, dosage, and duration of the fake death. The timing of the medicine must be accurate.

Chen Guanlou kept it all in mind.

The next day, it was a new day.

Two people died in the Imperial Prison, not prisoners, but two torture room masters, who died inexplicably.

Two people also died on the female prisoner side, an old woman, who hanged herself. A young child, woke up in the morning, and the person was already stiff. After the forensic expert checked, the conclusion was death from palpitations.

The list was reported, checked, and settled hastily.

Too many people died recently, people were dying every day. Especially on the female prisoner side, many female family members couldn't bear the disaster of prison, nor could they accept being beheaded on the execution ground, so they simply ended themselves in the cell.

The prison guards of the female prisoners didn't stop them either. If they want to die, let them die. Anyway, it's death sooner or later.

An old woman, a young child, both were unlucky people executed to the nine clans, not even having anyone to collect the bodies, all buried in the mass grave.

A quarter of an hour later, the young child was taken away from the pile of dead bodies, and a child's skeleton gnawed by wild beasts was replaced in the position where the young child's body had lain.

Out of the city!

Galloping all the way!

When the young child woke up, he had already been settled in a manor deep in the big mountains. ===== CHAPTER 683 =====