Chapter 709: He hates writing self-criticisms the most

"Is there anything else you want to confess?" Chen Guanlou asked.

Prison Clerk Zhang waved his hands repeatedly. "No more, no more. I've said everything that should be said. Now that someone has complained to the Ministry of Justice, this matter..."

He looked expectantly, hoping that Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen would give him some pointers.

Chen Guanlou snorted coldly. "Get out! The rigged gambling matter ends here; if you dare to work for outsiders behind my back again, get as far away as you can."

"My lord, rest assured, this subordinate will never dare to do it again. This subordinate was also blinded by lard before and didn't know how I agreed to it. Now that this subordinate knows the severity of it, I absolutely dare not commit it again."

Chen Guanlou was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and drove him away. But he kept Lu Datou.

Lu Datou was a bit trembling and a bit nervous.

He wanted to kneel, but was worried it wouldn't be appropriate. If he didn't kneel, he wouldn't feel secure in his heart.

He didn't know what was waiting for him when a weapon flew toward his face. He was startled but didn't dare to dodge. With a slap, the weapon landed, and he saw clearly that it was a brush.

Thank heaven and earth, fortunately, it was just a brush.

As for the stroke on his face, that was a small problem.

"Brother, I was wrong." This time he was much more decisive.

Chen Guanlou sneered. "You get out too! None of you are good things. You dare to gamble with anyone; one day if you get castrated, it's well-deserved."

"Brother, save me, I don't want to be castrated." Lu Datou was truly afraid. He was frightened by the scene described by Chen Guanlou. Those people in the palace were perverts; he didn't even dare to go on the street now. What if he was put in a sack while walking on the street? He had no way to live. Being castrated alive was worse than death.

That thing might not be used, but it absolutely cannot be missing.

"If you don't want to be castrated, get down and do your job well, don't run around. Record everyone who participated in the rigged gambling this time, and deduct their monthly bonus. Send out the notice in a while. As for Prison Clerk Zhang, deduct his bonus for a quarter."

Mu Qingshan picked up his pen and wrote quickly; in a few strokes, a notice was produced.

Chen Guanlou instructed Lu Datou: "You are responsible for notifying everyone. If anyone is dissatisfied, find a way to appease them yourself. If anyone dares to make trouble in front of me, I won't discipline anyone else, just you alone."

Lu Datou had a bitter face and wanted to plead, but looking at Brother Chen's expression, all the words of pleading were swallowed back. It was better to do his job honestly and notify everyone. At worst, he would get a beating, at worst, he would spend some money to treat everyone to food and drink, spending money to avoid disaster. It was better than being caught and castrated.

Lu Datou resigned himself to his fate and accepted the task.

Mu Qingshan was a bit worried. "My lord, will this matter affect the Heavenly Prison?"

"What influence could it have? You are just worrying about nothing. Gambling is free, and you are responsible for your own wins and losses. Making such a fuss that the whole world knows about losing a little money, isn't that embarrassing enough!"

Mu Qingshan was completely numb. "My lord, you weren't saying that to Prison Clerk Zhang and Lu Datou just now."

Chen Guanlou gave a mocking smile. "Learn from this. Say what you need to say in your position. I don't believe those eunuchs in the palace dare to make trouble. If they dare to make trouble, I will make them lose face. Alright, write a document for this matter and send it to the Ministry of Justice tomorrow. Let's end it here."

Mu Qingshan looked troubled. "This, my lord, how should this document be written? This student has never written a similar document."

"Find a way to write it, how else? Do you still need me to teach you? Just copy the format of other documents; copying is always possible, right? It's nothing more than changing the events. If it really doesn't work, find someone to ask, ask the people at the Ministry of Justice how they write it."

Chen Guanlou had a headache.

He didn't know how to write it either!

He only knew the few types of document writing commonly used in the Heavenly Prison. Since becoming a Jiang Jiang Yucheng, he hadn't touched a pen for document matters.

Mu Qingshan discovered that Chen Guanlou also had times when he was unreliable; if he didn't understand, he didn't understand, so why pretend to be a big tail wolf.

The prison guards below were also itchy; they were all asking for a beating. If they didn't make trouble, it would be fine, but once they made trouble, they made such a big trouble; it was truly irritating.

Chen Guanlou also instructed him on one thing: "I have already protected the prisoner Chang Qing and the water bandit Langli Baitiao who are locked in the Yi-grade prison. Go and notify them. Remind the people below that I will take these two out to do things later; don't ask around, and keep your mouths shut."

Mu Qingshan stammered, and after a while, he found his train of thought. "My lord, the matter was really accomplished. You really protected these two?"

"How could I joke about such a matter? Besides, they are just two small thieves; is it hard to protect them?"

Mu Qingshan nodded violently; it was hard, very hard. At least for him, it was harder than ascending to heaven. If someone entrusted him to protect someone, he definitely wouldn't have a way.

It was only Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen, whose words were followed by actions; he said he would protect someone, and he did.

Tsk!

Mu Qingshan went to carry out the order.

When Chang Qing learned that he was protected and wouldn't be beheaded, he was stunned.

How could this be possible?

He had already prepared himself to be beheaded.

He asked Mu Qingshan, "Why did Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen want to protect me? I didn't give any silver, so why protect me?"

"Maybe you still have some use."

"What use do I have? I'm just a useless scholar and waste."

"Being able to lead a group of bandits to occupy the mountains for many years, can this be called a useless scholar? You are too humble."

"But, but..."

"What but or not but, isn't it good not to be beheaded? When you see Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen next time, ask him yourself if you have any questions."

Mu Qingshan was impatient to chat with a bandit and went to notify the water bandit.

The water bandit knelt on the ground and cried, "My three thousand taels!"

Mu Qingshan gave a 'heh'. "You owe it all. Use the rest of your life to pay off the debt; you can't run away."

The water bandit wailed loudly.

The three-day period expired.

Chen Guanlou ran to the Ministry of Justice to give an account. For the rigged gambling matter of his subordinates, he made a profound self-criticism. The attitude and text of the self-criticism were all written on the document, showing full sincerity, and he had already profoundly realized his mistake.

Sun Daoning flipped through the document, his brows furrowed, looking bitter and deep.

"Gambling is free? A gambling game caused only by wanting to win money? Just this?"

"This is the truth! My lord, when we handle cases, we pay attention to finding out the truth. This is the truth! With the truth, there is the subsequent profound self-criticism. My lord, rest assured, I have already punished all participants, and everyone has expressed their conviction and firmly obeyed your instructions, guaranteeing that they will never commit it again."

Sun Daoning only felt a headache. He put down the document and rubbed his brows. "Look at what you wrote; it's dog shit. Can I take this document to the people in the palace to see?"

"Why bother with that bunch of eunuchs? Gambling is repeatedly banned but never stopped, which shows they are incompetent. Now that the gambling game is void, if they want to blame someone, they have to catch the thief and the stolen goods."

Chen Guanlou's attitude clearly showed that he didn't take the complainant seriously.

The goal had already been achieved, the gambling game was broken up, and everyone was happy. If he still held on to his tone and refused to let go, that would be not knowing the rules.

"It's completely nonsense!" Sun Daoning criticized severely. "Tell your people to rewrite a self-criticism, write it well, and make sure it's profound. This one is void!"

Chen Guanlou:...

He hates writing self-criticisms the most! ===== CHAPTER 710 =====