Chapter 724: Broken! He Also Started Believing in Feng Shui

Before entering the door, Xu Fugui had already tidied up his mood and expression.

The moment he stepped through the door, a fawning look was already revealed on his face.

"The small one pays respects to Master!"

Chen Guanlou raised his hand vaguely, signaling the other not to be overly polite, and to sit down and talk.

"The weather is quite cold."

"Yes, yes, I heard that many people froze to death last night. The weather this year is also quite strange; in the span of one night, it went from autumn to winter. Cotton clothes couldn't be worn in time, and the small one almost froze to death."

"Prison Clerk Xu is joking. Freezing anyone wouldn't freeze you. Speaking of people freezing to death, in the three major prisons, it is your C-block prison where the death toll exceeds the limit; what is going on? I told you to rectify it last year, and you treated it as wind in your ears?"

"Master, the small one is wronged! Master knows that the prisoners in the C-block prison, according to the rules, all have to go to the torture room. Nine out of ten prisoners have injuries on their bodies. The weather suddenly cooled down, plus the injuries on their bodies; no matter how capable the small one is, it is a clever woman who cannot cook without rice. I can save the illness, but I cannot save the life!"

Xu Fugui had already secretly relaxed at this moment.

At first, he thought Chen Guanlou was talking to him because of a mistake in the account book, wanting to flip his old accounts, which made him nervous.

Hearing that it was about prisoners freezing to death, eh, this matter was simple; he could just muddle through it.

"Stop talking nonsense to me. Whether the prisoners froze to death or died of serious injuries, I can distinguish clearly. Two months ago, the quilts and cotton clothes were allocated uniformly; do you want me to send someone to the warehouse to count the quantity now? Xu Fugui, oh Xu Fugui, you even want to embezzle that kind of worthless rotten stuff; are you that desperate? Are you poor crazy?"

Xu Fugui felt guilty instantly, shrinking his neck, hesitating for a long while, and suddenly roared, crying: "Master, the small one's life is bitter! A whole family depends on me to support them. The grain shop that was originally opened relied on the Heavenly Prison to eat. That group of people in logistics is too ruthless; the price simply cannot be done. And being squeezed by those big merchants, the business closed down long ago, and after settlement, I lost a large sum of money.

The wife has no way to manage the family, the children lack education, and several sons are all losers; none of them are good things. Master, the small one was truly forced by desperation to take this desperate measure. It's shameful to talk about it; embezzling even a bit of rags and rotten clothes, smearing the Master's face, and smearing the Heavenly Prison. Master, punish me; punish me severely. I don't want to be the head of that family anymore. Let that woman who spoils her children manage the family."

This was a howl.

Chen Guanlou picked his ears; he had heard it until calluses grew.

What he heard most in the Heavenly Prison was various complaints. Each had its own bitterness, each had its own difficulties. How much was true and how much was false. True and false, it all depended on a heart of stone, a black heart, and rotten intestines, so he wasn't fooled.

He gave a cold snort. "No money to support the family, but money to gamble! Xu Fugui, don't think that no one knows what you did last night. Tell me, how much did you lose in one night? Did you lose last month's bonus?"

Xu Fugui:...

He opened his mouth, unable to refute.

Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen's news was truly well-informed. He lost money on this end, and the neighboring side knew it in the blink of an eye.

He fidgeted. "My hands were itchy last night, and I couldn't control myself for a moment, and accidentally lost too much. But Master, rest assured, I have already learned my lesson and won't dare to do it next time."

Chen Guanlou didn't believe a single word.

If a gambler's words could be believed, a sow could climb a tree.

"I'm too lazy to care about your private affairs. If you dare to provoke trouble outside, I will deal with you myself. How much did you embezzle from the cotton clothes and quilts in the C-block prison? Make up for it with your own money. If anyone freezes to death later and the death toll exceeds the limit, I think your time as a prison clerk is over."

Xu Fugui said "ah."

He didn't expect it to be handled this way, wanting him to pay for the cotton clothes and quilts himself.

"What are you 'ah-ing' about? Get out immediately! If you don't get out, then let Qian Fugui bring the account book, and we'll calculate it clearly one by one."

"The small one is getting out, getting out right now."

"Before the office seals at the end of the year, you had better make up for the deficit in the account book. Otherwise, whether you will still be a prison clerk next year is hard to say."

Xu Fugui's back stumbled, and when he crossed the threshold, he almost fell. He was frightened by the last sentence.

Making up for the deficit in the account book is going to cost my life!

This time, I truly cannot gamble anymore. I must think of a way to find someone to beg for money.

In the middle of winter, Ministry of Justice officials didn't hide in their rooms to roast fire and drink tea; instead, they disregarded the severe cold and brought a coroner to the Heavenly Prison to inspect the corpses.

When Chen Guanlou learned that a coroner was accompanying them, his brain throbbed.

Can't they let him rest?

He notified Old Zhang Tou and the others to do fine work and at least muddle through.

When the Ministry of Justice officials arrived, Chen Guanlou greeted them with hot tea and snacks, letting Mu Qingshan accompany them. They were all scholars and all liked places of wind and moon, so they had many topics to chat about.

The order he gave to Mu Qingshan was: "Serve the people comfortably. It concerns your uncle's future; if you don't put your heart into it, no one else will."

"How to serve comfortably?"

Chen Guanlou said sternly: "Even if he asks you to take off your pants, you have to take them off!"

Mu Qingshan covered his crotch fiercely, then covered his buttocks, and only then did he realize that this action was extremely indecent.

"Master, you are truly too vulgar!" He strongly condemned. Knowing he couldn't take a joke, he still made such a joke with him. Playing with people!

Chen Guanlou gave a laugh. "Finding it vulgar! It's even more vulgar inside the prison; do you want to go in and experience it? Your uncle is quite old and maintaining the Mu Family Medical Hall is not easy; if you don't share his worries, who will? Think about it yourself. Go and serve the people immediately; you must serve them comfortably. Drag it out for at least an hour or more. Even if you have to hug and gnaw, you must drag out enough time."

He was too lazy to deal with the Ministry of Justice officials, so he handed the errand to Mu Qingshan and Chen Quan to accompany them.

Chen Quan had been very motivated in the past two years; after becoming a prison clerk, he didn't forget to study. Now, the characters he wrote could barely be seen. He could also write ordinary official documents independently.

Mu Qingshan was responsible for elegance!

Chen Quan was responsible for vulgarity!

Places of wind and moon were both elegant and vulgar; only by appreciating both elegance and vulgarity could one have fun. For this reason, Chen Guanlou made an exception and had people send wine and food in, and even set up a table of wine and dishes.

Otherwise, just holding a teacup and talking, how could three big men talk for an hour?

Do you really think everyone is a vegetarian!

He endured the discomfort and came outside the morgue. Fortunately, it was winter, and the smell was within the tolerable range.

Across the door, he asked: "How is the situation? Can you handle it? I fought for an hour for you; all of you put in some effort."

Medical Official Mu, wearing a mask, said in a muffled voice: "Rest assured, Master; an hour is enough. I guarantee I can muddle through."

"It's fine if you can muddle through! Look at the things you've done; you didn't even choose a good day to test medicine. You didn't even know to ask the people of the Imperial Observatory in advance to ask about the weather."

Chen Guanlou complained repeatedly and hurriedly retreated. This place was not suitable for staying long; it would ruin his feng shui.

Broken!

He had picked up the bad habits of the previous few Prison Wardens and started believing in the theory of feng shui! ===== CHAPTER 725 =====