Chapter 798: The dog theory

Really can pull!

Two things that have nothing to do with each other, were really pulled together by these people. The key is that the one in the palace really believed it!

"In the face of absolute strength, all tricks are in vain."

"That's how it's said, but for a war that can be won smoothly, why create extra waves." The Chief Steward laughed, "You have to believe in the court officials, if everyone works together to do one thing, nine out of ten will be able to do it."

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly.

Why are the court officials so united?

What is the inside story of the Imperial Mausoleum site selection?

It can't be that everyone in the court is hoping for Emperor Jian Shi to hiccup.

No matter how muddled the emperor is, there are always a few loyal ministers by his side.

Emperor Jian Shi and the word muddled, it seems there is still a distance. Why is this?

The Chief Steward had a mysterious face and refused to say more.

He sighed, "It's just that my temper is good, and I don't calculate with you."

The Chief Steward:...

With his appearance of nose not being nose, eyes not being eyes, he also dares to call himself good temper. It is simply arrogant, having no self-knowledge, making people laugh and cry.

"Yes yes yes, your temper is considered not bad among young people." The Chief Steward had to pinch his nose to agree. Think of him, the dignified Marquis Prefecture Chief Steward, when has he been so aggrieved.

"You rest assured, after the war in the south is fought, the court can also be calm for a period of time. No one will interfere with the Heavenly Prison is your territory, it is definitely your territory."

"Chen Guanxu is willing to be a dog, so the Marquis Prefecture promotes him vigorously?" Chen Guanlou didn't care about the taboo, directly scolding people.

The Chief Steward hummed, "What dog or not dog, the words are very ugly. Talent, all are talents."

Chen Guanlou sneered, retorting: "Humph! In this day and age, everyone is a dog. King and ministers are dogs for the emperor, and the emperor is a dog for the powerful families. Everyone can't escape the fate of being a dog for others.

The difference is nothing more than some dogs are golden and expensive, with a pile of people serving by their side. Some people are only worthy of being wild dogs, eating the upper meal without the lower meal, and facing the risk of being beaten to death at any time.

I am the court's dog, you old man is the Marquis Prefecture's dog. Chen Guanxu, in my opinion, he wants to be the Marquis Prefecture's dog, and doesn't intend to be the court's dog."

"Did you sell your life to the court?" The Chief Steward didn't argue, but teased.

Whether it is a dog or a person, he has passed the age of arguing about everything and fighting for a length. Whether it is a person or a dog, what they seek is nothing more than three meals a day, and the warmth and fullness of the four seasons.

"No! But I do take the court's salary."

"Not so! You take the peace money handed over by the criminal officials. The court's salary, hehe, only a few pennies, and it is often in arrears. You are not clear about the logistics accounts of the Heavenly Prison, but you should be clear about the accounts of the three prisons. How much of the money and grain in the public account is allocated by the court, and how much you want from the criminal officials, you know best yourself. Don't say anything about being a dog for the court, it's all for a place to settle down. One day, if the court really lets you be a dog, I guess you will run faster than anyone else."

The Chief Steward saw through the essence at a glance.

Chen Guanlou felt guilty for a while, a bit embarrassed.

Being a dog is impossible, impossible in

Saying that was nothing more than wanting to compete with the Head Steward.

He gave a light cough to hide his embarrassment and said, "Whether I run or not, no one can say for sure right now. When the time really comes, I might be more steadfast than anyone."

The Head Steward wore a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "You... your whole life is ruined by this mouth of yours. If you hadn't been born with this mouth, the Hou Fu could have recommended you to be a high-ranking regional official, and it would have been perfectly fine."

Chen Guanlou gave a cold laugh. "You old man are wrong. I feel that out of my entire body, this mouth is the best-looking part."

Upon hearing this, the Head Steward burst into loud laughter. "You really are a rebel, always insisting on going against the grain. Being young is truly wonderful; you fear neither heaven nor earth, and you wouldn't even flinch if the King of Heaven himself came down."

"Forget it, forget it. In any case, you must know my good intentions; I have absolutely no desire to harm you. You must also believe that the Hou Fu has no desire to harm you either. The Hou Fu doesn't even have enough time to protect you and treasure you, so how could we ever harm you?"

"Keeping things from you before was truly for your own good. It's just that there was a conflict in our perspectives; what we thought was good felt like deception and contempt to you, making you feel uncomfortable. In the future, if something comes up, I will know how to communicate with you. I also hope you can understand our difficulties."

These words were spoken beautifully, and they felt extremely comfortable to hear.

Why didn't you do this sooner?

If you had spoken like this earlier, it wouldn't have led to everyone being unhappy.

Chen Guanlou said with a slightly haughty air, "Fine, I'll reluctantly accept your explanation, old man; I'll just treat it as you apologizing."

The Head Steward, at his advanced age, just laughed heartily and didn't hold it against him.

"Fine, fine, fine, let's just say it's an apology from me. Since you've accepted my apology, don't go having people send messages in the middle of the night, being all snide and sarcastic every day. When I call you to drink, you don't show your face, and when the Hou Fu hosts a banquet, you make excuses about being busy and only arrange for your eldest sister to attend. Look at how narrow-minded you are; you really love holding grudges."

"Of course I have to hold a grudge. I'm not a fool; if someone slaps me in the face, I shouldn't just stand there without feeling it and offer my right cheek as well. Am I that cheap?" Chen Guanlou retorted.

"You old man, look closely: who am I? I am a Ninth-Rank warrior. Don't use the methods you use on others in the Chen family on me; I don't buy that. I have never interfered with how you do things, but if you want to stir up trouble on my turf, you must inform me in advance. I hate that scheming and plotting the most—sneaking around all day, not acting like a proper person."

He spoke with righteous indignation, sternly criticizing the Head Steward's way of doing things as wrong and insisting he must deeply recognize his mistake and strive to correct it next time.

The Head Steward was left between laughter and tears; it really was a waste to have grown that mouth. If it weren't for that damn mouth, Brother Lou would be simply perfect!

"You, oh you, your whole life is ruined by this damn mouth."

Chen Guanlou held his nose high. No matter who came along, he was convinced that the best thing about him was that he had a mouth that could talk. How wonderful—he had never lost when it came to roasting people. Rather than internally consuming himself, it was better to drive everyone else crazy.

This drinking session could barely be considered a success for both host and guest.

At any rate, he was happy.

Whether the Head Steward was happy, he wasn't sure. Judging by his expression, he should have been satisfied.

The Head Steward was six or seven parts drunk, and the servant and carriage driver had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Chen Guanlou personally sent the old man out the door and helped him into the carriage. "Take it easy, old man; don't act tough if you can't drink. Alright, alright, next time you want to drink, I'll go to the Hou Fu to find you. I'm young and strong; if I drink too much, I'll just go take a leak and be fine. If anything happens to you, I won't be able to answer to the Hou Fu."

"Then it's a deal. In half a month, the Hou Fu will host a banquet; be sure to arrive early. The Young Master has been thinking of you."

"You're just bragging. Chen Mengzhao is already scared to death of me; how could he be thinking of me?"

"Boys will be boys; fear is fear, but he still thinks of you in his heart. You promised to take him to the Heavenly Prison to broaden his horizons; don't forget."