Chapter 952: Grand handling, spending money like running water

The day after the imperial court's envoy arrived, Chen Guanlou set off to return to the capital.

Before leaving, he also went to the temple to say goodbye to the wild monk Liu Daowen.

At first, Liu Daowen was trembling with fear; he was very afraid! He was not afraid of martial artists, but afraid of martial artists with brains, especially martial artists with open brains.

When he learned that the other party was returning to the capital and just passing by to take a look, his heart was relieved and he was overjoyed, but he did not show it at all on his face.

"The poor monk wishes the sir a smooth journey. After the sir returns to the capital, don't be strong in everything. In the current situation, it is a bit chaotic. Before the situation is clear, it is easy to be beaten if you stand out."

"You have a heart."

"The sir has the grace of saving the poor monk's life, so the poor monk naturally hopes that the sir will be safe."

"The personal guards who disappeared before Prince Cheng died, do you really not know?"

Liu Daowen roared in his heart, here it comes again, here it comes again, annoying! He kept saying he wouldn't cross the boundary, but he was inquiring everywhere.

On the surface, he was innocent: "What is the sir talking about? Do I look like someone who knows this kind of thing? And the imperial court didn't pay attention, why is the sir so curious?"

"Just asking casually. I was thinking, Prince Cheng arranged such a scene before he died, could there be a backhand? Prince Cheng's heir died, and the rest of the family is not far from death. The disappeared personal guards must have a leader; what exactly does he want to do?"

Liu Daowen's heart jumped twice, and he calmed down again: "I am also curious about this? You guess, could the disappeared personal guards be in Marquis Pingjiang's camp?"

"This idea is interesting!" Chen Guanlou looked at the other party with a smile: "Then you say, what does the Marquis keep this group of personal guards for, he can't be rebelling."

Liu Daowen was very embarrassed: "Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen can really joke! The Marquis is a pillar of the imperial court, the arm that the emperor relies on, hahaha, absolutely impossible."

"Just know it! The Hou Fu is in a troubled autumn, you be honest with me."

"Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen thinks too highly of me, I am a wild monk, I can't even set off waves in the temple, what ability do I have to set off waves in the world."

"Official Liu, don't be humble! I know your ability. To be able to fake death and escape in the Heavenly Prison, in so many years, I have only met you. Even your master Jiang Tu didn't have this ability. If Jiang Tu took you as an arm, maybe he could have lived a few more years."

Liu Daowen was proud and embarrassed, wanting to continue to be humble, but afraid that Chen Guanlou would say more explosive words to stimulate his heart.

Could only laugh awkwardly.

"Thanks to Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen for looking up to me."

Chen Guanlou gave a hehe laugh: "Don't worry, although I know you must be hiding things that can't be seen, I won't pursue it, nor will I investigate. Not crossing the boundary is my principle. Don't provoke me, don't provoke the Hou Fu, don't provoke the Marquis. After all, my surname is Chen!"

"Jiang Jiang Yucheng Chen is joking, even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare."

"Best not dare."

Chen Guanlou left the words and left.

Liu Daowen was truly relieved, let out a long breath, and was nervous to death.

It's really haunting.

Fortunately, he left a few more eyes, and these days he didn't go down the mountain, honestly staying in the temple to recite scriptures.

Chen Guanlou returned to the capital, and just as he stepped into the alley where the Chen family was located, he felt the atmosphere different from the past.

Desolate!

Heavy!

People's faces all had a sense of panic and anxiety about the unknown future.

Not only because of the old lady's passing, but mainly because of a series of changes triggered by the old lady's passing.

The clansmen told him that the Heir Chen Guanfu had resigned from the Ministry of Works and wanted to observe mourning for the old lady.

"He is a grandson, is it necessary?"

Not a biological son.

"The eldest master has had no movement, the Heir must express his attitude."

Other officials in the Chen clan have also been very low-key recently, asking for leave. Those who didn't ask for leave also pushed their duties away, for fear of pits, and jumping into them accidentally.

Chen Guanlou sighed, worthy of being a capital native, political sensitivity is by no means comparable to local giants.

After washing up slightly, he bought wine and braised meat and went to Du Fuzi's house.

When Du Fuzi saw him, he said: "The old lady's funeral is over, and you just came back. Do you know that many people asked about you, asking why you didn't worship in the mourning hall."

"I am a person who has left the five clothes, so it is normal not to show up."

"That's what I said, but you have a great reputation, so it's inevitable that people will stare at you. Later, everyone learned that you went to the Northwest to send a letter, and this matter was settled. Otherwise, there would definitely be imperial censors taking advantage of this to make waves."

"Me, imperial censor?" Chen Guanlou was happy: "What kind of character am I, is it necessary for the imperial censor to stare at me?"

"They are not staring at you, but just taking you as a raft to target the Hou Fu and the Marquis. You know everything, the Heir resigned from the Ministry of Works, closed the door, and said he wanted to observe mourning. This is the attitude of the Hou Fu to the imperial court, blocking the mouth of the imperial censor, blocking the mouth of the world."

Chen Guanlou set up wine and dishes, and the two ate and drank: "How was the funeral?"

"Quite grand, luxurious!" Du Fuzi looked around and said mysteriously: "It is said that the old lady's funeral cost so much silver."

"Twenty thousand taels?" Chen Guanlou asked casually.

Du Fuzi made a disdainful expression, using an exaggerated tone and expression: "Two hundred thousand taels!"

What the hell?

Chen Guanlou was shocked: "A funeral cost two hundred thousand taels? Stopping the spirit for seven days, how did this money get spent?" Average nearly thirty thousand taels a day, burning money can't be that fast!

"More than a hundred monks and Daoist priests were invited, the coffin was the best, and all the items for entertaining guests were the best..."

Du Fuzi counted with his fingers, and just a rough calculation, it was already more than one hundred thousand. There were also various expenses in the details, and he dared not calculate carefully. The accounts really couldn't stand careful calculation.

I'm afraid, it's more than two hundred thousand taels.

Chen Guanlou clicked his tongue in admiration: "The Hou Fu is really rich! Won't it fall into famine? So much silver, the imperial censor didn't stare, the imperial court didn't have criticism?"

"How could there not be. Recently, in the court, everyone is discussing the extravagance of the Hou Fu."

"No one discussed the Marquis?"

"There are, but not as many as at the beginning."

When Chen Guanlou heard this, he laughed: "It turns out the Hou Fu spent a lot of money to divert attention. The imperial censor is also a person, and people have weaknesses, all subconsciously only staring at the things in front of them, rather than the Marquis in the Northwest."

"You mean, the Hou Fu deliberately handled it grandly and spent money?"

"If you don't spend the money, the silver that the Marquis embezzled in the Northwest over the years can't always be hidden in the Hou Fu's treasury. At least clear the treasury and send a signal to the outside world that money has been spent and there is a deficit."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Du Fuzi was nervous, very dissatisfied with Chen Guanlou's mouth. What dared to say, without any scruples.

Chen Guanlou persuaded him to relax: "In the world, except for grandmasters, no one can eavesdrop under their noses." ===== CHAPTER 953 =====