Chapter 678 Not as Handsome as Me

Zheng Daochong seemed to have calmed down, and there was no movement for several days.

Chen Guan went to the prison downstairs and inspected the cells as usual.

When he came to Wu Laoqi's cell door, he clicked his tongue twice before he spoke, "How cruelly did you offend Zheng Daochong back then? Your Wu family is about to kill the nine tribes, and he won't let you go. Holding a lot of money Come to me and ask me to take more care of you. It is best to send you to the torture chamber and use all the torture instruments. "

Wu Qiye:...

He smiled bitterly again and again, "Whenever have I ever offended him? It's obviously because he is paranoid, self-righteous, insistent on his own way, and unable to listen to anyone's advice. He will bear a grudge against me when he loses face."

At that time, the only thing I did was to get interested and fund a cultural gathering. All students could attend. If I came out on top based on my talent and learning, there would be a generous reward.

I was dissatisfied with his poems and essays, so he blamed me for being blind-sighted and partial to others. He said that the literary competition I held was unfair and only aimed at selecting sycophants. As the organizer, when faced with doubts, I pointed out the shortcomings of his article with reason and evidence to convince people with reason. But he was greatly embarrassed and furious in front of his face. Everyone present was scolded by him. In order for the cultural gathering to continue, I ordered my servants to drive him away.

That's the thing. When it comes to hatred, I really can't imagine that he is so narrow-minded. It's not enough to kill someone. He will make my life worse than death many years later in order to satisfy the hatred in his heart. It is better to offend a gentleman than a villain. I am not deceiving you. "

Wu Qiye seemed to be in low spirits. It was really unexpected that a conflict many years ago would continue to this day.

What is even more difficult to accept is that Zheng Daochong, a villain, has become prosperous and has become a close minister of the emperor. Zhao Mingqiao and Zhao Yushi mobilized so many people to impeach him, but they could not overthrow him. Emperor Jianshi made it clear that he wanted to protect Zheng Daochong.

"Do you regret it?"

Chen Guanlou asked casually.

Wu Qiye laughed at himself, "I never regret it! I only regret that I couldn't beat him to death with a stick so that he could have a chance to turn over. His articles are not enough, so no one is allowed to talk about them. Since no one is allowed to talk about it, why? Want to participate in the literary conference? It can be seen that he thinks very highly of himself and has no self-awareness of his own talents. I have also commented on other people's articles, both good and bad, and I have never seen anyone as crazy as him. He seemed to be crazy for a moment. A different person."

Chen Guanlou nodded clearly.

He had never seen Zheng Daochong and didn't know what he looked like. But from the mouths of so many people, I learned a little bit about it.

We can be 100% sure that the person named Zheng is a paranoid, and a hundred cows of cattle would not be able to change his mind from what he believes in. He believed that his article was excellent and would come out on top, so he would not allow anyone to slander him. Anyone who slanders must have evil intentions and is absolutely unfair. Once this was determined, let alone Wu Qiye's advice, even if the King of Heaven came, he would not accept it and would make a scene.

"You are also unlucky. You have no time to hold a literary meeting. Wouldn't it be nice to be your son from a rich family, living around and waiting to die?"

"It's boring! I always have to find something to do."

"There are not enough women to pass the time."

"I'm not as good as Chen Yuucheng. My body has limits, but I don't dare waste all my time on women." Wu Qiye laughed and indirectly praised Chen Guanlou's body for having no limits and being able to do whatever he wanted.

Chen Guanlou:......

No wonder.

In fact, he also has his limits. Occasionally he plays too hard and his waist can't bear it, so he has to rest for a few days.

Of course, you can’t say such embarrassing things!

"You speak very nicely."

Master Wu Qi was very embarrassed, "I relied on this mouth to eat and wait for death every day, and lived happily for decades. Now that I am a prisoner, I will be beheaded on the execution ground, and I have no regrets. I have enjoyed this life, Just start over in the next life.”

"You are open-minded."

"So what if I can't look away! The emperor wants to destroy the whole Wu family, how can I still resist? How can a mere body compete with a murderous tool!"

Wu Laoqi is definitely a sober person, soberly aware that the Wu family's decline is doomed, soberly aware that the Wu family's defeat is doomed, and he even expected death.

Chen Guanlou was a little curious. Since he had predicted everything in advance, why didn't he make any arrangements? For example, keep some blood for the Wu family?

Although he was curious, he didn't ask.

There are some secrets that won’t work if you tell them!

…

Go home from get off work!

When I walked out of the Tianlao gate, I saw a big man dressed as a prodigal, holding a sword and leaning against the trunk of a big tree by the roadside.

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly and ordered a jailer to come forward and remind him that this was an important place of the imperial court and no idlers should get close to it, especially those in the world. Otherwise, he will be regarded as a person with ulterior motives, and he will be caught by the Jin Yiwei next door and thrown into prison. He will deserve it.

The jailer took the order and left, but returned after a while and said, "Sir, the other party wants to see you. He wants to buy you a drink."

"See me and buy me a drink?"

"Yes!"

"Who does he have? Who is he? What is his origin? Why do you want to see me?"

"I never mentioned it. Sir, do you want to reject him?"

"No need. You go back first, and I'll go meet this charlatan."

Chen Guanlou walked slowly on the street with a trace of curiosity and a trace of excitement. The martial artist followed him not far or near.

He entered a restaurant, and the other party followed him in and followed him into the box.

"Brother, please!"

A drop of tea flew into the air and turned into a sharp sword to kill.

Boom!

There was a crisp sound and the tea fell to the floor.

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Brother, you are quite powerful."

The other party walked straight forward and sat down, "Ninth Rank!"

No wonder!

It turned out to be a ninth rank boss.

Chen Guanlou was very interested.

These days, it is as difficult to meet a ninth rank warrior as to choose a virgin among women.

"May I ask what your surname is and where you are from? I believe you know my identity very well."

"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Yitian. I am a disciple of Qingyun Sect, and Zheng Daochong is my fellow disciple."

Yo!

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly. He thought Zheng Daochong had calmed down, but he didn't expect that he was holding back a big move and invited foreign aid. It turned out that the officialdom methods didn't work, so he changed to the Jianghu methods.

"Brother Jiang, are you going to stand up for Zheng Daochong?"

Jiang Yitian took off the straw hat on his head, put the cotton-wrapped sword next to him, and said softly: "No!"

Finally, his whole face was exposed.

The standard template of a Jianghu playboy, vicissitudes, gloomy, and handsome. On TV, it is a passionate and handsome male second. In the novel, he is a hidden boss.

In reality, Chen Guanlou sneered: Not as handsome as me!

"Brother Jiang, why did you come to me instead of standing up for Zheng Daochong?"

"Do you know why Zheng Daochong was able to rise to prominence in the Qingyun Sect in just a few years, and persuade the elders of the sect to support him in taking the imperial examination and pursuing a career in government, and also protect him and make him a close minister to the emperor?"

"I don't know!" Chen Guanlou said calmly, "Brother Jiang, can you help me solve this puzzle?"