Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

Sun Daoning's instructions were obviously full of profound meaning.

Chen Guanlou was a little panicked and said boldly: "Please make it clear!"

Sun Daoning considered it, as if hesitating whether to speak more clearly, "You just need to remember to keep your duty."

Chen Guanlou blinked, there are many things to pay attention to in how to abide by one's duty.

His mind was agitated, and his soul was filled with happiness, and he immediately asked: "May I ask, sir, why didn't the banker send someone to protect the Taifu?"

"The master is in jail, the banker is in chaos, and everyone is counting on the East Palace. Has the cook sent by the banker been checked? Is there any problem?"

"After checking, it turns out that the son is born to the banker's family, and the Taifu has been eating the food he cooked."

"That's good. I'm busy with my affairs, so it's hard for you to be on duty."

Sun Daoning didn't want to say more and left the prison after giving instructions.

Chen Guanlou first went to ask Niu Yucheng for instructions. After understanding the spirit, he took the jailer to meet with the guards of the East Palace. To work together for a long time, it is necessary to have a good relationship.

Cui Weiwei came from a hairpin family, the famous Cui family of Qingzhou, and he obviously had the arrogance of a child of the family. When he learned that Chen Guanlou was from the Chen family in the capital, Chen, the Marquis of Pingjiang, he blurted out: "How can you be so willing to degenerate?"

He obviously regarded Chen Guanlou as a similar person, both of whom came from aristocratic families.

As a child of a noble family, how could he become a jailer regardless of his reputation?

Fall!

Chen Guanlou's mouth twitched. He had rarely heard similar words in the past two years. When I heard it suddenly, it was quite harsh.

He chuckled lightly and explained calmly: "The fifth service was released."

"Even if you come out of the fifth server, you shouldn't..." At least he had some foresight. Seeing Chen Guanlou's expression darken, he retracted his unspoken words. But the look in his eyes was obviously contemptuous and contemptuous.

Chen Guanlou chuckled and acted nonchalant, "Twelve of you, divided into three shifts, will guard the gate of Taifu's prison every day. Ask him about the specific things you need to pay attention to, and he will follow you throughout the process."

He pushed Xiao Jin out.

Xiao Jin:......

Xiao Jin could only smile shyly, "If you have any difficulties, you can ask me."

Guard Cui stared at Chen Guanlou. He was not ignorant of the ways of the world. How can you not be discerning when you are in the East Palace? Not only does he understand it, he's good at it. However, in his heart, the jailers of the Tianlao were not worthy of his worldliness, including Chen Guanlou. Typical of Wuchen, typical of a child from an aristocratic family.

"A-sized prison, does Mr. Chen have the final say?"

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm here to take care of Prisoner Fan's worries and help with some chores."

"Okay, got it."

Neither of them had any intention of getting close to each other. The planned wine reception was also cancelled. Chen Guanlou was impatient to entertain these guards.

It was obvious that the guard had a disdain for them as a group of jailers, and he was impatient to have a drink together, as he thought they were out of class.

There is a tacit understanding between the two parties, and they pretend that there is no such thing as Jie Fengjiu.

Chen Guanlou returned to the duty room, and Xiao Jin and others followed him, waiting for further instructions.

"According to the rules, just keep your duty." Chen Guanlou suddenly understood the deeper meaning of Sun Daoning asking him to keep his duty. These East Palace guards are not easy to deal with. They all have eyes on the top of their heads and look down on others. .

Just think about it, when the prince ascends the throne in the future, all of their close guards will be released as officials, starting at least level five. It is not impossible for those with outstanding abilities to obtain a title in the future.

How is it possible for them to get along with a bunch of lowly jailers from such a high starting point? This is a society with distinct classes, and it is impossible for aristocratic families to sit and eat together with common people.

What's more important is that these guards are all warriors, at least second grade. The leading guard Cui turned out to be a fifth-level warrior.

There are a lot of warriors that are rarely seen on the market, and Dong Gong can easily catch them. In response to those words, there are only three places for high-level warriors to go, the sect, the high sect, and the royal family!

There won't be a fourth place to go.

I have never seen a high-level warrior who wanders around the world fighting alone.

Xiao Jin and others looked hesitant.

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Tou Chen, those people are all warriors, I'm just worried."

"There is nothing to worry about. Just stay away from them. Is it possible that they still dare to kill people at will? This is the prison, our territory." Chen Guanlou's tone was understated, but his eyes were ruthless. It was already cold inside, but now it felt like it was suffocating.

Seeing that Xiao Jin and others showed discomfort, Chen Guanlou quickly calmed down and said, "Don't worry, I'm here and I will protect you."

"Chen Tou is upright."

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, we will definitely not take the initiative to provoke them. If there are any needs, we will try our best to meet them."

"Promise to get along well with them."

They are all serving the master, and serving no one is not serving anyone.

"Determined not to cause trouble to Mr. Chen."

"Okay, okay, I accept your wishes. After having been together for so many years, I understand your temperaments and you are not a troublemaker. Don't worry too much. We all have the same goal, to protect the Taifu. Safety. I guess they won’t go too far.”

Chen Guanlou tried his best to comfort him. He could see that several people were a little uneasy. Those are the guards of the East Palace. They are unattainable and their words are full of caution.

He arranged the shifts for the jailers, made plans, and then accompanied the medical officer to check the Taifu's body.

The medical officer came to Tianlao every day to diagnose the Taifu's pulse, which he specially proposed. Just in case.

Medical Officer Mu was very impatient, but he had no choice.

"Do you know why I don't want to be an imperial physician? I just don't want to treat these people. It's too much trouble. You are really looking for trouble for me."

"Old man, please understand me. The higher-ups handed me such a big hot potato. What can I do? I can only trouble you to run every day. Don't worry, I will definitely help you collect two old ginsengs. There are many good things in the homes of those officials."

He decided that next time he would not want antiques, calligraphy and paintings, but precious medicinal materials to repay the kindness of Medical Officer Mu.

"This is what you promised yourself, two old ginsengs, a hundred years. 99 years is not enough, it must be more than a hundred years."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely help you find them. You don't know my ability yet."

Medical Officer Mu snorted, carrying the medicine box to check the pulse of Master Zhuang to ensure the safety of Master Zhuang.

Guard Cui was not there, he arranged the work schedule, and left with the rest of the people.

Chen Guanlou looked at the two door gods on the left and right. The remaining two, one guarding the corridor and the other guarding the fence, second-rank, third-rank, he was not bragging, he could kill these people with just one finger.

"You four can take turns, guarding the cell is a very boring thing."

The East Palace guard looked at him and ignored him.

Chen Guanlou pinched his nose and blamed him for being too talkative.

He followed Doctor Mu into the cell.

Master Zhuang had a book on his hand, and he had read half of it.

Doctor Mu was taking his pulse.

"Little Chen is here!" Master Zhuang was in a very good mood and greeted him with a smile. "I have said long ago that you don't have to come to take my pulse every day. I am very safe living in the Tianlao."