Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

It's snowing in Beijing!

The first snow of this winter came earlier than last year.

Chen Guanlou stepped on a thin layer of snow, making a creaking sound.

In his previous life, he was born in the south, studied and worked in the south, and had few opportunities to see snow.

In this life, Beijing is located in the north, and it snows every year. He has seen heavy snow, small snowflakes, and icicles. After a few years, his curiosity about snow has disappeared, but he still misses eating hot pot in snowy weather.

When he went out in the morning, he gave Chunxiang a string of copper coins and asked Chunxiang to help him buy wine, food and various spices. When he got home from get off work, he could cook hot pot directly.

Who to eat with?

He could invite Master Du to his house, or he could invite Qi Wuxiu. I just don't know if Qi Wuxiu is free. Lu Datou is busy gambling, and he probably doesn't want to waste time on eating and drinking.

Arriving at the Tianlao, the snow in the yard had long been cleared by the servants, and a layer of straw was laid to prevent slipping on the wet road.

The jailers all held hot tea to warm their stomachs.

As soon as Chen Guanlou entered the door, a smart jailer had already added tea to his teacup, and he could drink it after it was cooled down for a while.

"Sir, Master Tian is here to deliver silver." A jailer reported.

Master Tian is a filial son. Master Tian is imprisoned in the Tianlao. He is afraid that his father will suffer in the Tianlao. He does not need to be urged. He will consciously and punctually run to the Tianlao to pay the silver. And try to chat with his father.

The father and son look very similar, but the difference is that Master Tian's eyes are clearer and his mind is not so complicated and deep.

Master Tian took the initiative to deliver silver, and Chen Guanlou must greet him twice, invite him into the office, and serve him a cup of tea as a guest.

"It's snowing, the road must be hard to walk on. Mr. Tian is a filial son, you still go out in such weather. In fact, it doesn't matter if you are two or three days late. Our Tianlao follows the rules, not the imperial prison next door."

"Thank you for your kindness, jailer Chen. But when I think of my father suffering in prison, while I am at home enjoying life by making tea by the stove, I feel guilty."

"Mr. Tian's imprisonment has nothing to do with you, why do you feel guilty?"

"Everything my father did was for the family, for us, the unpromising children and grandchildren." Mr. Tian, ​​who is old, sobbed like a child.

Chen Guanlou looked at him coldly, "I heard that Mr. Tian has been running around to make connections and rescue Mr. Tian. Is there any progress?"

Mr. Tian shook his head, looking depressed, "Many of my father's students are also trying to find a way, but there is no progress. My father's case is probably..."

"Did Mr. Tian offend anyone?"

"I don't know either. I teach in the academy, and I don't know much about officialdom. What did Chen the jailer hear?"

"It's normal to have a few political enemies in the officialdom. You can ask Mr. Tian later and let him show you the way. Such a big thing can't be left to you running around blindly. The key to finding connections is to find the right person, don't you think?"

"Thank you, Chen the jailer, for your advice."

After a cup of tea, the chat ended. The jailer led Mr. Tian down to the prison to meet Mr. Tian.

Chen Guanlou secretly ordered two smart jailers to keep an eye on them and listen to what the father and son talked about.

Xiao Jin suggested: "Since you can't stand Mr. Tian, ​​why not give him a good beating and make him behave himself."

Chen Guanlou sneered, "Mr. Tian is a high-quality customer of Tianlao. Treat high-quality customers as politely as possible, distinguish them from other prisoners, and make them a benchmark and a role model. Let all prisoners know that in the A-shaped prison, as long as the money is in place, everything can be negotiated. We jailers can't give prisoners freedom, but we can serve them."

"Your Excellency means not to embarrass Mr. Tian?"

" If he doesn't cause trouble, don't embarrass him. I'm not that narrow-minded. "

Xiao Jin responded and understood, and then sighed, "Mr. Tian is really a filial son. He always comes to deliver silver in person. For other prisoners, it's basically the housekeepers in the mansion who come to visit them, and it's rare to see family members come to visit them. "

"No one wants to come to Tianlao again after coming once. As long as the silver is in place, don't worry about it."

"Your Excellency is right."

It stands to reason that on snowy days, people usually don't go out in such weather, and would rather lie at home.

But today is an exception.

Mr. Ye and two or three good friends came to visit Zhang Wenfu.

Zhang Wenfu, this unlucky guy, has not been sentenced yet, and he may have to spend the New Year in Tianlao. Last time, Chen Guanlou ordered the closure of the A-shaped prison. Zhang Wenfu suffered a lot and lay in bed for more than half a month before gradually recovering. He lost a lot of weight, and his delicate problem was cured. He didn't mind the dirtiness of the prison, and he sat on the ground and chewed on straw roots.

He was absent-minded from time to time, as if his soul had left his body.

Chen Guanlou was worried that the boy had been locked up and became a fool. After chatting for a few times, he finally felt relieved when he saw that the other party had clear logic and spoke in an orderly manner. It's good that he is not stupid.

Mr. Ye disliked the dirtiness of the prison, but he couldn't let go of his good friend Zhang Wenfu. He hesitated for a long time, and took advantage of the snow today, or he remembered the good days when they were good friends, and his family sent him money. With money in hand, he felt confident, so he invited a few friends to visit Zhang Wenfu in the prison and celebrate the first snow of this winter.

When Zhang Wenfu saw his good friends, he was able to keep his emotions stable at first, wanting to show that he had realized the truth, sublimated, and improved his realm, and was no longer the rookie of the past. But when Master Ye mentioned the first snow last year, when everyone was free and unrestrained in the Taoist temple in the mountains, Zhang Wenfu couldn't help crying, with tears and snot all over his face.

Master Ye took out the new handkerchief prepared by the maid, which was embroidered with a red plum, and handed it to Zhang Wenfu to wipe his tears and snot, "Brother Zhang, don't be too sad. I believe that in the first snow of next year, we will be able to get together outside, talk about poetry and Taoism, and be happy."

Zhang Wenfu wiped his nose and nodded, with no image at all.

Master Ye couldn't bear it, and thought: It's inhumane! A good young man in the world was destroyed into a rude passerby.

This prison is not a place for people.

It's sad!

It's lamentable!

In any case, he would never go to prison. If he committed a crime and was found out, he would not have to go to jail if the Marquis' Mansion protected him.

Thank God, he has the support of the Marquis' Mansion. He does not have to suffer like Zhang Wenfu.

He regretted coming to Tianlao to visit him today. Zhang Wenfu is no longer the noble Master Zhang in his mind.

"Brother Zhang, what do your family say about your case?"

"No progress yet."

"After so much time, why is there no progress at all? Alas, it's all my fault that I am incompetent and can't help much."

"Brother Ye, please don't say that. You are willing to come to visit me, which is a great kindness."

"Brother Zhang, please be patient. The prince of the Marquis' Mansion will return to Beijing soon. When he does, I will ask my brother-in-law to come forward and help you."

"Will Chen Guanfu help me?" Zhang Wenfu did not dare to hope.

Master Ye swelled his face and said, "If it doesn't work, I will ask my cousin. My cousin and the prince are husband and wife, and I think the prince will not be so unkind."