Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

Chen Guanlou arranged everything and returned to Tianlao that night.

He asked his jailers and found out that everything was settled at home. The jailers all said yes, everything was settled, and some food was stocked.

"Thanks to the timely news you brought us, we were able to stock up on a batch before the grain merchants raised prices."

"As soon as I bought a bag of grain, the grain dealer raised the price. I saved a lot of money."

"Sir, was the altar really bombed?"

"This can be false. Your Excellency saw it with your own eyes. How can you make something like this up?"

"Okay, okay, everyone, please don't be nervous. King Ming is no longer under our control, and the hottest potato has been thrown out, thank God. Secondly, a similar thing has been experienced last year, so everyone must have experience. The team leaders took the time to make a schedule, tidy up the utility room, and install beds for everyone to rest. "

Chen Guanlou continued to give instructions. As long as there was something to do, everyone's mood would gradually stabilize.

Afterwards, Chen Guanlou summoned warden Zhang from the B-shaped prison and Xu Fugui from the C-shaped prison for a meeting.

"Since Lei Yucheng is not here, I will preside over this meeting shamelessly. We don't need to worry about the logistics. The key is the three prisons, A, B, and C. Let the two of you talk about the next work."

Xu Fugui was the first to speak, "What else are you talking about? Just like when the prince was deposed last year, the door was closed to isolate the inside and outside. The blockhouse was reopened and people were arranged to patrol. The prisoner's food was changed from two meals a day to one meal a day, as much as possible Save some money. Fortunately it’s not hot right now, so the smell won’t be noticeable.”

What he said was based on existing experience.

Chen Guanlou nodded in approval.

Prisoner Zhang seemed very silent.

Chen Guanlou looked at the other party, "Prisoner Zhang, is there anything you need to add?"

Jailer Zhang slowly raised his head, his brows furrowed, looking very sad. "The altar exploded. Are the people on the altar still alive?"

"Some of them must be alive." Chen Guanlou personally rescued several people from the rubble. Anyway, the explosives these days are definitely not as sharp as the later explosives, and there is no chance of them all dying. Those who were on the altar at that time still had a good chance of survival. Especially ministers with martial arts and cultivation are more likely to survive.

"Then...where is Your Majesty?" Prisoner Zhang lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, "When I went out during the day, I heard some comments saying that His Majesty might have died. Is this true?"

"I don't know." Chen Guanlou told the truth. He did not know whether the old emperor was alive or dead. Although Chen Guanfu told him that the old emperor had been rescued long ago, he did not tell him whether he lived or died.

The old emperor was so old, and he was the main target of the assassination. Death and survival were all on a thin line.

"If, I mean if..." Jailer Zhang stood up and walked to the window, looked outside, then closed the door and window tightly, and looked back at the two of them, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if His Majesty was gone today? How to change?”

"Of course the prince will inherit the throne. There is nothing to be nervous about." Xu Fugui said loudly.

"Which prince will inherit the throne?" Jailer Zhang asked.

"Of course it's because..." Xu Fugui suddenly lost his words and looked confused, "Yes, who should inherit the throne. There are so many princes."

Suddenly, he also panicked. He looked at Chen Guanlou, "Can Prince Zhong inherit the throne?"

Chen Guanlou shook his head slowly, "Since the prince was deposed, Prince Zhong has lost his orthodox status, which means he has lost the qualification to inherit the throne."

"Who else?"

"Being loyal to the king, all princes should be qualified."

"Then it's over. That's the throne. In an ordinary family, in order to inherit the family business, several brothers have to fight several times to get the result. The princes must not overthrow the succession of the throne! It's over, it's over, the capital is completely over. This But it was much more serious than when the Prince was deposed. At least, His Majesty was still there, and now that His Majesty is gone, the court must be in chaos. "

Xu Fugui was so panicked that he could no longer imagine what kind of tragedy would happen next.

"Stop yelling!" Prisoner Zhang scolded in disgust, "Your Majesty's life and death have not yet been determined, so you are shouting that His Majesty is gone. Be careful that the Jinyi guards next door will come to arrest you and punish you for your evil words and deceiving the public."

"I, I just said what you said casually." Xu Fugui knew that he was in the wrong and said nothing. I could only look at my two colleagues helplessly.

Prisoner Zhang was upset and angry, "First of all, make sure that the logistics department has stored enough food and grass for us to stay in the prison for half a year. So, there is no need to worry about food."

"Where's the safety?"

"There should be no need to worry too much about safety. Tianlao has a good reputation, and outsiders have no way of knowing about the riches and wealth inside. Even if it is robbery, they will only think of robbing wealthy families, and no one will think of running away to rob Tianlao. A group of prisoners, no one Nothing to grab." Chen Guanlou said.

Prisoner Zhang and Xu Fugui nodded at the same time. They both agreed with Chen Guanlou's statement.

Thanks to Tianlao for its bad reputation.

Everyone in the world knows that the Heavenly Prison is a despicable and despicable place. Only when their heads are filled with water will they come to the Heavenly Prison.

Going to the next door to kill the Jin Yiwei is more fulfilling than grabbing the sky prison.

After all, Jin Yiwei has a reputation for being fierce. Killing a Jin Yiwei is a big deal, and he can become a hero in an instant.

"The old emperor may not be dead." Chen Guanlou added, "There were so many people on the altar at that time, and I heard that the Jin Yiwei were also there. The Jin Yiwei are His Majesty's eagle dogs, and they will definitely protect His Majesty's safety as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes, yes, His Majesty may not be in trouble. We are all worrying for nothing." Xu Fugui wished that nothing had happened and that he could live in peace every day. He hoped that there would be good news from the palace tomorrow, such as good news that His Majesty was alive and well and not injured. In this way, the situation in the capital would stabilize soon, and the prison would not have to block the gates and guard it tightly.

Zhang the jailer was not as optimistic as him, "Do you think His Majesty will continue to live in this situation?"

The implication was that even if His Majesty was alive, he must die. Only the dead old emperor was a qualified old emperor.

"Don't talk nonsense." Xu Fugui scolded, "You dare to say such things, you are asking for your life. Who dares to harm His Majesty?"

"The altar was blown up, who do you think dares? There are a lot of people who dare." Zhang the jailer snorted coldly.

Chen Guanlou looked at Zhang the jailer twice more, and didn't expect that the other party thought so far. Yes, at this point, can the old emperor still live? Even if he lives, how should he live?

He finally understood why the man behind the scenes wanted to blow up even the ministers in the court.

If he didn't blow up, whether the old emperor was injured or dead or something, the ministers would form a small group "parliament" to discuss who would be the regent or who would inherit the throne. The deployment of troops would also be decided by these ministers. In other words, the entire court's civil and military operations, the future of the empire, the future of the princes, and the situation in the world were all in the hands of these "parliament" members and controlled by them. Obviously, it was not in the interests of the man behind the scenes.