It is said that Zhao Chengqin, the commander of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, came to Tianqi Temple, Wang Yiti was very frightened, and repeatedly said that Master Guiming was a compassionate monk and would never do anything to kill. Zhao Cheng naturally didn't listen, and ordered someone to take Guiming for questioning, and searched Tianqi Temple up and down.

Gui Ming was immediately brought forward. This monk is in his forties, he looks honest, and there are two patches on his coarse cloth monk's robe, which really doesn't look like he can kill. Gui Mingkou Xuan Buddha folded his hands and was at ease. When he saw the yellow paper, he repeatedly recited the Buddha's sins, and there was no fear on his face, and he only said indifferently: "The poor monk knows nothing. Zhao Cheng frowned, vaguely feeling that this monk was too calm. If his cultivation is extremely high, then the king will say that he is mediocre in Buddhism; If the cultivation is mediocre, ordinary people should be a little surprised to see this blood book. So I asked the monk a question, and when I saw that he didn't leak, I became more and more suspicious.

Not long after, the catchers found the same yellow paper as in the Yamen latrine behind the statue of Vajra, under the offering table, and in the ash of the incense burner, with the same words written on it and the same baby handprints!

Zhao Cheng became more and more frightened, and said: "No matter what, I have to bother the master to go with the subordinate officials today." ”

Guiming He Heten said: "The poor monk is innocent and the Buddha knows." Anyway, just going to prison is a practice. So I honestly let the catcher lock take it. Zhao Cheng ordered people to search Tianqi Temple again, and found two pieces of yellow paper, and took them back to the yamen.

This incident provoked many idlers to watch the excitement, and it spread all over the capital in the blink of an eye. The storyteller of the organic spirit made up a commentary overnight, and the evil monk had a beast's heart and a bitter baby's soul, and he was ready to talk about it in the teahouse tavern the next day. When Feng Ziying knew about this, it had already become a household name, and it was no longer possible to get people out silently. It is obvious that someone is looking for the bad luck of Guiming, but I don't know why he is causing trouble. Fortunately, the people in the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division are not in danger. So he went to the prison in the middle of the night to see him.

When the jailer saw King Xian's token, his face turned white with fright. Feng Ziying smiled: "It's okay, it's just that I have something to ask the monk." You just don't know what to do. The jailer nodded vigorously and led the way. Feng Ziying led two people to follow him to Guiming's cell, and ordered the jailer to unlock it and go in. Gui Ming meditated in the cell, and heard the sound of reciting the Buddha.

Feng Ziying said: "Master is in a good mood. ”

Gui Ming said: "When you think of the four major in your body, each has a name, and none of them have me, I have none." It's like a phantom ear. ”

Fortunately, Zhao Cheng felt that this monk was unusual and locked him up alone. Feng Ziying sent the jailer away, ordered the people who followed him to stay outside, and asked, "Do you know who it is?" ”

Gui Ming said: "The poor monk I killed countless people, and I can't guess who it is." ”

Feng Ziying said: "What about the baby? ”

"A dozen."

"Have you ever cut down the grass and eradicated the roots?"

"It's almost all eradicated." Gui Ming thought for a while and said, "There is no one who has not purified the roots, only Prince Yizhong's family escaped a little girl, who is about fifteen or sixteen years old. ”

Feng Ziying's heart sank: "If it were them, it would be difficult to do it." They have some skills, if they are eyeing you, they are afraid that they will not let go. ”

Gui Ming closed his eyes and recited a Buddha.

Feng Ziying said: "Do you remember the people next to you?" ”

"Yes."

Gui Mingnai told him all the babies he had killed. Feng Ziying wrote them down, almost all of them were the subordinates of the pioneer Prince Yizhong, and said, "I'll go check on these people." It's safer here than Tianqi Temple, you can wait for a while. "Return to the Buddha and recite the Buddha. Feng Ziying withdrew and told the jailer not to tell others about the matter, and left.

The next day, things got bigger and bigger. There are yellow paper with blood books and blood prints everywhere in the capital, and the worst thing is that there are even the doors of the princes' mansions. These days, the princes just didn't fight at the court meeting, and now they are getting more and more amazing, and they all take this to bombard Situ Pan, which makes him have a headache, and orders Feng Ziying to quickly find out who is making trouble behind.

Feng Ziying was busy with her feet not touching the ground. It's just that it's so headless and brainless, where can you find it out if you look it up? He had a flash of inspiration, thinking of such ghosts and gods, Jia Cong and Nezha must know something, and there was no hope for him, so he went to Lixiangyuan to ask for a plan.

Jia Cong was leading Han Quan to play, and when he saw Feng Ziying coming in, he said happily: "Brother Feng is so idle." Nai pointed at him and said to Han Quan, "Quan'er, this is Brother Feng, there is a cook at his family who has excellent noodle cooking skills, let's go to their house to eat noodles." ”

Han Quan shouted "Brother Han", and pouted again: "I don't like noodles." ”

Jia Cong said: "You love to eat dim sum!" Getting fatter. As he spoke, he pinched the cheeks of other children.

Feng Ziying looked at Han Quandao: "This is the child raised by your eldest wife?" ”

Jia Cong said: "Hmm. Earlier recognized, quite well-behaved. Now it's getting more and more skinny. Nai hugged the child tightly, and Han Quan giggled. Jia Cong touched his little head and sighed, "Our wife has a bad life and married my father." My father is an old merryman, and he never took her seriously, let alone left her an heir, but he didn't even live as well as the second wife. With this child, it can be regarded as having something to rely on for the rest of his life. This will look quite clever, willing to study, and there should be no problem in getting a fame in the future. ”

Feng Ziying said: "It is also the fate of their mother and son." So he gave Han Quan a small purse, found a chair and sat down. Order it for tea.

Jia Cong asked, "What's going on with that messy soul outside?" The curiosity of the whole capital was hung up, like a rooster crowing, and everyone was looking forward to seeing the excitement. ”

When Feng Ziying heard this, he knew that he thought it was not a ghost or god, and said with a wry smile: "That monk is now my person." ”

Jia Cong pursed his lips: "That...... Did you do anything wrong? ”

"It's too much." Feng Ziying said, "He is also acting on orders. ”

Jia Cong said: "It's not clean to do things, his obvious appearance is that the enemy of the family has found it." Either make a golden cicada out of its shell, only say that it was retributed by the unjust ghost, and the seven orifices bleed to death, and change the Taoist name and change the temple to become a Taoist priest. ”

Feng Ziying said: "It's just that I didn't find out who was making trouble behind it." I wonder if it could be the rest of Prince Yizhong. ”

Jia Cong said: "No. Prince Yizhong's people have some skills, and they can directly kill him to take revenge, so why stir up the storm in the city. With this spiritual leader, it is better to go to the kings to help their masters rehabilitate. ”

Feng Ziying pondered: "Rehabilitation is bound to be peaceful this time...... Most of the rest of the family were also former subordinates of Prince Yizhong. ”

Jia Cong said: "In this case, will it be his own revenge?" Prince Yizhong has been dead for so many years, and although there are people under him who have gathered in one place, most of them should have fallen and scattered. Such scattered people want to take revenge, but they can't find anyone to help, and they don't have the ability to kill the monk, so they made such a scare scene. ”

Feng Ziying said: "This is what I don't understand. And no matter how he found out about the monk's head, there are snakes and rats. With such a fuss, do you expect the government to avenge him? But this matter was originally done by the Emperor. ”

Jia Cong said: "Could it be a simple and kind master?" Like my brother Baoyu, I thought that everyone in the world was afraid of ghosts and gods and scared the monk. ”

Feng Ziying shook her head: "No." But whoever knows what the monk is doing, he will not expect him to be frightened. ”

"Then ......," he thought for a moment, "looking forward to King Xian helping him settle the sins of the Emperor?" ”

Feng Ziying's eyes lit up, and she high-fived and said, "It's not even." borrowed the prince's east wind to settle his family's grievances. ”

Jia Cong shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then change your career to become a Taoist priest and fool the past." Before changing careers, make things bigger, for example, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division couldn't find evidence and almost wanted to let him go, but suddenly Qiqi bled to death. The common people love to believe this. ”

Feng Ziying smiled: "It's really impossible, this is also a method." Then he got up and took his leave.

He walked for a long time, Han Quan was still looking at his whereabouts, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Third brother, has the Emperor done anything bad?" ”

Jia Cong said: "It's too much." When you are an emperor, you still want to do bad things? Nine of their brothers grabbed the throne, and each of them was eager to kill the other eight, and by the way, all of them were killed. ”

Han Quan hesitated for a moment and said, "...... Why do you have to kill? One is the king, and the other eight are kings, and they are all honored, isn't it? ”

Jia Cong said: "Generations of emperors have thought so, it's just wishful thinking. To be a king is to be a master, and to be a king is to be a slave. are all the sons of a father, they are the masters who fight up, and they are slaves if they don't go up, and the masters can determine the life and death of the slaves at will, and the slaves have the opportunity to be the masters, who is willing to be a slave? Even if some princes claim that they don't want to take the throne and just want to be King Zuojunxian, the emperor may not believe it. Looking down, Han Quanquan looked dazed, obviously didn't understand, and said with a smile, "You're still young, and you don't understand what you said at this time." The children of the Emperor Hengzhi are very pitiful. ”

"Pathetic?"

"Hmm." Jia Cong said, "Their children are so pitiful. There are more rules than clothes, no that, no this, not even playing, how can ordinary children live well. Han Quan couldn't help but nod. Jia Cong looked amused and said, "Okay, okay, don't do our business." Quan'er, can my brother take you to the street? ”

Han Quan's eyes lit up, and he shouted crisply: "Okay~~"

Rise. He hurriedly said, "Uncle Xiao Han has to change his clothes to go out, and I'll go to my wife to get them." ”

Jia Cong said: "You have to help him do two bodies and put it in our yard, and the province occasionally wants to go out for a walk, and you have to run so far." ”

Rise. I laughed.

The next day, a message came out from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, saying that Lord Zhao had interrogated the monk named Guiming twice, and he shouted injustice. Lord Zhao couldn't find evidence, couldn't find any suspicions, and didn't have a plaintiff, so he had a headache. Men, women and children in the streets and alleys of the capital were full of discussions, and they were all filled with indignation, saying that how could the unjust soul not be regarded as a plaintiff? Two days later, some of the catchers went back to tell their neighbors that Master Zhao really couldn't do anything and was ready to release the monk. Now it's time to open the pot, countless idlers cry and grab the sky and scold the earth, some hit the Tianqi Temple, and there are Zhang Luo Wanminshu, who are not allowed to let people go.

It's a pity that they don't count. Zhao Cheng acted in accordance with the law, and released him in court on the fifth day after he took the monk Guiming for nothing, had no evidence and no plaintiff. Gui Ming was calm, saluted Zhao Chenghe, turned around and walked out. Hundreds of people outside shouted that they couldn't let go of the murderer, but Gui Ming only did nothing but ignore him.

Suddenly, Gui Ming's footsteps paused, and then his whole body trembled like cramps. The onlookers outside fell silent and stared at him closely. Gui Ming shouted "ahhh He screamed violently, spat black blood from his mouth and nose, and stopped moving. After watching for a long time, a bold catcher stepped forward to probe his snort and shouted, "He's dead!" ”

The crowd "coaxed" to make a fuss, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting: "The emperor has eyes!" Revenge for the wronged soul! Tears flowed down their cheeks, and they were happier than if they had avenged their grievances.

The brothers of the Jia family also hid behind and watched the excitement, and after a while, Jia Huan was dumbfounded: "Are they really stupid or pretending to be stupid......

Jia Cong said casually: "It's stupid. ”

Immediately, the government posted a list post, only saying that the monk Guiming was haunted by grievances and was asked for his life to die. The idlers on the street were as happy as the New Year, but there were no lights to beat gongs and drums, and the comments of the teahouse tavern were even newer.

I don't want the yellow paper to appear again the next day. Not only is it plastered all over the list, but it is also posted all over the street. There is still the baby's bloody handprint on it, and the handwriting removes the original "Tianqi Temple evil monk returns to kill me, this revenge will not return to the underworld", and an extra sentence was added, "Heaven and earth are intolerable to release wicked people privately".

The Chinese New Year in Beijing has not been so enjoyable! A few scoundrels in the market took the lead, shouting at a group of well-fed men and mothers-in-law who had nothing to do and rushed to the Yamen of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, holding incense and candles to ask Zhao Cheng for an explanation. Zhao Chengqin came out and said that the monk Guiming was really dead, and the people below shouted for him to hand over the body. Naturally, he couldn't hand it over, and only said that he had been cremated yesterday. How will others believe it? One by one, they shouted and scolded "corrupt officials with black hearts and livers, colluding with evil monks to harm people." "All kinds of borderless charges smashed Zhao Cheng's head, Zhao Cheng didn't advance or retreat, and there was no way to be in a hurry.

On the other hand, the Daming Palace is still holding a court meeting. The kings went to choke Situ Pan with this matter, and he was helpless and returned to the palace to convene his staff to discuss. Some people say that they are afraid that there is really a ghost and they can't be deceived; Some people say that they are afraid that the rest of Prince Yizhong wants to seek justice from the imperial court, and they are different. Qin Sangu had been to Tianqi Temple on the day of the incident, and couldn't help but suspect that Tong Xiu had come. It's just that the capital is huge, and there are no other clues except for knowing that his owner is afraid, so it's really difficult to find this person.

Situ Pan was worried. A staff member added fuel to the fire and stepped forward and said: "Lord, if this matter is not resolved as soon as possible, the prince will lose face and not say anything, and he may cause a civil uprising." ”

Feng Ziying said: "I see that he is still Prince Yizhong's person." Guiming killed one of his grandsons born in the outer chamber and cut off the roots of Prince Yizhong. Lord Wang, it's better to rehabilitate him quickly, and it can be regarded as a benefit to the rest of his troops, so that they can disperse. ”

The staff member just said: "I'm afraid that they not only want to be rehabilitated, but also want to take revenge, and they may not be willing to stop just by rehabilitating them, but the current situation is not waiting for anyone." ”

Feng Ziying said: "What do they want to do if they don't even have their master?" Just rehabilitate and settle your wishes. ”

The man said, "That's why they hate that Guiming even more." If it weren't for this monk killing their little master, he would have been able to inherit the throne and get a piece of territory, wouldn't he? Lord Wang, according to his subordinates, this Guiming will not die, and the rest of Prince Yizhong will not stop. This monk is ruthless in his heart, he has lost his conscience, and even a small baby can do it, so it is better to follow the people's wishes. ”

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