Chapter 10: Between Gains and Losses

10. Between gains and losses

Zhan Liantai came out of the prison and lived directly in the post house, and Li Zhixian went to ask to see him and eat the closed door. Then there was news from Lao Zhang's side, saying that Master Huang was sick and died, which scared Li Zhixian to urine.

If you don't die sooner or later, you just die when someone comes to the capital!

Li Zhixian was terrified, he had heard of the reputation of Lord Zhan, it was a master who was not recognized by his six relatives, and he had a lot of means to rectify the people below, so he was valued by the heavenly family at a young age, and he became a second-grade member in his early thirties, and he was the only one in the past two hundred years. Now that the criminal officer died suddenly in Jianing County, Lord Zhan angrily punished him for dereliction of duty, which was not a joke.

The more anxious Li Zhixian became, the more he wanted to curry favor with Zhan Liantai, but he came to visit him one after another, but others avoided him, and the gift sent in by the trustee was also returned, which made him anxious. At this time, the master of the yamen didn't know where to get the news, and told Li Zhixian Zhan Liantai that he had a preference.

- Look at the beauty.

Li Zhixian raised his eyebrows and doubted: "Playing with women? Like the set in the Goolan kiln? ”

If that's the case, it's really easy to do, and the two Qing people who pay a lot of money for their wallets and are both unique in color and art, send them to the post house and ask Zhan Liantai to smile.

The master shook his head: "No, no, it's to watch, it's to watch." ”

Zhan Liantai doesn't seem to have any weaknesses that can be pinched as a handle, his position of power has long been there, he eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles and doesn't get involved, and he doesn't care much about money, if there is anything different, it may be to look at the beauty. He doesn't look at it much the same as ordinary people, not to see good-looking people to look at it twice, but to only look at a fixed one, just like Yin Ziyanhong loves Mei alone, no matter how strong her peony peony is, he is not rare, he only loves that one branch.

"The villain has a distant relative who runs a small restaurant in the capital, and the foot shop is on the edge of the Mandarin Duck Bridge. He said that every month he would see Lord Zhan come to sit by the bridge, set up a pergola under the willow tree, and put a chair to rest for a whole day, and he did nothing else but stare at the woman on the bridge. The woman she brought was different each time, but she only wore lotus clothes, and she had to use an umbrella no matter how sunny it was, and she walked back and forth on the bridge for a day, and Lord Zhan watched it for a day. On that day, no one was allowed to cross the bridge, for fear of ruining Lord Zhan's interest. "The master is also an anecdote that he heard, and it is inevitable to add oil and vinegar, and he said it amazingly.

Li Zhixian felt that this news was unreliable, and said: "This thing sounds mysterious, could it be that Lord Zhan is still an infatuated person?" Even if he knows that he loves to see beauties, but we are not in the capital here, and there is no Mandarin Duck Bridge, where can we find someone to show him? ”

Master smiled and asked, "Master, think about it, what are you visiting Master Zhan for?" ”

Li Zhixian said casually: "It's not that group of ......" He was only halfway through the words, and he had already reacted.

The master said with a smile: "Master, we want to find those swindlers like looking for a needle in a haystack, but Lord Zhan is from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he is familiar with the Dali Temple of the Criminal Department, so it is easy for him to catch someone." So all you need to do is ask someone to draw a picture for Master Zhan and pique his interest. ”

Dead horses are treated as live horse doctors, Li Zhixian is afraid of touching nails, except for this ridiculous method, he can't think of a way anymore, and he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Just do what you say, find the best painter!" ”

Zhan Liantai closed the door at the post house to thank customers, and when the people below heard the news they wanted, they took the prisoner and left. It rained again that day, and he didn't want to go out, and the peach and pear white in the courtyard were also grateful, and there was nothing to see, so he paced to the study to see if he could pick up the books he was interested in, and pass the time.

It is said that the study is actually a place for piles of miscellaneous items, with thick dust falling on the bookshelves and discarded volumes piled up in the corners. He opened the folding fan to cover his mouth and nose, frowned and entered the room, intending to smoke two books and leave, but he kicked something with his foot.

Zhan Liantai lowered his eyebrows and saw a scroll of paintings, which seemed to be brand new, he bent down to pick it up and planned to put it aside, but he didn't know that the scroll was not tied and unfolded.

The painting shows the beauty holding a green umbrella and smiling, and the spring breeze blows the lotus-colored clothes, like a hibiscus blooming. He was stunned at first, then he put his hand on the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the painting, and rubbed them carefully, as if to confirm whether it was real, and only when his fingertips touched the paper did he retract his hand violently as if he had been stabbed.

Coming out of the study, Zhan Liantai clenched the scroll tightly and called his entourage: "Call the magistrate, the official has something to ask him." ”

Tan Miaofan went into the mountains alone to find suitable beams, gnawed dry food when he was hungry, drank mountain springs when he was thirsty, and climbed to the trees to nap with clothes when he was sleepy. After two days of searching in the forest, he finally found a hundred-year-old elm tree, which was thick and straight, and had a hard texture, which was a good material for making beams. He unwrapped his coat, took the axe from it, stripped it around his waist, and made a gesture on the trunk of the tree before cutting it down.

In the silence of the woods, there was only the dull sound of logging, and when the elm tree fell, Miao Fan removed the extra branches, and then found a bird's nest in the branches, and in it hid a few small birds waiting to be fed. As he cut down the trees, the bird's nest naturally fell, and the adult bird had long since flown away without a trace.

Miao Fan shouted sins and sins in his mouth, carefully picked up the bird's nest, put it in his arms, and climbed a tree next to him and put it on the branches. After he jumped down, he looked up and stared at it for a long time, until he saw the adult bird flying back again, and then he smiled and picked up the blanket and left.

Although he was tired enough, he felt relaxed and comfortable, and thought that when he returned, he would ask the villagers to help carry the wood, and then shave the skin to make beams...... Soon, Kinkakuji Temple will be able to be renovated, and Master Dingzen will be pleased to have a spirit in the sky.

Miao Fan first thought of his master, and felt a little melancholy in his heart, he subconsciously touched the pearl in his arms and touched the pearl in his hand. He always carried it with him.

The girl came to mind...... A girl named Qianqian.

Are all the women in the world like her? If the lotus fairy also took the initiative to throw himself into his arms and seduce the man, it was also a loss that he was a monk and kept the precepts, otherwise he would have committed the precept of non-adultery. It's no wonder that people in the world are greedy for the love of men and women, in fact, it is understandable......

Thinking all the way, he approached the Golden Pavilion Temple unconsciously, Miao Fan heard a commotion in front of him, and raised his eyes to see a group of people dressed as officials rushing into the temple violently.

It is said that Zhan Liantai saw the picture scroll and asked people to call Li Zhixian, Li Zhixian took the opportunity to talk about the fraud, only the picture was the head of the liar, and then told the ins and outs of how the liar designed and how the victim entered the game.

Zhan Liantai lifted the tea lid, skimmed the foam and put it down again, and said, "People just ran away like this?" Didn't catch it? ”

Li Zhixian looked aggrieved like crying for his father and mother: "Yes! I don't know where I went with so many silver treasures, the lower official sent many people to look for it, but I couldn't find it, I was really anxious to kill the lower official! ”

"Huh." Zhan Liantai put down the teacup and sneered, "What are you anxious about?" ”

Li Zhixian realized that he almost missed his mouth, and hurriedly said: "The lower official is anxious about the big family who was deceived, and this kind of thing happened in the territory under the jurisdiction of the lower official, and the lower official is really ashamed." ”

"There are two possibilities." Zhan Liantai stood up and hit the nail on the head, "First, the people didn't leave, and second, the property remained in the city." As you said, this female liar is a little beautiful, and she knows that she will not stay here, so they have already left early, but the things that can't be taken with them must have been left. If you search carefully, you might be able to get some of your old books back. ”

Li Zhixian was enthusiastic when he heard this, and he actually ignored the "old book" he said, but after thinking about it, he became depressed, Jianing County is small, but the land is always so wide, where are the things hidden? You can't go door-to-door digging people's backyards!

Zhan Liantai looked at his uncompetitive strength, shook his head secretly, and pointed out a clear way: "Find out where they have been before, or if something strange has happened recently." ”

Under this investigation, Li Zhixian really found out a place.

Kinkakuji.

That day, someone saw "Miss Huang" go to the temple to worship incense, and later heard from the nearby villagers that the Buddhist temple emitted golden light in the middle of the night, as if Guanyin was in the world. Li Zhixian took all the people in the yamen and went to the Golden Pavilion Temple to search it, but he didn't find anything. I wanted to arrest a monk in the temple and torture him, but unfortunately the monks were long gone, and the only one left went into the mountains to cut wood, which made Li Zhixian so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and ordered someone to seal the Golden Pavilion Temple, and when Miao Fan came back, he was arrested and put in prison for interrogation.

Seeing that the situation was unknown, Miao Fan saw people brushing paste and pasting seals on the temple door, and was about to ask for clarification, but a figure came out behind him and dragged him to the corner to hide.

"Why are you back at this time? Didn't you hit yourself with a knife! I'm going to die! It was Lao Zhang who pulled Miao Fan away, his two mung bean-sized eyes stared at Miao Fan's bones, and the fox asked, "Just you?" Where is the thing hidden? ”

"I've always been alone in the temple, what's it?" Miao Fan looked stunned and honest, and he didn't know what he was saying.

Lao Zhang was a little frustrated: "Alas, I'll just say, where did you get so much courage, and you don't have the brain." That's it, I know you're an honest monk, and I don't want you to be rectified by that old Wangba. Listen to me, it's your bad luck to be in trouble by him today, don't go back to Kinkakuji, save people from being caught and thrown into prison to suffer, and I won't be able to save you at that time. Well, I stole it out during the house search, and there are a few old clothes of yours, as well as the identity documents of your layman. Little monk, let's go, go far, go to other places to settle down, and never come back here. ”

Miao Fan still didn't know what was going on, and took the thing with a sullen look: "What happened?" Why can't the poor monk come back? ”

"Oh, why do you ask so much? If you are told to go, you will go! Lao Zhang was so anxious that he patted his thigh, afraid that he would be discovered, so he dragged him away, "In short, the old Wang Ba in the yamen was cheated of money, and now he is unwilling to find a substitute for the dead ghost, he only knows that there is a little monk in the temple, I don't know that you have a common name, I won't say it...... Believe me once, and I won't hurt you! Hurry up, hurry up, go away! ”

Lao Zhang kept driving him away, Miao Fan walked out of the old distance with his burden in a daze, and when he turned around, he saw Lao Zhang picking up stones and throwing them over, meaning to urge him to run quickly. Then he lifted his feet and ran, and ran and ran until he lost his strength and fell to his knees.

The burden in his arms was scattered, and he fell out of the monk's robe he was usually wearing, and he remembered that he had sewn a pocket inside and hid a few taels of silver, but when he reached out to touch it, it was empty, and the silver was long gone. He thought of Lao Zhang, shook his head helplessly, and continued to rummage for a while, but fortunately he found the identity document and breathed a sigh of relief.

After finishing the paperwork, he looked around in confusion, not knowing where to go next.

Zhan Liantai was in Jianing County for a few days, but he didn't get the news he wanted, and sent someone back to say that the family was gone many years ago, and the husband and wife both died of illness. He was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he decided to return to Beijing. Before leaving, Li Zhixian came to deliver it, and his words also revealed that he hoped that he would give him another pointer. Zhan Liantai just didn't understand, didn't answer the question, and politely bowed his hand and got into the carriage.

In the car, he opened the scroll and looked at the person in the painting, muttering to himself: "I came to look for him, but I didn't expect to find you...... Gains and losses, gains and losses, gains and losses, isn't that it? ”

The subordinates next to him saw that he was depressed and didn't want to investigate, so they just asked, "My lord, what should I do with that magistrate?" ”

Zhan Liantai slowly rolled up the scroll, Fang Cai's melancholy was like an illusion, and his eyes were tactful and only cold: "He is the first to calculate on my head, find someone to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to visit him, and kill him with a name." He raised his hand and supported his head as if he was tired, closed his eyes and whispered, "I heard that the Golden Pavilion Temple reshaped the golden body of the Buddha, and they all said that the Buddha is generous and can tolerate the world, you go and see if you really have such a big belly." ”

Through the silk cloth, he seemed to be able to see the sly smile of the person in the painting, and he didn't feel the corners of his lips curled.