Above the court, it was very lively.

The monks of Lingyin Temple stood in a group, and the seriously injured Daoling monk was still lying on the stretcher, looking like he was dying.

The monks who were still standing looked at the other side with angry eyes, and there was a handsome little monk standing there.

"You will be punished today!"

"The hillbillies from other places dare to be arrogant in Hangzhou?"

"Offended our Lingyin Temple, do you think you can escape?"

"Without compassion, it's a shame for Buddhism."

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The monks of Lingyin Temple seemed to feel that they were in a position to win, because they all knew that the prefect was on the side of Lingyin Temple.

The crowd of onlookers also knew very well that many people began to worry about Daoran.

They don't know who is right and who is wrong, but Dao Ran looks so affinable that the onlookers don't want to believe that Dao Ran will be the murderer who hurt people.

Even though Lingyin Temple is extremely famous in Hangzhou, everyone still hopes that it is just a misunderstanding.

"The prefect has arrived!"

With this announcement, the court instantly fell silent.

The monks of Lingyin Temple were looking forward to it, waiting for their strongest backstage to appear.

Dao Ran also woke up his spirit, this Hangzhou prefect is his biggest opponent today.

It's just that when Nie Zhengyan was wearing an official uniform and sitting in the court, the monks and Daoran of Lingyin Temple were stunned.

The monks of Lingyin Temple reacted quickly, and they also knew that Wei Tao was about to retire, and the person in front of them should be the newly appointed prefect.

Nie Zhengyan slapped the hall and said loudly: "Who is in the hall, what grievances are there, come quickly." ”

The monk of Lingyin Temple hurriedly knelt down and said loudly: "Back to the prefect, we are the monks of Lingyin Temple, we want to sue this kid for murder and injury, and seriously injured our first Taoist uncle in the Luohan Hall. ”

"Oh, since you are beating the drum to avenge your grievances, come on, hit fifty boards first!" Nie Zhengyan grabbed a token and resolutely threw it to the ground.

Syllable!

The sound of the wooden token landing was very crisp, which made everyone in the public hall stunned for a moment.

The monks of Lingyin Temple were all dumbfounded, never expecting the plot to unfold like this.

"Why, isn't what the official said useless? Where are the officials, do you want to disobey the orders of your officials?! Nie Zhengyan knocked the shocking wood, making the officials wake up like a dream.

No matter how good Wei Tao's relationship with the monks of Lingyin Temple is, now the prefect of Hangzhou has been replaced. The so-called three fires of new officials taking office, no one wants this fire to burn on themselves.

The water and fire sticks came out together, pressing all the monks of the Lingyin Temple to the ground.

"Wronged, Lord Prefect, we are the plaintiffs!"

The monks of Lingyin Temple shouted loudly.

"Shut up, no noise in the courtroom. Those who beat the drum will first hit fifty boards, this is the law of the Great Zhou, and this law is written on the drum surface, don't you know how to read? ”

Knocking on the drum to complain, according to the rules, regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, the official will hit fifty boards first.

This is to prevent people with ulterior motives from beating drums at will and disturbing the order of the court.

Fifty big boards hit people, and they may kill people at any time, and even if they don't die, they are seriously injured.

Therefore, if there is really a great grievance, most people will choose to find a lawyer to submit the complaint, wait for the government to reply, and after verification, if there is indeed a grievance, the government will arrange for a trial in court.

But according to the normal process, I didn't wait for a reply for two months.

The Dharma conference is just around the corner, how can it be possible to let Dao Ran get away for two months, so the monks of Lingyin Temple chose to beat the drum.

As soon as the drum sounds, it is necessary to ascend to the church, which can eliminate all kinds of cumbersome procedures.

Anyway, the prefect is a good friend of Lingyin Temple, and he will never beat them, so this drum is naturally not beaten.

Who would have thought that the prefect of Hangzhou would suddenly change people.

It is a rule to see that the official first hit fifty boards, and this Lord Nie has to do things according to the rules, and no one can find fault with it.

Crackling and screaming began to echo through the courtroom.

Dao Ran stood by and watched all this, the same public hall, the same group of monks were on the board, just like when he returned to the night trial of Lanruo Temple.

The fifty boards were quickly finished, and no one in the monks of Lingyin Temple could stand up, so they could only lie on the ground and moan.

At this time, Nie Zhengyan asked: "Since you said that the defendant committed murder and injured people, do you have any evidence?" ”

The monks of Lingyin Temple were all beaten miserably, but most of them were warrior monks, and their physical fitness was not ordinarily strong, and they could still speak now.

Hearing that Nie Zhengyan finally asked about the case, he hurriedly said the prepared statement.

The content is not complicated, that is, I heard that this Daoran monk came from Jinshan Temple, and Lingyin Temple, as the landlord, in order to show respect, let Daoling Master come to greet him.

Unexpectedly, the little monk not only didn't appreciate it, but also hurt people.

"Our Daoling uncle is strong in martial arts, but this little monk doesn't talk about martial arts, and his sudden sneak attack seriously injured our uncle."

The monks of Lingyin Temple complained with tears in their eyes, as if Dao Ran was really heinous.

Lingyin Temple has a great reputation in Hangzhou, and even if the people have not received the blessings of Lingyin Temple, they have heard of their reputation. Many people feel that it is reasonable when they hear it, this little monk in front of them is really narrow-minded, insidious and cunning, and he is blind with such a good-looking face.

Daoran watched them perform quietly, without even a word of rebuttal.

Because Dao Ran knew very well in his heart that the performance of the people of Lingyin Temple was completely in vain.

As expected, after listening to the words of the monks of Lingyin Temple, Nie Zhengyan slapped the hall and asked, "Having said so much, apart from you people from Lingyin Temple, are there any other witnesses and physical evidence?" ”

The monks of Lingyin Temple were speechless for a moment.

Of course, there is no other evidence.

The time was too short for them to forge it, and they didn't think it was necessary to go to such trouble.

In today's world, the power of officials is very large, not to mention the prefect, as long as the small county order is willing, it is easy to ruin the family.

The monks of Lingyin Temple were confident that they could convict Dao Ran before, just because Wei Tao, the former prefect of Hangzhou, was their person. With Wei Tao's help, he can directly beat Dao Ran into a trick, or he can be imprisoned for ten days and half a month, and then release it after waiting for the Dharma Discussion Conference, which can be regarded as achieving the goal.

But now, it's the other way around.

Seeing that all the monks in Lingyin Temple were silent, Nie Zhengyan said: "Just based on your words in Lingyin Temple, how can you let this official convict." The judge now pronounces the verdict, and the defendant is acquitted because of insufficient evidence. If the plaintiff is not satisfied, he should wait until he gets the evidence to file a complaint. Retire! ”

"Mighty!"

The officials raised their voices in a majestic voice, announcing the end of the lawsuit.

The onlookers watched a lively scene, and the monk of Lingyin Temple was beaten by a board, and a lawsuit that should have been vigorous ended in such a hurry.

Dao Ran felt a little crying and laughing.

Originally, I was still a little worried that the prefect of Hangzhou would pull a bias, and I had no choice but to convince people with "reason". But who would have thought that the referee would suddenly change people.

Who is the villain of the collusion of officials and bandits?

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ps: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I drank two more glasses on my birthday, I accidentally overslept, and I'm only updating it now, I'm sorry.