Jiang Choumian looked at the lawsuit paper written by his master again and again, his brows furrowed into the word "Sichuan", and he only felt that his anger was swirling in his stomach.

The head of Hu in the palace, the doctor who diagnosed Jun Ping's pulse, the maid who decocted the medicine, everyone in the main hall of Xuanpingbo's mansion that day, Gu Mingming's entourage, and Chen Envoy also sent people, all of them were unsuspicious. The three of them had a headache when they saw it, this case was related to the intersection of Zhou and Nan in the future, who would have the upper hand, Du Hejing was so worried that his eyebrows were knotted.

"Amitabha, my lords, the poor monk is polite." A monk dressed in a green shirt and holding a Buddhist bead stands at the door to give a salute.

Jiang Choumian's eyes lit up and said, "Master Zhenzheng! ”

He bowed his head and said, "My lord, the poor monk will tell me what he has seen with his own eyes." ”

Jiang Choumian said, "Master, please speak." ”

Zhen Zheng bowed slightly and said: "The poor monk saw Master Ma grinding medicine in the backyard yesterday, and today he heard about Mrs. Xuan Pingbo, so he came to tell him. ”

In a word, combined with the previous human and material evidence, Ma Fei's rapid defense suddenly presented a one-sided situation.

Ma Fei got up and pointed at him and scolded: "You are a monk, why are you talking?" ”

Zhen Zheng shook his head and said: "My lord, the poor monk understands what he said, maybe someone deliberately let the poor monk see it, but it is undeniable that the poor monk has seen it, and he must tell the adult what he sees, so as not to kill innocent people." ”

Ma Fei said: "You, you know that you are being used, why do you still want to help?" ”

Zhen Zheng still shook his head: "My lord, it may also be that the person who found out what the adult did did not dare to speak out, and was forced to lead the poor monk in a roundabout way." Through the mouth of the poor monk, to save the innocent victims. ”

Ma Fei was dumbfounded. After a while, Du He said: "How can you be sure that the person you see is Ma Fei?" If you saw him, why didn't he kill you? ”

The southern envoy must keep one, Ma Fei was decisive before, and aimed the spearhead at Lu Mu, but now the sudden appearance of the heart made him the target of the public, and he was speechless.

He folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, my lord, the southern envoys live in the West Chamber, and the backyard of the West Chambers is facing the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the mountainside. Yesterday, the poor monk was discussing the Dharma with his apprentices, and he happened to be standing under the corridor, where he could see the bottom without a clear view, but the bottom would be hindered by the sunshine yesterday, but he could not fully see the mountain. What the poor monk said, adults can let people verify. ”

Gu Mingchao put the tip of his tongue against his teeth and turned around, he couldn't help sighing, he was beating geese all day long, but he was pecked by the geese.

Wei Ban, who had gone to check, rushed back in only two quarters of an hour, "My lord, Master Zhenzheng is right. It is true that the top and bottom can see the difference completely, and the top can see the bottom completely, but the bottom is not. Not to mention the dazzling daylight, even if it is a cloudy day like today, I can't see it clearly. ”

Du Hejing waved his hand to let him retreat, and the three of them carefully went through the lawsuit paper again to confirm that it was correct, Du Hejing patted the wood in surprise and said, "Take the southern envoy Ma Fei into custody." The rest of the men withdrew. ”

You Guantai watched everyone leave, and hurriedly said: "My lord, I won't go, you two go to the palace to report to the prince, I still have an important matter in the Jingzhao Mansion that I haven't dealt with." ”

Jiang Choumian said: "If you have something to do, you can go and get busy, and the return is not a big deal, and it is enough for me to be with Master Du." ”

Gu Mingchao caught up with Zhen Zheng outside the Criminal Department, and he said with a smile: "Master, I've been very bad lately, why don't you give me a hexagram?" ”

Zhen Zheng stopped, folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, donor, the poor monk is a monk and does not know how to tell hexagrams." If the donor wants to tell the hexagram, he can go to the Tianyi on the third and fifth streets to observe the hexagram. ”

Gu Mingchao didn't feel embarrassed at all, and continued to pestering the master to chatter, "Master, I'm joking." It's not smooth, but that's not how life is. ”

Zhen Zheng walked very slowly, as if he was very interested in Gu Mingchao's words, and echoed him: "The donor is very perceptive. ”

Gu Mingchao said: "Yes, I think too." Master, you don't count hexagrams, so you can ask for a signature, right? ”

Heartily said: "Amitabha, what does the donor ask for?" ”

Gu Ming said: "Marriage sign." Give it to my master. ”

He folded his hands and sighed, "You guys have a really good relationship. ”

Gu Mingchao said: "Where, it's me who is good to him." ”

Heartfelt Justice: ...... How do you call me to pick it up?

Gu Mingchao said again: "He's very lazy, I cook for him, and he's just like an uncle." ”

He smiled and answered: "The donor is really filial. ”

Gu Mingchao walked and changed to the left hand side of the house, and when he heard the words, he said: "Filial piety...... Yes, exactly. So I'm going to ask him for a marriage sign. ”

Zhen Zheng stopped and said, "Donor, there is the Tsing Yi Temple in front." ”

Gu Mingchao said: "Let's go." Why don't you go? ”

"Did the donor bring money?" ”

Gu Mingchao was stunned for a moment and said, "You Buddhist disciples still collect money?" ”

He folded his hands together and said, "Donor, that's sesame oil money." ”

Gu Mingchao touched all over his body, found out the string of copper plates, and had a reluctant expression, "Master, is your signature really effective?" ”

Heartfelt righteousness: "Amitabha, donor, sincerity is spiritual." ”

Gu Mingchao: ...... Bald donkey, wait for me.

Gu Mingchao smiled lightly, "Master, I'm very sincere. ”

Heartily said: "Amitabha, donor, my Buddha is merciful and will definitely bless your master." ”

Gu Ming said: "I hope." ”

As soon as he stepped into the main hall of the Buddhist temple, Yoda quickly closed the door, and the six doors still took a little time.

Xin Zheng said unhurriedly: "Donor, please donate sesame oil money, and then you can ask for a signature." ”

Gu Mingchao sneered: "Master, what's the hurry." I just want to ask, how did the master know that something happened to Xuanpingbo's Mansion today? ”

"For the sake of justice." ”

Gu Mingchao sneered: "What a big breath, your Qingshan Temple may be going to close down, and you still have the leisure to take care of other people's suffering." ”

Heartfelt righteousness: "Amitabha, donor, all living beings are suffering, my Buddha is compassionate, and if he can, he will cross." ”

Gu Mingchao said: "Okay, just the level of your detour, that is, this case, try another one, and see if Du Hejing will let you come out like today." ”

Heartfelt and righteous: "This time the poor monk is no one else, it is Lord Du." ”

The more Gu Mingchao listened, the more impatient he became, and he was just about to shut him up, but he said sincerely: "Today, no matter what, I have to leave the life of a southern envoy down......"

Gu Ming said: "So what? ”

"So the poor monk confessed truthfully. ”

Gu Mingchao smiled when he heard this, "Hearthearted, who are you fooling?" In the court, you are righteous and righteous, and every sentence is straight to the point, Ma Fei can't even refute in the end, and now in front of your Buddha, you are a layman who understands the situation. It's good money. ”

Zhen Zheng shook his head, and his mouth was full of goodness: "Amitabha, donor, Ma Fei did this, otherwise how could he not even have a word of rebuttal?" Besides, before I was a Buddha, who dared to speak? Donor, it is not the laity who see through the situation, but the people who understand. Good wealth is because poor monks are human beings, not Buddhas, and their appetites are not greedy, but they still need to be hungry. ”

Gu Mingchao said: "Well said. ”

Zhen Zheng also nodded, and listened to Gu Mingchao again: "Master, you might as well tell the person who instructed you." ”

"Donor, the poor monk is for himself, and he has no instructors." ”

Gu Mingchao pointed to the closed door and said: "Master, this door is closed, you said that if you, the host, die here, will the century-old savings of Qingshan Temple collapse?" ”

He looked at Gu Ming and said, "Amitabha, the donor, the poor monk is not the host, the host is outside." ”

Gu Mingchao: ......

Heartily said: "Donor, there is really no one to instruct. Everything in the world has a cause and effect, so why should the benefactor be in a hurry. ”

Gu Mingchao said: "I want this fruit now." ”

Heartfelt Justice: ......

Sincerely persuaded him: "Donor......"

Gu Mingchao had already pulled out the soft sword on his waist and looked left and right, "Master, I have listened to so much nonsense, and I respect you Buddha very much." If it were everyone else, I would have screwed his head off. As he spoke, he put the soft sword on his neck.

Heartily: I thank you for my Buddha!

Finally, he took a deep breath and said: "The donor, it's not someone else, but the southern envoy is fighting." ”

Gu Ming said: "And then? You want me to guess and then you'll just get away with it? Sincerely, I've already played with your hand. Of course, just like you do now, lose. So don't mess around with this trick if it's okay, it's not good. ”

Heartfelt Justice: ...... Did that ancestor do a good deed? My Buddha is compassionate, save me......

Gu Mingchao pressed the sword closer to two points again, and said sincerely: "It's Lu Huaiyuo." ”

Gu Mingchao thought for a while and said, "The scholar that Lu Sicheng brought with him? ”

"It's not a scholar, it's his apprentice." ”

Gu Mingchao said: "It's quite deep. I didn't see it. He has been following Ma Fei to find the truth about his master's violent death, and then found that Ma Fei violated Lu Sicheng's concept and threw away the bones of the envoy, so he temporarily turned back. ”

Gu Mingchao sneered: "Then what did he use to impress you?" ”

"None of what he said moved me. What really struck me was the chaos in the Southland. ”

Gu Mingchao put away his sword and was about to leave, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Amitabha, donor, don't you ask for a signature?" ”

Gu Mingchao handed him the money and said, "Take any one, I'll go back and cook the vegetables in a hurry." ”

Heartfelt Justice: ...... Good son.

Gu Mingchao picked up the skewer that was shaken, and it read, "The temple is feasting, and the descendants are protecting." ”

Zhen Zheng took it and looked at it, put his hands together and said, "Good sign." ”

Gu Ming thanked him and left with Yoda.

Looking south of the river.

"When did you change the plaque?" Gu Mingchao wiped his hands as he asked.

"Early this morning, I said that I came on the orders of His Royal Highness the Prince, and we didn't dare to stop it, you and the Hou Ye were not there, so we had to change. The plaque of the Xihou Mansion was taken away. "Bai Shi talked about this matter.

Gu Mingchao was silent for a long time, and said, "What can we do?" I can't stop it. ”

When I turned around the corridor, I saw Xie Songzhao playing against him in the courtyard.

Gu Mingchao rubbed his hands to keep warm, and said as he walked: "It's winter, are you still playing chess here?" I'm not afraid to freeze out your unfinished hands. ”

Xie Song laughed at him: "It's just past the cold dew now, where is the winter?" ”

Gu Mingchao rubbed his ears and said, "There was a snow a few days ago." How is it not winter. ”

Xie Songzhao laughed when he heard this, "Ming Dynasty, if you go to the kitchen and tell your aunt and them this, they will say that your good child is sick in the brain." ”

Gu Ming said: "I don't like to count time, anyway, it's just cold now." ”

Xie Songzhao said: "It's so cold now, what about the nine cold winters?" ”

Gu Ming said: "It's too cold. ”

Xie Songzhao: ......

After a pause, Xie Songzhao said: "Ming Dynasty, you still haven't finished talking in the court?" ”

Gu Ming was puzzled by the second monk, "I didn't finish speaking, what's wrong?" ”

Xie Songzhao: ...... Sure enough, this good child is sick in the brain.

Xie Songzhao picked up all the chess pieces back into the box and said, "Ming Dynasty, don't talk to Master like this next time, Master is old and can't help choking." ”

Gu Mingchao smiled: "Why do you call yourself Master?" I just didn't turn around, and do you want to know what I asked you for? ”