Chapter 135: A Divine Mirror
The palace of the king of Chujiang is solemn and quiet, and the Yin soldiers and gods will be divided into two rows, and the gods will look at the sinful souls who have come in to be tried like electricity. At that moment, Wu Congcong, who had entered the hall, knelt down, raised his head slightly and said to King Chujiang, who was sitting high above the hall, that the guilty soul Wu Congcong was here, and begged the king to try it according to law and make a fair judgment.
King Chu Jiang ignored it for the time being, and motioned to a palace official next to him to announce his guilt:
Wu Congcong had a bad moral character and a cruel heart before his death, and after receiving hundreds of hanging money from Ma Huangmao, he acted as a murder intermediary, and took half of the money to buy the murderer to kill Wang Jiamu, the owner of the Jiangnan greenhouse vegetable base who had some festivals with him. The so-called festival is not that Wang Jiamu owes him, but that he tried to blackmail Wang Jiamu on the grounds that his father was indecent and peeped at Wang Jiamu's wife and committed adultery, so he became a grudge. Such a sin, even though he was punished by the Yang Law during his lifetime, he was also sad to pass the Yin Law judgment after death.
After hearing this, King Chu Jiang angrily accused Wu Congcong of being smart but being mistaken by cleverness, and that he was extremely selfish and selfish when he was alive. said that he had been a civil lawyer, he should understand ethics and know the law, how can he understand reason but not be reasonable, and break the law if he knows the law? This kind of person is guilty of one more degree, and he will be quickly thrown into the hell of scissors and sentenced to 400 years of suffering.
King, I'm wronged! Even if I acted as a murder intermediary, I did not directly kill anyone, I was not guilty of capital crimes, and I was sentenced to life imprisonment at most. However, when I was in prison, I was severely injured by the cell boss and the prison bully, until I died of illness in prison. It's so unfair that I'm going to go to hell of scissors when I die. Wu Congcong, who was kneeling, shouted loudly.
Suddenly, the Yin soldiers on both sides of the hall let out a prolonged tune of "mighty" in unison, Wu Congcong was shocked, his mouth no longer spoke, and his heart was still uneven.
The palace servant said, it's very fair, you don't know anything about the guilty soul Wu Congcong, it is precisely because you are in the yang world, you were injured to death by the cell boss and prison bully, these are all worth some sins, if you escape the legal punishment in the yang world, you will be spared from dying of illness in prison, then after you die normally, you will also go to scissors hell, the difference is that you will go to hell to receive 800 years of torture. What is the Hell of Scissors, that is, when you instigate people to ignore the law and ethics and commit serious crimes, including homicide, after death, you will be sent to the Hell of Scissors, and ten fingers will be cut off with scissors, which is very painful.
King, I have done bad things in my life, and you all know that I have done good things. Did you know or not?
What good things have you done? Tell me!
Wu Congcong spoke in front of King Chujiang and the general of the hall, he said that when he was alive, he helped the weak to write an indictment, his writing was good, and he could grasp the reason, and he actually overturned a lawsuit that had already been tried, which was praised by the people.
Wu Congcong said this, King Chu Jiang and the rank gods had already known, and they shook their heads while listening.
Seeing that after he finished talking about this matter, his mouth was still full of words, and he still wanted to show his merits but had no merit, King Chu Jiang suddenly said in a straight voice:
You're talking about that heinous sunspot asking you to write an indictment and fight a lawsuit, is this a good deed? If you want to pass other people's money, it is a normal transaction, and it has nothing to do with doing good deeds at all.
Besides, the common people do not praise you for doing good deeds, but use a more appropriate metaphor you quote in the complaint as a joke and happiness after dinner, and you are still beautiful, thinking that you are accumulating merit and doing good deeds.
The nickname you came into contact with is called the high ability of the sunspot, after the case, he was beheaded that year, because he was bribed by you to brutally kill Wang Jiamu before his death, but also owed a human life, after his death, there are many ghosts and ghosts looking for him to collect debts, he has now entered the hell of a nose, tens of thousands of years are difficult to overborn, even if the sentence expires, reincarnation, I am afraid that viviparous oviparity has no part, only with wet birth, metaplasia. What are wet and metaplasia, they are all gnats and maggots, which is sad and lamentable!
Wu Congcong was not very interested in King Chujiang's didactic statement in his heart, he only cared about himself, so he raised his head and arched his hand to King Chujiang and said, "My king, my life is as wonderful as the Yin Cao Difu, I am willing to sing praises for the treasure hall, and there is only one small request, exempt me from the sins I have committed in the Yang world."
After King Chu Jiang laughed for a while, he showed a serious expression, pointed at Wu Congcong and said, you are a short-lived soul who has no forgiveness, and you still want to pat yourself on the back and tell you, this is not the worldly world of deceit, you can dispel that thought! You say you have a brilliant pen, what are you selling? Which of the Yin God generals in my temple is not Wen Taowuluo? Some are also familiar with many Chinese, what are you? I don't take a more picture of myself on the mirror platform, it's really shameless. Knock this guilty soul into Scissors Hell!
Slow down, King. Wu Congcong kept kowtowing again.
What else are you going to talk about?
King, all of you in this treasure hall are full of economic and literary energy, and you can be my teacher. I only ask for one thing, when I go to the scissors hell to be tortured, if I have free time, I still have some personal hobbies, love to write poems, good composition, but when the time comes, my ten fingers will be cut, poems can not be written, can the king open the net, pay mercy to the soul of sin, send a teacher to the scissors hell where I was tortured to read "Guwen Guan Zhi" or Tang poems and Song Ci or something, let me learn and learn.
When the gods of rank and place heard this, most of them couldn't help but laugh.
Only a leopard-headed and ring-eyed god standing on the left side of the hall did not smile, he crossed his waist with one hand, and gently stroked the palm wide divine mirror hanging in front of the placket with the other, and sometimes glanced at the calm expression of King Chujiang above the hall.
Suddenly, King Chu Jiang softened his attitude, and said earnestly to Wu Congcong, who was still kneeling in front of the palace, that Wu Congcong, the soul of sin, must not be obsessed with blindly studying literature or something, but must learn to cultivate his mind, correct the wrong concepts in his heart, be upright in his life and do things, be beautiful as an adult, be kind to others, and must not have a heart that harms others and is self-interested, otherwise, people and gods will be angry, and they will inevitably fall into depravity due to karma.
Wang, the cultivation of the mind is too abstract, there is nothing wrong with being obsessed with learning literature, and being able to write a beautiful article can go all over the world in a chic way, and make a great difference.
King Chujiang said unhappily that Luo Guanzhong, Shi Nai'an, and Cao Xueqin each wrote a masterpiece through the ages, and became a peerless literary hero, talented, and literary, they should have something to do, right? But in the end, they also know how to let go, stop clinging, and do something and not do something.
Then the king of Chujiang ordered the god with the leopard's head and eyes to take down the palm wide mirror for Wu Congcong to see, and the mirror actually showed the heavenly court fairy realm, reflecting the future 21st century Eastern land power involved in the Ming and Qing dynasties Luo Guanzhong, Shi Nai'an, Cao Xueqin wrote a rather absurd copy-
Bao Qingtian played the Jade Emperor one day, saying that the three ancient copywriting is very tricky, and it is not appropriate to apply all the laws. The Jade Emperor asked the reason, and he was also suspicious. Then he sent a decree to Tai Bai Xing, and summoned the parties Luo Guanzhong, Shi Nai'an and Cao Xueqin and other three ministers to the front of the palace.