The bear child of the Red Chamber, Jia Cong

Chapter 246

It is said that Zhao Chengqin, the commander of Wucheng soldiers and horses, came to Tianqi Temple, Wang Yitie was very frightened, and said again and again that Master Guiming was a merciful monk, and he would never do anything to kill.Zhao Cheng naturally didn't listen, and ordered someone to bring Guiming to question him, and searched Tianqi Temple carefully at the same time.

Guiming was immediately brought to the front.This monk is about forty years old, looks honest, and has two patches on his coarse cloth monk's clothes, he really doesn't seem to be able to kill people.Gui Ming proclaimed the Buddha's name and folded his hands together, peacefully.Seeing the yellow paper repeatedly chanting to Buddha and pleading guilty, there was no fear or guilty conscience on his face, he just said indifferently: "The poor monk doesn't know anything." Zhao Cheng frowned, vaguely feeling that the monk was too calm.If his cultivation level is extremely high, just now Wang Yitie said that his Buddhist studies are mediocre; if his cultivation level is mediocre, ordinary people should be somewhat surprised when they see this blood book.Then I asked and answered the monk, and seeing that he was leaking, I became more and more suspicious.

Not long after, the police found the same yellow paper as in the lavatory of the yamen, with the same words written on it and the same baby's handprint printed on it behind the King Kong statue, under the altar, and in the ashes of the incense burner!

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

Guiming He Heshi said: "The Buddha knows the innocence of the poor monk. Forget it, just think of going to prison as a practice." So he honestly asked the arrester to lock him up.Zhao Cheng ordered people to search Tianqi Temple again carefully, found two more yellow papers, and took them back to the Yamen.

This matter caused many idlers to watch the excitement, and it spread throughout the capital in the blink of an eye.The witty storyteller compiled a commentary overnight, and planned to talk about the evil monk with a beastly face and the bitter baby's soul the next day in a teahouse and tavern.When Feng Ziying found out about this, it had already become a household name, and it was no longer possible to get people out without a sound.It was obvious that someone was looking for Guiming's bad luck, but he didn't know why he caused the trouble.Fortunately, people in the five cities of Bingmasi will never be in danger.So in the middle of the night, I went to see him in prison.

The jailer turned pale with fright when he saw King Xian's badge.Feng Ziying smiled and said: "It's okay, but I just have something to ask that 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 guards to unlock it and enter.Gui Ming meditated in the prison cell, and heard the sound of Buddha.

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

Guiming said: "Think of the four major elements in the body, each with its own name, and those without self, I have neither. It is like a phantom ear."

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

Guiming said: "The poor monk killed countless people in his life, and he can't guess who it was."

Feng Ziying said, "Where's the baby?"

"more than ten."

"Is there anyone who has never cut the weeds?"

"Mostly the roots have been eradicated." Gui Ming thought for a while and said, "The only one who has never been eradicated is a little girl who escaped from Prince Yizhong's family. She is about fifteen or sixteen years old now."

Feng Ziying's heart sank: "If they are, it will be difficult to deal with. They are quite capable. If they set their sights on you, I am afraid they will not let you go easily."

Guiming closed his eyes and recited a Buddha.

Feng Ziying said: "Do you still remember the other people?"

"remember."

Guiming told about the babies he killed one by one.Feng Ziying wrote it all down, almost all of them were subordinates of Prince Yizhong, the leader, and said: "I'll go and check these families. This place is safer than Tianqi Temple, you will stay here for a while." Guiming prayed to Buddha.Feng Ziying withdrew, told the jailer not to tell anyone about this, and left.

On the next day, things got worse.There are blood books and blood-stained yellow papers pasted everywhere in the capital, and what's worse is that there are even the gates of the mansions and post houses of the princes.These days, all the lords just barely got into a fight at the court meeting, and now it's getting worse, and they all used this to bombard Situ Pan, causing him a headache and ordering Feng Ziying to quickly find out who is behind it.

Feng Ziying was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground.It's just that it's so brainless, how can it be found out by checking?He had a flash of inspiration, thinking that Jia Cong and Nezha must know something about such ghosts and gods. He was hopeless anyway, so he ran to Lixiangyuan to ask advice.

Jia Cong was leading Han Quan to play when he saw Feng Ziying coming in and said cheerfully, "Brother Feng is idle." He pointed to him and said to Han Quan, "Quan'er, this is Brother Feng. There is a cook in his family who is very good at cooking noodles." Alright, let's go to their house to eat noodles tomorrow."

Han Quan called out "Brother Han", then pouted, "I don't like noodles."

Jia Cong said: "You just love dim sum! You are getting fatter and fatter." As he spoke, he pinched the cheek of the other child.

Feng Ziying glanced at Han Quandao: "Is this the child raised by your eldest wife?"

Jia Cong said: "Yes. I was quite obedient when I recognized the child earlier. Now it's getting worse." Nai hugged the child tightly, and Han Quan giggled.Jia Cong touched his little head and sighed, "Our wife has a bad life, she married my father. My father is an old romantic, and never put her in his eyes, let alone leave her an heir. It's not as good as the second wife's life. With this child, I can count on him for the rest of my life. She looks very smart at the moment, willing to study, and it should be no problem to get a fame in the future."

Feng Ziying said: "It's also the fate of their mother and son." Then he gave Han Quan a small purse, found a chair to sit down, and got up to order tea.

Jia Cong asked: "What's the matter with the messy ghosts outside? The curiosity of the whole capital is aroused, like a rooster crowing, everyone is looking forward to watching the excitement."

As soon as Feng Ziying heard it, he knew that he thought it was not the work of ghosts and gods, and said with a wry smile: "The monk is now my man."

Jia Cong curled his lips: "Then... have you committed any crimes before?"

"It's too much." Feng Ziying said, "He is also following orders."

Jia Cong said: "The things he does are not clean. He is obviously found by his enemies. Or let the golden cicada escape, just say that he was punished by the unjust ghost, and the seven orifices bleed to death. Change the Taoist name and change the temple to become a Taoist priest."

Feng Ziying said: "It's just that I haven't found out who is behind the trick. I wonder if it's the rest of Prince Yizhong."

Jia Cong said: "No. The people of Prince Yizhong have some skills. They can directly kill him to avenge him. Why stir up trouble in the city. If you have such a spirit, why don't you go to the kings to help their master rehabilitate."

Feng Ziying thought: "Rehabilitation is inevitable this time... the rest of the families are probably former subordinates of Prince Yizhong."

Jia Cong said: "Since this is the case, is it possible that he took revenge? Prince Yizhong has been dead for so many years, of course there are people under him gathered in one place, but most of them should have fallen and scattered. This kind of scattered He wanted revenge, but he couldn't find anyone to help him, and he didn't have the ability to kill that monk, so he made such a scare."

Feng Ziying said: "That's what I don't understand. Regardless of how he found out about the monk, there are ways of snakes like snakes, mice and mice. Such a commotion, do you expect the government to take revenge for him? But this matter was originally done by the Supreme Emperor."

Jia Cong said: "Could it be a simple, kind and ignorant master? Like my brother Baoyu, he thinks that everyone in the world is afraid of ghosts and gods, and scares that monk."

Feng Ziying shook her head: "No. But if you know what the monk did, you won't expect him to scare you."

"Then..." He thought for a while, "I hope the virtuous king will help him settle the crimes committed by the Supreme Emperor?"

Feng Ziying's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands and said, "It's not safe. Use the prince's east wind to settle his family's grievances."

Jia Cong shrugged and said, "Then change your career to be a Taoist priest and fool around. Before you change your career, let's make things bigger. For example, Wucheng Bingmasi couldn't find any evidence and almost let him go. Suddenly, his seven orifices bleed to death. The common people love this. .”

Feng Ziying smiled and said: "It's really impossible, this is also a way." Then she got up and said goodbye.

He walked for half a day and Han Quan still looked at his whereabouts, suddenly asked in a low voice: "Third Brother, did the Supreme Emperor do any bad things?"

Jia Cong said: "There are too many. The emperor still wants to stop doing bad things? Nine of them are vying for the throne, and each of them can't wait to kill the other eight, and by the way, all the families who follow them will also be killed." die."

Han Quan hesitated for a while and said: "...Why do you have to kill them? One is the king, and the other eight are kings. They all enjoy honor, isn't it good?"

Jia Cong said: "Emperors all thought this way. It's just wishful thinking. To be a king is to be a master, and to be a king is to be a slave. They are all sons of the same father. If they win, they are masters. If they don't win, they are slaves. Master. The life and death of slaves can be determined at will, and slaves have the opportunity to be masters, who would be willing to be slaves? Even if some princes claim that they don't want to seize the throne and only want to be a virtuous king, the emperor may not believe it." Looking down at Han Quanquan Looking dazed, it was obvious that he didn't understand, and said with a smile, "You are still young, and you don't understand what I said at this moment. Anyway, the children of the emperor's family are very pitiful."

"Pitiful?"

"Well." Jia Cong said, "The children in their family are so pitiful. There are more rules than clothes. No one is allowed, this is not allowed, and even play is not allowed. How can children from ordinary families live well." Han Quan couldn't help nodding.Jia Cong looked amused, and said, "Okay, okay, let's not do our business anyway. Quan'er, brother, can I take you to the street?"

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

Qi Dian hurriedly said: "Uncle Xiao Han needs to change into the clothes for going out, I will go to my wife to get them."

Jia Cong said: "If you have time, you can help him make a pair of clothes and put them in our yard, so that you don't have to run so far when you want to go out for a stroll."

Get up and smile.

The next day, a letter came out from Wucheng Bingma Si, saying that Mr. Zhao had interrogated the monk named Guiming twice, and he shouted for grievances vigorously.Master Zhao couldn't find evidence, couldn't find suspicious points, and didn't have a plaintiff, which was quite a headache.Men, women and children in the streets and alleys of the capital talked a lot, and they were all filled with righteous indignation, saying how could the wronged soul not be the plaintiff?Two days later, some arresters went back and told the neighbors that Mr. Zhao really had no choice but to release the monk.Now it's a hot pot, countless idlers are crying and screaming, pointing at the sky and scolding the earth, some beat up Tianqi Temple, and some Zhang Luowanmin's book, they won't let them go anyway.

It's a pity they didn't count.Zhao Cheng acted in accordance with the law, and released him in court on the fifth day after arresting Monk Guiming without any evidence or accuser.Guiming remained calm, saluted Zhao Chenghe, turned around and walked out.Countless people outside shouted that the murderer could not be let go, Gui Ming just kept silent.

Suddenly, Guiming's footsteps stopped, and his whole body trembled like a cramp.The people watching outside fell silent and stared at him closely.Guiming yelled "Ah!" and fell to his knees on the ground, his limbs twitched and twisted, and he curled up into a ball with his head in his arms.With a loud cry, he spit out black blood from his nose and mouth, and stopped moving.After watching him for a while, a courageous policeman stepped forward to check his breath, and shouted, "He's dead!"

The crowd broke out in a "coax" and all knelt down and kowtowed, shouting: "The emperor has eyes! Wronged souls will be avenged!" Tears flowed, and they felt happier than they had avenged their own injustice.

The Jia brothers also hid behind to watch the excitement. After a while, Jia Huan said dumbfounded: "Are they really stupid or are they pretending to be stupid..."

Jia Cong said casually, "It's really stupid."

Immediately thereafter, the government posted a bulletin, which only said that the monk Guiming died because he was haunted by wronged souls.The idlers all over the street are as happy as the Chinese New Year, only the lights and festoons and gongs and drums are not played, and the commentary on teahouses and taverns is even newer.

I didn't want the yellow paper to appear again the next day.Not only is every bulletin posted all over, but it is also posted all over the street.There was still the baby's bloody handprint on it. In addition to the original "Evil Monk Guiming of Tianqi Temple killed me, I will not return to the underworld if I don't avenge this revenge", I added a sentence, "It's hard to let the wicked be released privately".

Idlers in Beijing haven't had such a fun New Year's Eve!A few street rascals took the lead, yelling at a group of men and women who were full and had nothing to do, rushing to the Bingmasi Yamen in Wucheng, holding incense candles to ask Zhao Cheng for an explanation.Zhao Chengqin came out and said that it was true that Monk Guiming was dead, and the people below clamored for him to hand over his body.Naturally, he couldn't hand it over, he just said that he had been cremated yesterday.How can others believe it?Everyone shouted and scolded "corrupt officials with black hearts, colluding with evil monks to harm people." All kinds of far-fetched crimes were thrown at Zhao Cheng's head hard.

On the other side, Daming Palace is still holding a court meeting.All the kings used this matter to criticize Situ Pan one after another, and he was so ashamed and helpless that he returned to the mansion to convene his staff to discuss.Some said that they were afraid that there were really grievances and they couldn't be deceived; some said that they were afraid that the rest of Prince Yizhong wanted to seek justice from the court, and there were different opinions.Since Sangu Qin had been to Tianqi Temple on the day when the incident happened, she couldn't help being suspicious of that Tong Xiucai.It's just that the capital is huge, and there are no other clues other than knowing that his master is afraid, so it is really difficult to find this person.

Situ Pan was very worried.An aide added fuel to the flames, stepped forward and said: "My lord, if this matter is not settled as soon as possible, the lord's face will be lost, and it may cause a civil uprising."

Feng Ziying said: "I think he is still Prince Yizhong's man. Guiming killed his grandson born to a concubine in the past, and broke the roots of Prince Yizhong. My lord, why don't you quickly rehabilitate him and count it as a reward for him. One benefit for the rest of the department is to let them disperse."

The aide said just now: "I'm afraid they not only want to be rehabilitated, but also want to take revenge. They may not be willing to stop just to rehabilitate, but the current situation is not waiting for anyone."

Feng Ziying said: "What do they want when they lose their masters? It's enough to redress their crimes and settle their wishes."

The man said: "That's why they resent Gui Ming even more. If this monk hadn't killed their little master, at least they would have inherited the throne and gained a piece of territory, right? My lord, according to my subordinates, this Gui Ming will not die, and the rest of Prince Yizhong will not." Let it go. This monk is ruthless and ruthless, and he can even kill a mere baby, so why don't you follow the people's will."