Chapter 21 Chapter 21

Fifty ingots of gold have been sealed into the county treasury, stacked one on top of the other, and densely packed to strengthen the defense.A post-horse gallops towards the guard yamen in Anxi, Gaochang Prefecture at starry night. ——Di Gongdun invited Anxi Dahu to personally come to Lanfang to supervise the departure of Yujin and transport it to the capital. After Di Gong got up early in the morning and finished dressing, Hong Canjun had already served a steaming breakfast.Di Gong was overjoyed, picked up the cup and chopsticks and began to chew. Hong Canjun watched with a smile on his face, but remained silent.Not a moment later, after Di Gong had finished eating, Hong Canjun hurriedly cleaned up again.

Di Gong asked with a smile: "Hong Liang, why are you so diligent today?" "Just waiting to hear the master's promotion and trial of Yang Maode." Di Gong stroked his beard for a while, then said slowly, "The trial of Yang Maode's case will start tomorrow, so it's not very interesting to think about it. Today I will go to the city with you to pay a visit to someone." Hong Canjun guessed that Mr. Di was trying to clear up my doubts. The two disguised themselves as brokers, sneaked out of the corner gate of Houhe Garden, turned to the side street, called a sedan chair, and ordered to go to Chuihong Bridge in Xishi. ——According to Ma Rong's narration that day, the hut of the "monk", the head of the beggar household, was in a dark alley under the Chuihong Bridge.

"Monk" was sleeping, and the cross-eyed man called out, "'Monk', a black beard and a white beard are looking for you, get up quickly!" Hong Canjun scolded: "Master Di, the county magistrate, wants to see the 'monk', so Hugh." The "monk" heard that the county magistrate Di condescended, struggled to turn over and sat up, bowed his head, and said "forgive me". Duke Di clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Master, the master is here. If the county guessed correctly, the master was originally a monk—the last monk in Ziguang Temple. Today, the county specially came to pay respects to the master. I have a small matter to ask for advice. Beg for a clear indication to open the world."

The monk nodded solemnly. "Little people have fled the customs for many years, and they have lost their wisdom and Buddha-nature. County magistrate Di is extremely wise, and he is praised all over the world; even though the little people sleep in secluded places, they know how to respect them. I just don't know what Master Di is asking. I'm afraid that the little people are humble Can't be satisfied." Di Gong said: "A weak woman who fell into a deep cellar, her head was bleeding, and she was dying, can she write calmly while lying down in the dark cellar? Will Zi Chou Yinmao still be old when she finishes writing? Can she still throw the wooden box with the note pasted on it through the mouth of a rabbit hole?"

The monk was startled suddenly, and thin beads of sweat broke out on Guanglong Longzhun. "How did master Di figure out the subtlety?" The monk really understood. Di Gong said coldly: "Those who want to blackmail people have revealed their own flaws. Of course, all this was carefully arranged. An old beggar went to Li Ke with a red sandalwood box. The lid was inlaid with a piece of white jade. He posted a note asking for help from Bai Yu, telling him that someone had discovered his murderous plot, that Bai Yu was not dead—she was still struggling and calling for help on September 12—someone had already heard her cry for help. If Li Ke understood, Then I will obediently hold out money and silver as a filial piety."

"But Li Ke was ignorant and didn't look at the wooden box carefully. He sold the wooden box and a basket of rags to the shopkeeper of the antique shop. In the end, I bought it in the antique shop. ——Your picture is corrupted I was empty, and I was exposed because of this. The county asks you, who found the white jade in the temple and was killed?" "Tara, it was my Tara who saw the shocking scene. She asked me to design a blackmail." "Tara?" Duke Dee muttered the name meaningfully. The monk murmured: "Fifteen years, fifteen years. Tara was originally the nun guarding the Qingfeng Temple, and I was the temple guarding monk in the Ziguang Temple. The two of them looked at each other through the empty door. Fifteen years Yes, fifteen years..."

The monk's voice gradually became louder, and his face glowed red. "Day after day, month after month, the two five inner phases are connected, and the six roots are connected. Later, both escaped from the customs and went down the mountain. Although they did not become a real couple, every night when the moon was white and the wind was clear, we still stole to the garden of Ziguang Temple to meet each other. Yes, relive the old love and pour out my heart. Who knows, who knows that scoundrel. Yang Maode actually designed to confuse her! Now he and I are having a happy time together, dreaming of nuggets every day. Pity me for my pain , legs and feet are stiff, and I will never be able to climb Ziguang Temple again. Every time I think of this, I feel so painful."

"However, the two of us once made an oath before the gods. If one of us cursed the other, the other would surely die. Tara begged me not to swear, and I couldn't bear to swear. Who knows that the sky is clear, and there is no But in hiding, although I did not swear, the oath was fulfilled. She died suddenly. As the old saying goes, God listens to oneself, and God punishes itself. Is it true?——Poor thought, I dare not miss this I can't even imagine that Tara was willing to suffer the cruelty of Yang Maode, a wild dog, in order to get a few ingots of gold. "Your daughter Chunyun was born to her?" Di Gong asked.

"Chunyun is her own flesh and blood, yet she has left it behind." The monk sighed again and again, unable to hold back his tears. "No wonder last night when she and Yang Maode planned to knock down the wall and kill my clerk, they suddenly changed their plan when they saw Chunyun following closely, and they were spared." Di Gong suddenly understood. The monk swallowed his tears and said calmly: "I heard that the government has transported Tara's body to the incineration factory and burned it. Can you give me back the ashes and bones. Chunyun and I will look forward to it forever and reminisce about it." I forgave the filthy affair between her and Yang Maode, and in my memory, there will always be only one pure, gorgeous, honest, and loyal Tara, and it will always be a charming night in the garden of Ziguang Temple." I couldn't help but Sobbing and swallowing, the huge body trembled violently.

Di Gong and Hong Liang stepped forward to support him, and said goodbye. Hong Canjun said with emotion: "It turns out that there is such a lingering marriage between the crimes of murder and stealing gold! It can be seen that the seven emotions and six desires in the world cannot be generalized." Di Gong said with a smile: "From this point of view, the trial of Yang Maode in the hall tomorrow is really the most embarrassing and disgusting business."