"Ugh...Ugh..."
Li Jinglong vomited several times, frightening his wife Deng.
She put away her joke, stepped forward, patted her husband's back gently, and asked, "What unclean food did you eat?" Then she shouted to the outside, "Here, come and serve him!"
A group of servants came in with spittoons and hot water towels. Unexpectedly, Li Jinglong pushed his wife away and walked out quickly, "Prepare green salt for me, I want to rinse my mouth!"
"What's wrong?" Ms. Deng looked at her husband's back, puzzled.
After a long time, when Mrs. Deng was lying on the bed, Li Jinglong came in weakly with his head drooping and his head drooping.
"What's wrong with you?" Deng opened her eyes and asked, but suddenly she covered her mouth and started laughing. She was rolling on the bed with laughter, leaning forward and back.
Li Jinglong said angrily, "Why are you laughing?"
"Look at that mouth of yours! Haha!" Deng said with a smile, "It's all swollen!"
She didn't say it was okay, but when she said Li Jinglong, her lips felt burning and painful. She had just brushed them with green salt more than ten times, and her lips were swollen.
"Damn it!" Li Jinglong sat on the bedside dejectedly and cursed, "I, who did I provoke? I'm so unlucky!"
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"What's wrong with you?" Mrs. Deng was behind, hugging her husband, and asked softly, "On weekdays, your body is as strong as iron. Why are you vomiting and vomiting today!"
Li Jinglong turned around and saw his wife's eyes brimming with water, and her white skin was vaguely visible in her see-through pajamas.
The daughter follows her mother. Although the older generation of warriors in Huaixi each have their own faults, the wives they marry are all young ladies from well-known families. Li Jinglong’s father-in-law, Deng Yu, was the one who robbed him back then.
The daughter of Sheng Pingzhang. Therefore, my wife, Deng, was also a great beauty who was well-known in the capital. Although she has given birth to a child now and is older, she still has a different kind of charm.
There is a saying that at thirty, you are like a wolf, at forty, you are like a tiger, at fifty you are like a leopard, and at ten you are like a calf. Madam Deng, your age is like that of a wolf and a tiger!
"Hey! Stop making trouble!" Li Jinglong took off his wife's hand, "I'm not in such a good mood today!"
Suddenly, Mrs. Deng was furious, "Okay, tell me! Which vixen will fuck you up? You are so lively outside, but when you come home, just pretend to be a dead dog with me!"
"Hey!" Li Jinglong sighed again, "Didn't you see that my mouth is swollen?"
"What does your swollen mouth have to do with other places?" Deng frowned, "It's not with your mouth!"
"Vomit..." Upon hearing this word, Li Jinglong couldn't stand it immediately. He covered his mouth and rushed out, and started to vomit again.
Seeing that her husband was indeed feeling uncomfortable, Mrs. Deng stopped fussing and asked softly, "Are you really sick? Ask the imperial doctor to come over and take a look? If you don't feel well, just rest at home for a few days, and I will send the housekeeper to ask you for some sick leave tomorrow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Li Jinglong shout from the outer room, "Just rest, I'll go out for a while!"
"Where are you going at night?" Deng asked from behind.
"Zhenfu Division!"
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Jinyiwei Zhenfusi's torture chamber is like the slaughterhouse of Shura Hell.
Monk Daoran was stretched out by his limbs, tied to an iron bed, and screamed like a pig being killed.
"You can't do this to the poor monk! The poor monk is the abbot of Qixia Temple and a seventh-grade monk official. Even if the poor monk makes mistakes, he will be handed over to the Inspectorate, Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Punishment, not to you Jin Yiwei?"
"Ha!" He Guangyi, who was wearing a flying fish suit and sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, blew the hot tea in his hand and sneered, "You know quite a lot? If you violated ordinary national laws, you would naturally be handed over to those places.
, but you are Hu Weiyong’s accomplice, haha!”
"I'm not! I'm not!" Dao Ran shouted loudly, his heart breaking, "I don't know Hu Weiyong at all! I don't know him!"
"You don't have to say whether you recognize me or not. I have the final say!" He Guangyi put down the tea bowl, "As long as I am willing, I can find you in the ruined temple of your male thieves and female prostitutes at any time, who is having an affair with Hu Weiyong and intends to rebel.
evidence!"
"You... framed and slandered others!" Daoran shouted, "How on earth have I offended you to treat me like this? I am a person who believes in Buddhism. A monk never makes things difficult for others.
Where did I offend you?" He yelled, already crying.
As long as he is guilty of Hu Weiyong's crime, let alone a monk, he is a real god and Buddha. Lord Hong Wu can smash his golden body and make him irrecoverable.
"Do you want money?" Daoran seemed to have thought of something, and quickly continued to shout, "I have money? How much do I need? Ten thousand taels? Twenty thousand taels? Fifty thousand taels? You can tell me the number."
"So rich?" He Guangyi exclaimed and laughed, "Damn it, before I try you on Hu Weiyong's case, let me first try to find out where you got so much money! This is called...
..." As he spoke, he thought about it and said to the people around him, "What is the word that His Highness said?"
Beside him, his confidant Jin Yiwei Zhang Xing Qianhu whispered, "Zhen Fu, His Highness is saying that the source of the huge wealth is unknown!"
"Here! That's it!" He Guangyi slapped his thigh, "Damn it, you are a small seventh-level monk, a monk who eats fast and chants Buddha's name, how can you get so much money? Come on, serve me, the Fusi!"
"Ah! Ah!" Daoran shouted as if he was killing a pig, "It's not my money, it's the incense money accumulated in the temple!"
"Where did you get the money for the house you gave to Sister Huafang?" He Guangyi asked angrily.
"I am the abbot and I am in charge of the money in the temple!" Daoran cried.
"You have three villages outside the city, with a total of 1,200 hectares of farmland, right?" He Guangyi narrowed his eyes and asked, "You also have an outhouse and an illegitimate child, right?"
Daoran was already frightened, "You..."
"There is nothing in the world that the Jin Yiwei cannot detect." He Guangyi sneered, "You don't want to say it, but your followers have told you everything. Now, there are people from the Jin Yiwei outside your illegitimate son's home.
Be sensible and tell me what you want me to say. Otherwise, I will castrate your illegitimate son and send him to the palace as a eunuch!"
"Haha!" He Guangyi said and laughed again, "Firstly, you are Hu Weiyong's accomplice, and secondly, you have collected so much illegal wealth, you can weigh it yourself which is heavier and which is lighter. The wealth you have collected is actually strictly
To put it bluntly, it is not considered greedy, and the matter can still be slowed down. But if you are accused of being a party member of Hu Weiyong, hehe! From now on, Qixia Temple will lose an abbot and gain an extra human skin!"
"You........." Daoran cried, "What did you want me to say?"
"First tell me what happened to the land in your name? Tell me how much property your temple has, how many tenants you have hidden, and how much incense money you have hidden over the years!" He Guangyi said coldly.
In the auditorium, which is separated from the execution room by a wall, Ling Han, Fang Xiaoru and others were already furious as they listened to the confession. A monk, a seventh-grade monk. In these years, relying on the privilege of being exempted from taxes and his status as a monk, he has restrained himself so much.
Ill-gotten gains.
Not only Daoran, but also the monks in charge of Qixia Temple. In addition to the temple's dividends, each of them has his or her own property outside. Not only do they marry wives and have children, some even have concubines. Moreover, each of them takes advantage of their tax exemption and spends as much money as they want.
Use clever means to plunder and let others put the land in their name.
This is really unreasonable.
A real court official who has lived in poverty for ten years can have tax-free land in his name. Why do they monks? If a court official embezzles ten taels of silver, his whole family will be beheaded, and the skin will be plucked out, stuffed with straw, and hung alive.
Above the county government hall.
They monks, in the name of Buddhism, secretly greedy so much? How can they not be punished and live a more prosperous life than officials? How can it be unreasonable!
"Bald donkey!" In the execution room, where Daoran was waiting to hear his confession, Ling Han became furious when he confessed how much registered money from the filial piety of the people in the temple could be squandered every year. How much incense money could be squandered.
"What a shame for such a rat!" Fang Xiaoru also said angrily.
At this time, Ling Han was furious and couldn't hold it in any longer. He stood up and walked directly into the execution room.
He Guangyi was sitting, picking his toenails with a knife, and said with a smile, "Sir, do you want to come over and see with your own eyes? Don't stain your eyes with this bloody place!"
Ling Han ignored him and walked directly to Dao Ran, "Bald donkey!"
"Yes!" Daoran saw that the commander of the Jinyiwei was polite to the old man, so he quickly agreed loudly.
"You are in charge of dozens of temples and monks near the capital, so you must know something about them!" Ling Han sneered, "Tell them the truth about their illegal behavior!"
"Yes!" Daoran was like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. He told everything he knew, whether it was true or false.
"Let him go!" After he finished speaking, Ling Han said, "Let him sign and sign, and then write a denunciation memorial to the Inspectorate!"
"What?" Dao Ran was surprised, "Inspectorate?"
"You write!" Ling Han glared at Daoran, "I'll teach you, just say that you have been greatly favored by the court and influenced by Buddhism, and you report to the court the monks who have unethical conduct, the temple's methods of collecting money, and the monks' illegal activities.
trip!"
"When the time comes, I will arrest the people according to what you wrote. Then, as a monk official, you will write a letter about the many drawbacks of the monks' tax exemption. Please ask the court to remove the monks' privileges, inventory the temple property, and return it to the national treasury!"
Poof, Dao Ran, who had just been let go, fell down again.
"This is, this is to make him realize his Dao Ran and become a monk in the world!"
"Oops!" Beside him, He Guangyi missed his hand and scratched his toe with the blade. He looked at the red blood and cursed, "This knife is so damn fast!"
This chapter has been completed!