There were hot drinks in the lounge and hot water were also provided to allow prosecutors to brew their own drinks. Zhao Xun accepted his father's advice and did not drink alkaline tea. Zhao Jiaren suggested that Zhao Xun wait until he was 40 years old before increasing the amount of tea. Zhao Xun asked for a cup of juice, and then saw the middle-aged prosecutor in his thirties pouring hot water into the purple clay cup, and wolfberry rolling in the water.

Zhao Xun was very impressed by this kind of health-preserving approach, so he greeted the person next to him. The two of them said a few words and were about to leave the bar. Just turned around and saw the prosecutors coming out of the interrogation room gathering in groups of different small tables. Zhao Xun and the middle-aged prosecutor sat next to the bar and started chatting.

Zhao Ziran sipped a sip of wolfberry and red date water, looked at Zhao Xun's uniform and said, "Do you have good grades in school?"

The prosecutors of the Song Dynasty were divided into four levels, from bottom to top, namely the prosecutor, the senior prosecutor, and the prosecutor of the Song Dynasty. The number of prosecutors at these three levels decreased step by step, and to the top level, there was only one person left, and this person was the prosecutor of the Song Dynasty. Zhao Xun and Zhao Ziran were both prosecutors, but the ages of the two were ten years apart.

"The third year in grade." Zhao Xun smiled.

"Oh. Is it very good?" Zhao Ziran responded.

Zhao Xun also laughed dryly. The first grade is her wife. When he mentioned this kind of thing, he always felt a little psychological pressure. So Zhao Xun changed the topic to the errand in front of him, "Why do you think monks are so cruel and blinded one eye? Is this a monk who wants to warn him goodbye?"

"Maybe it was just an emotional excitement, and it was like this." Zhao Ziran's tone was relatively calm.

"It's like this?" Zhao Xun frowned. At least he had never seen his father fail, and the people around him did not fail such a fierce result. The Zhao family would kill people, but would not torture people.

"The monk who beats people will also be afraid, killing people will pay his life."

"If this is the case, you should have secretly killed the monk who told me, put it in a sack and sank the corpse."

Hearing Zhao Xun's speech on such a smooth behavior, Zhao Ziran couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I have also sued some murderers, and I find that they always say that they were forced to kill. Where is the theoretical killing routine that you do?"

Zhao Xun immediately became interested when he heard this analysis for the first time. He asked quickly: "What is the difference?"

"You haven't been a soldier?"

Zhao Xun shook his head repeatedly, "I have never been a soldier."

"What you said is to get rid of people. The monks beat people because of anger. The two sides are different."

"...So that's it. That means, the monk who hits people is messing around?"

After chatting for a while, someone asked everyone to listen to the next case introduction. Zhao Xun drank the juice and followed everyone into the large conference room. The large conference room continued to tell the case. The senior prosecutor in charge of the matter said: "The monk who came to report the case reported that the hitting monk reported that the monk who beat him had escaped, and the superior asked us to cast a net in various temples for interrogation. The list of monks in question is already there, and this is the main job you come here."

"How many monks are there to be interrogated?" someone asked.

"There are at least 130 monks in question, and there are many monks in Ningbo, and there are about 10,000 low-level monks who can be interrogated."

Zhao Xun subconsciously covered the lower half of his face with his hands. He felt that he understood why so many prosecutors were gathered. If tens of thousands of low-ranking monks were really interrogated one by one, the 100 prosecutors present would have to work hard for a month. With Zhao Xun's experience, it would not be easy to interrogate more than 100 key monks who were the main targets. A day or two was not enough to make the guy who was stubborn to speak.

"What are the illegal things that monks are there?" another prosecutor below asked.

The senior prosecutor in charge of the meeting replied loudly: "Whatever they have is illegal depends on what you can interrogate. So we have asked you before, whether any of you believe in God and Buddha. If anyone of you believes in it, withdraw immediately now."

Zhao Xun still didn't quite understand why believing in gods and Buddhas is so important, but he shut up. From now on, the superiors are going to kill the monks in Ningbo.

After resting for a night, the next day, the group of people were taken to Ningbo and began to investigate and interrogate the monks in Ningbo.

Although Ningbo was not in the situation of the 480 Temples of the Southern Dynasties back then, there were several very famous temples. Before the government's large-scale operation, these temples felt that they might be spared. They waited for the army to surround the temple and took the monk out for questioning. The abbot, abbot and other big leaders were confused.

As local snakes, the monks immediately went to ask for questions. The news received from the Ningbo Procuratorate that the prosecutors and troops sent to search this time were all seconded from other places, and the locals were useless. After hearing this news, the abbots and abbots of various temples couldn't help but curse, "These guys usually eat and drink us, but at this time they don't work."

Even though they scolded, the monks were helpless. At night, in a house in Ningbo, several guys with hats gathered together. Now the new trend is to keep short hair. Monks only need to not shave their hair for two months, they will have short hair similar to soldiers. Taking off their hats, a few guys with short hair began to exchange information with each other.

"How many people were taken away in your temple?"

"Forty-seven people were taken away. Where are you?"

"Twenty-two people."

"I heard that Zhikong in your temple blinded people and made the matter come true. Can that Zhikong be there now?"

"He has been arranged to avoid the limelight. After all, this guy is the son of a previous abbot. He originally wanted him to take care of the farmland, but he didn't expect this guy to be so unreliable."

"Will you just capture him and hand him over to the government?"

"With his temperament, he fell into the hands of the government, and I am afraid he will dare to bite others."

...

After the news was exchanged in each temple, the place dispersed.

In addition, there were other long-haired monks who put on makeup and went to the local landlord's house. After meeting, the monk said, "Amitabha, check the donor. This time, the matter is urgent. Let's talk about this year's worship after this."

"I know! I know!" Cha Ziyong nodded repeatedly. He believed in Buddhism. When he saw the imperial court forced the monks to pay taxes, he 'buyed' some of the land in Tiantong Zen Temple. In fact, the harvest on these lands belonged to Tiantong Zen Temple, but the operator changed from monks to Cha Ziyong. The tax was also borne by Cha Ziyong.

The monks contacted everywhere, and the abbots who received the news also felt a little relieved. Although they didn't know how the superiors were preparing to investigate, at least everyone would not be caught off guard.

The monks are relaxed, but the prosecutors are not relaxed. At least they have not found anything so far, at least they are not able to convict the monks. Those low-end monks are all chores, eat less and do more work. Perhaps because their attention is occupied by these things, the monks do not know what the high-end monks above are doing. They just know that the high-end monks are very busy.

After interrogating for a few days, Zhao Xun felt confused. During the evening meal, Zhao Xun sold wine and asked the canteen to stir-fry a few meat dishes. When he saw Zhao Ziran, Zhao Xun invited Zhao Ziran to come and eat together. After Zhao Ziran came over, he took out a bottle of wine from his bag and put it on the table. It can be seen that everyone wanted to drink two glasses and relax.

The first one was fried peanuts. The peanuts had been fried long ago and just shoveled them over. The two of them didn't need other dishes, so they started drinking the peanuts. Zhao Xun scooped a spoon with a spoon and put it in his mouth to chew it, swallowed it, and then sighed: "I originally thought that monks were all living in the world, but now most monks live a very bad life. Even if they farm, they wouldn't be so miserable."

Zhao Ziran nodded, "Yes. I also think that the demon monks are cheating and cheating, and they are very rich."

After taking another bite of fried peanuts, Zhao Xun sighed: "It's like our Song Dynasty. Those who can be sent out by the court are not ordinary people. Those who can be sent out by various families are not ordinary people. They have to rely on these people."

Zhao Ziran's eyes lit up, "You are right, are we looking for the wrong person? Those monks who stayed in the temple know what they have to find those monks who are traveling."

Zhao Xun was stunned and thought for a while before he could figure out what Zhao Ziran was saying. Zhao Xun's heart was upset. These principles were heard from his father or from Zhao Ruoshui, who was a secretary for his father earlier. However, after hearing this principle, he failed to make good use of it, and Zhao Xun was very frustrated.

Zhao Ziran found a new idea, was happy in his heart, and said according to the new idea: "When we ask the monk again, we will add a question, who is the Youfang monk in the temple."

"Okay." Although Zhao Xun was depressed, he could only continue like this.

The next day, Zhao Xun began to increase the problem. At night, he met Zhao Ziran again as agreed. The two of them compared the news they received during the day's interrogation, and several names overlapped. Zhao Xun sighed: "Do you think there are these people among the 130 people mentioned above?"

Zhao Ziran shook his head, "I don't know. We might as well ask the boss."

Zhao Xun didn't want to pay this. It was just news from some monks. Zhao Xun just sent a telegram. Not to mention getting news from the monks, even if Zhao Xun wanted to jail the monks, he would probably do it. But then he thought about it, Zhao Xun still felt that he should not be so arrogant. He was just a few monks. It was not good to let the "Prince Zhao Xun" come forward, and prosecutor Zhao Xun should be able to solve this matter.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xun asked Zhao Ziran: "Why are we going to get the boss?"

"I'll go." Zhao Ziran took the matter with him.

One day later, the two met again. Zhao Ziran looked regretful. After sitting down, he told Zhao Xun that his superiors had no interest after listening to Zhao Ziran's suggestions, but just asked Zhao Ziran to interrogate them carefully.

"What did the superior think?" Zhao Xun was a little confused.

"Are they afraid that we will leak the list?" Zhao Ziran gave an answer.

Zhao Xun was also a little angry. He said unhappily: "If you don't give a list, how can we focus on the key points? A group of monks who dig the ground know nothing."

Zhao Ziran also felt that there was something tricky here. This time the noise was so big, so he must have something to do. But doing this would mean that everyone was trying to mess around. Who knows what the key points were there? Maybe what everyone did was in vain.

Zhao Xun felt very unhappy when he couldn't find the point. He felt like he couldn't sleep when he was lying in bed at night. After tossing and turning for a while, Zhao Qian suddenly thought of a solution. Not to mention that these low-end monks have such a hard life, they must have wanted to go out to beg for alms and so on to get some benefits. These guys who went out privately always know more than monks who couldn't go out to walk around.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xun thought about how to interrogate tomorrow, and fell asleep unknowingly. The next day, Zhao Xun changed his mind again and asked again. In addition to You Fangseng, he found several restless low-end monks. During the inquiry, he could see that the low-end monks who were both low-end monks and suffered obediently were willing to betray those unhonest low-end monks, but they did not dare to offend high-end monks.

Zhao Xun originally wanted to call the known restless low-end monk for interrogation immediately, but remembered the experiences of the first few days, and finally decided to complete the process before calling out those guys for interrogation.

The original plan was that each prosecutor interrogated three monks. According to the division method, it took one month for one hundred prosecutors to interrogate ten thousand monks. In reality, the interrogation speed was obviously faster, and about five to six monks can be interrogated in a day. The interrogation was completed in more than ten days.

Zhao Xun had accumulated a very thick order, but then he didn't ask Zhao Xun to ask again, but instead he called Zhao Xun and other prosecutors to ask them about the case one by one. Zhao Xun looked at the inquiring personnel and the record personnel, and was still a little worried.

After answering all the questions, Zhao Xun talked about his own ideas. The people above did not make any comments, but just recorded and asked, and wrote down Zhao Xun's case handling ideas.

After coming out, Zhao Xun suddenly felt that something was wrong. Could it be that the purpose of this time was not simply to interrogate the monk? In fact, it was also the choice of capable prosecutors now?

After waiting, no one gave them answers to the selection of prosecutors. Only a group of prosecutors who did not know each other divided into more than fifty groups according to the principle of splitting. The prosecutors asked the prosecutors to conduct in-depth investigations based on their previous judgments. Zhao Xun felt that he might have guessed the right direction, so he found Zhao Ziran as his partner.

After the two crossed the lists in their hands, they found more than 20 dishonest low-end monks and specifically interrogated them. Zhao Ziran suggested: "Let's hang a few chains on the wall in the interrogation room." In order to increase the deterrence,

"Is it appropriate to scare people like this?"

"Since they are dishonest monks, I have seen something. Without these chains, they are afraid they are even more dishonest."

"We do not advocate torture."

"We know if we don't advocate it, but the monk doesn't know."
Chapter completed!