Li Xu glanced at Huijing in the prison and told the jailer, "No matter what he says, you should ignore it."
The jailer nodded.
Li Xu turned around and walked to the check-in room, where he was writing paperwork.
After a while, Li Xu walked out. The jailer was listening carefully to Huijing singing and reciting Buddhist scriptures, with a more pious look on his face than before.
Li Xu shook his head and ordered the jailer, "Bring my desk and chairs here. You don't need to guard here anymore. I will personally take care of him."
The jailer responded, and before leaving, he performed a Buddhist ritual like Huijing.
Li Xu did not scold the jailer, but continued to sit down and write.
Huijing was still reciting Buddhist scriptures, but it did not disturb Li Xu's thoughts. Li Xu sorted out the documents in his hands and leaned on the chair to read the books in his hands.
Except for the book in his hand, everything has nothing to do with him.
"Amitabha," Huijing finally stopped and looked at Li Xu, "this donor has a firm mind and is better than ordinary people."
Li Xu raised his eyes, "Do you have a confession to make? I will call in a scribe to record it clearly."
Huijing smiled slightly, looked at Li Xu for a long time and said, "The donor has something on his mind. If you are willing, you can tell me about it."
Li Xu summoned the scribe, who immediately recorded what Huijing had just said.
Li Xu said calmly, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Huijing said, "What kind of woman does Mr. Li think Miss Xu is?"
Li Xu said, "This has nothing to do with this case."
"No," Huijing said with a smile, "I said that if you want to know the whole case, Miss Xu needs to find out my life experience. There is no other choice. Does Mr. Li think Miss Xu will investigate?"
There was no emotion on Li Xu's face. "I am not Miss Xu, so I can't answer your question. If you want to speak, why don't you tell me who asked you to stay in Changzhou to confuse people? What are your intentions?"
"
Huijing twisted the beads in his hand. He had met many people, and he could always see a person's shortcomings from his demeanor. Some people had bad tempers, some were greedy for money and lust, some were narrow-minded, and some were too suspicious. This Master Li
There doesn't seem to be any shortcomings.
"Interesting," Huijing said suddenly, "Master Li is different from Master Song. Master Song is like the night, so dark that no one can see or touch it. Master Li is like day, standing openly and flawlessly in the sun.
It is open to scrutiny, and that Miss Xu...
She is Lord Song’s beacon, but she is the shadow behind Lord Li.”
The scribe was a little confused about what Huijing meant and looked at Li Xu blankly, waiting for Li Xu's reply.
Li Xu looked over and said, "Writing it down truthfully may help to ascertain the case, and also let people know what kind of person Master Huijing is and what his Dharma is like."
The clerk responded with a look of admiration on his face. If he was involved in such a case, his current official position would not be guaranteed, let alone his future. However, Mr. Li was not worried at all. He would rather be questioned by the top than to
Will let go of any doubt.
Huijing looked at Li Xu's feet, "A person standing in the sun, no matter how flawless he is, will be completely defeated once his shadow is stared at.
It is impossible for a person to be flawless in this life. It is much harder to be a good person than a bad person. When you redeem them, you are a hero. If you fail to do this, you are a sinner in the eyes of others and will never be able to turn around.
Relatives, disciples, and friends will all turn their backs on you at this moment, just like Wujie. Everything was done by Wujie but was framed by Lao Na.
Amitabha!"
The scribe looked at Li Xu again.
Li Xu said, "Don't miss a word."
The scribe memorized everything Huijing said, and Huijing began to recite Buddhist scriptures silently.
Li Xu and the clerk walked into the duty room. The clerk showed the recorded documents to Li Xu, "Sir, Huijing has been talking more and more these past two days, which is completely different from the way he was escorted to the capital."
Li Xu looked over and said, "Do you know the reason?"
The scribe shook his head.
Li Xu said, "In Jiangyin Yamen, Wujie had already confessed Huijing's deeds. Huijing felt that he had no chance to stand up at that time. He could only wait. Now he speaks because he feels there is a chance to get out of the prison."
The scribe was surprised, "Your Excellency, you are saying..."
Li Xu said, "Someone informed Huijing that Huijing would come to rescue him."
The scribe's eyes lit up, and he finally understood.
Li Xu said, "Do you know who has been in and out of prison these days, and who has been close to Huijing?"
The scribe bowed and said, "Your Excellency has already ordered me to keep an eye on Huijing at all times. On the surface, I want to record every word Huijing said for future use in investigating the case. In fact, I want to record everything I have seen."
Anyone with pure wisdom should remember it clearly."
The scribe took out the document from his arms and said, "Sir, please read it."
Li Xu opened the document and found that the people who exchanged information with Huijing were among them. If these people made any changes, they would be able to trace them according to the diagram.
Li Xu's eyes fell on a person named Chang Yue.
Chang Yue went to Changzhou with him. On the surface, Chang Yue was a fool and had no clue about Su Wan's case. Maybe Chang Yue's purpose was not to investigate the case.
Li Xu whispered, "Be careful these two days, there may be danger."
The scribe said, "As long as the case can be found out, I will not be afraid of this."
Li Xu nodded, and the clerk walked to the corner again, staring closely at the prison where Huijing was imprisoned.
…
When Xu Qinghuan came out of the Jiashan Princess's residence, she found that there were more people in her carriage.
The car curtain opened, revealing Xu Qingan's face.
At this time, Xu Qing'an had a green onion stuck in his nostrils and his face was extremely ugly. Huang Qinghe couldn't help but frown when he saw this. What kind of tricks was the prince of the Anyi Marquis Mansion playing?
Xu Qing'an pushed the chessboard in front of him, and Master Zhang opposite him immediately covered his face and pulled out the green onions from his nose. The two of them looked at each other angrily.
Xu Qing'an rubbed his nose. This was the method he came up with. He played chess with a bastard, and whoever lost got a green onion. Unfortunately, he failed to check and was killed in the first game. He regretted it for the rest of his life. Then he forced
He endured the humiliation and finally won two games in a row. He lost the fourth game right before his eyes. Thanks to his sister, he stepped out and saved him. It was better for him.
Xu Qing'an stepped forward and saluted Huang Qinghe, "Master Huang, long time no see. I often thought of Master Huang when I was in Jiangyin. By the way, I also brought a lot of dried fish and sent them to Master Huang today."
Huang Qinghe said, "I heard that the prince went to the military camp for training and investigated the case with the eldest lady."
"Yes," Xu Qing'an hooked Huang Qinghe's shoulder, "I've been very busy recently, and I'm on the road... I contracted the wind disease, so I'm a little uncomfortable. Brother Huang's voice is a little hoarse, and he seems to be ill.
.”
Huang Qinghe cleared his throat, "I feel a little uncomfortable."
"What a coincidence," Xu Qing'an said with a smile, "there is an old immortal in my car, and some unheralded remedies are very effective. I just took the scallion white into my nose, and I felt much better."
Huang Qinghe realized that Prince Anyi was curing his illness.
"Brother Huang, try it too." Xu Qing'an stuffed the green onions into Huang Qinghe's hands.
Huang Qinghe was dubious.
"Don't try, they lied to you." Xu Qinghuan's voice came.
Immediately afterwards, Huang Qinghe saw a Taoist priest with an immortal style get out of the carriage.
Zhang Zhenren was about to speak, but Xu Qinghuan choked him back, so he had to stand there silently.
Feng Chu stepped forward and took away the green onions in Huang Qinghe's hands.
"Feng Chu, don't bring the green onions back to the kitchen." Xu Qinghuan ordered again while sitting in the carriage.
Feng Chu had no choice but to stuff the green onions into Huang Qinghe's hands again.
Xu Qinghuan's carriage began to move forward, Xu Qing'an clasped his fists and said, "I'll visit Brother Huang another day."
When everyone in the Xu family left, Huang Qinghe looked at the green onions in his hands and suddenly felt a little at a loss.
