Chapter 33 The grace of the Xu residence has been repaid
Xu Kun said with a smile: "I heard people say that monks don't tell lies. I will naturally believe whatever Master Yichen says. Master, please tell me."
"Amitabha, that's good..."
Zhou Yi smiled and put his hands together.
After pondering for a moment, he slowly spoke:
"...Young Master needs to know that there is an order in heaven and earth. The order in the human world is determined by the court officials. As for the underworld, there are also laws of the underworld that can be followed."
"But there is a type of existence that can walk between the human world and the underworld, relying on the laws of the underworld to determine life and death."
"The maid Bi Yin was favored by the Xu Mansion and favored by the Young Master, but she did not want to repay her. Not only did she have an affair with the steward, but she also embezzled no less than a hundred taels of silver from the Xu Mansion."
"According to the laws of the underworld, you will die if your heart and brain are dug out by the underworld."
"This is the result of her karma."
"Good, good, good..."
After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he glanced out the window again.
Seeing that Xiaotou made a huge sacrifice tonight, I might as well explain it to him.
"this……"
Xu Kun was completely stunned.
Although he is recognized as the most chaotic person in the Xu family.
But growing up in the Xu Mansion, I have been immersed in it, and I also don’t believe in those things about strange powers and chaos.
At most, I find it interesting and curious.
He never expected that Yichen would suddenly say this to himself. It was simply ridiculous!
The key is that he boasts about Haikou and will believe whatever Yichen says.
Now it's a bit difficult to ride a tiger.
Xu Kun looked embarrassed, his inner enthusiasm had faded, and he secretly winked at his former steward Xu Liang.
A bitter smile appeared on Xu Liang's face, and he handed over to Zhou Yi: "Don't be joking, young master. A hundred taels of silver is enough to buy a big house in the county government. How could Bi Yin embezzle so much silver?"
He has been demoted to the head gardener because of Biyin's affair.
If it were to be found out that Bi Yin had embezzled so much money, he, the former steward of the Xu Mansion, would have to pull the dung truck himself.
Zhou Yi lowered his eyes and shouted the Buddha's name again.
"Manager Xu, I have been taking care of you these days, and I have a few words from you, which may be able to relieve your current worries.
… When the king leaves the country without seeing his ministers, he angrily accuses his ministers of misusing state affairs, and Xu Lang is given the title of benevolent pastor of Nan'an. Who knows whether it is a blessing or a curse."
Xu Kun and Xu Liang were both startled.
The look in Zhou Yi's eyes became strange... This monk can actually compose poetry!
Only Xiangzhu's eyes shone brightly, and she couldn't help but be happy... Although she didn't understand much, she didn't have to worry about the little monk's poems now.
Zhou Yi faced the window, his cheeks were in the shadow of the night, and he couldn't see clearly.
What's the matter, the young monk doesn't compose a mediocre limerick to show his style?
After a while, Xu Kun whispered: "What do you mean...my second uncle is going to be the governor of Nan'an County?"
Zhou Yi looked at the line of small black characters floating in the air diagonally and didn't say much.
'...The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty did not know until he left the country that Duke Xu had resigned. He cursed his ministers and wanted to retain Duke Xu, but he could not save his face. Later, because of the unfilial piety of the princes, he became angry and his condition worsened. On the bed, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty issued a secret order
Zhongshu Sheng discussed the restoration of Xu Zhiling, the second son of Xu Gong and the former governor of Guangyuan County, as the governor of Nan'an County..."
This happened just now.
After the negotiations in the capital are completed, the process is completed, and the message is sent to Guangyuan County thousands of miles away, it will be possible to get a few months later.
Even if the Xu Mansion still has people in the capital, it would take at least ten days to get this news and then convey it to the Xu Mansion.
What's more, in the eyes of outsiders, the Xu Mansion is already in ruins, with no possibility of rising again.
Those disciples may not be so determined.
However, Nan'an County is located in the Lingnan Road, which is in chaos and chaos, with internal and external troubles, and the situation is complex and severe.
There is a saying that soldiers are valuable and quick.
If resources are not mobilized and taken care of in advance, even Xu Zhiling, who is good at dancing, may not be able to establish a firm foothold.
Whether the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty really wanted to put aside the past feud and reuse Xu Zhiling, or whether he just wanted to put Xu's mansion on the fire, all this is unknown.
However, with Xu's court wisdom, he must be able to make a correct judgment.
The premise is...that Xu Mansion can believe it.
After a long while, Xu Liang sighed: "Young master, please don't hurt me again."
Xu Kun was also shaking his head.
"Everyone in the official circles of the Tang Dynasty knows that my grandfather has completely fallen out with His Majesty. And my second uncle also angered Your Majesty and the officials in the harem by writing a letter of remonstrance a few years ago, and even eloquently promised that he would never hire me.
The king's words are hard to follow.
Unless the Nanting River flows backwards and Mount Tai collapses, how can Your Majesty re-appoint my second uncle as the pastor and guardian?"
Zhou Yi did not look back at the two of them, but looked out the window with a relieved smile on his face.
"This is what the young monk said, so the two donors can take care of themselves."
Believe it or not is up to you.
Little monk, I just want to follow my heart.
... He had been taken care of by the Xu Mansion before, and he asked the doctor to prepare medicine and serve him with soup, so he was able to live longer.
This cause and effect should be divided into three.
Tonight, the young monk has returned the other two.
…
The dazzling sunlight penetrated the window lattice.
Captain Lu yawned, rubbed his eyes, and then slowly opened them.
Beside the bed, a young woman with fair skin was holding a basin and her eyes were gentle.
"My husband has finally woken up. Don't you have to go to the Yamen to have a tattoo today?"
"Honey, ma'am."
Lu Wujiu sat up and looked out the window with narrowed eyes. The sun had already passed the zenith.
"It's past noon? Oops!"
Lu Wu Jiu jumped up and almost bumped into the woman.
The woman stepped back, holding a basin in one hand and protecting her round belly with the other, her dark eyebrows furrowed.
Lu Wujiu exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly knelt down to support the woman, took the basin smoothly, and said with a look of shame on his face: "Is your wife okay? It's all because of my husband's recklessness."
"It doesn't matter."
The woman smiled softly: "Husband, don't be anxious. I have asked Sun Sanlang next door to ask the county magistrate for a half-day leave on my husband's behalf. My husband has been busy investigating the case these days, and it has been really hard. Yes, the person who sent my husband back last night was
Which colleague? Why did you leave in such a hurry without even entering the house?"
Lu Wu Jiu glanced at his wife gratefully, but his mind couldn't help but recall what happened last night.
Even though I licked until my mouth was dry and my tongue and lips were numb, I still couldn't get rid of that strange wall.
Later, in a daze, I was sent home.
"Madam, did you see a monk last night?" Lu Wu Jiu asked.
The woman looked thoughtful, then shook her head: "Monk? Where did the monk come from these days? Of course I didn't see it. What's wrong, husband?"
"Oh...nothing."
As soon as Lu Wu Jiu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
"Captain? Is Capt. Lu at home? This is Sun Sanlang. I have something urgent to report!"
Sun Sanlang is both a neighbor and his agent.
"Noisy."
Lu Wujiu snorted coldly, but still walked over and opened the door.
The short young man outside the door seemed to have run all the way, out of breath, and crossed his hands and said: "Captain, we have found Chen Chi's trace!"
Lu Wu Jiu's expression changed slightly: "Did you see clearly? When did you see him? Where is he?"
Sun Sanlang panted and said: "At the West Market Horse Shop just now, according to the shopkeeper of the horse shop, Chen Chi bought the last dozen horses and sent them to Wangcai Village tonight."
Lu Wu Jiu's eyes flickered: "Strange, why do you have to buy horses so often... Let's go find the shopkeeper, we will help him deliver horses tonight."
Sun Sanlang looked bitter: "It's too late, the bad guys from the county have been rounded up."
Lu Wu Jiu slapped his thigh hard: "These gang of turtles! It's really quick to snatch them alive!"
Sun Sanlang asked: "Captain, what should we do now?"
"Gather all the gentlemen, bring the guys, and immediately... no, follow me to Wangcai Village after dinner."
After Lu Wujiu finished speaking, he put on his official uniform, tidied up a little, and walked out of the house.
The afternoon sun was pouring down, and the streets were crowded with people, either wearing loose clothes or short sleeves, or wearing hemp clothes. Street vendors were selling hairpins and candied haws, and it was very lively.
Lu Wujiu suddenly stopped.
Inexplicable uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart.
He thought again of yesterday's weird dream and the little widower Chen Chi's words of help.
However, he finally put down his dignity and looked for Yichen, but he didn't even see a hair on it.
'What should we do if there really is a monster?'
'Wait a minute, Yichen turned a blind eye to me. Could it be that he was afraid of the monster...'
'Stop, stop! There can't be any monsters! What is I thinking! Do you really think that the monk can predict everything before it happens? It's ridiculous!'
"Stab it!"
Amidst the friction of the door shaft, the wooden door behind slowly opened.
The woman stood holding the door, stroking her round belly with one hand. She was as pale as a chrysanthemum and had a sweet smile.
"Husband, come back soon."
"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll save you money."
Lu Wu Jiu turned his head in a slightly embarrassed manner, gritted his teeth, then straightened the scarf on his head, and strode forward.