Chapter 143 Can we still see the autumn harvest (2)
Uh-huh...huh...
Li Jinglong vomited several times, frightening his wife Deng.
She put away her joke, stepped forward and patted her husband's back gently, asking, "What unclean food did you eat?" Then she shouted to the outside, "Here comes someone, 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 to prepare green salt for him, who wanted to rinse his mouth!
What's wrong? 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? After Deng opened her eyes and asked, she suddenly 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 even 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, I have provoked whoever, I am so unlucky!"
What's wrong with you? Mrs. Deng was behind, hugging her husband, and asked softly, "On weekdays, your body is as solid as iron. Why are you vomiting and vomiting today!"
Li Jinglong turned around and saw water rippling in his wife's eyes, and her fair skin was faintly visible in her see-through pajamas.
The daughter follows her mother. Although the older generation of warriors in Huaixi are all crooked, the wives they marry are all young ladies from well-known families. His father-in-law, Deng Yu, Li Jinglong, 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 it is like a wolf, at forty it is like a tiger, at fifty it is like a leopard, and at sixty it is like a calf. Madam Deng, your age is like that of a wolf and a tiger!
Hey! Stop making trouble! Li Jinglong takes off his wife’s hand, I’m not in such a good mood today!
Suddenly, Mrs. Deng was furious, "Okay, tell me! Which vixen is going to 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’s eyebrows are raised, not with the mouth!
Vomit... As soon as he heard this word, Li Jinglong couldn't bear it. He covered his mouth and started to vomit again.
Seeing that her husband was indeed feeling uncomfortable, Mrs. Deng stopped fussing and asked softly, Are you really sick? Please ask the imperial doctor to come over and take a look? If you feel unwell, 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!"
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, the Jinyi Guards?
Ha! He Guangyi, who was wearing a flying fish suit and sitting on the Taishi chair, 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
He is Hu Weiyong’s accomplice, haha!
I'm not! I'm not! Dao Ran was heartbroken and shouted loudly, I don't know Hu Weiyong at all! I don't know him!
Whether you recognize him or not is not up to you, I have the final say! He Guangyi put down the tea bowl. As long as I am willing, I can always find evidence of your affair with Hu Weiyong and your intention to rebel in the ruined temple of your male thieves and female prostitutes!
You... framed and slandered others! Dao Ran shouted, "Where on earth have I offended you to treat me like this? I am a person who believes in Buddhism. Monks never make things difficult for others. Where on earth have I offended you?"
I'm yelling at you, and I'm 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 name it.
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?
Next to him, his confidant Jin Yiwei Zhang Xing Qianhu whispered, "Zhen Fu, what your Highness said is that the source of the huge wealth is unknown!"
Here! This is it! He Guangyi slapped his thigh, damn, you are a small seventh-level monk, a monk who eats fast and chants Buddha, how can you get so much money? Come on, serve me, the Fusi!
Ah! Ah! Daoran shouted like 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 farmland of 1,200 hectares, right? He Guangyi squinted his eyes and asked, you also raised an outhouse and had an illegitimate child, right?
Daoran is already scared to death, you...
There is nothing in the world that Jin Yiwei cannot detect. He Guangyi sneered and said, "You don't want to say it, but your followers have told you everything. Let me tell you, there are people from Jin Yiwei outside your illegitimate son's house now. You know,
What do you want me to say? Otherwise, I will castrate your illegitimate son and send him to the palace as a eunuch!
Haha! As he said that, He Guangyi laughed again. Firstly, he is Hu Weiyong's accomplice, and secondly, he has collected so much illegal wealth. You decide which one is heavier and which is lighter. Strictly speaking, the wealth you have collected is,
It’s not considered greedy, and things can still be slowed down. But if you are accused of being an accomplice 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 that is separated from the execution room by the wall, Ling Han, Fang Xiaoru and others were already furious as they listened to the confession. A monk, a seventh-grade monk official. In these years, relying on the privilege of being exempted from tax and relying on his status as a monk, he actually restrained himself so much.
Lots of ill-gotten gains.
Not only Daoran, but also the monks in charge of Qixia Temple. In addition to the dividends from the temple, each of them has his own property outside. Not only do they marry wives and have children, some even have concubines. And each of them takes advantage of their tax exemption to do whatever they want.
They 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 sixty 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 Dao Ran 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.
Such a rat should be ashamed of the world! 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 for yourself? 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 the truth about their illegal behavior!
Yes! Daoran is like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. He tells everything he knows, whether it's true or false.
Let him go! When he finishes speaking, Ling Han said, let him sign and sign, and then write a denunciation memorial to the Inspectorate!
What? Daoran was surprised, Inspectorate?
You write! Ling Han glared at Daoran, I will 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 methods of the temple to collect money, and the illegal behavior of the monks!
When the time comes, I will arrest people according to what you wrote. Then, as a monk official, you will write a letter about the many drawbacks of monks' tax exemption. Please ask the court to cut off 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 asking him to make his own decision on the world's monks!
Oops! On the side, 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!"