Lai Junchen had no choice but to say, "If that's the case, Master Xue, please!"
Xue Huaiyi stood up and walked out of the room. He said loudly to the disciples, "I've just discussed with Old Lai. Even though Seventeen was wronged, he is still guilty of a crime. If I take him away now, the suspicion will not be cleared and it will delay his future. Why don't we ask Old Lai to clear Seventeen's name first and then walk out of this Censorate Courtyard with dignity? If you guys are worried about your brother, then follow me to see him. "
Lai Junchen stood beside Xue Huaiyi with a slight smile on his face. He didn't say a word, but he secretly shot Wei Suizhong, who had rushed over after hearing the news. At first, Wei Suizhong didn't understand what he meant, but halfway through Xue Huaiyi's words, he understood and immediately turned to leave.
Lai Junchen waited for Xue Huaiyi to finish and said with a friendly smile, "Master Xue, this way please!"
A group of bald monks surrounded Xue Huaiyi and flaunted their prowess. Lai Junchen, the master, was more like a guest. They left Lai Junchen's detention room and went to the prison area at the back. Lai Junchen walked steadily and introduced the layout of the Censorate Courtyard to Xue Huaiyi from time to time. Looking at him, Xue Huaiyi looked like an imperial envoy sent by the court to 'record prisoners'.
Wei Suizhong hurriedly rushed to the temporary prison area in the west wing and hurriedly ordered people to open the cell door. Last time, he did not take a careful look, but now that he took a look, the environment inside the cell was not bad. He could not help but let out a sigh of relief and immediately called a group of people to clean the room, nail the iron rings, untie Yang Fan, and remove the shackles.
When the iron rings were nailed to the wall and the floor, someone took out the long shackles used to hang people in the air and shackled Yang Fan's hands and feet. This way, Yang Fan was more comfortable than being tied to a pillar. He could also move around in a small area and even lie down to rest. However, no matter where he went, his range of movement was very limited.
At this time, Wei Suizhong asked someone to untie the ox tendons on Yang Fan's body. Two prisoners brought in a set of mattresses. Just as they placed it on the ground, Lai Junchen led Xue Huaiyi into the courtyard. Yang Fan was baffled by the prison guards' strange actions. It was only when he saw Xue Huaiyi leading a group of monks in that he came to a realization.
"Seventeen!"
Lai Junchen coughed and said to Xue Huaiyi, "Master Xue, Yang Fan still has a crime on him, so we can't make things easier for him. These torture tools are still necessary. Master Xue, please don't feel sorry for your disciple and make things difficult for me!"
Xue Huaiyi was silenced by Lai Junchen first, but after some thought, he didn't object. He only snorted coldly and parted the crowd of disciples. He walked in front of Yang Fan and asked loudly, "Seventeen, tell me, did you participate in the rebellion?"
Yang Fan shook his head and said, "I didn't!"
Xue Huaiyi patted his shoulder and said loudly, "Good! With these words of yours, your master has the confidence to back it up! Who would want to bully the people of our White Horse Temple for no reason … Eh? What happened to you? "
Halfway through his sentence, Xue Huaiyi suddenly saw Yang Fan's pained expression and couldn't help but be startled. Wei Suizhong, who was standing at the side, had an ominous glint in his eyes, threatening Yang Fan with his eyes. Yang Fan wasn't willing to pay attention to him. If he didn't seize this rare opportunity, he would definitely die.
Yang Fan said, "Master, I was originally tied to a pillar. I was tied for a day and a night, and the rope cut into my skin. My hands, feet, shoulders, and back are all cut."
"What?"
When Hong Liu heard this, he stepped forward and tore open Yang Fan's clothes. The place where the ox tendon was tied was already bruised and swollen. Because the ox tendon had pierced through the clothes, the wound was blunt and not deep, but it covered a large area. At first glance, Yang Fan could see that Yang Fan's flesh was badly mangled and looked frightening.
The crowd of disciples started cursing. Xue Huaiyi roared and suppressed everyone's voices, "Motherf * cker, didn't you say to treat my disciple well? What happened?"
"This … this …"
Lai Junchen was very embarrassed. Wei Suizhong hurriedly went forward and said, "Master Xue, please calm down. Ever since Yang Fan entered the Council, he hasn't been beaten once. This is the truth. Master Xue, you can ask him if you don't believe me, or you can examine his injuries. As for this wound, it was caused when we caught him and we were worried that he would escape, so we tied him up too tightly. Speaking of which, the people who tied him up were soldiers of the Featherwood Guard. This has nothing to do with the Censorate … "
Wei Suizhong's words were smooth and smooth, pushing the blame away completely. However, it was the truth that he didn't torture Yang Fan. If it was really examined, it could confuse people. But before he could finish, Yang Fan interrupted him and said in a deep voice, "Master, I'm afraid that today will be the last time we meet!"
Hearing this, the monks stopped arguing. Hong Yi asked curiously, "Seventeen, what nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you say that you didn't participate in the rebellion?"
Yang Fan said, "Eldest Senior Brother, it is the truth that Seventeen didn't participate in the rebellion! It is also the truth that Seventeen will die in the Council! " He raised his hand and the iron chains clanked. He pointed at Wei Suizhong and said, "This morning, I checked the prisoners and the cell next to mine, Zhu Bin, suddenly died. It was this person who was responsible for checking the prisoners. When he checked my cell, his eyes revealed a murderous glint … "
Wei Suizhong was about to explain, but Yang Fan interrupted, "Although Yang Fan is young, I have seen people from all walks of life. I can't be wrong if he had murderous intent in his eyes!"
Wei Suizhong laughed and said, "Ridiculous! Really ridiculous! This official is in charge of the prison, how can I be nice to the prisoners? Look at the people around me, which one of them isn't a fiend? Yang Fan, you are a prisoner, not a friend of mine. When I check your cell, do you think I have to smile and be polite? "
The monks looked towards Wei Suizhong's side and saw that the prison guards and servants all had gloomy expressions on their faces, as if someone owed them eight hundred strings of money. Someone like Zhang Lilei looked more like a butcher. Although his face was expressionless, his murderous aura was soaring.
Lai Junchen shook his head repeatedly and sighed. "Teacher Xue, this disciple of yours is too gutsy and suspicious. This bunch of people have always been unkind and unloved. Today, it's only because you, Teacher Xue, are here that their appearances are still acceptable. If it were any other time … Heh! Wei Suizhong has no enmity with Yang Fan, why would he want to kill him? "
Xue Huaiyi looked at Yang Fan, then at Wei Suizhong. He looked up at the sky and laughed. He said to Yang Fan, "Seventeen, I think you're frightened and are starting to talk nonsense. Don't worry, as long as I don't do anything wrong, I won't be afraid of ghosts knocking at my door. Lai Junchen knows that you have been wronged and will clear your name and let you out of prison. Just stay here and don't worry. "
Yang Fan panicked and shouted, "Master!"
Xue Huaiyi said, "Alright, alright! I heard what you said, and so many of your fellow disciples heard it as well. Deputy Lai, the officials, the prison guards, and the prison guards all heard it. If a rebel suspect says that he will die at the Monster Trainer Station, then he really does die at the Monster Trainer Station. Hongyi, what do you think this is? "
Hong Yi puffed out his chest and said, "What else is there to say? Someone must be deliberately going against our White Horse Temple!"
Xue Huaiyi raised his leg and kicked him, scolding, "You pig head!"
Xue Huaiyi angrily turned to Hong Liu and said, "Hong Liu, speak!"
Hong Liu immediately changed his tone and said, "If Seventeen is really dead, then he must have killed her to silence her! There must be an accomplice in the Monster Trainer Station! Deputy Lai said that he would take care of Seventeen. If Seventeen can still die at the Monster Trainer Station, then the murderer must have a high position! Master, you must immediately report to the emperor. The Monster Trainer Station is unreliable. There is a big fish inside. We must investigate! We must investigate to the death! "
Xue Huaiyi nodded and said with a smile, "Of course! I am loyal to the emperor. Once I find something like this, how can I not investigate! Seventeen said that his surname is Wei. Remember his name. If something really happens to Seventeen, the first person to investigate is him! "
Wei Suizhong's expression became unnatural. Xue Huaiyi then said to Lai Junchen whose smile was a little stiff, "Lai Junchen, look at my disciple's injuries …"
Lai Junchen coughed and said, "I will send someone to apply medicine and bandage it!"
Xue Huaiyi said, "Alright, then I will not disturb you anymore. Let's go!"
Xue Huaiyi looked back at Yang Fan and turned to walk out. Lai Junchen followed Xue Huaiyi out of the Senate. When they reached the door, Xue Huaiyi suddenly stopped and turned to Lai Junchen. Lai Junchen quickly stepped forward and asked, "Master Xue?"
Xue Huaiyi raised his hand and placed it on Lai Junchen's shoulder. Then, he pulled Lai Junchen into his embrace. The two of them leaned against each other intimately. Xue Huaiyi sneered beside Lai Junchen's ear and said in a low voice, "Lai Junchen, both of us used to be in the same place. I know your tricks very well."
Lai Junchen quickly struggled and said, "Master Xue, you misunderstand …"
Xue Huaiyi's hand tightened and pulled him back. He said coldly, "A man lives with a face, a tree lives with a layer of skin! I, Xue Huaiyi, live for this face. If Seventeen dies inexplicably in your Senate, you will be stripping my face. If you make me lose my face, then I will lose my face! At that time … "
Xue Huaiyi heavily patted Lai Junchen's back and let him go. He loudly said, "Old Lai Junchen, I will take my leave now!"
Xue Huaiyi left with a series of arrogant laughter in Lai Junchen's ears. Lai Junchen's face turned red and green.
Xiaoman was a meticulous person. Since Daoist Yi Zhuo said that it was not convenient for her to show herself, she stopped not far from the Senate. She led her horse into an alley and waited until the people from the Senate returned to the yamen. When she saw that Xue Huaiyi was empty-handed and didn't bring Yang Fan out, she panicked.
"Master Xue!"
Xue Huaiyi saw her and stopped his disciples. He pulled Xiaoman to the side and whispered, "Daughter-in-law, it's not that I don't want to help, but Seventeen's case is related to rebellion. Even the emperor knows about it. I can't just bring him out like this. If the emperor says it, he will have to go back in and I won't be able to show myself."
Xiaoman's face paled and said in fear, "Master …"
Xue Huaiyi said, "Don't worry, Seventeen is fine now. I have already warned Lai Junchen, he won't dare to do anything. But … "
Xue Huaiyi repeated Yang Fan's words to Xiaoman and said, "Seventeen is bold but meticulous. He has a lot of skills. I don't believe that he was scared out of his wits and was suspicious of everything. If he's telling the truth, then there's more to this. I'm just afraid that Lai Junchen will fabricate a lot of false evidence. If the emperor orders to kill him, I won't be able to save him. Don't worry, go home and wait for my news. I'll think of a way. "
Xiaoman quickly curtsied and said, "Thank you, master!"
Xue Huaiyi felt embarrassed that he didn't bring him out. He only waved his hand and walked away with a gloomy face. Xiaoman's heart sank when she saw his expression. She thought to herself, "This monk's expression means that the matter is a hundred times more serious than he said! If even he can't do anything, then won't Langjun be dead for sure? "
Xiaoman stood by the side of the road with her horse and watched Xue Huaiyi and the others ride away. Her heart was at a loss as if it was hanging in the air. Suddenly, she also got on her horse and galloped away, "If Xue Huaiyi, this big Bodhisattva, can't do it, then I'll go beg all the gods and Buddhas in the world to save Langjun!"
Xiaoman was really anxious now. Fortunately, although Yang Fan entered the officialdom late, he miraculously made friends with many important people. For example, Prince Wu Sansi of Liang and Princess Taiping Li Lingyue. Since they paid so much attention to Yang Fan's marriage, they must have an unusual relationship. No matter whether begging them would work or not, Xiaoman had to try now.
Xiaoman believed that Shangguan Waizhi must also be thinking of ways to save Langjun. Unfortunately, Shanghai Wan 'er was deep in the palace and couldn't meet him. She couldn't wait for Wan 'er to make a move, and she couldn't put all her hopes on Shanghai Wan' er. She was now worshipping every temple and burning incense every time she saw Buddha. She already looked like a desperate patient who would try anything.
Xiaoman had been raised according to the standards of a female palace guard since she was a child. She was the defender of imperial power and "order." She wanted to save Yang Fan, even at the expense of her own life. But she never had the thought of resisting from the beginning to the end. All her thoughts and thoughts were about how to save her husband under the order of imperial power.
Different education, different experiences, and different lives would cause people to have completely different thoughts.
If Xiaoman had been a defender of order for so many years, then what about Tin Aino?
Tin Aino was copying sutras.
In the meditation room of the abbot of the Tranquil Sect, Pei Xuanli's wife, Yue, came to complain to Ding Ding Nun again. The little nun of the Pure Lotus was still sitting on the side, holding a brush in her hand and concentrating on copying the Diamond Sutra. She had copied this sutra 80 times, and now she was copying it for the 81st time.
As she copied the sutra, she recited the sutra silently. Gradually, she had a strange feeling. She felt that she had seen her own nature, that the five skandhas were empty, that there was no self, no human, no sentient beings, and no immortal. Buddha was her, and she was Buddha! She had understood the true meaning of the Buddhist sutra!
"Shitai," Madame Yue complained tearfully, "I am afraid this time my husband's crime has been confirmed," she said, "They have made a lot of accusations against my husband, and now they have arrested a Yulin General called Yang Fan, saying that he was bribed by the Winter Official Li Youdao, and that my husband is the middleman. Oh my god, when did my husband collude with this person! "
The little nun of the Pure Lotus placed her brush on the paper and said complacently, "This feels like an epiphany. Actually, I have the root of wisdom."
As soon as the words "Yang Fan" entered her ears, the tip of her brush sank and stained the Diamond Sutra that she had just written.
The little nun of the Pure Lotus, who had just become a Buddha, had a cold look in her eyes. She was about to turn into Asura.
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