The punishment of the female imperial court

Chapter 207 Karma
"I had just left the Yu family and headed to the capital. When I passed by a place, I found that they had locked Ji Kong in a cage for public display."

She was curious at that time, how could this old monk, who looked like a monk no matter how he looked from side to side, be treated like this?

After some inquiring, I found out that the old monk killed an Orion who kindly let him stay.

"That hunter was the best hunter in our town! All dignitaries from far and near went to hunt for him! It's a pity that there was an old mother and a sick child at home, so they were killed like this." The spectators said to Yu Qian Si Dao.

At that time, Yu Qiansi only found it interesting that a monk who could not bear the killing of animals by hunters committed a killing in order to prevent the killing.

At that time, it was snowing heavily and the official roads were difficult, so she had to find an inn and stay in a small town. Every day when I had free time and was bored, I went to the city gate to observe the dying man in the cage, covered in cow dung, but still chanting sutras with his eyes closed.

It snowed heavily for three days, so she went to visit the mountain town for three days. Even the most playful child no longer threw mud at him in this freezing mountain town. She still drank a cup of hot tea every day. It was fun to watch.

Seeing that the snow had filled half of the cage, the old monk's breath weakened, as if he was dead. Only the slight movement of the rosary beads in his hand let Yu Qiansi know that this person was still alive and well.

The fourth day was a snowy and clear day.

Instead, it got colder.

Yu Qiansi threw down the tea bowl, walked to the cage, and smiled innocently.

"What sutra are you reciting? Do you ask your Buddha to bless you?"

The old monk slowly opened his eyes and looked at her for a while without saying a word.

She felt bored, and when she turned around to leave, she heard a rough and hoarse voice coming from behind her.

"Ksitigarbha Sutra."

Transcendence?

The young man's interest disappeared just as quickly as it came back. She turned around again, her smile becoming brighter and colder.

"Are you trying to transcend yourself?"

"A monk chants sutras only for the world, how can he pray for himself? If there is so much greed, why bother to enter Buddhism?"

Yu Qiansi looked him up and down: "Looking at your nagging look, it doesn't look like you know how to kill."

"Everything is fate and karma. It is fate for an Orion to hunt creatures. It is fate for an Orion to die. If a monk dies here, it is also fate."

The word "ruo" is quite interesting.

In a few days, after the snow melts, the old monk will be pushed to the city to be beheaded, and he still has the heart to give himself orders here.

Yu Qiansi leaned on the edge of the cage and pointed at herself playfully: "Then you should also tell me, what is my life?"

"The benefactor is destined to be rich and noble, and he is also a noble monk. It's just that the relationship is not so good, so I hope you will cherish it."

Yu Qiansi snorted coldly and threw a handful of snow on the old monk's face: "I think you are no different from those Taoists who set up stalls and tell fortunes on the street! You are full of nonsense."

After that, he left without looking back.

"But you still saved him?" Boyi couldn't help but asked.

Yu Qiansi curled up his lips: "He is really good at picking people up. That 'noble person' really aroused my curiosity. So I went to investigate and caught the real culprit."

The real culprit is Orion's sick child.

That's the most ordinary story.

Orion has great skills, but he doesn't know how to maintain them. When he has money, he goes drinking, gambling and looking for women, and he is very unhappy every day.

His wife and family tried to persuade him, but they could only get a beating. Once when he was drunk, he beat his wife to death in front of his son.

Since then, his son has been ill and has become thinner and thinner. The child is also tough-minded and holds back. He works as a low-key at home every day and helps hunters make traps and hunting tools. Finally, he found an opportunity and tampered with the hunting equipment, causing the hunter to fall into the trap and die.

"The traces of wooden thorns on the edge of the trap are suspicious. Anyone with normal eyes can detect something fishy by comparing them."

The hunter always skins the skins of living beings in order to offer them to nobles. Jikong only tried to persuade him a few words, but the Orion, in his drunken state, dismissed it as a dispute to others.

Only then did he suffer an unreasonable disaster.

"So, the sick boy of Orion pleads guilty and is punished?" Boyi asked sadly.

"No," Yu Qiansi sneered, with a lake of ice in her eyes: "It is only right to kill someone to pay for their life. That Orion killed the mother of a child, so he should pay for it with his life."

A gust of wind passed over the roof with a cold breeze. Yu Qiansi's robe was so rolled up that it danced wildly in the wind.

"Instead of blaming the sick child, we should think carefully about who caused all this. That is the real culprit."

An old mother who dotes on her son without any principles, and a vicious woman who turns a blind eye to her daughter-in-law's suffering and even adds fuel to the conflict.

"Raising without educating is the culprit of all these murders."

Boyi naturally understood what she meant.

"Then how did you get that Orion's mother to confess?"

Such a selfish and cold-blooded person, who has been cowardly for so long, will naturally not take the blame easily.

"I'm not that kind to follow the lead. But I found some clues and found some medicine to make her think she had seen a ghost."

The old woman had done more than this, her son had just died, and she was feeling uneasy.

Before she even asked a few questions, the old woman told them all about how she and her son had received passers-by and then sought opportunities to rob and kill them.

The officials there were also confused, so they naturally confused these incidents together, thinking that the spoils were unevenly divided between mother and son, and so they killed him.

Jikong also escaped the disaster because of the rift between mother and son.

"So, you are really a noble person of Master Jikong." Boyi sighed: "What about that sick child?"

Yu Qiansi said indifferently: "He is already thin, and he is forced to work every day. Before that, he just hung his breath and avenged his mother. The grudge has been avenged. If you think about it, you won't be able to live for long. ”

"No," Boyi said firmly: "He has fulfilled his promise to the past and will definitely live a better life in the future."

Yu Qiansi shrugged: "Whatever you think."

The phoenix mist stretched across the sky, and the two of them chatted all night long.

But Boyi didn't feel tired at all, and asked: "What happens after that?"

Yu Qiansi felt sleepy, and explained the follow-up in a few words.

"Then I met him again when I returned to the capital. It was then that I realized that he was actually a very powerful monk. Many dignitaries were proud to have him. After that chance encounter, he came to look for me and wanted to help me. ”

Speaking of this, Yu Qiansi's tone was dark.

She was originally wary of Jikong, especially when Jikong revealed her inner demons with one word.

Only then did she realize that there really was such a magical power in the world that could break people's hearts.

This ability is not like her usual reasoning based on insight and clues. But he can guess what a person is thinking just by the look in his eyes.

Thanks to: Passing Water without Traces and Buddha's Past Dust 2015 for their recommendation votes!