Ming Dynasty: My Father Zhang Juzheng

Chapter 107: Evil Causes, Evil Consequences

In the early morning of the next day, the Zhaoning Temple at the end of Chongwenmen Street was serene and silent.

Suddenly, fifty Ti cavalry came on the snow and smashed Ning Jing to pieces.

The first person was Han San, who was wearing a round hat and a long shirt, a long sword on his waist, and black boots. Behind the cavalry were a hundred or so soldiers carrying swords and guns.

Arriving at the temple gate, Han San dismounted and rushed in with a gloomy face. Two monks at the gate pressed against Han San's chest and shouted, "This is a holy place for Buddhism, and we won't tolerate your insolence."

"Let go!" Han San glanced at the monk and roared viciously.

Where had the monk ever seen such a ferocious character?

Forced by the momentum, he unconsciously loosened his grip, put his hands together and shouted "Amitabha", and his tone softened: "Donor, this is a holy place for Buddhism. You people smell too much blood. It's better not to go in, so as not to offend the Buddha."

"Do you recognize the clothes we are wearing?" Han Sanzhi bared his teeth and asked, pointing at his chest.

"I recognize it. It's the clothes of the Jinyiwei." The monk on the left said softly.

"Since you recognize me, why don't you get out of the way? Do I have to do it myself?" Han San's eyes widened, he shouted sternly, and stepped forward.

The monks in the temple also heard the noise, and more than fifty strong monks holding sticks rushed out.

The Jinyiwei behind Han San also drew out their steel knives and surrounded him. The atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.

"Great, great, you monks are really powerful. You dare to stop me from handling the case. I must go into this temple today!" Han San smiled grimly and called out to the back, "We are following the emperor's order. Come on, anyone who dares to stop me will be killed without mercy!"

After saying that, he rushed in like a bull.

A monk grabbed Han San's shoulder and shouted with stern eyes: "This is a holy place for Buddhism. You have already offended the Buddha. If you turn back now, I can still beg the Buddha to forgive you."

"All under heaven belongs to the king. Let us ask you, who is greater, your Buddha or the emperor?!" Han San asked coldly.

"This cannot be compared. Buddha is in charge of the affairs in heaven, and the emperor is in charge of the affairs on earth." The monk knew that this question was tricky, so he thought for a long time before saying this with trembling hands.

“Oh, you still know that the emperor can control the affairs of the world?
I thought you monks were all immortals who didn't eat grains. Get out of my way now. You are delaying my work. I won't forgive you."

"Han San, why the hell are you talking to these bald donkeys? Just let me attack!" Zhao Dazhuang was a hot-tempered person to begin with, and when he saw that the group of people were wasting time, he instantly became angry.

He clenched his arms, tilted his head, and rushed in, and the monks' formation instantly dispersed.

"Go in and search for us. Remember not to destroy the Buddha statues. Have some eyes." Han San took advantage of the situation and shouted, and the accompanying officers and soldiers rushed forward.

In a moment, officers and soldiers poured into every corner of the temple like mercury pouring out of the ground.

Han San personally set up a court in a corner of the temple. He was seen sitting at the desk when several soldiers came in, escorting a monk who was about thirty years old, fat and big-eared.

This monk was Huixin, who had a very close relationship with the deceased monk Huineng.

"Are you Monk Huixin?" Han San asked with a cold face.

"It's me." Although he tried his best to suppress it, Huixin's voice still trembled.

"What are you afraid of?" Han San rolled his eyes and suddenly shouted loudly.

"I am a monk who studies Buddhism. I have never seen a large army like you, so I am a little out of control." Huixin replied.

"Hey, don't you have the Buddha's blessing? Are you still afraid of us mortals who eat grains and have seven emotions and six desires? Monk, it seems that your Buddhist practice is not very good." Han San leaned on the stool and said with a bit of sarcasm.

Huixin smiled awkwardly, tilted her head and did not answer.

"boom."

Han San slammed the table, leaned forward, and asked in a cold voice: "Monk, let me ask you, you have a close relationship with Monk Huineng, tell me, how did this guy tease a decent woman!"

"You are joking, sir. We are all monks who have cut off all emotions. How could we possibly flirt with decent women?" Hui Xin shook her head and said, "Empress Dowager Li is also a Buddhist. She is a devout Buddhist. It is because of her that Buddhism and Taoism flourished during the reign of Emperor Wanli, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. This is a credit to all generations."

"Donor, I see that you have a bloody aura, and I believe you have killed many people. Why don't you convert to Buddhism and let me wash away this bloody aura so that I can reach the Buddha's kingdom as soon as possible."

"Look, look." Han San's face was full of smiles. He pointed at Monk Huixin and joked to his subordinates: "They say fortune tellers have powerful tongues. Now we know for sure that this monk's mouth skills are also very powerful."

"Hahaha"

The soldiers around laughed out loud.

Hui Xin continued, "Donor, I am not making this up, but you have a connection with the Buddha."

"Forget it. All I want to do in my life is drink, eat meat and sleep with women. Your place is too lonely and cold." Han San smiled and waved his hands, then he rolled his eyes and sneered, "Since you claim that I have a connection with Buddha, then tell me about yourself."

"Myself?" Monk Huixin was stunned.

"You Buddhists all talk about 'cause and effect'. So the disaster you suffered today must have been caused by 'evil causes'." Han San said with great joy, and he became more and more excited as he spoke. "The monk Huineng was beaten to death, which was also the result of evil causes."

"If he didn't plant any evil seeds and suddenly met with misfortune, then is your Buddha blind? Huh?!"

Now Monk Huixin had nothing to say.

"If you don't want to tell me, I'll tell you. Before I came here, I visited many families in Beijing. This isn't the first time that a monk in Zhaoning Temple has molested a female donor. These girls are afraid of ruining their reputation, so they keep their mouths shut."

"It's just that this time, Monk Huineng ran into the muzzle of a gun, and that's why he got this retribution. Is that right or not?!"

After being scolded, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Monk Huixin's forehead.

He closed his eyes tightly and twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand with his fingers to calm himself.

Han San, who was in a high position, was overjoyed.

Based on his years of interrogation experience, he guessed right.

This Zhaoning Temple is indeed not clean.

He struck while the iron was hot and shouted coldly, "You are such a good monk, why don't you tell the truth quickly?"

"What do you want me to say, benefactor?" Monk Huixin asked, opening his eyes. "Where on earth did you hide the woman that Monk Huineng intended to rape?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know?" Han San smiled knowingly, pointed to the clerk next to him and ordered, "Write it down, write it down. Monk Huixin said that the woman Monk Huineng wanted to rape is missing."

"You! When did I say that?" Huixin then realized that he had fallen into a trap.

"Monk Huixin knew that his plan had been exposed, and he was so terrified that he could not speak, and he cursed the court officials." Han San became more and more excited as he spoke.

"you"

Monk Huixin was so angry that his face turned purple when he saw Han San's sharp face.

He softened instantly. Han San sneered and continued to question: "Tell me, where did you hide that woman?"

"I don't know. There is no such woman at all. You are just making up stories." Huixin replied seriously.

Han San didn't say anything. He turned his head and gave a wink to the guard. The guard understood and took out a packet of white medicine powder from his arms, poured it into the tea bowl, and added cold water to mix it.

"Since you know that I am the Jinyiwei, you naturally know our methods.

This medicine is called 'Broken Heart Powder'. If there is no antidote after taking it, the person will die within seven days at most. "Han San picked up the tea bowl and walked forward, introducing it as he walked.

Huixin shuddered and took a step back.

The soldiers on both sides rushed forward, two of them held down his shoulders, and one pried open his jaw. Poor Huixin, a fat monk, how could he be a match for these soldiers?
He could only utter “woo woo woo” sounds for help and shook his body wildly.

Han San took a few steps forward, pinched his cheeks, and poured the potion in the bowl into him.

"Grumpy"

Huixin's Adam's apple moved a few times, and in a short while, the ceramic bowl became empty.

Han San waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to let go of Monk Huixin. Monk Huixin lost his support and fell to his knees with a thump.

"Ahem. You bunch of executioners. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go." Hui Xin stretched out her fingers and probed into her throat, spit out two mouthfuls of water, then suddenly looked up at Han Sanli and drank.

"I am the King of Hell who takes your life. Why would I be afraid of a little devil like you?"

Han San waved his hand and walked out of the small room with his subordinates, leaving only one sentence lingering in the room: "Think carefully, if there is no antidote, can your Buddha save you?"

"Clap."

After saying that, the wooden door was slammed shut, and the room suddenly became dark.

Huixin sat there stupidly, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

He and Huineng were once two dissolute young men from Hebei. As they could not make it in their hometown, they used their money to buy a place to become monks.

As the saying goes, when one is full of food and drink, one will think about sex. The two of them came here for the sake of speculation.

In this Buddhist sect, thinking about women is like going crazy.

Every night when they went to bed, they would almost poke a big hole in the pillow. In the past, the two of them could only take advantage of it.

At most just touch it.

This time Huineng went too far and even wanted to kill someone, which resulted in such an incident.

"Hiss, this damn medicine works so fast. Wasn't it said to take effect in seven days? How come it's already less than half an hour and the medicine is already taking effect?" Just as Huixin was thinking about this, the pain in her abdomen brought her back to reality.

He felt waves of pain in his abdomen, so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

I'm not really going to die.

No, no, why should I help that bastard take the blame for his dirty work?

After figuring this out, Monk Huixin held his stomach, trembling as he walked to the door, and shouted, "Sir, Sir, I'm telling you, I'm telling you, oh, it hurts so much, it hurts so much."

Han San smiled, crossed his arms and walked in, saying jokingly: "It seems that your Buddha is no match for our 'Heart-breaking Powder'."

"Let's talk." Monk Huixin looked painful.

"Someone, come here, give Master Huixin paper and pen, and let him write it down himself." Han San was already very proud at this time.

A clerk dropped a piece of paper and a pen. Huixin picked it up, lowered her head and wrote on it, and finally pressed her fingerprint.

After that, Han San took it, glanced at it roughly, and put it in his arms as if he had found a treasure.

"Hey, sir, where is our antidote?" Monk Huixin asked anxiously.

"Wait, wait until I'm done, I'll give you the antidote. If the drug takes effect, take a deep breath and drink more hot water, it will reduce the pain." Han San smiled and walked out of the room quickly.

After walking out of the room and taking a few steps, Zhao Dazhuang came up to him with a dark face and shook his head, saying, "We have searched everywhere, not to mention women, we haven't even found a bitch."

"I have something to gain here. Look at this." Han San smiled and took out the confession of Monk Huixin.

Zhao Dazhuang's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "You vomited so soon? Have you forgotten that the master said that we are not allowed to force a confession by words or actions? Don't beat him to death."

"Why fight? We gave him something dirty to drink and he died right away."

Han San was quite proud.

"Good boy, I've known before that you are not a good person." Zhao Dazhuang understood and pointed at Han San and joked.

"Let's just take it as a compliment."

Han San smiled, gathered his soldiers and withdrew from Zhaoning Temple.

(End of this chapter)