Journey to the West: I want to be sanctified

Chapter 332 The Red Mark on the Neck
"My lord, we don't know. Master Cui is deeply loved by the people and treats us well. We really don't know why he committed suicide!"

Someone spoke.

Wei Zheng then asked:

"Does your master have any enemies?"

The four people in the hall shook their heads in unison and said no.

"The master judges cases like a god. In Cang County, he has the reputation of Cui Shenju. No one disrespects him, so where is the enemy?"

These four male and female servants have already been interrogated by the Yamen, which is no different from what is said today.

Wei Zheng insisted that there must be something hidden in it, so the four people were interrogated again.

Cui Jue would never commit suicide for no reason, there must be someone playing tricks among them, if there is no enemy in Cang County, then it is very likely that the enemy came from other places!
After all, Wei Zheng was Prime Minister Zuo of the Great Tang Dynasty, with a keen mind, he saw things accurately, and grasped the key points at once.

"Recently, has your master seen any visitors from other places?"

Hearing Wei Zheng's words, a yamen servant next to him said, "Master Wei, I'd forget it if you didn't ask.

Seven days before Master Cui died, an old monk once came to visit.

He was wearing a gray cloth monk's robe. He was seventy or eighty years old. His eyes were very distinctive, very bright and energetic, as if there was a bright light in his eyes, and he spoke with great aura.

He said at the time that he was an old friend of Master Cui, and I informed him of his visit to Master Cui. "

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Wei Zheng slapped the table angrily, cursing mediocrity for making mistakes.

The yamen servant was so frightened that he immediately said, "My lord, after seeing that monk, Mr. Cui did not experience any abnormalities. On the contrary, he was very happy for the next few days, taking his wife to visit mountains and rivers every day. So... so I think It should have nothing to do with that monk, so I ignored it."

Wei Zheng glanced at the yamen servant coldly, and then said to the four people in the hall:

"Have any of you seen that monk, what did he say to your master? How long did he stay?

No omissions are allowed, tell me all about it! "

A maid looked around, summoned up her courage and said:

"Lord Wei, I remember that day, as soon as the old monk came to the courtyard, Master Cui said [So it was you], as if they knew each other before.

Master Cui asked Madam to make tea, so I followed Madam to the kitchen. What did the master and the monk talk about, because Madam and I were in the kitchen, too far away to hear clearly.

The monk had already left by the time the lady made tea and brought it to them. "

Wei Zheng frowned, and continued to question the other three people, but the other three said they didn't hear what the old monk said in detail.

After interrogating for a long time, without any results, Wei Zheng had no choice but to let them go out first.

At night, Yunniang walked in with a sad face.

"Brothers and sisters, let's mourn and resign."

Wei Zheng looked at Yunniang's weak figure of Liu Fufeng, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart, Cui Jue, Cui Jue, how could you commit suicide?Don't you feel relieved to leave Yunniang?

"Master Wei, did your husband really commit suicide?"

Yunniang's face was pale, and her lips concealed the blood, but she couldn't hide the despair and sadness in her eyes.

"Don't worry, brother and sister, I will definitely give you justice. I heard that Cui Jue met an old monk before, do you know him?"

Yunniang shook her head and said, "I don't know each other, but when the husband met, he said [So it was you], as if they knew each other before. But I went to make tea, and the monk left just after the tea was brewed."

Wei Zheng continued to ask: "After the monk left, is there anything unusual about Cui Jue?"

Yunniang thought for a while, then suddenly realized, and said excitedly:

"Yes! That monk must have done it. After the monk left, my husband seemed to have lost his soul. I didn't even respond to calling a few times!"

"What happened later?" Wei Zheng could almost conclude that all of this had something to do with that old monk.

"Later, I patted my husband, and my husband came back to his senses. He told me that it was just a crazy monk, so let me not care about it."

Speaking of this, Yunniang burst into tears suddenly, choked up and said, "It's all my fault, I didn't ask.

Husband has treated me better in the past few days. Now it seems that Husband had the idea of ​​committing suicide at that time, so he was so kind to me in the last few days. "

"It's all my fault! If I wasn't obsessed with my husband's gentleness, otherwise, I should have realized something was wrong..."

Yun Niang kept repeating, full of endless remorse.

Seeing this situation, Wei Zheng repeatedly comforted him, but he couldn't say anything too consoling, so he called his maid and helped Yunniang out.

Under the dim light, Wei Zheng picked up the portrait on the table and muttered to himself, "What did you say to Cui Jue?"

There is a picture of an old monk on it, which was drawn by the artist based on the descriptions of several people during the interrogation just now.

Yunniang and others said that the paintings are very similar.

……

In a blink of an eye, when it was the day of Cui Jue's burial, many copies of the old monk's portrait had been copied and sent to various states for hunting.

After all, Wei Zheng, as Prime Minister Zuo, stayed in Cang County for several days. It was already the emperor's favor. Now that Cui Jue has been buried, Wei Zheng can go back to Chang'an first, although he is full of regrets.

"Brothers and sisters, you have to take care of your health alone. Don't worry, as long as I am not dead, I will definitely investigate to the end and find this old monk!"

"Thank you, Master Wei, Yunniang~" Yunniang's face was still bloodless, and there was no sadness in her eyes. Instead, there was a hint of panic and fear. She bent slightly and lowered her head to express her gratitude to Wei Zheng.

Yun Niang lowered her head, revealing a piece of snow-white skin on her neck.

Wei Zheng's heart was shocked!

There was a red mark on Yunniang's neck.

Wei Zheng is very familiar with that kind of trace, which is left when the relationship between men and women is intense.

It didn't exist a few days ago, why did it suddenly appear today?
Wei Zheng was furious and wanted to send someone to catch Yunniang on the spot and interrogate her severely.

But he was afraid, if he made a mistake and Yunniang was humiliated, wouldn't he be ashamed of Cui Jue?

Wei Zheng held back his anger, and said:

"Brothers and sisters, my condolences are changing. In Chang'an City, there is the Royal Taoist Temple Taixuan Temple and the Royal Temple Daxingshan Temple. These two places are very effective Taoist temples. Brothers and sisters should go there once to do a ceremony for Cui Jue and let him Don't have any regrets."

When Yunniang heard it, she was shocked, she nodded and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Seeing Yunniang's reaction, Wei Zheng felt even more wrong, so he continued:

"If you go earlier, the undead will suffer less. Brothers and sisters, why don't you go to Chang'an with us today. When the time comes, I will ask His Majesty to arrange for you to live in the imperial Taoist temple temporarily and hold a ceremony for him."

Yunniang raised her head and was startled when she saw Wei Zheng's suspicious eyes, she quickly nodded in a low voice: "Okay, thank you, Mr. Wei."

Wei Zheng held back the mood of interrogation now, thinking of returning to Chang'an as soon as possible, and asked his wife to chat with Yunniang first, and find out whether the red mark on his neck is what he guessed.

If it was true, then Cui Jue would die unjustly.

(End of this chapter)