Pang Huan didn't make any jokes to Zheng Gang, Pan Shuzheng and others. Not only were they unable to get out, but the entire government office was under centralized control and guarded in several rooms. It was impossible for anyone to get out.
The laws of the Security Bureau are very strict, and there are several high-voltage lines that cannot be touched. One of them is that the Security Bureau has no power to arrest people or torture people, unless permission is obtained from the emperor and the cabinet.
This rule blocked the possibility of the Security Bureau becoming a royal guard, but it also greatly restricted the Security Bureau's actions.
Taking into account some emergencies and problems, the Security Bureau also has an obscure rule, which is:
Follow the authority in urgent matters.
This is a very wise word, that is, in an emergency, do not adhere to dogma, but learn to be flexible. The meaning is very simple, but there is a lot of room for maneuver.
In Pang Huan's opinion, now is the time to obey the authority in urgent matters.
The key to the problem is not that Kong Ne was poisoned, but who poisoned him, specifically, the woman who poisoned him!
Since the incident at Prince Zhou's Mansion and Kaifeng Mansion last year, the security bureaus in various places have received urgent documents, along with two portraits, and these two people have been designated as high-level pursuit figures, and all security bureau personnel must remember and pay attention at all times.
And these two portraits are of two women: Honglou Moer and Guangxiu!
Pang Huan knew that the death of Zhou King Zhu Xi was related to these two people, especially the woman named Mo'er. She was the one who encouraged and influenced Zhu Youhui behind his back, prompting Zhu Youhui to submit a memorial for "extermination of relatives for righteousness"!
King Zhou died, and Zhu Youyi was returned to Kaifeng. Things have changed a lot, but the Security Bureau has never withdrawn the pursuit of the two women. Even every once in a while, all places need to report the pursuit situation. .
Pang Huan originally thought that the two women must have gone to Jiangnan and hid, so he didn't pay attention at first, but later when he was wiping out the White Lotus sect members, he discovered a key piece of information:
The White Lotus Buddhist Mother was in Binzhou, Shandong, and Mo'er and Guangxiu appeared beside her.
Pang Huan led his people to Binzhou, but in vain. He pursued them all the way to Rencheng, but found no trace of the Buddha Mother and others. After that, he traveled around various places to investigate the whereabouts of Buddha Mother, Mo'er and others, until he received news not long ago that these people had probably left Shandong.
Later, Pang Huan arrived in Jining, planning to see Song Li's "performance method" and then return to Jinan from here. But within a few days of watching, a secret report was received that Yanshenggong Kongne had been poisoned.
This is an unusual event. Although Kong Ne is not important, the title of Yanshenggong he holds is too important. If a generation of Yanshenggong is poisoned, the impact will be too great.
So Pang Huan ordered people to investigate the whole story and went out to the city to investigate the tea shed. He found that the original owners of the tea shed had been tied up and gagged. If the people from the Security Bureau were not alert and the investigation was not delayed, it is estimated that all these people would have died of hunger or thirst.
The tea shed was the dosing point. Under the noses of Zheng Gang, Lin Fang and others, and in front of Kong Ne, these people openly administered the medicine, and then watched Kong Ne eat it.
After finding out the method of committing the crime, Pang Huan ordered someone to draw a portrait, hoping to dig out the person who drugged the tea shed. After taking care of it here, it was daybreak. When Pang Huan returned to the city to prepare his "confession", he discovered the Yamen Something bigger happened inside - Kong Ne was poisoned a second time!
Looking at the portrait of the poisoner, Pang Huan was shocked. Isn't this the "Mo'er in Red Mansions" for whom the Security Bureau has been offering a reward for a long time?
She actually appeared in Jining City, in the government office!
Pang Huan knew that Mo'er was deeply involved behind the scenes, so naturally he would not wait for any permission or order, but chose to "obey authority when the matter arises". Even if he had to bear the responsibility for the crime, he must find this person!
Just when Pang Huan arranged for his horses to gallop in all directions, trying to block Jining's main road within a hundred miles, a ship had already approached Yanzhou along the Fen River, and soon after, it turned into the Dafen River and headed towards Qingzhou Prefecture. And go.
Qingzhou, narrow alley.
The old monk sat in the corner, looking at the lonely street, his eyes full of sadness. The young monk found some wild grass, cleaned it by the river and gave it to the old monk. He fed the wild vegetables one bite after another to satisfy his hunger.
There was no one around to give alms to the two of them. A few days ago, an old man gave a bowl of porridge to the young monk at the cost of a broken arm.
After the young monk heard about it, he was frightened for several days. He trembled whenever anyone came over, for fear that someone would come and twist his arm. Fortunately, the old monk was calm, enlightened and accompanied the young monk, and he was able to overcome his inner demons.
However, the old monk could not walk and had to rely on the young monks to support him. Fortunately, it was early summer and there was green grass outside the city, so he would not starve to death.
Although wild vegetables are not delicious, they are better than tree roots.
"Master, there are a lot of wild vegetables in the fields outside the city. We won't have to worry about it this summer."
The little monk thought he had found a way to survive and was very happy.
After hearing this, the old monk sighed deeply and said, "Just think, the fields are full of weeds, which is a sin. What we eat today will have bad consequences."
The young monk Jingsi opened his eyes wide and asked: "Master once said that there is cause and effect, and cause and effect are orderly. It's not our cause, it's not our fields, why is it our effect?"
The old monk sat upright and said solemnly: "You must always remember that all dharmas are empty, and cause and effect are not empty. When cause becomes effect, the cause is empty; when effect becomes cause, the effect is also empty."
Jingsi lowered his head and thought, then said blankly: "Disciple doesn't understand."
The old monk laughed and said: "Just like planting wheat, we need to sow a wheat seed, and this wheat seed is the cause. When the wheat breaks out of the ground, the wheat seed will be gone, and the cause will be empty. And in When the wheat heads and matures, there will be wheat, and from this there will be fruit. And this fruit will become the cause when it is sown... From this, the cycle repeats, and cause and effect will never disappear."
Jingsi nodded repeatedly, and then said: "Then the fruit we are tasting now will also become the cause?"
The old monk nodded solemnly and said confidently: "Yes, all effects and all causes are in it. Therefore, you must live well and believe that cause and effect will always change. By then, the effect will be the cause, and the cause will be Instant results!"
Although Jingsi didn't understand it very well, he remembered it in his heart.
The quiet street does not look like a city, but like a desolate place rarely visited by the world.
"Master, will the censor come back?"
Jingsi asked, holding her chin.
The old monk seemed to be in trance, closed his eyes, and said softly: "All partings will always turn into encounters. However, sometimes parting is one phase and meeting is another phase."
Jingsi said softly and stopped talking.
The old monk opened his eyes slightly, his eyes filled with sadness.
Those who speak lightly may not be burdened with heavy burdens.
The imperial censor named Song Zhengchen disappeared like this, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
With him gone, the truth about Qingzhou will continue to be concealed. The emperor sitting in the capital will only look at Yanzhou, Shanxi, Guangxi and coastal areas, and may not be able to see Qingzhou.
Go out by yourself? Let Jingsi deliver the letter?
Forget it, my leg is broken and there is no distance.
As for Jingsi, even if he left Qingzhou Mansion, he would not be able to reach the capital with the strength of a child. Besides, who would believe a child's words?
Not to mention children, even civilians who go to the government to complain will be treated as traitors and beaten to death.
These officials would rather kill the people than get involved in the royal family's fight, especially if it involves such a major matter as the vassal king.
Coupled with the protection of officials, even if the news reaches the capital, it will probably be dealt with completely.
It was kept secret for a long time during the Taizu period, let alone the new emperor?
The Buddha said that there will be retribution due to cause and effect, but how often do we only see cause and effect and not retribution? Believing in the Buddha for a lifetime cannot save oneself, nor the common people. All belief is only towards the bliss after death, not the bliss in life.
Confucianism believes that nature is inherently good, while Buddhism believes that nature is inherently miserable.
Confucianism believes that in life one should be kind, do good deeds, and leave a good reputation. Buddhism believes that living means suffering. If you do more good deeds in this life, you will not suffer any sins and can enjoy yourself after death.
But the problem is that although Confucianism and Buddhism teach how to face evil, for example, Confucianism should not take evil as a small thing, and do good and do evil, and Buddhism teaches how to deal with evil, but they do not teach how to solve evil.
There are many ways to restrain one's own evil, but few ways to restrain others' evil. This is Confucianism and Buddhism. The Taoist's shocking words about practicing justice for heaven may not be tolerated by the court.
After all, the court is the greatest heaven.
The old monk found that his heart was confused. What he had held on to for his whole life was so fragile. Perhaps, I have never entered Buddhism and never truly understood what Buddhism is...
Close your eyes and darkness swallows the world.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes to see the sparse starry sky. Song Zhengchen sat up with difficulty, his shoulders and back were in burning pain. In the distance were dim torches, patrolling teams, and sergeants guarding him further away.
It was impossible to escape without disturbing anyone.
Besides, what about after leaving the construction site?
The city of Qingzhou was under the control of King Qi, and he still had cavalry in his hands. Where could he go?
A low cry came over, and Song Zhengchen turned around and saw a man kneeling on the ground in the open space a few feet away, wiping his tears while murmuring.
Seeing that no one was coming, Song Zhengchen moved over carefully and heard the repeated voice: "Father."
Through the not-so-bright starlight, Song Zhengchen saw a young man, and an old man in his sixties was lying in front of his knees. He placed his hand on the middle of the old man's body. He could no longer feel his breath and his hands were cold.
This phenomenon is not uncommon. Regardless of whether they are full or not, they work for eight or nine hours. They start working before dawn and rest long after dark. They are still injured. If they have any symptoms, they may die here.
Almost every day, people are carried out and thrown into mass graves outside the city.
Song Zhengchen wanted to comfort the young man, but he didn't know how to speak. If this person is lying here today, will it be him tomorrow?
Death is nothing, but if the imperial court does not know the truth about Qingzhou, the people of Qingzhou will not be able to live in peace!
I can't leave here, and I must find a way to spread the news.
But, who can help me?
Song Zhengchen looked down at the dead old man, his eyes becoming profound...
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