Chapter 3: Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not love 1

A family in Bedingfang is surrounded by neighbors from near and far, either whispering or chanting Buddha prayers. The official searched the front and back of the house and reported to a middle-aged man standing behind his back in the front yard from time to time.

"Madam, wake up, madam!" As soon as the owner of the house saw the burnt black body carried out of the backyard, he immediately rushed up and cried. His voice was sad, which made many women who watched the bustle also cry.

Today is the Guanyin Festival. Incense candles are sold all over the capital. If good men and women can't go to the temple outside the city to burn incense and pray for blessings, they will definitely pay tribute to fruit at home. And in the smell of incense all over the city, there is a burning smell from nowhere. Due to the special day, when people realize that this must have gone through the water, the Buddha hall outside Chen's house has been burned to black inside and outside.

"Sir, don't be too sad. Take care of yourself!" Next to Mr. Chen, who was crying, a maidservant was wiping her tears and comforting her. The neighbors knew that she was Mrs. Chen's close maid, which won the hearts of Mrs. Chen and his wife.

The middle-aged man in the courtyard looked at the unrecognizable scorched corpse, then at Mr. Chen and asked, "Mr. Chen, the body has been completely burned. How do you know that it is Mrs. Zun?"

Mr. Chen picked up the hand that burned his fingers and choked, "This Bodhi rosary is my love token for Zhu Jing. For decades, anyone who goes in and out of the Buddhist hall will not leave. How can he admit his mistake?"

The middle-aged man nodded silently and said, "Mr. Chen, please my condolences."

"Your Excellency." Several officials rushed from the direction of the Buddhist hall. The leader fell in the middle-aged man's ear and whispered. The man nodded slowly. After listening to it, he said to Mr. Chen, who was still immersed in grief, "Mr. Chen, please take a confession with me. In addition, please gather the whole house together. I have something to ask you."

Mr. Chen just nodded blankly and staggered to stand up. The maidservant Hongyin hurriedly held him.

Mrs. Chen's body was placed in the courtyard. Many timid women covered their faces and didn't dare to look at it, and they kept saying "Amitabha".

Suddenly, a hand was stretched out in the crowd and went straight to Mrs. Chen's bones.

"What do you want to do!" Han Ruqi came out of the backyard and rushed up and twisted the hand.

"Lord Han is really quick-eyed and powerful." The captured Wei Tanyi didn't seem to realize that he was wrong at all. Instead, he teased that his hand was hurt.

Han Ruxu didn't do this and pulled him out of the crowd: "Tieve to destroy the scene of the murder. Come with me to see Lord Ming!"

"It's just a habit. Why should Lord Han be too serious?" Wei Tanyi tried to muddle through, but failed.

The middle-aged man came out of the hall with Mr. Chen. When he saw them pulling in the courtyard, he asked, "Lord Han, what's going on?"

"This man wanted to touch Mrs. Chen's bones when he was unprepared, but I caught him." Han Ruqi answered loudly with the proof of a bystander.

"What?" Chen Yuanwai was excited, "What do you want to do to Zhuo Jing! She is already like this. What else do you want to do to her?"

It's rare that Wei Tanyi couldn't get off the stage. He didn't know what to say. Fortunately, the middle-aged man recognized who he was and said, "It turned out to be Mr. Wei. I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Eh?" The other party only said that Xinghui but did not report his family. Wei Tanyi was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, Han Ruxu kindly reminded: "Dali Temple Qingming Bu Jingming Lord." Then he hurriedly put on a proper smile: "Chusigrants visit Lord Ming."

This short episode makes Han Ruxu feel gloating - no matter how high the Taoism is in the face of people he doesn't know, he can't be hypocritical, right?

Unfortunately, the follow-up disappointed him again. Wei Tanyi was indeed a profiteer. Even on this occasion, he could not leave his own business. In a blink of an eye, he transferred the topic from Mrs. Chen's misfortune to the value of the rosary Buddha bowl of the senior monks.

"So the grass people are just attracted by their wife's rosary, which has nothing to do with this case." After a big circle, Wei Tanyi put himself out of danger with a smile on his face.

Mr. Chen is not very interested in antiques. He has been staring at his wife. Suddenly, he heard Wei Tanyi ask, "Does Mr. Chen allow the younger generation to approach and look at this string of rosary beads without touching his wife?"

"Please, Mr. Wei." At this time, Mr. Chen was only full of pain in his heart. He casually left a sentence and sat down on the stone stool in the courtyard.

With permission, Wei Tanyi squatted near Mrs. Chen and carefully looked at the bodhi rosary.

"Lord Han."

"What's the matter?"

"Look, this rosary, although it is the wood of the hind sight period, there is no crack. Mrs. Chen is a Buddhist believer. The rosary has been counted in her hand thousands of times. How can I not yearn for such a precious thing?"

Han Ruqi's face suddenly turned black as the bottom of the pot: "Don't talk nonsense! It's useless for you to have a golden tongue!"

"And you see, Mrs. Chen has been burned like this. This rosary is worn on Mrs. Chen's wrist, but there is no damage at all. Isn't it amazing?" Wei Tanyi is still in high spirits.

"Give me almost!"

Don't I remember to get acquainted with you and this is the occasion to say such words? Han Ruxu wanted to ask questions in a hot way, but he still resisted wisely.

Fortunately, what Wei Tanyi wanted to say was over. After seeing enough of the Bodhi rosary, he said goodbye to the Mingbu Sutra and Chen Yuanwai, and left Beidingfang directly.

"Lord Han," Ming Bujing called out, "If it's convenient, can you come with me?"

The two came to the door of the Buddhist hall, and the temple masters were collecting evidence everywhere.

"What's the matter with Lord Ming looking for me?" Han Ruxu covered his mouth and nose with his hand to cover the smell of smoke floating in the Buddhist hall.

Mingbu Jing pointed to the Buddha hall: "I just went in and saw it. The source of fire is the incense case in front of the Buddhist niche, which is really like walking inadvertently."

Han Ruqi was slightly stunned: "What do you mean, Mrs. Chen did not die of an accident, but of murder?"

"It's hard to say now," Ming Bujing walked a few steps on the steps. "Did you notice that the whole Buddhist hall was burned in a mess, and Mrs. Chen was also burned out of her face, but the rosary in her hand was not damaged at all, as if she deliberately left evidence to prove that the deceased was Mrs. Chen."

"What?"

- And you see, Mrs. Chen has been burned like this. This rosary is worn on Mrs. Chen's wrist, but there is no damage at all. Isn't it amazing?

Han Ruqi nodded thoughtfully - it seemed that the guy knew something.

"I suspect that the body is not Mrs. Chen."

***

"When it comes to rosary beads, the most common ones are sandalwood and nanmu. Rich people can make gold and silver rosary beads, and some use crystals as materials. However, the number of merits of different materials varies, and the best one is still bodhi wood. It is said that the merits of bodhi wood is infinite, and even some rosary beads can survive for generations."

While boiling water, Wei Tanyi introduced the rosary in a good way.

Han Ruxu sat in the chair with a stiff face, playing with a special jade cup in his hand.

I'm obviously here to ask if he has any clues about Mr. Chen's walking around the water. How could he become the knowledge of listening to him talk about rosary beads? I was annoyed when I thought about it.

"However, although Bodhi is the supreme sacred wood, it can't be bathed in fire. A bright-eyed person can see at a glance that the rosary was clearly taken later." After talking for a long time, there was finally a sentence that got to the point.

"What else?"

"No more."

The Lord of Yuezhai poured water and some tea innocently: "The investigation of the case is about you court officials. How can I, a civilian, know more?" The court official in front of him was angry and said, "But it is also the responsibility of the people to assist the government in handling cases. If there are new discoveries, should I report to Lord Ming, or wait for Lord Han's routine search in the store?"

"Who routinely searches here!" Han Ruxu almost dropped the jade cup.

"In that case, I'll work hard and report it to Lord Ming."

"Wait!"

Although he hates the tricky smile on Wei Tanyi's face, Han Ruxu still has to insert a foot. He has to filter his discovery first. Moreover, if this guy runs to Dali Temple once a day to cause trouble to Lord Ming, how can he see people in the future?

"It's better for me to convey it to Lord Ming."

"Real?" Wei Tanyi picked up the tea bowl and said, "Then there will be Lord Lao Han."

Han Ruqi watched him blow the heat and take a sip of tea. He endured it for a long time and asked in an astringent voice, "Is drinking tea alone your way of hospitality?"

"It's too hurt for Mr. Han to say that. Didn't you come to my place for tea once or twice with empty hands? Is this the way you visit?"

Being opposed to the army, Han Ruxu had nothing to say, grabbed the knife and threw the door away.

***

The prince held the scroll in his hand and thought deeply: "Except for tea, Xiao Wang really didn't think of what he would like." After answering, he asked, "Why did you suddenly give him a gift, is it..."

"Your Highness, please don't misunderstand! The fire in Chen's family is still under investigation, and the man clearly knew the inside story but did not report it and threatened him with it. He had no choice but to..." Han Ru explained in a panic.

Instead, the prince laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. Even if Lord Han has a personal relationship with him, he has nothing to do with Xiao Wang. Don't panic so much. Since Tan Yi is a businessman, he naturally attacks his mind. According to Xiao Wang, it doesn't matter what Lord Han sends. What's important thing is his heart.

Han Ruxu only felt embarrassed. The prince's name for Wei Tanyi also made him feel that the relationship between the two was delicate, so he hurriedly left the East Palace after thanking him. While wandering on the street, he thought about what to send to pry open Wei Tanyi's mouth.

"Come and have a look. Listen to it as believing. The parrot of Baojiao Club teaches what to learn, talk about people and talk about ghosts. Come and see!" A parrot vendor shouted on a wooden rack on the street, which also attracted a lot of people.

Han Ruqi looked at the parrot. The cyan feathers were also beautiful, and it looked healthy to move horizontally on the shelf. He couldn't help asking, "What can it say?"

As soon as the hawker heard that someone was interested, his face smiled and blossomed: "Hey! Although I have been raised for less than a month, this little guy is so smart that he will greet and praise people!" Saying that he teased the parrot with his fingers, the parrot immediately flapped its wings and picked it up, shouting, "Greetings! Greetings to Lingtang!" Everyone laughed.

This scolding is quite implicit. Han Ruqi thought, and she also reached out to poke the parrot's stomach. Unexpectedly, the parrot screamed and said, "A talent! A table of talents!" Although he was praised by a parrot, he was also very happy. Han Ruxu asked the price, which was also reasonable, so he planned to buy it back, and then take it to tease the always leisurely guy.

The parrot was also obedient. After eating and drinking, he stopped on Han Ruxu's arm and said all the good words he would know. The maidservant passing by outside the study could always hear harsh praise and the exaggerated laughter of her master, thinking that the master was not not obedient, but to see who was speaking.

Three days later, Han Ruqi came to Yuezhai happily with a parrot. In the past three days, in addition to patrolling the street as usual, he has spent all his time teaching parrots to speak. The parrot has understood that poking the left should say hello to the hall, and poking the right should say that you should die. It's not a good thing to say left and right, but to see if Wei Tanyi can compete with a beast.

"Lord Liang is too kind. Please go." When he came to the door of Yuezhai, Wei Tanyi was sending a person out of the store. Han Ruqi saw that the man was actually the Chengliang period of Dali Temple. Could it be that he hasn't been here for a few days, and the profiteer has extended his claws to Dali Temple in the name of reporting clues?

The guest walked far away, and the guard Tan Yi also noticed the uninvited guest. His smile obviously faded, and there was a perfunctory remnant: "Lord Han, it's really unfortunate that there is no free tea to drink."

Han Ruqi was not as proud as him. He said, "This is a gift."

"Oh?" Wei Tanyi turned his head and looked curious. Giving gifts and gifts to yourself is equally funny and puzzling, but after all, it's cheap for you. Wei Tanyi still made a thoughtful gesture of invitation: "Lord Han, if you don't have anything to do, please go to the store."

That's the purpose. Han Ruxu stepped into Yuezhai with a parrot.

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Original poem: Untitled, Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not Taiwan