After time travel, I ate glutinous rice bran in ancient times

At this point in the trial, Wang Yugui still felt confused.

Jingyin and the madam are still both suspected of poisoning, but among the two, Jingyin is more likely to be suspected.

Suddenly, County Magistrate Hai slammed the gavel again and shouted, "Master Chuan Nianshan!"

Oh, yes, Master Nianshan is also a suspect. Wang Yugui listened and nodded silently.

Soon, Master Nianshan was brought to the hall.

The nun's performance was obviously much calmer than Jingyin's. When she arrived at the hall, she first chanted the Buddha's name and bowed to the County Magistrate Hai: "Amitabha, I, the poor nun Nianshan, greet the County Magistrate!"

He then said, "I don't know why you suddenly closed my Shuijing Temple and summoned me and my disciple Jingyin to the government office."

Wow, County Magistrate Hai hasn’t asked a question yet, but she asked it first.

"Oh, that's a good question!" County Magistrate Hai smiled and said loudly, "Because the third son of Mr. Zhang's mansion has passed away, this county will temporarily close the Shuijing Temple and summon you and your disciple to the hall for questioning!"

"What? The third son of Mr. Zhang's mansion is dead?" Master Nianshan was very surprised when she heard this. She didn't know about this yet.

He hurriedly asked, "Sir, how did Mr. Zhang San die? He, he was not very old."

"He was poisoned to death," County Magistrate Hai answered directly.

After hearing this, Nianshan frowned and quickly chanted: "Amitabha, good, good, who is so vicious!"

"Humph, yes, this county also wants to know who is so bold and so vicious!"

"That's why this county has temporarily closed the Shuijing Temple and invited you to come to the hall," County Magistrate Hai said calmly.

After hearing this, Nianshan was stunned for a moment, then she looked up at County Magistrate Hai and asked in confusion, "Sir, what do you mean by this?"

"Are you saying that Mr. Zhang's death is related to our Shuijing Temple? Is it related to this poor nun?"

"Yes, this county does think so," County Magistrate Hai said coldly.

Nianshan was shocked and asked hurriedly, "Sir, why do you think so?"

"What relationship do Xiao'an and I have to Mr. Zhang San's death?"

"Humph, of course it is related. The sacred flowers of Gui'an are all poisonous. Is it true or not?" County Magistrate Hai said loudly.

Nianshan was surprised when she heard this: "Yes, yes, the sacred flowers in the small nunnery are indeed poisonous, and you can't get close to them."

"How do you know this, sir?"

"What does this have to do with the death of Mr. Zhang San?" Before County Magistrate Hai could answer, Nianshan suddenly asked in surprise, "Oh, could it be that Mr. Zhang San was poisoned to death by the magic flower in our nunnery?"

"That's right, Mr. Zhang was poisoned to death by the magic flower in your nunnery," County Magistrate Hai said sternly.

Nianshan frowned and looked at County Magistrate Hai: "Sir, this is impossible, right?"

"Master Zhang San, he hasn't been to the nunnery recently. How could he have been poisoned to death by our magic flower?"

"Nianshan, I want to ask you, a few days ago, when the women of Mr. Zhang's mansion went to Shuijing Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha...

"Have you ever given Madam Dongmei a bag of tea?" Magistrate Hai asked loudly.

Nianshan nodded and said, "Yes, sir, I gave Madam Dongmei a bag of tea."

"That tea was also given to me by a donor from the small nunnery. Madam Dongmei said it tasted good, so I gave her a bag. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"That bag of tea contains the leaves and buds of your sacred flower, am I right?" County Magistrate Hai said coldly.

Master Nianshan was very surprised when she heard this: "How is this possible?"

"That tea was given to Jingyin and me by the donor Ji who often comes to our nunnery to donate."

"We've all drunk it, it's not poisonous!"

"The drink you drank was not poisonous, but the packet given to Madam Dongmei was poisonous," County Magistrate Hai said coldly.

After hearing this, Nianshan frowned and thought for a while: "Amitabha, Master Hai, do you suspect that I have tampered with the tea leaves and poisoned them?"

"Isn't this possible? You and Jingyin were the only ones who came into contact with the tea leaves in the nunnery."

"The sacred flower in your nunnery is poisonous, and you two both know it. It would be very easy for you two to poison it."

"Jingyin said she didn't poison, so the person who poisoned can only be you, Master," County Magistrate Hai said loudly.

After hearing this, Nun Nianshan raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Oh, sir, you are a local official, how can you be so confused and arbitrary!"

Oh, when Wang Yugui heard this, he felt that Master Nianshan and Jingyin were truly worthy of being master and disciple, as they had the same tone when condemning Lord Hai.

"How dare you! In the court, the nun is not allowed to be so presumptuous!" Upon hearing this, Captain Liu immediately shouted.

"Oh, how could this county be confused? How could it be so arbitrary?" County Magistrate Hai waved his hand at Captain Liu and asked Nianshan. He was waiting for Nianshan to say this!

Nianshan smiled and said, "Sir, I have no grudge against Mr. Zhang San in the past or in the present. May I ask why I would poison Mr. Zhang San's tea leaves?"

"Mr. Zhang is a great benefactor of our nunnery. Why would I do such a stupid thing?"

"Donor Ji gave me three bags of tea. I kept one bag to drink and left the other two bags with Jingyin."

"Jingyin is always very careful with her things. The cabinets are all locked. She keeps the keys to the cabinets. I don't have the keys, so how could I have poisoned them?"

"Of course, my disciple Jingyin has been chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures in the nunnery since she was young. She has an extremely pure heart. It is impossible for her to poison anyone!"

Nianshan said this and sighed again: "As for the fact that the sacred flower that protects the small nunnery is poisonous..."

"I am not the only one who knows this. All the sisters in my small nunnery know this, and some donors who like to get to the bottom of things also know this!"

"Oh, you are a donor who likes to ask questions, what do you mean?" County Magistrate Hai asked hurriedly.

Nun Nianshan sighed, "Alas, the sacred flower of the small nunnery was originally given by a nun from another vassal state. It was planted beside the wall of the nunnery with the intention of protecting the small nunnery!"

"That magical flower is not only easy to grow and maintain, but its flowers are also very beautiful, which is actually a very good thing."

"But, it's because the flowers of the divine flower are so beautiful, so eye-catching, and so easy to attract people."

"So, when donors come to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, they will inevitably ask what kind of flower it is."

"I even wanted to pick some flowers and take them home. But when I met this kind of donor, I was afraid that if someone with ulterior motives knew that the sacred flower was poisonous, it would cause trouble."

"In order to avoid trouble, I always let my disciples tell them that they should not approach the sacred flowers, let alone pick them. If they pick the sacred flowers privately, the Bodhisattva will blame them."

"At best, they will get sick, and at worst, they will die! After hearing what we said, most donors would not dare to come near to pick the fruits."

"However, there are also donors who don't believe us and think we are stingy and insist on picking the flowers. Then I have no choice but to tell them that the sacred flowers are poisonous and they can't get close to them, let alone pick them and take them home!"