Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

Monk Huineng was shocked all over, the light in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and he spoke to his left.

"Xiao Monk doesn't know what you are talking about."

Seeing this, Ji Huineng still refused to admit it. Fan Xin stepped forward and grabbed his right palm and said.

"Your palms are covered with calluses and protruding veins. This shows that you are a martial arts master who often holds a knife."

"How could an ordinary Buddhist monk have such hands?"

"If necessary, I can even tell you what kind of weapon you are using!"

This time, Ji Huineng did not argue, but lowered his head and remained silent.

"Tell me, why are you pretending to be a monk from Hanguang Temple? What exactly do you want to do?"

Fan Xin believes that it is not that simple for this group of people to replace the real monk who is cheating, and there must be some ulterior secret behind it.

Hearing this, Fake Huineng sneered and said disdainfully: "Stop talking nonsense, kill or behead everyone as you please, don't expect to get any information from me!"

Zhang Huan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to raise his whip to slap Fake Huineng, but Fan Xin stopped him.

"Fan Shaoqing, you?"

"Ordinary torture is useless against such a tough guy, so let me do it."

Signaling Zhang Huan to step back, Fan Xin ordered someone to bring a stack of yellow mounting paper and several jars of salt water.

"Put this guy flat, with one side of his head lowered a little, then stick the yellow mounting paper on his face one by one, and pour pepper water on it."

Theoretically speaking, no one can resist torture, it's just a matter of time.

Among them, waterboarding is the most efficient method. It can keep the prisoner in a state of suffocation and death.

So Fan Xin planned to try fake Huineng to see if this method was as effective as the legend says.

Zhang Huan and others were also curious. After receiving the instruction, they quickly put yellow paper on the fake Huineng's face, and then began to pour salt water.

At first, Jiao Huineng didn't take it seriously, but as the yellow paper stuck tightly to his mouth and nose, a feeling of suffocation gradually came over him, and then he started to struggle crazily.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Huan and others stopped the execution to let Jiao Hui take a breath, and then added another layer of yellow paper.

Just as Fan Xin was sitting behind the big case observing Fake Huineng's reaction, a jailer walked in hurriedly and whispered in his ear.

"No, the Minister of Punishment and Luo Governor Shi came together and wanted us to hand over Monk Huineng."

"It came pretty fast." Fan Xin sneered and stood up from his seat and walked outside.

From the moment he arrested the monks of Hanguang Temple, he knew that Dali Temple would not be peaceful.

I just didn't expect that Xue Huaiyi's ability was so powerful. In less than an hour, two fourth-rank officials from the Yamen came to ask for someone.

No wonder Xie Siqing was so frightened that he asked for leave and went home. With this ability alone, ordinary officials cannot afford to offend him.

When they arrived outside the prison, Fan Xin heard two angry voices roaring loudly from a distance away, as if they were scolding the people of Dali Temple.

"Shilang Zhang, Huang Changshi is such a powerful official. His trainers have all come to our Dali Temple."

Hearing the sound, Zhang and Huang looked at each other. The former threw down his sleeves and looked grim.

"Are you Fan Xin, the new young minister of Dali Temple?"

"Yes, it's me. I wonder what you two are here for?"

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense and release Monk Huineng quickly. We want to take him away!" Huang Changshi said impatiently.

Seeing the bad attitude of the two, Fan Xin's tone also turned cold.

"I'm afraid this won't work. Monk Huineng is suspected of pretending to be an eminent monk and defrauding him. The judgment cannot be made until the interrogation is completed."

"Has the interrogation ended?" Zhang Shilang looked at Fan Xin with mocking eyes.

"Fan Xin, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Master Xue Huaiyi is the royal Zen master of the current Queen Mother. Do you believe that after the interrogation, you will be dismissed from office and seize the title?"

"That's right, you, the Dali Temple minister, don't even dare to take care of the affairs of Hanguang Temple. Do you, a young young minister, not want to die?"

Fan Xin clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Killing must be punished with a life, and any crime must be prosecuted. This monk is suspected of defrauding women of their money and must be brought to justice."

"Otherwise, how can Dali Temple explain it to the people of the world and the imperial court?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Luo Changshi laughed twice and said meaningfully.

"This problem is very simple. Wouldn't it be solved by grabbing a few ordinary people to replace Monk Huineng?"

"Yes, the legal provisions of the Tang Dynasty are in the hands of the Sanfa Division. Why don't we just decide how we want to?"

After saying that, the two of them walked straight past Fan Xin and towards the prison. They believed that Fan Xin should know who is more important and who is less important in the face of future and justice.

However, just as they crossed the threshold, a radiant golden dragon sword was unsheathed and placed around their necks, and a cold and solemn voice sounded at the same time.

"When the Queen Mother gave me this golden dragon sword, she once said that the reputation of this sword should not be lost at any time."

"Today it is said that it is you. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I will never take Monk Huineng away from Dali Temple!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shilang and Huang Changshi were shocked and angry. They pointed at Fan Xin with livid faces and were speechless.

They never expected that this guy's tone would be so loud, nor did they expect that the Queen Mother would give the Golden Dragon Sword to Fan Xin.

"Shaoqing, please calm down. Both Zhang Shilang and Huang Changshi are senior officials of the fourth rank. If something goes wrong, we may not be able to explain it to the court." Si Cheng was so frightened that his legs went weak.

He also didn't expect Fan Shaoqing to be so courageous that he would dare to draw his sword and target two fourth-rank ministers at the slightest disagreement.

"Second order, anyone who dares to enter the prison without my permission will be punished immediately as a prison robber!"

Before Si Cheng could respond, an angry sneer came from afar.

"Fan Shaoqing's tone is so arrogant, shouldn't even me be allowed in?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an elderly man wearing purple official uniform strode into the scene.

Everyone he passed along the way bowed and saluted except Fan Xin.

"See the Minister of Justice!"

"Everyone is free of charge."

The Minister of Punishment swung his sleeves and robe and came to Fan Xin with a serious face.

"Why don't you pay homage to me when you see me?"

Facing the unkind old man, Fan Xin took back his sword and handed it over.

"Fan Xin, the lower official, has met with the Minister of Punishment."

"Huh, you still know some etiquette." Seeing Fan Xin take back his sword, the Minister of Punishment's face became a little warmer, and he took out the driving post from his sleeve and said.

"I heard that you captured a monk from Hanguang Temple. You don't need to interrogate him and hand him over to our Criminal Department."

Fan Xin glanced at the driving sticker, and then returned it to the Minister of Punishment. Under the latter's angry gaze, he said: "I'm sorry, Minister Guo, this is not an ordinary case for the monks of Hanguang Temple. If you want to take away the prisoner, you must have the decree of Fengge Luantai." .”

"you!"

The Minister of Punishment was furious. He didn't expect that Fan Xin could be so arrogant and couldn't even remove the prisoner in person.

If this spreads out, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?

At this thought, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice laughed angrily and said: "Okay, okay, since you don't take me and the Ministry of Justice seriously, let Master Xue come to you in person!"

"Farewell!"