On the wedding day, the husband's family was confiscated and exiled

Wu An: “…”

Ahem, is this something he can hear? Lord Shi is indeed a bit miserable.

Dengzhu's face turned pale and he was stunned for a few seconds.

Xie Wei put down the teacup, his eyes stained with anger, "The Imperial Master has predicted for the princess that she will be safe and worry-free for the rest of her life. Aren't you afraid of death? You actually cursed the princess in the holy land of Buddhism!"

Dengzhu suddenly felt panicky.

He explained: "I am still a young monk, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

He was careless and even forgot that the Imperial Master was now in the palace, a person revered by all monks. It seemed that this method would not work.

Shi Shuang placed her hand on the back of his hand and said leniently, "Husband, it's okay. I don't think Master Dengzhu did it on purpose. Besides, didn't we see a ghost last night? Maybe there really is an evil spirit in this temple?"

"You, you also saw a ghost?" Dengxin suddenly looked up and asked cautiously.

Shi Shuang nodded and said, "Yes, it's still a female ghost."

"His face was red, and he kept muttering 'Give me back my life' and 'My death was so unjust'. He stayed at the door for a while, and when he saw that we didn't respond, he left." Xie Wei added.

He held her gently, as if to take credit for how carefully he had observed her.

Shi Shuang held his hand and responded silently. She asked, "Why, did you see it too?"

"Look……"

"Didn't see it!"

The lamp bead interrupted the wick, then put his hands together, as if giving a warning, and also as if constantly confirming himself.

"How could there be ghosts in a Buddhist holy place?"

Unfortunately, his trembling hands betrayed the fact that he was also afraid.

Shi Shuang looked at the three people and said word by word: "If the sacred aura of this Buddhist sect has dissipated, ghosts can come and go at will. Besides, maybe the ghosts who come here are not evil ghosts, but wronged ghosts. After all, Buddha saves all living beings, and they were also human beings when they were alive, right?"

Dengzhu's hands were shaking even more violently. He kept reciting the Meditation Sutra in his mind, but the more he recited, the more panicked he became, as if there were two forces tearing and fighting against each other.

He put his hands down, took a deep breath and said.

"What you said makes sense. I will pray for the souls of these wronged ghosts."

Deng Shen spoke at the right time: "There have been a lot of things going on in the temple recently. If the prince and Lord Wu have no other instructions, we will go to meditate."

Xie Wei nodded slightly: "Thank you for your help."

The three had just left the dormitory.

Deng Zhu said, "They are not simple, unlike the drunkards and incompetent officers and soldiers before. If I am not ruthless, perhaps we will not see the sun tomorrow."

Deng clenched his fist and said in a deep voice.

"Then let's kill them tonight!"

"..."

At some point, Qingsong appeared behind him. He said suddenly, "Master, there is a donor who wants to see you."

Dengzhu never thought that there was such a donor.

After he followed Qingsong to the back room, he came out with fear on his face and his legs trembling. Fortunately, he was supported by two fellow apprentices.

His face was pale.

"It's over, it's all over now..."

Dengxin asked anxiously: "Brother, who is the donor inside? Is he more terrifying than the Regent?"

Dengzhu's fingers turned white, and he pretended to be calm and returned to the Sutra Library. His eyes were red like a devil, and he picked up the sword and rushed outside.

Stopped by two people.

"I will die with them!"

"Senior brother! Who on earth makes you so scared?!" Deng Shen hugged him tightly. Seeing his senior brother like this, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

Clang!

The sword fell to the ground. At the same time, Deng Zhu knelt on the ground, broke down and cried, saying incoherently: "He, he is here. It is King Yin's son Yin Chengming!"

"He's just the prince, no more scary than the regent." Dengxin said.

Dengzhu shook his head, fear growing in his heart. He staggered to the cellar and started drinking alone.

"You don't understand, you don't understand!"

"I'm going to destroy this place, destroy it all!"

There are fewer people in Qianzi Temple today, perhaps because the heavy snow makes it difficult to go up the mountain, and the sky is gloomy. Shi Shuang and others are sorting out the case. They have already determined who the murderer is, but if they arrest someone without evidence, according to Lord Wu, it will damage their relationship with Buddhism.

It's not good for the new emperor's reputation.

Shi Shuang held up his chin and said, "How about taking advantage of their own tactic and letting them reveal their true colors?"

Wu An was somewhat disapproving, but he couldn't think of any good solution.

"Your actions are inducements, and cannot be used as strong evidence. However, I support your approach. After all, I am not a serious official. As long as the murderer can be brought to justice, it is not a bad idea to use some means."

Xie Wei raised his eyebrows. Not bad, not bad. He didn’t make a mistake.

Shi Shuang said: "When the time comes, we will act according to the situation and quickly catch these bastards to restore peace to Qianzi Temple. Too many bad people in the temple will affect the country's destiny."

There were footsteps outside.

Gardenia's eyes lit up when she saw Xie Yan coming over holding a pregnant woman. She hurried forward to help support her.

"Be careful."

"I met her at the foot of the mountain. She wanted to commit suicide, but I brought her back." Xie Yan took the initiative to explain.

Gardenia looked him up and down, and suddenly she remembered.

"Aren't you the one who married my brother-in-law? You two seem to be in love, don't you? Why do you want to commit suicide because of your unhappiness?"

"Woo." Zhang Qing covered her face and cried when she saw her, "I am really blind."

Gardenia said: "I'll take you to see the young lady."

After entering the house, Zhang Qing realized their identities and knelt on the ground crying, "Please, help me and avenge my sister! She died so tragically!"

Shi Shuang helped the man up and said.

"We are destined to meet. If there is any injustice, please tell us. Lord Wu is here and will not let anyone suffer injustice."

Zhang Qing wiped her tears and recalled: "That day, after Yan Cong and I returned home, he started drinking for some unknown reason. I thought he might be thinking about his sister, so I let him drink. Unexpectedly, his beastly side was exposed.

I was wiping his face, and he said that he was the one who killed his sister, and that he gave her to the group of people in the temple..."

She sobbed and cried, her heart was broken.

"The next day, I questioned him and he admitted it. He seemed like a different person. He locked me up and said he would give me to the people in the temple. He said each person was worth ten taels."

Gardenia gently calmed her down and comforted her, "Don't cry, for the baby in your belly."

Suddenly, Zhang Qing seemed to go crazy. She ignored Zhizi's dissuasion and smacked her bulging belly frantically. "This is a bastard! I can't have children! I'll beat him to death!"

"Calm down!" Shi Shuang held her hand, "Even if you don't give birth, don't hurt your body!"

Yan Cong ran in, hugged Zhang Qing and said anxiously.

"I finally found you, why are you here?"

"Let me go!" Zhang Qing collapsed to the ground after hearing the devil's voice. She raised her head and pleaded pitifully.

Shi Shuang said coldly: "Let her go!"

Yan Cong frowned, his tone filled with anger and pleading, "It's you again, can you stop interfering? Qingqing is pregnant, are you in cahoots with those murderers? I've already lost a wife, I beg you, don't let me lose Qingqing again."