Dongdu Pavilion Case Record

Master Mingkong was still surprised when he saw Tang Wuyi coming with the ledger.He originally thought that Tang Wuyi was born in a military camp, so he should not be able to understand general affairs, especially finances. He didn't have such a thick account book for three to five days without clues, and he didn't want to get it back so soon.

Tang Wuyi entered the door courteously, glanced around the corner of his eyes, there was only Master Mingkong in the room, the room was not big, and it was getting dark outside, Tang Wuyi decided to interrogate Master Mingkong here temporarily.He turned around, quickly closed the door, and sat in front of Master Mingkong, looking directly at him.

"Master Ming Kong, what was the income and expenditure of the temple last year?" Tang Wuyi asked.

Master Mingkong smiled and calmly reported two numbers.

Tang Wuyi smiled slightly, and said quickly while flipping through the account book: "How much is the income of the monastery farm? What is the total number of disciples from the aristocratic families who came to practice?"

Master Mingkong was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, and reported two more numbers.

"Then, the Shaolin disciples' income from doing business accounts for [-]% of their total income, right?" Tang Wuyi said casually flipping through the ledger.

Master Ming Kong nodded and said, "Exactly."

Tang Wuyi suddenly looked up at Master Mingkong and said, "Master Mingkong, you are lying."

Master Mingkong was stunned for a moment.

"Master Ming Kong, you are in charge of the general affairs of the temple as the Shaolin Linyuan, but you have made a fake account book." Tang Wuyi stared at Ming Kong and said, "This account book was revised by you. It should be that the temple's accounts are in deficit. You So you apportioned the deficit to each entry. In order to balance the account, you had to revise the income in the temple. Unfortunately, you kept the revised account numbers, but you did not calculate each item after the revision. How much is the income and expenditure, so when I asked you whether the income from Buddhist affairs accounted for [-]%, you subconsciously said 'yes.'”

Master Mingkong's lips moved slightly.

"The legal affairs income does account for [-]%, but it can't be calculated from the account book you have revised, but the real account book before the modification can be used to calculate the [-]% figure. Master Mingxin, the real account book is yours. You will naturally know the proportion of each income and expenditure in a note. However, this fake account was temporarily changed by you. Although you memorized the numbers, it is difficult to remember the proportion of each income and expenditure in the fake account. Proportion. So, Master Mingkong, you lied. There is something wrong with this account." Tang Wuyi pushed the account book.

Ming Kong was speechless, clasped his hands together and said, "Pavilion Master Tang really lives up to his reputation."

Tang Wuyi leaned forward, showing a great sense of oppression: "Then, is Master Mingkong going to say it himself, or should I, Dongdu Pavilion, investigate?"

Master Mingkong seemed to be still hesitating, Tang Wuyi said: "If you say that you can still make up for the shortfall, I will at most inform the abbot that this matter belongs to your Shaolin internal affairs, so maybe you can just let it go; if it is our East It was found out by the Duge, you know, all the cases we investigate will be filed in the file, and it will be difficult for the master to gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes."

Master Mingkong sighed and said, "It's the poor monk who committed greed."

Master Mingkong explained that the Shaolin Temple had undergone renovations in the middle of last year, which involved a lot of money.Master Mingkong was greedy, and used the defective brick kiln for bricks and tiles without permission, and took the extra repair money as his own.Unexpectedly, at the beginning of this year, several Buddhist temples with defective bricks and tiles had problems and needed to be refurbished.Master Mingkong didn't want people in the temple to know that there was something wrong with the newly renovated Buddhist hall so soon, so he had to cover it up in many ways and re-strengthen the Buddhist hall under various pretexts.As a result, the expenditures are like running water, which is even more than the renovation funds embezzled last year.Master Mingkong complained endlessly in his heart, while making false accounts to deceive others, while raising funds from various parties to make up for the shortfall.

"As a member of the Buddhist sect, the poor monk violated the precepts of stealing and lying, and is willing to be punished." Ming Kong put his hands together and said.

Tang Wuyi said: "Master, you have violated more than these two commandments." Tang Wuyi crossed his arms.

Master Mingkong licked his lips and said, "Please speak clearly, Pavilion Master Tang."

Originally, this sentence was just Tang Wuyi defrauding him, and it was obviously guilty of not wanting Master Mingkong to lick his lips.Tang Wuyi followed his own train of thought and continued: "Master, you just mentioned that there was a deficit in the account, so you tried every means to raise funds to make up for it. May I ask Master, as a Buddhist, how do you raise money?"

Seeing that Mingkong didn't answer, Tang Wuyi continued: "Did you steal something from the temple and sell it? It's not convenient for you to do it yourself, so you have to let your disciples do it. Could it be that Xuanjing helped you do these things? Killed by you?"

"Nonsense!" Master Ming Kong shook his sleeves and said.

Seeing that he was extremely angry, Tang Wuyi stared at him frankly, and understood that the guess just now should be wrong, but it would be much easier to provoke him.

Master Mingkong said: "The poor monk has never touched anything in the temple. The poor monk has indeed hinted at the matter of raising funds in front of his disciples, but there is absolutely no meaning of persecution. It is Xuan Jing who came to say that he will definitely help the poor monk Overcome the difficulties and raised money. Unexpectedly, he disappeared and died soon after, and the poor monk didn't know anything about how he died!"

"I see." Tang Wuyi smiled slightly, "Master Xie told me."

Master Mingkong sighed heavily.

In the meditation room, Wen Tao finished copying the Kunlun family letter that Tang Wuyi gave him, feeling a little bored.He used to be used to doing everything by himself in the past, but now he seems to have to wait for Tang Wuyi to make decisions together without knowing it.

The more drums in the temple sounded again.First it was the fasting drum, and then when it was time for the watch to fall, there was a heavy blow, followed by a series of drumbeats, followed by various drumbeats.The sound of these drums is solemn and distant, carrying precepts and rules in this centuries-old temple.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Tao was awakened by the sound of the door opening.Tang Wuyi saw that he had fallen asleep lying on the table, and now he was waking up and looking at him, his eyes full of confusion, only heard Tao vaguely asked: "Tang Yue, you are back. What time is it?"

Tang Wuyi came over and sat down and said, "It's Hai hour. Why aren't you sleeping?"

Wen Tao opened his eyelids with difficulty and said, "I want to wait for you to come back and ask what Master Mingkong said."

Seeing his appearance, Tang Wuyi couldn't help laughing and said, "Go to sleep, and I'll tell you tomorrow morning. The question went pretty well."

"Oh." Wen Tao obediently went back to his room to rest, then poked his head out after entering, "You must tell me tomorrow morning."

Tang Wuyi nodded and smiled, and helped him extinguish the candle on the case.

Just as Wen Tao lay down on the bed, he was dazed and heard the sound of drumming again, one, one, one... It's so late, Wen Tao automatically turned this thought in his mind, and fell asleep as soon as he turned over.