Grandpa is such a bunny

With nothing else to do, he wanted to talk to the monk next to him, "Zhu Hong is not considered a human being, what he says is like... cough, it's the same as that, don't take it to heart."

Qian Fan fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand, "The poor monk knows, it's just a pity for Miss Ying Nuo."

"Would you mind telling me about her?" Tubo threw away the leaves, patted the broken leaves on his sleeves, and walked side by side with him, looking far away at the gray city wall standing under the clear sky.

Qian Fan's fingers stopped, and there was a distant stillness in his eyes, "She was so hurt that she couldn't even swallow the soup, but as long as the medicine was put on her lips, she would drink it all with blood foam."

When I first saw her, the little monk in the Buddhist temple was frightened and cried several times. She was almost out of shape, and her whole body was covered with horrible scorched black blood scars. The skin on her body seemed to peel off to reveal her pale flesh and bones.

Qian Fan noticed that she was still breathing, so he took her back and used a hollow straw to ferry the medicine.She is more painful to live than to be dead. I am afraid that no one can bear this kind of torture. Some pilgrims in the temple even advised them to let it go and give her relief, but she stubbornly struggled with weak breathing, survive.

She has a nice name, Ying Nuo, which she told Qian Fan when she was finally able to speak vaguely after swallowing seven days of blood foam and medicinal juice.Her voice had already been spoiled, and she lay on Qian Fan's hand dumbfounded, and said to Qian Fan in a bloody voice that she had been lingering for a few days to tell them that the evil spirits are still in the world.

Qian Fan, "I promised her that I would find that person and prevent him from hurting other people. That's when she finally gave up and closed her eyes in my arms."

His handsome brows were frowned, and he looked at Tubo slightly sideways, "For these few words, she endured the pain that ordinary people can't match. , such a person, God treats her too cruelly."

He seemed to feel Yin Nuo's pain as he spoke, with a deep ravine between his brows, Tubo thought of Yun Niang who lived with human skin in the dark thatched cottage, and the hands that were shrunk in the cuffs tightened suddenly, Anger welled up in his chest.

Tu Bai resisted the urge to rush back and chop Zhu Hong up right now, and calmed down for a while, before finally sighing slowly, "Good girl."

Qian Fan clasped his palms together and recited a Buddhist saying.

When the two returned, the imperial envoy from Wangcheng also came to Luo'an City with the emperor's order.

There are two imperial edicts. One is to order Du Yun, the magistrate of Luo'an City, to take full responsibility for the case of Fengyang Mountain bandits and Zhu Hong's young master, and to enforce the law impartially without favoritism. The Jinming Buddhist Temple was built with a compassionate heart, enshrining the Buddha, and praying for good weather and happiness for the people.

After the imperial envoy left, Du Yun's legs trembled excitedly at the two imperial decrees.

Tubo said, "Guess what makes him happy."

He turned around and booed at Qian Fan, and raised his chin at Sun Xiao.

Sun Xiaodao, "Naturally, he can eradicate the wicked with his own hands, and return justice to the common people and Yunniang."

The master snorted coldly, and squatted on the edge of the vegetable garden in the yard to catch pests, the snort was very disdainful.

Tubo walked up to Du Yun's side and grabbed his neck, "My lord, the imperial envoys are gone, you can laugh if you want."

Du Yun's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes burst into strange colors, bright and dazzling, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't believe it with the imperial decree, "Old Tu, we are rich, we are rich, you know that the emperor wants to build Jinming Temple How much was allocated, ha—”

Sun Xiao pouted and tugged at Du Yun's sleeves, feeling that he had lost both his small face and Brother Tu's handsome face, so he took Du Yun's arm and led him into the room, whispering, "My lord, Zen Master It's still there, pay attention..."

If you want to be greedy, don't be so obvious.

Really poor, Tubo looked at Du Yun's trembling and hopeless back, couldn't straighten his back from laughing, and explained to Qianfan while laughing, "Haha, don't be angry, he doesn't dare to be greedy, just his courage , smaller than the guts of a rabbit."

How could a brave person risk his life to sue the emperor's relatives? Qian Fan had figured out the temperament of Du Yun Tubo and others after a few days. Hearing them laughing and cursing against Taiwan, they had good intentions and lived freely and calmly. Smiling and shaking his head, seeing Tubole's beaming eyebrows, he also dyed his brows with a smile.

Two days later, the case of the bandits in Fengyang Mountain was finally opened.Before that, for two nights in a row, the swords and swords in the yamen disturbed a group of people, and no one could sleep well.Zhu Laohou was ordered by the emperor to be placed under house arrest in Wangcheng, but how could he let his own life die here, and sent killers one after another to try to rob the prison.

Everyone in the yamen had already prepared countermeasures. Before the court session, the dungeon was sealed so that not even a fly could fly in.

Tu Bai moved a stool and put it in front of the cell door, and sat there boldly, with a basket of washed carrots at his feet, as if he was daring to rescue someone, he stepped on his grandfather Tu Bai.

In the yamen, there was a rumbling noise, and no one fell asleep. Qian Fan held the Buddhist beads and looked at the man in black who killed him in the dark.

"Don't come over." Tubo knocked on the door of one person with the handle of a knife, blocked the blood sprayed out by his back, ran over quickly, held the chair in one hand, and pulled Qian Fan to the corner of the wall with the other. He pushed the person into a chair and sat down.

"Wait here, don't let the blood spray on you."

"The poor monk can help you."

Tubo wiped off the blood on his cheeks, his black eyes were as dazzling as stars, he knelt down on one knee and straightened Qianfan's robe, "Gods and Buddhas don't kill, just wait here, in case you get hurt Well, I'll-"

He paused, "Anyway, just wait."

After speaking, he stood up and rushed into the fight holding the handle of the knife.

The moment he left, a head of black hair caressed Qian Fan's cheek, as soft as a feather, scratching his face, making him unconscious for a while.

The night wind whizzed through the woods, and the silver moonlight cast shadows of knives. No one in the Luo'an city yamen was a wimp, from the policeman to the adult. After two days of stubborn resistance, the Zhu family's killer did not step into the dungeon.

On the day when the Fengyangshan bandit case was opened, Tubo led people to wash away the blood in front of the dungeon overnight, so that the people could see the filth at dawn.

The rooster crows, and the sky is bright.

After Qian Fan's morning class ended, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the man rushing over waving a broom, threw his bloody robe on the ground, hurriedly changed into a clean one, and said, "I asked Xiao Sun to bring you food, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Picture the benefactor." Qian Fan walked two steps quickly, "What the benefactor wants to do, it is better for the poor monk to do it for him."

He didn't sleep for two nights, how could this person be so lively.

Tubo’s eyes were a little dark, but he was in good spirits, “It’s okay, it’s okay, the Zen master is going to eat first, you don’t have to wait for Tubo.” After finishing speaking, he waved vigorously to him, and ran into the thin mist that hadn’t dissipated in the morning bingo.

Qian Fan frowned watching him leave.

Bandits in Fengyang Mountain were a major case. As soon as the time came, many common people gathered in front of the yamen to discuss it. Mr. Du was dressed in official robes, majestic and upright. He was asked to spend money to repair it, and the police went to persuade him again and again, until the bandit was tied up and brought to court by Wuhua Da, he immediately straightened his back, and his insightful eyes contained a look of calm and prestige. shrewd.

"Come on, let's go." Tubo's voice came from behind the crowd.

Qian Fan turned his head to look, and saw that the noisy crowd automatically divided into two ends, revealing a small path for people to pass through. He couldn't figure out where the person went was leading a donkey into the Yamen.

A thin and emaciated woman was sitting on the donkey, and she was carefully holding a baby less than a hundred days old in her arms.

Qian Fan knew that this woman was Yun Niang who was murdered by Zhu Hong and her husband was humiliated.

"Come on, make way for women and children." Qian Fan glanced through the crowd and saw Tubo holding the donkey whip in his hand. He motioned to him, nodded, and led Yunniang to order witnesses in Du Yun. walked in.

With the sound of the gavel, all the noise and commotion fell silent.

Du Yun said solemnly, "Bring witnesses to the court."

Outside the hall, Tubo wrapped a small quilt for the baby in Yunniang's arms, "Go, don't be afraid, the adults will not make things difficult for you."

Yunniang looked up at him, the infant snorted, she patted lightly, and whispered, "My lord, do you like this child?"

Tubo touched the baby's smooth face with his fingertips, "I like it, Cheng'er will be very happy to have a younger brother."

Yunniang's fingers suddenly tightened her grip on the swaddle.

Cheng'er was her and her husband's only child, but she was killed by Zhu Hong together. She cut her skin and gouged out her flesh, and died on Fengyang Mountain.

But this child was the evil son she had been humiliated by Zhu Hongling.

Yunniang had tears in her eyes.

Tu Bo said, "Go, brother Wang and Cheng'er won't blame you, you have done enough to avenge them."

All the arresters in the yamen let out a majestic "mighty" sound. Yunniang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, pushed her hair behind her ears, saluted Tubo, hugged the baby tightly in her arms, and straightened her shoulders Back, put up the skirt and step into the courtroom.

When the bandits in Fengyang Mountain saw Yun Niang, they all showed fierce and angry expressions. They thought that the common people would not dare to testify because of his intimidation, but unexpectedly it was the little lady who stood up last time.

Zhu Hong was the most tightly bound by the five flowers, lying on the ground like a worm, with a sarcastic and mocking smile, "Do you think you can interrogate Lord Ben, tell you, sooner or later, this Lord will make you unable to eat. You bitch, It's a pity that you weren't stripped."

He squirmed while talking, and just tried to stand up, when his knees softened and he fell back on his stomach with his buttocks pouted.

Before going to the court, in order to prevent the bandits from rioting, Tubo specifically asked the guards to starve them for two or three days. Now it seems that it is quite effective. A group of dogs have no energy except staring and cursing.

Du Yun patted the gavel, and the courtroom fell silent. He said in a solemn voice, "Who is kneeling in the hall, what is the matter, and who is the accusation..."

People from half of the city came to gather in front of the yamen to pay attention to the trial results of the case. Tubo asked Sun Xiao to bring a few people to watch the people outside and prevent the stampede from happening.

Qian Fanben was listening in the inner hall, accidentally glanced at him, saw him, thought for a while and followed him.

In the small street outside the back door, there are usually old people basking in the sun in twos and threes and children frolicking all over the street. At this time, people are attracted to the Yamen, and this place looks extraordinarily clean.

"Aren't you going to wait for the result?"

Hearing the sound, Tubo turned his head, gnawed half a carrot in his mouth, "There is nothing to wait for, Lao Du will not let the people down." He squinted at the monk in robes standing under the willow tree, and explained a little, "I can't understand how those people dare to make faces that they dare not admit."

He was still listening in the courtroom before, but after two or three beatings of the criminals happened, Mr. Du was afraid that others would think that they were tortured as a trick, so he asked Tubo to wait outside the courtroom.

Tubo squatted on the side of the road, gnawed carrots, saw Qianfan's slanted shadow imprinted on him, Tubai was secretly proud, as if he had touched someone's little hand, and he curled his lips and muttered, "I Little grumpy."

Qian Fan lowered his eyebrows and looked at the top of Tubo's hair pleasingly, thinking that this man was very interesting.

"Did you say I wish the old master would let it go?" Tubo gnawed half of the carrot, and a palm-sized little white rabbit emerged from the green grass by the roadside. It stood up on its hind legs, and smelled the fruit and vegetables in his hand with its long ears. .

Qian Fan, "No."

Tubo said, "I think so too", beckoning to the little white rabbit.

Qian Fan just wanted to say, "Rabbits are timid, I'm afraid they won't be able to recruit them." ’ Before he could say anything, the little rabbit’s long pink ears trembled, and it ran over, grabbed the carrot in Tubo’s hand, shook its furry round tail, swished its little butt, and ran back to the place. Just got out of place.

Seeing Tubo looking there, Qianfan asked, "Like it?"

Tubo came back to his senses, wrinkled his nose and shook his head, "I don't like it." He paused, with a big smile on his face, clapped his hands and stood up, "I really don't like it."

Qian Fan was puzzled, with a look of duplicity, "Huh?"

Tubo sighed, "Because it's so cute."

Behind him, Sun Xiao, who had just run over, heard these words, his soles of his feet stagnated, and he almost fell on his back. Seeing Tu Bai's complexion.

"What's wrong?" Tubo turned back.

Sun Xiao quickly shook his head and said, "The case is over, Zhu Hong has admitted it."

Tubo was surprised, "So fast?"

Sun Xiao, "Yeah." He cleared his throat, imitating Zhu Hong's indomitable expression, "He just said, 'I killed her, and I raped her, isn't she just a pariah? So what, even if Lord Ben Hou admits it, do you think you, a magistrate, can convict Ben Hou?"

Tubo laughed, "Okay, when we get to the execution ground, let's give the young master a surprise of losing his head."