Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 300 Mingjing is missing, check!

Master Hui Ding fell into a long silence, Su Rao and Gu Cheng looked at each other, no one spoke to urge.

After a while, his voice was as faint as the wind: "It should be seven days ago, he came to deliver dinner to the younger brother that night, and I haven't seen him in the morning class the next day."

"The master said to come...Could it be that you were there at that time?"

Su Rao keenly caught the message in his words.

Hui Ding nodded, "That night when I realized Zen with my junior brother, we had dinner together..."

Speaking of this, his body changed slightly, and he looked at Su Rao, with some horror in his eyes, but he quickly shook his head again, with a little worry on his face unconsciously.

Su Rao said, "Master, what did you think of?"

Hui Ding hesitated again and again, looked at the other people around, and whispered to Su Rao: "That night when I talked about the past with my junior brother, he mentioned the family members, and it happened that Ming Jing came to deliver the meal..."

He felt uneasy, "Could he have heard something, so the talent disappeared..."

Suddenly hearing that the uncle who has been with him for many years is actually a prisoner of the imperial court, no one can accept it for a while.

But that's not what Huiding is worried about.

What he was most worried about was, "Mingjing's child also lost his parents in the flood, and ended up living in the temple. He was still young at that time, so I don't know how many things he can remember..."

"Master, have you asked someone to find him?"

When Su Rao heard this, her heart sank a little. Ming Jing disappeared, and Hui Zhi committed suicide. Both of them were related to the flood in the ninth year of Qianding.

And the letter that Fu Rong handed over, which was left by He Gongze in Mei Mei's room, involved the truth of the Cheng family's downfall between the lines.

Everything that happened in front of my eyes seemed to be connected in the dark.

Surrounding the case of the Ninglanxia Dam bursting!
"I looked for it. The little monk who lived with him said that he went out before dawn. It seems that he was unwell. He went to dig some herbs and went down the mountain... Later, the junior brother had an accident, and the temple didn't pay attention to Mingjing anymore... ..."

After Master Huiding finished speaking, seeing Su Rao remained silent, he hurriedly said: "Why don't the poor monk go back to the temple now and organize people to find it quickly."

Just play for fun, I'm afraid something will happen.

"fair enough."

Su Rao glanced at Gu Cheng, "Master Gu, can you send some brothers to look for it together? I'm afraid there are not enough manpower in the temple."

"can."

This was his errand, Gu Cheng readily agreed, turned around and counted the people, leaving the coffin and Master Hui Ding standing in place.

Su Rao swept towards the coffin, "Master Huizhi's body will stay here first, and I will let someone take care of it. Thank you masters and Yin Xuewei for riding back together, so the speed will be faster."

"The donor will arrange it."

Hui Ding and the others had no objection, they dragged the cart and brought the corpse with them when they came, and their footsteps were slower, and it would save a lot of time to go back on a fast horse.

"Clear him, nothing will happen to him, right?"

"Earlier, I felt strange. He has always been timid and rarely goes out alone. Even if he goes out, he will come back soon. Why did he take so long this time?"

"This year is really an eventful year. It has only been a long time since the abbot passed away, and Master Huizhi also passed away. Only Master Huiding is left in Hui's generation."

A few young monks gathered around and whispered.

Both Hui Ding and Su Rao heard it, but neither of them started to stop. Su Rao thought for a while and said in a low voice: "Master, I would like to express my condolences."

Hui Dingqing's face has lost a lot of weight and he can clearly see the outline of the bones. Hearing the words, he smiled lightly, "All the old people are gone. This is the destiny. The destiny cannot be violated. The poor monk can only read two more scriptures for them to save the souls of the dead. .”

"It's just...Hui Zhi couldn't wait until that day..."

"That night he was still saying that after the injustice of the Cheng family came to light, he must go to the place where the bones of his father and brother were buried and kowtow to make up for the regrets of the past."

"It's a pity that he died in regret."

Looking at the thin coffin, Su Rao recalled meeting Hui Zhi in the ancient Buddhist temple, his sickly appearance and bent back, he looked like an old man over seventy years old.

He had been burdened with the murder of the Cheng family and lived with innocence for the past few years. He must have suffered day and night and exhausted his blood and tears.

That's why I boiled myself into this look that was about to run out of fuel.

"The case of the Cheng family will be investigated."

She murmured in a low voice, as if talking to herself, but also as if she was speaking to them.

Not long after, Yinxuewei rode away with Master Huiding and others, Su Rao found someone to find an empty yard behind the post house, and placed the coffin there.

After finishing everything, he returned to the yard full of thoughts.

The Shizi had intermittent fever, and the medicine he fed seemed to have no effect at all, and the situation took a turn for the worse. Zhu Yan and Qi Chi stayed at the door for twelve hours, not even daring to close their eyes, and they were flushed from the heat.

"Go to sleep, I will watch over tonight."

Su Rao chases away directly.

Zhu Yan and Qi Chi looked at each other, "How can this work, girl, you have been exhausted these days, you are very tired, we should watch over, you go to sleep."

"We take turns to rest in order to take good care of the patient, otherwise both of you will fall down, so why don't you point me to take care of it alone?"

Su Rao turned her head, pressed the corner of the quilt for the son, and said decisively: "Don't talk nonsense, go quickly."

Zhu Yan wanted to say something, but was grabbed by Qi Chi and dragged out.

Qichi's voice came from the yard, "Young lady is right, if you don't waste time talking, it's better to take the time to rest..."

"I'm afraid the girl won't be able to take care of her alone."

Zhu Yan poked his neck and looked back as he walked.

"Young master's current appearance, just let him sleep well, one person is enough, if you are really worried, come and replace her in the middle of the night."

"OK then."

The sound was silent, surrounded by lush trees and towering white walls.

The sky was gloomy and there was no light to be seen, and even the house was a little dark.

After a simple two sips of porridge for dinner, Su Rao turned on the charcoal fire more vigorously, and the warm light shone on the wall, stretching her shadow for a long time.

She brought a low stool and sat by the bed, with a thin blanket on her knees, casually flipping through the news from Cao De'an while warming herself by the fire.

In this post house, except for her, the rest are military generals, Zhu Yan and Qi Chi are not good at handling these sundries, after Shizi fell ill, these fell on her shoulders.

The affairs in Shengjing's side supported the sick body and had already been dealt with properly.

The rest are the handling of the criminals and follow-up issues, not serious, but very cumbersome.

The lights were dim, and Su Rao felt her eyes sore after watching it for a while, so she had to stop and raised her hand to press the center of her brows.

"You have to ask for instructions on trivial matters, who is the parent officer!"

Su Rao couldn't help but sighed.

After reading this, she finally understood why Shizi usually sleeps later than dogs and wakes up earlier than chickens. According to this workload, how can he finish it without lighting a lamp and cooking oil?

Thinking of this, she frowned and looked at the bed...

(End of this chapter)