The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 32 Who is the villain?

Above the courtroom, it was very lively.

The monks of Lingyin Temple stood in a group, and the seriously injured monk Daoling was still lying on the stretcher, looking like he was dying.

Those monks who could still stand looked at the other side with angry eyes, and there stood a handsome young monk.

"You will be punished today!"

"A country bumpkin from other places, dare to be arrogant in Hangzhou?"

"Offended our Lingyin Temple, do you think you can escape?"

"It's a shame for Buddhism to have no compassion."

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The monks of Lingyin Temple seemed to feel that they had the chance to win, because they all knew that the magistrate was on the side of Lingyin Temple.

The onlookers also knew very well that many people began to worry about Dao Ran.

They didn't know who was right and who was wrong, but Dao Ran was so friendly that the onlookers didn't want to believe that Dao Ran would be the murderer who shot and hurt people.

Even though Lingyin Temple is very famous in Hangzhou, everyone still hopes that this is just a misunderstanding.

"The prefect is here!"

With this announcement, the courtroom instantly fell silent.

The monks of Lingyin Temple were looking forward to it, waiting for their strongest backstage to appear.

Daoran also woke up his spirits, the prefect of Hangzhou is his biggest opponent today.

However, when Nie Zhengyan sat in the courtroom in official uniform, the monks of Lingyin Temple and Daoran were stunned.

The monks of Lingyin Temple quickly realized that they also knew that Wei Tao was going to retire, and the person in front of him should be the new magistrate.

Nie Zhengyan slapped the gavel and said loudly, "Who is in the hall and what is wronged, please tell me quickly."

The monk of Lingyin Temple quickly knelt down and said loudly: "Reporting to the magistrate, we are monks of Lingyin Temple. We want to sue this kid for murdering and hurting others. We can only knock on Deng Wengu to redress our grievances, and ask the magistrate to make the decision for us."

"Oh, since you are beating the Dengwen drum to avenge your grievances, come on, hit fifty big boards first!" Nie Zhengyan grabbed a token and threw it on the ground resolutely.

Snapped!
The sound of the wooden token falling to the ground was so clear that everyone in the courtroom was stunned.

All the monks in Lingyin Temple were dumbfounded, never expecting the plot to unfold like this.

"Why, isn't what I said useless? Where are the yamen servants? Are you going to disobey my order?!" Nie Zhengyan rang the gavel to make the yamen servants wake up like a dream.

No matter how good Wei Tao's relationship with the monks of Lingyin Temple is, the prefect of Hangzhou has changed.The so-called three fires for a new official, no one wants this fire to burn on himself.

The water and fire sticks came out, and all the monks of Lingyin Temple were pressed to the ground.

"You're wronged, magistrate, we are the plaintiffs!"

The monks of Lingyin Temple shouted their grievances loudly.

"Shut up, don't make any noise in the courtroom. Those who beat the Dengwen drum first hit fifty big bans. This is the law of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This law is written on the drum surface. Don't you know how to read?"

According to the rules, no matter whether there is reason or not, when you knock on Deng Wengu to file a complaint, you will hit [-] boards first when you see the official.

This is to prevent people with ulterior motives from beating drums at will and disturbing the order of the court.

Hitting a person with fifty big slaps may kill him at any time, and even if he does not die, he will still be seriously injured.

Therefore, if there is not really a great grievance, most people will choose to ask a litigator to submit a complaint, and wait for the government to reply. After verification, there is indeed a grievance, and the government will arrange for a trial.

But according to the normal process, I can't wait for a reply within two months.

The Dharma Discussion Conference is just around the corner, how could Dao Ran be free for two months, so the monks of Lingyin Temple chose to beat Dengwen Drum.

As soon as the drum beats, he will go up to the hall immediately, which can save all kinds of tedious procedures.

Anyway, the magistrate is a good friend of Lingyin Temple, and he will never beat them. Naturally, this drum is not for nothing.

Unexpectedly, the prefect of Hangzhou suddenly changed people.

It's a rule to hit an officer with fifty big boards first, but Mr. Nie has to follow the rules, and no one can find fault.

The sound of crackling and screams began to echo in the courtroom.

Daoran stood by and watched all this. It was also in the courtroom, and a group of monks were being boarded. It was like going back to the night trial of Lanruo Temple.

The fifty big boards were played very quickly, and none of the monks in Lingyin Temple could stand up, and all of them could only lie on the ground and moan.

At this time, Nie Zhengyan asked: "Since you said that the defendant committed murder and wounded others, do you have evidence?"

The monks in Lingyin Temple were all beaten miserably, but most of them are warrior monks, their physical fitness is not ordinary, and they can still speak now.

Hearing that Nie Zhengyan finally asked about the case, he quickly spoke out his prepared remarks.

The content is not complicated, that is, I heard that this monk Daoran came from Jinshan Temple. Lingyin Temple, as the landlord, asked Master Daoling to greet him in order to show respect.

Unexpectedly, the little monk Daoran was not only ungrateful, but also hurt others.

"Our Uncle Dao Ling is very strong in martial arts. It was this little monk who didn't teach martial arts, and suddenly attacked us and seriously injured our uncle."

The monks of Lingyin Temple complained tearfully, as if Daoran was really heinous.

Lingyin Temple has a great reputation in Hangzhou. Even if ordinary people have not received the favor of Lingyin Temple, they have heard of their reputation.Many people thought it was reasonable when they heard it. The little monk in front of him was really narrow-minded, sinister and cunning, and he lost such a pretty face for nothing.

Daoran watched them perform quietly, without even a word of rebuttal.

Because Daoran knew very well in his heart that the performance of everyone in Lingyin Temple was a waste of effort.

As expected, Nie Zhengyan slapped the gavel and asked after listening to the monks of Lingyin Temple, "Having said so much, besides you people from Lingyin Temple, are there other witnesses? "

All the monks in Lingyin Temple were speechless.

There is no other evidence, of course.

The time is too short, there is no time to forge it, and they don't think it is necessary to be so troublesome.

In today's world, the power of officials is very great, not to mention the magistrate, as long as a small county magistrate is willing, he can easily destroy a family.

The monks of Lingyin Temple were confident that they could convict Daoran because Wei Tao, the former prefect of Hangzhou, belonged to them.With Wei Tao's help, Dao Ran can be tortured directly, or he can be imprisoned for ten days and a half months, and then released after the Law Conference, which is considered to have achieved his goal.

But now, it's completely reversed.

Seeing that all the monks in Lingyin Temple were silent, Nie Zhengyan said, "Only based on your Lingyin Temple's one-sided words, how do you ask me to convict you? Now, I pronounce the verdict. Because of insufficient evidence, the defendant is acquitted. If the plaintiff refuses to accept, Wait until you get the evidence before filing a complaint. Get out of court!"

"mighty!"

The yamen servants issued a majestic and long voice, announcing the end of this lawsuit.

The onlookers watched the excitement, and the monks in Lingyin Temple were beaten, and what should have been a vigorous lawsuit ended anticlimactically.

Dao Ran felt a little dumbfounded.

At first, I was a little worried that the prefect of Hangzhou would be sidelined, so I had no choice but to convince others with "reason".But who would have thought that the referee suddenly changed.

Who is the villain colluding with officials and bandits?
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ps: I'm sorry, sorry, I drank two more glasses on my birthday, accidentally overslept, and I'm only updating now, I'm really sorry.

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