Chapter 252 Interrogation
Matsuura, who was leaning on the side, couldn't help but sit up and look over.

Pan Jun turned her head to look at him and smiled, "Want to see it?"

Song Pu immediately lay down and smiled weakly: "I'm just curious, what are you calculating, young lady?"

Pan Jun: "Please call me Master."

Matsuura immediately changed his words, "Master, what are you calculating?"

"This is where your Songpu family hides their treasures," Pan Yun said, "Since we are here, how can we return empty-handed?"

Matsuura was stunned and asked quickly: "Did you calculate it?"

Pan Yun: "I have some clues, but there is still a little gap. How about Matsuura-kun give me some more information?"

Song Pu immediately said: "I don't know, really, I'm still young, this time I'm here to broaden my horizons..."

Pan Yun was surprised. "Your Matsuura family's education is really unique. You use being a pirate as a training?"

Matsuura's face flushed and he retorted, "I'm not here to be a pirate. I'm here to do the Kan'ei trade."

Pan Yun: "Do you have a certificate?"

Matsuura was suddenly choked. The Kanko was now in the hands of the Shogun Ashikaga clan. How could they have it?

It is precisely because there is no such thing that they engage in smuggling and piracy.

Matsuura dared not speak.

Pan Yun sneered when he saw this, drew out his sword and crossed it across his neck, "I'll give you a chance. Tell me, where did you hide the looted things?"

Matsuura didn't expect that her expression would change so quickly, and was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that he dared to be distracted under his threat, Pan Yun tilted his sword and pressed it against his neck. The sharp blade immediately pierced his neck. Song Pu felt a sharp pain and immediately came to his senses and said, "Wait, wait a minute..."

He slowly tilted his head back, swallowed, and whispered, "I, I really don't know, but I think those things were not placed on the island, but transported back to Hirado, right?"

"Oh?" Pan Yun sneered, "Song Bei said that the things were hidden on the island, but now you say that the things were shipped back to Hirado. So, did you deceive Song Bei, or did Song Bei deceive me?"

Song Bei, who was tied and gagged, heard this and immediately started shaking his head, but unfortunately Song Pu was not familiar with him and could not understand what he meant.

I thought he was showing his loyalty to Pan Yun and proving that he was not lying.

Song Pu was afraid that Pan Jun would think he was lying, so he quickly explained, "Master, I didn't lie to you. Really, every year there are many ships transporting things to Hirado. My family has many warehouses on the seashore, all of which are used to store things."

"Of course, Kikuchi-kun probably didn't lie. He just transported the things to the island, and then someone else transported them away from the island."

Pan Yun sneered and just asked, "Where is the transit island?"

Song Pu was about to cry, "I really don't know. I just joined the family affairs. This is my first time in Daming. How could I know such a confidential matter?"

Pan Yun: "It's your first time here, and you can speak Chinese so well?"

Matsuura said as a matter of course: "My Matsuura family is the daimyo of Hirado, and the children in my family must study Confucian classics from a young age."

"Oh," Pan Yun retracted the sword and closed the scabbard, "I almost forgot that you are using Chinese characters now."

No wonder she always felt something was strange before. Why was the nautical chart drawn by the Japanese pirates full of Chinese characters?

I almost forgot that Chinese is still the main written language in countries such as Japan, Korea, and the Le Dynasty.

Pan Yun was actually very curious about them. She asked sincerely, "You have been studying Confucian classics since childhood, but you do things like smuggling and looting. Your heart and your actions are contradictory. Don't you feel the pain of separation?"

Song Pu's face flushed, thinking that Pan Yun was scolding him and insulting the Song Pu family, so he said: "Master Sanzhu, there is no need to insult me ​​in a roundabout way. If you want to kill me, just kill me directly."

After saying that, he raised his neck and waited for death.

Pan Yun: "...I have suppressed my desire to kill you and sincerely discussed academic matters with you, but you misunderstood me like this?"

Matsuura said angrily: "Is this considered a discussion of knowledge? You are clearly insulting us and thinking that we are not worthy of studying Confucian culture."

"No, no, no, this is not a question of whether or not they are worthy, but a discussion of the disconnect between the heart and behavior," Pan Yun said, "Before they became corrupt officials, corrupt officials also had great ambitions and studied for the people of the world."

"Since you have been studying Confucian classics since childhood, you should know the system of selecting officials in the Ming Dynasty. Who among the current officials in the court has not studied Confucianism and law since childhood? But there are still many people who are greedy and despicable. Don't you think this has something in common with you?"

Pan Yun became more and more excited as he spoke, and said, "I've always wanted to ask you, do you feel disconnected and guilty when you receive such education from childhood and yet do something that goes against your heart?"

"I would also like to ask, how do you balance this inner and behavioral counter-behavior? Or are you already ignorant and numb?"

Each of these words was like a loud slap in Matsuura's face, but her eyes were bright and she looked curious. She was really curious and was discussing the question with him, not trying to humiliate him.

The slap was more painful and louder.

The young Matsuura felt that it would be better to just cut his neck with the sword.

Pan Yun stared at him with sharp eyes and urged: "Hurry up and tell me, isn't it just analyzing your own heart? Is there anything you can't say?"

Matsuura asked angrily, "Don't you ever go against your conscience?"

Pan Yun tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "I may be hypocritical sometimes, but I never go against my heart."

Song Pu: "Isn't it against one's will to be false?" "Of course not," Pan Yun said, "At least not for me."

She pointed at Zhang Weiliang who was sitting not far away and said, "He is my peer. He hates me, and I hate him too. I never hide it."

"He has an uncle who is in a high position and has great power. He also hates me, and I hate him too. But when we meet, I still greet his uncle in a friendly way. This is hypocritical, but everyone knows that we hate each other, so I am not going against my will."

Miao Zhen on the side said: "Because my junior uncle will ridicule the other party in a friendly way."

"What about you?" Pan Yun asked, "How did you manage to recite 'Restrain yourself and return to propriety is benevolence. If you restrain yourself and return to propriety for one day, the world will return to benevolence' while holding a big knife to kill people and rob money?"

Matsuura suppressed his anger and said, "This is a book to read to others, something to show off, but you don't have to act accordingly."

Pan Yun: “Hypocrisy.”

Matsuura: “Confucian culture is hypocritical.”

Upon hearing this, Pan Jun swung his palm fiercely and slapped Song Pu in the face from a distance, knocking him to the ground.

Matsuura touched his face in astonishment, climbed up, and spat out a tooth.

Pan Yun said coldly: "Confucian culture is not hypocritical. Confucius, Mencius and Xunzi who talked about benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness are not hypocritical either. It is you who are hypocritical."

"You learn the doctrines they have created throughout their lives, and superficially agree with them, hoping to show your own erudition and benevolence in order to gain more benefits, because you know that people will tend to be beautiful, and this is a good character and a good culture;"

"Only if you show what you have learned will people come closer to you. Unfortunately, you are cunning and hypocritical by nature. You learn but don't use it, and you turn around and smash the bowl that you use to eat, saying that this bowl is hypocritical. Humph, it is obviously you who are extremely hypocritical."

Pan Jun snorted and said, "I am stupid too. Even if we are discussing the Dao, we should find someone who is honest and thoughtful to talk to. Why would I find an idiot like you?"

After saying that, she felt that he was wasting her time and turned away.

After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, so he came back and this time he stepped on his chest and asked, "Tell me, does your Ashikaga Shogun support the Kan'ei trade or not?"

Matsuura: "...I don't really support it."

"How many pirate groups are there that are invading the coastal areas?"

Matsuura said: "A lot, everyone works with acquaintances, a few ronin can form a team, how can I know so much?"

"You're not being honest. I'm asking about bandits with more than a hundred members. Why are you talking to me about a few small groups of ronin?"

Pan Yun pressed his chest hard, "You're bullying me because I'm young and you don't want to tell the truth, right? Zhang Weiliang, Zhang Weiqin, come here."

Zhang Weiliang and Zhang Weiqin came over confused.

Pan Yun pointed at Song Pu and said, "I'll leave this man to you. Find a way to empty his brain."

Zhang Weiliang asked, "What is it?"

"They have plundered so much property from our Ming Dynasty, shouldn't we take it back? We are going to fight a war, and we need to get all the information we need for the war."

Pan Yun counted on his fingers and told them, "There are several major pirate forces now, the areas where they are mainly active, who are the daimyo and powerful families behind them, and who are the daimyo in Japan who support the kango trade and want to eliminate bandits, and who are the daimyo who allow pirates to run rampant."

"As long as you don't let him die, you can use any means you want."

Zhang Weiliang: "Just fight, what other means do you have?"

Pan Yun looked at him and said inexplicably, "You had so many ways to deal with me before, but now that you're facing a really bad guy, you only have this one way to deal with me?"

Zhang Weiliang choked and looked at Zhang Weiqin.

Zhang Weiqin was silent for a moment and then said, "We understand."

Pan Jun patted the two men on the shoulders and said meaningfully, "This is all thanks to you."

Pan Jun was the main force in the two battles, and she has made plenty of contributions now.

But Zhang Weiliang and Zhang Weiqin were absent.

Especially since it was their original mission to block Song Bei, but Pan Yun was the main force to intercept him.

With their current level of participation, they might not be able to meet the merit requirements to return to the academy, so neither of them refused the task assigned by Pan Yun.

The two of them dragged Matsuura to the graveyard to have a friendly exchange.

Matsuura screamed in fear, "Kill me, just kill me——"

Zhang Weiliang sneered, "Want to die? That's not that easy. Do you know who I am? Pan... Sanzhu will suffer if he falls under my control. Think about it yourself. It's best if you answer whatever we ask."

There were constant screams coming from the grave. The pit had been dug and the bodies had been thrown in and buried.

Pan Yun put the calculated formula into the spiritual space, sat in front of the huge grave for a while and said: "Although you can't increase my merits, I am kind-hearted. Now that you are dead, all the grudges in your life are gone. I don't hate you anymore, and you don't hate me either."

"I am now chanting sutras to liberate you and send you back to your hometown. Go back and reincarnate. Do not stay here."

If I stay here, what if I scare the people of the Ming Dynasty?
Pan Yun clasped his hands together and silently recited the "Tai Shang Jiu Ku Jing".

(End of this chapter)