話說濟公和趙鳳鳴二人談話，問聖僧要用甚麼妙藥治眼。濟公說：「這一雙鞋是藥引子，還要一個全單。藥味不同，我開出來，你等照方兒預備罷。」叫家人取過文房四寶來，立刻，濟公寫完，給趙二員外一看，吩咐家人照樣預備，用包袱包好。濟公叫：「趙福，扛著包袱跟我去，找藥引子去。沒有藥引子不能辦。」趙福跟著和尚出了大門，又告訴趙福幾句話，立刻趙福去了。和尚信口唱著山歌，街前行走，唱的是：
话说济公和赵凤鸣二人谈话，问圣僧要用甚么妙药治眼。济公说：「这一双鞋是药引子，还要一个全单。药味不同，我开出来，你等照方儿预备罢。」叫家人取过文房四宝来，立刻，济公写完，给赵二员外一看，吩咐家人照样预备，用包袱包好。济公叫：「赵福，扛着包袱跟我去，找药引子去。没有药引子不能办。」赵福跟着和尚出了大门，又告诉赵福几句话，立刻赵福去了。和尚信口唱着山歌，街前行走，唱的是：
Now, as Ji Gong and Zhao Fengming were talking, Zhao asked what wonderful medicine the holy monk meant to use to cure the eyes. “This pair of shoes is the guiding ingredient,” said Ji Gong. “There’s a whole list to go with it. The ingredients are all different. I’ll write them out, and you get them ready by the prescription.” He had a servant bring the Four Treasures of the Study, and in no time Ji Gong had finished writing. He showed it to Second Squire Zhao, who told the servants to get everything ready just as written and wrap it up in a bundle. “Zhao Fu,” Ji Gong called, “shoulder the bundle and come with me. We’re off to find the guiding ingredient. Without it nothing can be done.” Zhao Fu followed the monk out of the main gate. The monk told Zhao Fu a few more things, and Zhao Fu went off at once. The monk walked along the street singing a folk song off the top of his head, and this is what he sang:
得逍遙，且逍遙，逍遙之人樂陶陶。富貴自有前生定，貧窮也是你命該招。任你用機謀，難與天公繞。勸君跳出這朦朧，隨意逍遙真正好。盃中酒不空，心上愁須掃。花前月下且高歌，無憂無慮祇到老。
得逍遥，且逍遥，逍遥之人乐陶陶。富贵自有前生定，贫穷也是你命该招。任你用机谋，难与天公绕。劝君跳出这朦胧，随意逍遥真正好。杯中酒不空，心上愁须扫。花前月下且高歌，无忧无虑祇到老。
Free and easy, take it easy — the easy heart is always merry.Wealth and rank were settled in a former life;if you are poor, that too is the lot you were born to.Scheme and plot however you please,you’ll never get round Heaven.Take my advice and leap out of this fog;go free and easy as you like — that’s the good life.Let the wine cup never run dry;sweep the sorrow from your heart.Sing aloud among the flowers, under the moon,with never a care until you’re old.
濟公信口作歌，一直出了西門。祇見前面有一人，扛著包袱，往前正走，那街市上之人全都讓他說：「湯二哥，你老人家怎麼會走了？我們都不知道，也沒給你送行，有甚麼急事？」祇聽那人說：「我家來了一封急信，叫我急急回家。我回來再見罷！」眾人讓著他，他並不站住。濟公一看，心中說：「要把此人捉住，方好辦事。」想罷，隨後就追，一直出了關廂。那人不住回頭，直看和尚，和尚後面緊追。那人就把包裹放在地下，坐在包袱上，心說：「這個和尚，追我幹甚麼？我又不認識他。看他過來怎麼樣？」和尚來到近前，也就坐在地下揚著臉看著那人，目不轉睛。那人氣往上撞說：「和尚，你瞧我做甚麼？」濟公哈哈一笑，道：「你姓甚麼？」那人道：「我姓湯，你問我做甚麼？」和尚說：「你一說姓湯，我就知道你叫甚麼。」那人說：「我叫甚麼？」和尚說：「你叫湯油蠟。」那人勃然大怒，說：「和尚，你又不認識我，你為何張嘴就跟我玩笑？」賭氣拿起包袱來就走，和尚隨後就追。走了有一里之遙，和尚後面直嚷：「湯油蠟，你等等我！」湯二一想：「這個和尚真可氣，我不認識他，跟我玩笑。」
济公信口作歌，一直出了西门。祇见前面有一人，扛着包袱，往前正走，那街市上之人全都让他说：「汤二哥，你老人家怎么会走了？我们都不知道，也没给你送行，有甚么急事？」祇听那人说：「我家来了一封急信，叫我急急回家。我回来再见罢！」众人让着他，他并不站住。济公一看，心中说：「要把此人捉住，方好办事。」想罢，随后就追，一直出了关厢。那人不住回头，直看和尚，和尚后面紧追。那人就把包裹放在地下，坐在包袱上，心说：「这个和尚，追我干甚么？我又不认识他。看他过来怎么样？」和尚来到近前，也就坐在地下扬着脸看着那人，目不转睛。那人气往上撞说：「和尚，你瞧我做甚么？」济公哈哈一笑，道：「你姓甚么？」那人道：「我姓汤，你问我做甚么？」和尚说：「你一说姓汤，我就知道你叫甚么。」那人说：「我叫甚么？」和尚说：「你叫汤油蜡。」那人勃然大怒，说：「和尚，你又不认识我，你为何张嘴就跟我玩笑？」赌气拿起包袱来就走，和尚随后就追。走了有一里之遥，和尚后面直嚷：「汤油蜡，你等等我！」汤二一想：「这个和尚真可气，我不认识他，跟我玩笑。」
Ji Gong sang whatever came into his head and went straight out through the West Gate. Ahead of him he saw a man with a bundle on his shoulder, walking on, and all the people along the street were calling out to him, “Brother Tang Er, how come you’re leaving, sir? None of us knew, and we didn’t give you a send-off. Is something urgent?” The man said, “An urgent letter came from home telling me to hurry back. I’ll see you when I get back!” The people pressed him to stay, but he did not stop. Ji Gong looked, and said to himself, “I have to catch this man before I can get the job done.” With that he set off after him, all the way out through the suburb outside the gate. The man kept looking back at the monk, and the monk kept close behind him. So the man set the bundle down on the ground and sat on it. “What’s this monk chasing me for?” he thought. “I don’t even know him. Let’s see what he does when he gets here.” The monk came up close, sat down on the ground too, tipped his face up and stared at the man without blinking. The man’s temper rose. “Monk, what are you staring at me for?” Ji Gong gave a hearty laugh. “What’s your surname?” “Tang,” the man said. “What are you asking me for?” “The moment you say Tang,” said the monk, “I know your name.” “What’s my name, then?” “Your name’s Soup-Oil-Wax Tang.” The man flew into a rage. “Monk, you don’t even know me. Why open your mouth and start making fun of me?” He snatched up his bundle in a huff and walked off, and the monk went after him. They had gone about a li when the monk shouted from behind, “Soup-Oil-Wax Tang, wait for me!” “This monk is infuriating,” Tang Er thought. “I don’t know him, and he makes fun of me.”
往前走了不遠，眼前一個鎮市，有買賣舖戶，也有酒館。湯二一想：「我進酒館喝兩壺酒躲躲他，大概窮和尚他沒錢，等過去我再走，省得他直叫我湯油蠟。」想罷，進了酒舖坐下，說：「夥計，你們這裏賣甚麼酒菜？』夥計說：「我們這裏有酒，有豆腐干，賣餃子，沒別的。你要吃菜，南隔壁有賣的，我借給你一個盤子，你自己去買去。」湯二拿了個盤子說：「夥計，你給我照應著包袱。」夥計說：「不要緊，你去買去罷。」湯二拿著盤子，剛一出酒舖，見和尚一掀簾子，進了酒舖。湯二心中好後悔，說：「我要知道和尚來，我就不來了。」自己已然拿了人家的盤子，又不好不喝，就在隔壁買了一盤熟菜。進酒舖一看，和尚把包袱坐在屁股底下，湯二一看，也不問和尚。湯二問夥計：「我叫你看著包袱哪裏去了？」夥計一看，和尚那裏坐著包袱，夥計過來說：「和尚，你別坐著人家的包袱，給人家罷。」和尚說：「包袱是他的給他，我是纔撿的，祇當我又丟了。」夥計心說：「跑我們屋裏撿東西來了。」立刻把包袱給了湯二。
往前走了不远，眼前一个镇市，有买卖铺户，也有酒馆。汤二一想：「我进酒馆喝两壶酒躲躲他，大概穷和尚他没钱，等过去我再走，省得他直叫我汤油蜡。」想罢，进了酒铺坐下，说：「伙计，你们这里卖甚么酒菜？』伙计说：「我们这里有酒，有豆腐干，卖饺子，没别的。你要吃菜，南隔壁有卖的，我借给你一个盘子，你自己去买去。」汤二拿了个盘子说：「伙计，你给我照应着包袱。」伙计说：「不要紧，你去买去罢。」汤二拿着盘子，刚一出酒铺，见和尚一掀帘子，进了酒铺。汤二心中好后悔，说：「我要知道和尚来，我就不来了。」自己已然拿了人家的盘子，又不好不喝，就在隔壁买了一盘熟菜。进酒铺一看，和尚把包袱坐在屁股底下，汤二一看，也不问和尚。汤二问伙计：「我叫你看着包袱哪里去了？」伙计一看，和尚那里坐着包袱，伙计过来说：「和尚，你别坐着人家的包袱，给人家罢。」和尚说：「包袱是他的给他，我是才捡的，祇当我又丢了。」伙计心说：「跑我们屋里捡东西来了。」立刻把包袱给了汤二。
Not far ahead there was a market town, with shops and stalls and a wine house or two. “I’ll go into a wine shop and drink a couple of pots to dodge him,” Tang Er thought. “A poor monk like him probably hasn’t got any money. Once he’s gone by, I’ll go on, and he won’t keep calling me Soup-Oil-Wax Tang.” With that he went into a wine shop and sat down. “Waiter, what wine and dishes do you sell here?” “We’ve got wine and dried bean curd, and we sell dumplings,” said the waiter. “Nothing else. If you want dishes, they sell them next door to the south. I’ll lend you a plate and you can go and buy them yourself.” Tang Er took a plate. “Waiter, keep an eye on my bundle for me.” “Don’t worry,” said the waiter. “Go and buy your food.” Tang Er had only just stepped out of the wine shop with the plate when he saw the monk lift the door curtain and go in. Tang Er was full of regret. “If I’d known the monk was coming, I’d never have come in.” But he had already taken the man’s plate, and he could hardly not drink now, so he bought a plate of cooked food next door. When he came back into the wine shop, there was the monk with the bundle under his backside. Tang Er saw it but did not ask the monk. He asked the waiter, “I told you to watch my bundle. Where’s it gone?” The waiter looked: there was the monk sitting on the bundle. He came over. “Monk, don’t sit on the gentleman’s bundle. Give it back to him.” “If the bundle’s his, give it to him,” said the monk. “I only just picked it up. I’ll count it as lost again.” “Coming into our place to pick things up!” the waiter thought, and he gave the bundle to Tang Er at once.
湯二在和尚對面坐下，每人要了兩壺酒，夥計說：「有湯面餃，你們二位吃不吃？」和尚說：「吃得了。」夥計下去工夫不大，說：「湯面餃好了，你們二位要多少？」和尚說：「熱不熱？」夥計說：「剛出籠，怎麼不熱。」和尚說：「熱，我怕燙了嘴，待涼再告訴我。」湯二說：「給我來十個。」和尚見湯二要，說：「我也要十個。」夥計給端過來兩屜，每人一屜。湯二要醋蒜，還沒吃呢，和尚把餃子掰開，啐了一口痰，復反放在嘴裏嚼了吃了。湯二一瞧，說：「夥計拿開罷，我嘔心死。」夥計說：「大師父，你別鬧臟，你這麼吃，人家一嘔心，都不用吃了。」和尚說：「我就不那麼吃了，叫他吃罷。」湯二剛吃，和尚把草鞋脫下來，把熱餃子擱在鞋裏，燙得臭汗味熏人。湯二賭氣，把筷子一摔：「不吃了！」和尚把筷子也往桌上一摔，說：「你不吃了，我還要吃呢。」跑堂的過來一算帳，說：「你們二位，都是一百六十八文。」湯二帶著還有六百多錢，剛要掏錢，和尚那邊說：「唵敕令赫！」伸手掏出有六百多錢。湯二一瞧和尚掏出那串錢，心說：「是我的那串錢。」一摸懷中果然沒了。心中納悶：「我腰裏的錢，怎麼會跑到和尚腰裏去？」自己哼了一聲，和尚拿著這串錢說：「這串錢是你的罷？」湯二說：「和尚，錢可是我的，我不要了，你拿了去罷。」和尚說：「不能，錢是我撿的。方纔我一進來，見錢在地下，我撿起來。是你的，給你，我不要。」說著，把錢拿過去。湯二把錢拿起來說：「和尚，你倒是好人，你要不鬧臟，我真請你喝幾壺酒。」和尚說：「我就不鬧臟，你請我喝兩壺。」湯二說：「那有何妨，我就請你喝。」和尚說：「夥計，你給拿二十壺酒來。」夥計拿上酒來，湯二見和尚一口就是一壺，湯面餃三個一口，兩個一口。湯二一看，大概吃完了，得一吊多錢，給我六百，得拐回去一半去，湯二就說：「和尚，我可沒錢了，今天咱們別讓，你吃你給，我吃我給，同桌吃飯，各自給錢。」和尚說：「你要小氣，今天連你吃都是我給，我焉能擾你？我最實心的，我說我給你就別讓。」湯二倒覺著過不去。和尚說：「我說我給就我給，算到一處。」夥計一算，二帳歸一，兩吊二百八十。和尚說：「我給，我最實心的。你別瞧我穿的破袍子，有肉不在褶上。」湯二說：「還是我給罷。」和尚說：「你給，你就給，我是實心的。」湯二無法，委委屈屈打開包袱給了錢，自己生氣。和尚扛起湯二的包袱就走，湯二說：「和尚你吃了我的兩吊錢，你還要搶我的包袱？」和尚說：「不是，人得有人心，我不能白吃你，我給你扛著好不好？」湯二一想，和尚倒也有良心，真倒罷了，說著話，出了酒舖。
汤二在和尚对面坐下，每人要了两壶酒，伙计说：「有汤面饺，你们二位吃不吃？」和尚说：「吃得了。」伙计下去工夫不大，说：「汤面饺好了，你们二位要多少？」和尚说：「热不热？」伙计说：「刚出笼，怎么不热。」和尚说：「热，我怕烫了嘴，待凉再告诉我。」汤二说：「给我来十个。」和尚见汤二要，说：「我也要十个。」伙计给端过来两屉，每人一屉。汤二要醋蒜，还没吃呢，和尚把饺子掰开，啐了一口痰，复反放在嘴里嚼了吃了。汤二一瞧，说：「伙计拿开罢，我呕心死。」伙计说：「大师父，你别闹脏，你这么吃，人家一呕心，都不用吃了。」和尚说：「我就不那么吃了，叫他吃罢。」汤二刚吃，和尚把草鞋脱下来，把热饺子搁在鞋里，烫得臭汗味熏人。汤二赌气，把筷子一摔：「不吃了！」和尚把筷子也往桌上一摔，说：「你不吃了，我还要吃呢。」跑堂的过来一算帐，说：「你们二位，都是一百六十八文。」汤二带着还有六百多钱，刚要掏钱，和尚那边说：「唵敕令赫！」伸手掏出有六百多钱。汤二一瞧和尚掏出那串钱，心说：「是我的那串钱。」一摸怀中果然没了。心中纳闷：「我腰里的钱，怎么会跑到和尚腰里去？」自己哼了一声，和尚拿着这串钱说：「这串钱是你的罢？」汤二说：「和尚，钱可是我的，我不要了，你拿了去罢。」和尚说：「不能，钱是我捡的。方才我一进来，见钱在地下，我捡起来。是你的，给你，我不要。」说着，把钱拿过去。汤二把钱拿起来说：「和尚，你倒是好人，你要不闹脏，我真请你喝几壶酒。」和尚说：「我就不闹脏，你请我喝两壶。」汤二说：「那有何妨，我就请你喝。」和尚说：「伙计，你给拿二十壶酒来。」伙计拿上酒来，汤二见和尚一口就是一壶，汤面饺三个一口，两个一口。汤二一看，大概吃完了，得一吊多钱，给我六百，得拐回去一半去，汤二就说：「和尚，我可没钱了，今天咱们别让，你吃你给，我吃我给，同桌吃饭，各自给钱。」和尚说：「你要小气，今天连你吃都是我给，我焉能扰你？我最实心的，我说我给你就别让。」汤二倒觉着过不去。和尚说：「我说我给就我给，算到一处。」伙计一算，二帐归一，两吊二百八十。和尚说：「我给，我最实心的。你别瞧我穿的破袍子，有肉不在褶上。」汤二说：「还是我给罢。」和尚说：「你给，你就给，我是实心的。」汤二无法，委委屈屈打开包袱给了钱，自己生气。和尚扛起汤二的包袱就走，汤二说：「和尚你吃了我的两吊钱，你还要抢我的包袱？」和尚说：「不是，人得有人心，我不能白吃你，我给你扛着好不好？」汤二一想，和尚倒也有良心，真倒罢了，说着话，出了酒铺。
Tang Er sat down across from the monk, and each of them ordered two pots of wine. “We’ve got hot-water dumplings,” said the waiter. “Will you two gentlemen have some?” “Sure, I could eat some,” said the monk. Before long the waiter came back. “The dumplings are ready. How many do you two want?” “Are they hot?” said the monk. “Just out of the steamer,” said the waiter. “How could they not be hot?” “Hot? I’m afraid of burning my mouth,” said the monk. “Tell me when they’ve cooled.” “Give me ten,” said Tang Er. When the monk saw Tang Er order, he said, “I’ll have ten too.” The waiter brought over two steamer trays, one each. Tang Er asked for vinegar and garlic, and before he had eaten a bite, the monk broke a dumpling open, hawked a gob of spit into it, put it back in his mouth, chewed it up and ate it. Tang Er saw this. “Waiter, take them away. I’m sick to death.” “Reverend Master,” said the waiter, “don’t play dirty. If you eat like that, it turns people’s stomachs and nobody can eat.” “All right, I won’t eat like that,” said the monk. “Let him eat.” Tang Er had just started when the monk pulled off his straw sandal and set the hot dumplings in it, and the heat brought up a stink of sweaty foot that filled the room. Tang Er threw down his chopsticks in a temper. “I’m not eating!” The monk threw his chopsticks down on the table too. “You’re not eating, but I still want to.” The waiter came over and reckoned up the bill. “For you two gentlemen, it’s a hundred and sixty-eight coppers each.” Tang Er still had six hundred-odd coppers on him. He was just about to take out the money when the monk, over on his side, said, “Om! By command — he!” and reached in and pulled out six hundred-odd coppers. Tang Er looked at the string of cash the monk had pulled out. “That’s my string of cash,” he thought. He felt inside his coat, and sure enough it was gone. He was baffled. “How could the money at my waist have run off to the monk’s waist?” He gave a grunt. The monk held up the string of cash. “This string’s yours, isn’t it?” “Monk,” said Tang Er, “the money’s mine all right, but I don’t want it. You take it.” “Can’t do that,” said the monk. “I found this money. When I came in just now I saw it lying on the floor and picked it up. If it’s yours, you have it. I don’t want it.” With that he passed the money across. Tang Er picked it up. “Monk, you’re a good man after all. If you didn’t play so dirty, I’d really treat you to a few pots of wine.” “Then I won’t play dirty,” said the monk, “and you treat me to a couple of pots.” “Why not?” said Tang Er. “I’ll treat you.” “Waiter,” said the monk, “bring twenty pots of wine.” The waiter brought the wine, and Tang Er watched the monk down a pot at a gulp and wolf the dumplings three to a mouthful, two to a mouthful. Tang Er looked on. “By the time he’s done eating, it’ll come to a string of cash or more. He gave me back six hundred, and I’ll have to hand over half of it again.” So Tang Er said, “Monk, I’m out of money. Let’s not treat each other today. You pay for what you eat, I pay for what I eat. Same table, separate bills.” “If you’re going to be stingy,” said the monk, “then today I’ll pay even for what you ate. How could I sponge off you? I’m the most honest fellow there is. When I say I’ll pay, don’t argue.” Tang Er felt rather bad about it. “I said I’ll pay, so I’ll pay,” said the monk. “Put it all on one bill.” The waiter reckoned it up, the two bills in one: two strings and two hundred and eighty. “I’ll pay,” said the monk. “I’m the most honest fellow there is. Don’t go by my ragged robe — the meat’s not in the pleats.” “I’d better pay after all,” said Tang Er. “You pay? Then you pay,” said the monk. “I’m an honest fellow.” Tang Er had no way out. Feeling sorely hard done by, he opened his bundle and paid, fuming to himself. The monk shouldered Tang Er’s bundle and walked off. “Monk,” said Tang Er, “you’ve eaten two strings of my money, and now you’re going to rob me of my bundle too?” “No,” said the monk. “A man has to have a heart. I can’t eat at your expense for nothing. How about I carry it for you?” “The monk has a conscience after all,” Tang Er thought. “Well, fair enough.” Talking as they went, they left the wine shop.
湯二往西走，和尚往東走，湯二一回頭，說：「和尚，你怎麼往東走？」和尚說：「我是東川的，你是西川的，我跟你往西做甚麼？」湯二說：「你拿我的包袱給我。」和尚說：「你的包袱給我拿著。」湯二說：「和尚，你要搶我？」和尚說：「不但搶你，還要打你。」和尚用手一指，口唸：「唵嘛呢叭咪吽！敕令赫！」湯二打了一個冷戰，就迷糊了。和尚過去打了湯二一拳，把鼻子打破了，流出血來。和尚抹了一包袱血跡，帶著湯二往城裏走。剛到關廂，有人認得湯二，就問：「湯二哥，甚麼事？」和尚說：「你們少管，圖財害命事。」嚇得這人也不敢問了。和尚帶著湯二，一直來到昆山縣。
汤二往西走，和尚往东走，汤二一回头，说：「和尚，你怎么往东走？」和尚说：「我是东川的，你是西川的，我跟你往西做甚么？」汤二说：「你拿我的包袱给我。」和尚说：「你的包袱给我拿着。」汤二说：「和尚，你要抢我？」和尚说：「不但抢你，还要打你。」和尚用手一指，口念：「唵嘛呢叭咪吽！敕令赫！」汤二打了一个冷战，就迷糊了。和尚过去打了汤二一拳，把鼻子打破了，流出血来。和尚抹了一包袱血迹，带着汤二往城里走。刚到关厢，有人认得汤二，就问：「汤二哥，甚么事？」和尚说：「你们少管，图财害命事。」吓得这人也不敢问了。和尚带着汤二，一直来到昆山县。
Tang Er headed west and the monk headed east. Tang Er turned round. “Monk, why are you going east?” “I’m from Dongchuan and you’re from Xichuan,” said the monk. “What would I go west with you for?” “Give me my bundle,” said Tang Er. “Your bundle, I’m keeping hold of it,” said the monk. “Monk, are you robbing me?” said Tang Er. “Not only robbing you,” said the monk, “I’m going to beat you too.” The monk pointed a finger and chanted, “Om mani padme hum! By command — he!” Tang Er gave a shiver and went into a daze. The monk went over and punched him, splitting his nose so that the blood ran. The monk smeared the bundle all over with blood and led Tang Er back toward the city. Just as they reached the suburb outside the gate, someone who knew Tang Er asked, “Brother Tang Er, what’s going on?” “Keep your nose out of it,” said the monk. “It’s a case of robbery and murder.” The man was so frightened that he dared not ask any more. The monk led Tang Er straight back to the seat of Kunshan County.
到了縣衙，和尚往裏走，口中直嚷：「陰天大老爺，和尚冤枉！」旁邊有差人說：「和尚，別胡嚷，哪有陰天大老爺？」和尚說：「圖財害命，人命案。」說著往裏走，直到公堂。
到了县衙，和尚往里走，口中直嚷：「阴天大老爷，和尚冤枉！」旁边有差人说：「和尚，别胡嚷，哪有阴天大老爷？」和尚说：「图财害命，人命案。」说着往里走，直到公堂。
When they reached the county yamen, the monk went in, shouting all the way, “Your Honour of the Cloudy Sky, a monk’s been wronged!” A runner standing by said, “Monk, stop shouting nonsense. Who ever heard of an Honour of the Cloudy Sky?” “Robbery and murder,” said the monk. “A man’s been killed.” Still talking, he went in until he came to the court hall.
老爺已派人把趙氏等帶下去，見來了一個窮和尚，扛著包袱，上面污血，湯二迷迷糊糊來到公堂跪下。和尚一站，老爺說：「和尚，你見了本縣，因何不跪？可有甚麼冤枉事？可有呈狀？」濟公說：「我和尚祇因在廟中眾僧人都欺負我，我師父叫我化緣，單修一個廟。把殿宇全都蓋好了，正要開光，偏巧下了半個月的雨，又都坍塌了，又不能再化緣，我師父在這昆山縣地面有兩頃地，叫我賣了蓋廟。我帶著一個火工道，把地賣了，帶著銀子，走在半路，我那火工道他說要出恭，我和尚頭裏走。在三岔路等了有兩個時辰，見這人他背著我的包袱來了，敢情他把我火工道圖財害命了。」老爺把案桌一拍，說：「你叫甚麼名字？因何你把火工道圖財害命？」湯二纔明白過來，一瞧這是公堂之上，自己就把方纔之事，說了一遍。老爺說：「和尚，你這包袱是湯二的？」濟公說：「我也不必跟他相爭論，我和尚開個單子，他要說對了包袱的東西，我的單子不對，那是我誣告不實，老爺拿我治罪。如我的單子對了，他說不對，那是他圖財害命。」老爺一聽有理，就叫和尚寫。寫完了，呈給老爺一看，字還很好，上寫：紅綾兩匹，白布兩匹五尺，黃綾一塊，紋銀二百兩，大小三十七塊，錢兩吊，舊衣裳一身，鞋一雙釘子十六個。老爺一問湯二，焉想到由此人身上又勾出謀奪家產、暗害貞節烈婦之事。
老爷已派人把赵氏等带下去，见来了一个穷和尚，扛着包袱，上面污血，汤二迷迷糊糊来到公堂跪下。和尚一站，老爷说：「和尚，你见了本县，因何不跪？可有甚么冤枉事？可有呈状？」济公说：「我和尚祇因在庙中众僧人都欺负我，我师父叫我化缘，单修一个庙。把殿宇全都盖好了，正要开光，偏巧下了半个月的雨，又都坍塌了，又不能再化缘，我师父在这昆山县地面有两顷地，叫我卖了盖庙。我带着一个火工道，把地卖了，带着银子，走在半路，我那火工道他说要出恭，我和尚头里走。在三岔路等了有两个时辰，见这人他背着我的包袱来了，敢情他把我火工道图财害命了。」老爷把案桌一拍，说：「你叫甚么名字？因何你把火工道图财害命？」汤二才明白过来，一瞧这是公堂之上，自己就把方才之事，说了一遍。老爷说：「和尚，你这包袱是汤二的？」济公说：「我也不必跟他相争论，我和尚开个单子，他要说对了包袱的东西，我的单子不对，那是我诬告不实，老爷拿我治罪。如我的单子对了，他说不对，那是他图财害命。」老爷一听有理，就叫和尚写。写完了，呈给老爷一看，字还很好，上写：红绫两匹，白布两匹五尺，黄绫一块，纹银二百两，大小三十七块，钱两吊，旧衣裳一身，鞋一双钉子十六个。老爷一问汤二，焉想到由此人身上又勾出谋夺家产、暗害贞节烈妇之事。
His Honour had already had Madam Zhao and the others taken down. He saw a poor monk come in with a bundle on his shoulder smeared with blood, and Tang Er, still in a daze, came up into the hall and knelt. The monk stood. “Monk,” His Honour said, “you come before this magistrate, and you don’t kneel? Have you some wrong to report? Have you a written complaint?” “This monk,” said Ji Gong, “was bullied by all the other monks in the temple, so my master told me to go begging for alms and build a temple on my own. I got all the halls built and was just about to hold the consecration when, as luck would have it, it rained for half a month and the whole lot fell down again. I couldn’t go begging all over again, and my master has two qing of land here in Kunshan County, so he told me to sell it and build the temple. I took a fire-tender with me and sold the land, and we were halfway back with the silver when my fire-tender said he needed to relieve himself, so this monk went on ahead. I waited at a fork in the road for a good two double-hours, and then I saw this man come along carrying my bundle. So it turns out he’s robbed and murdered my fire-tender!” His Honour struck the bench. “What is your name? Why did you rob and murder the fire-tender?” Only now did Tang Er come to his senses. He saw that he was in a court of law, and he told what had just happened from start to finish. “Monk,” His Honour said, “so this bundle is Tang Er’s?” “There’s no need for me to argue with him,” said Ji Gong. “This monk will write out a list. If he gets what’s in the bundle right and my list is wrong, then I’ve brought a false charge, and Your Honour can punish me. If my list is right and he gets it wrong, then he’s the one who robbed and murdered.” His Honour found this reasonable and told the monk to write. When he had finished, it was handed up for His Honour to see. The writing was rather good, and it read: two bolts of red damask; two bolts and five feet of white cotton; one piece of yellow damask; two hundred taels of fine silver, in thirty-seven pieces large and small; two strings of cash; one suit of old clothes; one pair of shoes, sixteen nails. His Honour questioned Tang Er, and who would have thought that through this man yet another affair would come to light: a plot to seize a family’s property and secretly destroy a chaste and faithful widow?
要搭救趙氏玉貞，且看下回分解。
要搭救赵氏玉贞，且看下回分解。
How was Zhao Yuzhen to be saved? To learn what happened next, read the next chapter.