When we arrived at Linshan, it was already time!
Originally this was a desolate place, but now it was surrounded by people from the official family.
Dozens of torches were inserted on the surrounding ground, illuminating the dark ruins very brightly.
Jing Zhaoyin was there, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple was there, and even the waiter who had just assumed office in the Ministry of Punishment was there.
What's even more strange is that even Shen Changqin, Minister of Rites, is there.
Is this case linked to the Ministry of Rites
Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong got off the carriage, and those officials stepped forward to bow.
"Why is your lord here?"
It was Master Yu, Shaoqing of Dali Temple who spoke.
This person is a smiling tiger, his official accent is very mellow, and his life is very slippery.
It was originally just a small civil servant who wrote records in Dali Temple!
The road to promotion is just half a year.
sharp!
Even the Dali Siqing was a little afraid of him, for fear that this person would climb all the way up and take his position as the headmaster, and he would suffer greatly.
Therefore, the Dali Temple Minister is a master on the surface, but secretly, he pleases this Dali Temple Shaoqing who is two grades lower than himself.
Jing Rong glanced at him, didn't like this person, and asked Jing Zhaoyin instead.
"When will it be over?"
"It is estimated that it will be noon tomorrow, or the fastest, tomorrow morning."
"It's a little quicker to move. The weather has been bad recently. If the coffin gets wet, it will be difficult to handle."
"Yes."
Jing Zhaoyin turned his head and yelled at the people under his hands to hurry up.
On the side of Master Yu, his face was stiff!
Ji Yunshu stood silently beside Jing Rong, watching those people cut down the messy branches on the tomb with knives, and watched someone holding a torch to burn the broken grass more cleanly.
She shouted suddenly—
"Wait!"
A stop!
The people holding the torches shook their hands and the torches almost fell.
Everyone cast strange glances at Ji Yunshu.
This... is that Mr. Ji
Isn't she wearing a mask
That fair face really looks like a woman!
Ignoring these strange gazes, Ji Yunshu walked over calmly.
He said to the people who were holding the torches: "The body has been buried in the ground for fourteen years, and the body has long since decayed, leaving only a pile of white bones. Although human bones are relatively hard, they are also very fragile. The grass, the ground is open fire, the temperature is high, it will affect the bones in the coffin, it will be much more difficult to identify the appearance of the autopsy."
This explanation surprised everyone!
"It turns out that there is such a fine point!"
Jing Zhaoyin hurriedly asked people to remove the torches and just dig up the earth to lift the coffin.
"Fortunately, Mr. Ji reminded me, otherwise it would be bad." Jing Zhaoyin was very impressed.
The title "Mr. Ji" has already started after the disappearance case and the Qu Jiang incident.
How could such a person, Master Yu, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, stand idle
He stepped forward and flattered: "I wanted to have a few words with Mr. Ji a long time ago. It's just that Mr. is too busy, and this official is not easy to disturb. I am really lucky today."
Lucky to have your sister!
Smile and respond, don't answer!
Immediately, he turned his attention to Shen Changqin.
future brother-in-law.
"This is Lord Shen, right?"
Shen Changqin is the servant of the Ministry of Rites, and his temperament is naturally more rigorous and gentle, nodding, and bowing his hands politely: "Just right."
"I've heard for a long time that Lord Shen is a clean and honest official, and his affairs are orderly, and his appearance is also dignified, as expected."
"Mr. has won the prize, but this officer is not as good as Mr., and it is really admirable to see that Mr. investigates the case. As for the dignified appearance, it is just a skin bag."
The Ministry of Rites is the Ministry of Rites.
The way you speak and the words are different!
Ji Wanxin will marry this person in the future, and she will live happily ever after!
Ji Yunshu nodded and did not respond.
During the conversation, Jing Rong's face turned black and stinky!
The millennium vinegar jar is like this, it can be overturned no matter when and where.
Just sent Su Ziluo away, why did another Shen Changqin come
But Jing Rong was not bothered.
At this time, someone shouted: "Come out."
At a glance, a pair of coffins were dug out from the far left, and they were tied up with thick ropes and pulled up.
Everyone surrounded them, and the torches also leaned on them.
The cumbersome coffin was slowly pulled up and placed firmly on the ground.
In the air, there was a smell of rotten wood, and the smell of old Cangshu.
Ji Yunshu took two steps in front of the coffin. Everyone else was wringing their noses, but she didn't care, she tapped her fingers on the coffin a few times.
"It's made of nanmu, which is thicker and less dense. There should be no water in it."
"Density?" Jing Zhaoyin was unclear.
"For the time being, use water-soaked paper to seal the opening of the coffin lid, carry it back, and open the coffin tomorrow."
she instructed.
Jing Rong frowned: "Why do you use water-soaked paper?"
"In order to prevent the white bones inside from being polluted by the air, and carrying it back all the way at night, it will definitely be covered with moisture, so, seal it with water-soaked paper, and fight poison with poison."
What
It sounds cloudy!
Others scratched their heads and didn't understand, but Jing Rong was used to it. He listened to those strange words a lot.
According to Ji Yunshu's instructions, Jing Zhaoyin's people quickly disposed of the coffin and carried it to the empty house in the west of the city.
Immediately afterwards, several more pairs were dug up.
Time passed a little bit, and it was naturally a lot colder on the mountain in the middle of the night.
But Ji Yunshu did not dare to leave, for fear that these rough people handled the coffin improperly, causing problems inside.
Therefore, she could only stay on Linshan all night.
Of course, if she didn't go, Jing Rong wouldn't go either, and if Jing Rong didn't go, those officials didn't dare to go.
Until the next morning, all 67 coffins were dug up.
Ji Yunshu went to the house in the west of the city with the last coffin dug up.
Before that, Jing Rong gave her a hand: "Take a rest."
"I am not tired!"
"Stubborn woman."
"… "
That's how she investigates cases!
I didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights.
In the end, Jing Rong had to go with her.
The mansion on the west side of the city, called Zhuxi Garden, was only half the size of Prince Rong's mansion, but it had a very good layout.
Like the name of this house, there are bamboos and streams.
Very quiet!
Bad conditions are good!
It's just that there are 67 coffins neatly placed in the backyard, which is really infiltrating.
Ji Yunshu dismissed Jing Zhaoyin's people and said, "You don't need to come over before the portraits come out."
"Don't need help?"
"not needed for now."
"okay!"
Jing Zhao Yin bowed his hands to Jing Rong and took everyone away.
Master Yu and Shen Changqin naturally also left.
Go back to sleep!
In the spacious backyard, only Ji Yunshu, Jing Rong and his bodyguards were left.
"67 pieces, 14 years old, and they were all burned to death. If you want to draw them one by one, it will take a year."