The members of the Wang clan were very angry when they heard such arrogant words, and they turned their heads to reprimand them. When they saw the identity of the person, they all felt weak and just knelt down and kowtowed.
The person who came was the frightening King Si Zhao, Feng Huan, who was dressed in Chinese clothes and rode a tall horse, surrounded by dozens of Black Banner Army soldiers. All of them were tall, mighty and imposing, not comparable to those yamen servants.
Fu Yin hurriedly stepped forward to salute, secretly complaining in his heart, why did he provoke this King Yama. It is not an easy person to be the governor of the capital, but he is nothing in front of King Si Zhao. Other officials or the sons of nobles would give him some face as the governor, but Feng Huan always did his own thing, not to mention him as the governor, even in front of the officials, he always looked rebellious. Not only did the officials not blame, but they appreciated it very much. They felt that this was the royal air. If anyone dared to advise Feng Huan to misbehave, even if the officials didn't say anything at the time, they would use the excuse to demote this person to a barbarian place.
Feng Huan flipped off his horse, flung his cloak back, and snorted coldly: "Human life is at stake, and I can't decide this matter, even if this official doesn't do it!"
Fu Yin was sweating profusely, and his heart was beating faster than usual, "This is really..."
Feng Huan didn't listen to his explanation, walked directly to the grave, looked at Wu, "Is it the official you sued?"
Mrs. Wu hurriedly saluted, although she was afraid of Feng Huan, she didn't back down, "Yes, it was done by women."
At this time, several clan elders of the Wang clan condemned one after another, begging Feng Huan to let the dead man rest in peace. Although they were afraid of King Si Zhao, they would not compromise so easily. This is related to the family's feng shui customs, and they cannot back down even in front of officials.
Feng Huan ignored them, and glanced at those people indifferently, and the field suddenly became quiet, "If nothing can be found, the Wang clan has the right to deal with you, a troublesome woman, is there any doubt?"
Wu knelt down, "The woman is willing to bear all the consequences alone."
Feng Huan nodded, ignoring the wailing of the Wang clan, he waved his hand, "Open the grave and open the coffin!"
The members of the Wang Clan cried and howled when they heard it. At this time, those Black Banner soldiers who were full of evil spirits drew their swords together and made a terrifying sound. There was a sudden silence. Everyone knelt down and bowed their heads, daring not to make any more noise.
Although Dayou's law stipulates that the emperor's crime is the same as that of the common people, but the powerful people can always show mercy outside the law. At worst, they can come back after being exiled to other places for a few years. Lost their lives and their families were destroyed.
In the face of absolute power, customs and feng shui are no longer an issue, and no one dares to use their lives to express their will.
The yamen servants dug with tools, and under the supervision of a group of soldiers full of evil spirits, they dug out the coffin in a short time. Although it has been three years since the coffin was finished, it has not been damaged in any way, except that the soil is still brand new.
The moment Wu saw the coffin being carried out, she finally couldn't help crying, kowtowed and burned paper in front of the coffin, "Husband, forgive Madam Hui for disturbing your peace, Madam Hui also doesn't want you to die for no reason."
Zhuang Zhong also knelt down with Wu Shi, and accompanied her to burn the paper. The Lu family's identities are sensitive, especially Lu Balang, so Wu did not let them accompany her, but only asked Zhuang Zhong to accompany her. He also asked Zhuang Zhong to dress up as a servant, trying to hide his identity as much as possible, so as not to find out anything that would damage his reputation.
Feng Huan sat on a mahogany armchair, drinking tea leisurely, and someone fanned him with an umbrella. If someone didn't know the inside story, he would think that he was here to enjoy the cool scenery.
Hou Shu whispered in Feng Huan's ear: "This is too coincidental, why did I see this little monk again. Could it be that this kid purposely wandered around in front of you, Boss, and wanted to recommend himself as a pillow?"
Feng Huan grabbed a handful of melons and fruits from the table and threw them on Hou Shu's face, clapped his hands and stood up, "Do you think this king is not impeached enough for such a serious scene with these fancy things?"
Hou Shu curled his lips, since when did King Si Zhao fear impeachment? Besides, when they went around killing bandits before, didn't this master just like this tone, pretending to make people's teeth itch but he couldn't do anything about it.
Feng Huan walked to the place where the coffin was placed three zhang away, parallel to the solemnity. Zhuang Zhong didn't see him, his eyes were fixed on the movement of the guy, and he was very anxious.
Seeing that King Sizhao came to check, Fu Yin didn't dare to take it lightly, and ordered him to conduct a very serious and careful autopsy. Don't let anything go wrong, and his life will be at stake. Wu Zuo's heart trembled, wishing that his eyes would grow on those bones.
Although Mrs. Wu asked Solemn to inspect the corpse, she also told him not to be a pretentious bird at first, it would be the best if the clerk found by the Fu Yin could see what was the best, and if he couldn't do it, it wouldn't be too late. If it is not a last resort, Wu still hopes that Zhuang Zhong will not do such a thing, so as not to hinder his official career in the future.
Originally, Zhuang Zhong also hoped that the work here would find out something, although he always knew that Dayou's work was not professional, after all, any kind of executioner or pig butcher could be a job concurrently, he had to wonder how much thought these work were devoted to studying in this work. Moreover, forensic medicine has always been a very complicated subject, not only limited by the science and technology, medicine, etc. at that time, but also the professional level and experience of forensic medicine, which also greatly affected the identification results. But thinking that Dayou is so prosperous, and it is similar to the Song Dynasty in the past, and this is also a lot of talents at the feet of the emperor, the technical level of this work should be pretty good.
But when Zhuang Zhong saw this series of actions, he was completely disappointed. Dayou's autopsy level was far inferior to that of Song. Without any defensive measures, and without any pre-arrangement work, just go straight to it, but even the bones have not been taken out, and there is no bright light. Just look at it like this, and you can see what is the ghost!
Zhuang Zhong finally couldn't help but say, "Although it's sunny today, the coffin is so deep, how can we see it clearly?"
Wu Zuo was so nervous that his hands were shaking under the gaze of King Si Zhao, but when he heard such a sentence, half of his body softened. How could he not know this truth? It's not that he didn't want to act so boldly in front of King Si Zhao, so he could only make do with it. Wu Zuo saw that King Si Zhao's complexion was not good, as if he was dissatisfied with him, his eyes turned and he scolded angrily: "Where did you come from, the old man still needs you to teach me how to do things? The corpse must be inspected before moving again."
This was not wrong, Zhuang Zhong didn't try to argue with him, seeing that he was about to carry out the bones, he hurriedly stopped him. "Wait!"
Now even Fu Yin became impatient, "You kid, don't interrupt me."
Sombrely bowing his hands, "My lord, Uncle Wang has been sleeping here for three years, and he will not disturb his peace unless it is absolutely necessary. It's just that there are so many people here now, and I think he doesn't want so many people to see him after death. Sir, please surround this place, don’t look around here if there are no one else.”
Wu Shi also said: "My lord, please save my husband the last bit of face."
Fu Yin subconsciously looked at Feng Huan, Feng Huan waved his hand expressionlessly, and the Black Banner Army retreated dozens of steps. Seeing that King Sizhao was like this, the members of the Wang clan left with interest, leaving only a few respected clan elders and Wang Gui present.
After everything was done, Wu Zuo wanted to carry the bones out again, but when Zhuang Zhong saw his actions were so rude, he stopped without thinking. It's been 40 years since the work, and even the best temper was interrupted by Zhuang Zhong so repeatedly, and he became angry, "What the hell are you doing!"
Zhuang Zhong also knew that his behavior was inappropriate, but out of the responsibility of a forensic doctor, he really couldn't see the behavior of destroying the bones, which would seriously mislead the judgment made later.
"Can you let me carry Uncle Wang out? You watch from the sidelines, and if there is anything wrong, just say so."
This is not a good job, so Wu Zuo agreed. Who knew that this kid had a lot of farts, it can be seen that King Si Zhao had no objection, so he could only bear it and not get angry.
Zhuang Zhuang lit the herb and saponins in front of the coffin, and took out the gloves and mask from the backpack and put them on. To cover up, the rubber gloves were covered with white cloth gloves made by the Wu Gang.
Zhuang Zhong inspected the bones first, the soft tissue on the surface of the body had decayed and disappeared, and there were no obvious scars on the surface, so he carefully moved the bones to the side on the straw mat and put them away.
Wu Zuo was no longer afraid of King Si Zhao after such a toss, and even such a presumptuous and troublesome little son King Si Zhao was not angered, so he shouldn't be as vicious as rumored. Wu Zuo looked through the inspection carefully, observing bit by bit very attentively, and shook his head after about a quarter of an hour, "I didn't find anything unusual. According to what the Wu and Wang clans said earlier, the old man feels that it is true that he died of illness."
When Wang Gui heard this, he pointed at Mrs. Wu and yelled, "Look, Wu Zuo said the same thing, sister-in-law, don't be suspicious all day long. We are all very sad that elder brother died so suddenly, but you can't wrong a good person because of your wild thinking. I was right next to my elder brother that night, are you questioning what I did?"
"It's so noisy, shut up!" King Si Zhao, who hadn't said anything, suddenly went into a rage, which shocked Wang Gui, and then he remembered that there was a more difficult master here, and he knelt down and begged for mercy.
Hou Shu summoned two black cavalrymen to drag Wang Gui down, seeing this, the other clan elders dared not say a word. I couldn't understand why I provoked this little Hades. Could it be the way the Lu family followed? But King Sizhao was not close to anyone, not to mention, how could such a trivial matter be able to please this big Buddha.
"You, go and have a look." Feng Huan pointed at Zhuang Zhuang.
Zhuang Zhuang, who had been on the verge of moving for a long time, was dumbfounded when he heard this, and the others also looked incredible.
Fu Yin said: "My lord, human life is greater than the sky, so it is not a joke. How can a layman do an autopsy and find out anything?"
Feng Huan raised his eyebrows, "I can do it if I say so."
Hearing this, Fu Yin didn't dare to say anything, Zhuang Zhong was even more surprised how King Si Zhao knew that he would conduct an autopsy? Could it be that the word Wu Zuo is printed on his head? But why other people don't know.
Seeing that Zhuang Zhong didn't move for a long time, Feng Huan directly swept his ass with the whip in his hand, and said impatiently: "Hurry up!"
Only then did Zhuang Zhong come to his senses, suppressing these doubts in his heart, and ran to Wang Fu's bones to examine carefully.
Zhuang Zhong began to examine the skull first, stripped Wang Fushang's hair and set it aside, and washed the skull with the clean water prepared before.
This scene made many people dizzy. It is really creepy for a fair and clean boy to swing his skull so dexterously... and even wash it with clean water.
Wu's heart couldn't bear it, but she bit the bullet and watched. If there was anything strange about her, the solemnity would not be able to continue.
Dayou's postmortem study is backward, not because the people here are stupid, but because of customs. It is very unlucky to touch the bones of the dead, and you have to be cautious even when moving the grave, let alone doing an autopsy. This requires a lot of corpses as research objects in order to have relevant knowledge. Wu Zuo is a profession that is discriminated against by the world, cast aside by others, and most people are not willing to deal with it. Even the forensic science of later generations developed slowly or even regressed at first, and developed later, and it also made foreign countries take the lead. Obviously, the earliest forensic science books came from our country. Zhuang Zhong was also discriminated against because of his occupation, and no one asked for a date.
Wu Zuo was originally disdainful, but now his eyes are burning, he seems to have done this a long time ago! How could he see clearly if he didn't clean it up, but he didn't have the guts, his family members had to be around during the autopsy, and seeing his actions would beat him to the ground!
Even under the awe of King Si Zhao, the elders of the Yiwang clan couldn't help but say, "This is disrespect, disrespect!"
Feng Huan played with the horsewhip in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "It's a blessing that someone will help him take a bath after he dies."