Feng Huan has changed his clothes, it is no longer the purple dress that symbolizes power, but an ordinary dark blue cross-neck and narrow-sleeved shirt. Although he has an outstanding temperament, he is not as eye-catching as before. People who don't know him just think he is the son of an ordinary wealthy family. He didn't even bring a guard with him, and appeared alone in this small wine shop, which made Zhuang Zhong very surprised.
"My lord, why are you here?"
Feng Huan sat in front of Zhuang Zhong, his chin slightly raised, very recklessly, "Is there any place in this capital that this king can't go to?"
"No way, I just think it's a coincidence." Zhuang Zhong choked and laughed dryly, wondering how King Si Zhao would appear here, and he wouldn't believe it if he met him by chance. And how did King Si Zhao know that he would conduct an autopsy? Now that they 'encountered' again in this small restaurant, Zhuang Zhong had to think deeply.
Feng Huan didn't answer, but called the waiter, and re-ordered the best fine wine in this small restaurant. When the new wine came, he poured Feng Huan a glass solemnly and winkingly. Feng Huan frowned when he saw the wine in the glass, "Is this the best fine wine you have here?"
Seeing Feng Huan's aura of wealth, the waiter in the shop did not dare to be negligent, and said respectfully: "Our small wine shop can't compare with those authentic shops, this is already the best."
Feng Huan waved his hands and ordered the waiter in the shop to back down, picked up the wine glass and drank it up, shaking his head and said: "It has not been seasoned with sheep marrow and borneol, it tastes bitter and astringent."
Zhuang Zhong didn't know what Feng Huan's intention came here, and said: "The people here welcome the common people, and it's normal that the best wine here doesn't suit the prince's appetite."
Feng Huan snorted coldly, although he was not very satisfied, he started to drink with Zhuang Zhong.
Zhuang Zhong was a little baffled, he clearly disliked him but insisted on refusing to leave, did he really come after him? But Zhuang Zhong really couldn't figure out why Feng Huan was interested in him, could it be because of his autopsy skills? But Feng Huan's power status and temperament, what need to be said, why is there such a trouble? The opponent does not move, nor does the solemnity. Since you came here with a purpose, just wait with peace of mind.
Sure enough, after a while Feng Huan said: "You're pretty good at it."
Solemn and polite, "Thank you, my lord, for your praise."
Feng Huan snorted coldly, "Pretending to be an act, one day I saw Amitabha trembling with meat, but the next day I have no meat, no wine, no joy, and I don't even know how to act."
Zhuang Zhong was startled, "Your Highness is laughing at you."
Feng Huan didn't bother to look at him, he drank the wine in one gulp, and suddenly asked, "What's the difference between suicide and homicide?"
When it comes to professionalism, Solemn became serious, "This question is too broad, and I don't know the cause of death. It is really difficult to answer. No matter what kind of identification, it is a very imprecise behavior to draw conclusions based on only one person's statement, and it is easy to make mistakes. If you want to test me, that’s fine, if you want to let me make an indirect appraisal by asking questions, then please forgive me for not being able to do so.”
Feng Huan narrowed his eyes, threatening, "Do you dare to disobey this king?"
Solemnly stood up and bowed his hands, "It is because I am afraid of you that I am more cautious. It is a very hasty and irresponsible behavior to make an appraisal with only a few words. If the prince needs it, order me to go to the scene for inspection." , I would like to do my best for you, my lord."
Feng Huan's eyes became sharper, as if he wanted to poke a hole in Zhuang Zhuang's head, remembering Feng Huan's domineering and arrogant reputation, Zhuang Zhong hurriedly said: "If the prince doesn't want me to contact you, you can order someone you trust to follow me. I just want to It takes a few years of hard work to learn this skill, and you have to practice it before you can learn it."
Feng Huan raised his eyebrows, "So you have this skill today, and you have experienced it a lot before?"
Under the strong pressure, Zhuang Zhong almost wanted to nod in agreement, but fortunately, he turned his mouth and said, "The Buddha made me dream..."
boom-
Feng Huan put the wine glass heavily on the table, the ear-piercing sound made Zhuang Zhong tremble.
When his heart was calm, Zhuang Zhong looked sad and lamented the common people, shaking his head and sighing: "The Buddha said: You can't say it, it's because I don't want to speak, it's a secret that must not be revealed."
Feng Huan suddenly felt his teeth sore, obviously his appearance was green and immature, but he was very tactful and sophisticated. Feng Huan called the waiter in the store to serve another jar of wine, and pushed it in front of Zhuang Zhong, "Drink it up."
"Why?" Zhuang Zhuang's eyes widened. This jar is not small, about ten catties, even if the degree is low, you won't get drunk, but pouring such a large bowl of water into your stomach will make you uncomfortable.
Feng Huan patted the altar mud open, there was no doubt, "Drink!"
Zhuang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how could King Sizhao say that it was only one thing, "My lord, at least give me a reason."
Even the emperor couldn't coerce the skilled man to contribute his unique skills, and he didn't hide it. Didn't he just fool around a few words, as for forcing him to death
King Si Zhao put his long legs on the table, arrogantly, "I am happy."
Well, this one sentence is better than a million reasons.
Zhuang Zhong didn't know how he provoked this master, but he had no choice but to accept his fate, picked up the wine jar and started drinking. Zhuang Zhong also practiced in the liquor store, and the alcohol content of these wines is less than ten degrees, and there will be no problem even if he drinks according to his drinking capacity.
Solemnly opened his mouth in a stuffy posture, and blew at the jar. But if you take a closer look, what comes out is not enough to swallow, but others can't see anything, just think it's a normal leak, like a magic trick. This trick Zhuang Zhong used to play well before, whoever told him to be a bad player in poker, he would lose every time. If you lose, you will be fined to drink, and you have to lie under the table if you don't have the ability to drink as much.
Sure enough, Feng Huan didn't say a word. Complacent in his heart, Zhuang Zhong wiped his mouth after drinking, put the wine jar on the table with a bang, and burped. He looked drunk and said: "My lord, forgive me for not being able to accompany me when I am drunk, I will take my leave first."
Feng Huan smiled brightly and dazzlingly, making Zhuang Zhuang, who is also a man, have to marvel at how enviable his looks are. Born noble and handsome, it's true that all good things are gathered in one person, which really does not give other people a way to live, Zhuang Zhong has to admit that he is also jealous.
"Drinking less than 20% and pretending to be drunk for the king, is it a fool to pretend to be the king?"
Solemn and embarrassed, the little trick was discovered. I used to drink with those from the Criminal Investigation Brigade, but they didn't notice it! Zhuang Zhong didn't know, the person who saw it didn't point it out on purpose, and he didn't know how many times he secretly scolded him for wasting wine.
Zhuang Zhong's face collapsed, he slumped on the chair, lay down on the table and cried, "My lord, you won't be able to drink so much wine at a young age, it will affect your growth. You are such a big man with so many things to do, you are here to deliberately make things difficult. A villain, right?"
Feng Huan stared straight at Zhuang Zhong, which made Zhuang Zhuang's scalp start to tingle, and he couldn't figure out what the prince was thinking at all.
After a long time, Feng Huan looked away and stood up, "The wine here is not good, so I'll let you go this time."
After all, I left gracefully without taking a single cloud with me. Kong left Zhuang Zhong speechless, what the hell is this man doing here? Is there another time to listen to him? Should he be flattered? He can be regarded as having the great backer of King Si Zhao, and he can use the banner of "I had a drink with King Si Zhao" in the future to bluff and deceive, oh no, he is rampant in the capital.
Zhuang Zhong suddenly remembered something, and yelled towards Feng Huan's disappearing back, "Hey, don't leave! Fuck, you haven't paid for the drink yet!"
Solemn and dejected, he touched the purse that had been flattened down a lot, feeling extremely depressed. Thinking of King Si Zhao, he couldn't help grinding his teeth, and the wine he ordered was the most expensive. Fortunately, this is a small wine shop, otherwise he would be ruined. But if this is the case, he also paid a lot for the wine, which is a heartache.
"Brother Chong, why did you come here? Let me look for it!"
A big man suddenly ran up to Zhuang Zhong, startled Zhuang Zhong, and after a closer look, it was Lu Jia Liulang.
As soon as Lu Liulang got closer, he smelled a strong smell of wine, and couldn't help frowning, "Why is there a smell of wine?"
"I accidentally spilled the wine on my body just now, Brother Six has something to do with me?"
Lu Liulang didn't have any doubts, and said: "You just turned around and you disappeared. You are a great hero, and you must attend the banquet tonight."
Zhuang Zhong was surprised, "The banquet will be held tonight? Didn't you say that you will have to wait for two days?"
It is also a happy event to catch the real murderer. It does not make Wang Fu's death unclear, and it can also comfort Wang Fu's spirit in heaven. The banquet is also a ceremony to send the unjustly dead to the road, and let the living people put down the past and live a good life. But according to Dayou's custom, there are still many things to deal with, even if there is a banquet, it usually takes a day or two.
And although Wu Shi had doubts for a long time, knowing the truth was still a big blow to her. Zhuang Zhong felt that Mrs. Wu needed to rest and calm down at this time, but if he stayed there, Ms. Wu must pay attention to take care of him, after all, he is the key figure in solving this case. Zhuang Zhong felt that he couldn't be of much help at this time, and he didn't want to cause trouble, so he left early and greeted the eldest lady before leaving.
"Fourth aunt said that today is a good and auspicious day, and it will be fun to send Uncle Wang on the road with peace of mind."
Solemn and clear, he went to Wang's house with Lu Liulang.
As soon as Wu Shi heard that Zhuang Zhong was coming, she hurriedly came out to greet him, tightly grasping Zhuang Zhong's hand, with tears in her eyes, "Brother Chong, it's thanks to you, thanks to you! Otherwise, my husband will surely die with regret."
If it weren't for the constant doubts in Wu's heart, the foundation created by Wang Fu would have been given to the white-eyed wolf Wang Gui for nothing. Although the Wang family has been arguing endlessly over the establishment of a stepson, the most powerful one is Wang Gui. The other clansmen also tried to send their own child who was less than three years old, to see if it was possible for Mrs. Wu to raise her stepson herself, so that she could inherit the family business if she had feelings. Wang Gui's second son is still a bit older. , must not be of one mind with Wu.
If it hadn't been for this, the Wu family would not be greedy for this family property, and in order to reunite with Balang, they would have directly made Wang Gui's second son his stepson. If this is the case, Wang Fu is afraid that he will die without peace.
Zhuang Zong smiled and said: "Auntie, don't say these things about seeing outsiders, otherwise I won't be happy."
Wiping her tears, Wu also laughed, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this in the future. Today we will not go home until we are drunk, and we will send you Uncle Wang on the road together."
As soon as Lu Feng entered the room and saw Zhuang Zhong, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder heavily, and raised his thumb, "Boy, good job! It really is our Lu family who inherited your great-grandfather's craftsmanship. Everyone said so What they did was disrespectful to the dead, and I said they were farting! If no one goes to the autopsy to find out the truth, then those who died unjustly will really die with regret."
Zhuang Zhong originally wanted to wait two days before making a statement, but now seeing the timing was just right, he said: "Uncle, I have something to tell you, is it convenient now?"
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PS: I see that some people in the comments are not very familiar with Song Ci, so I will briefly say it here, and those who know it can ignore it.
Song Ci was an official of the Song Dynasty, and his "Washing Injustice Collection" was written, which recorded wound examination, autopsy, bone examination, identification of dead and injured, identification of poisons, first aid methods, and release of poisons, etc. It is the first in the history of forensic medicine in the world. Forensic experts who left systematic writings. It is also recognized as the originator of forensic science. If you are interested in how famous this book is, you can Baidu it. Most of the cases of the TV series "Da Song Mentioning the Criminal Officer" that you mentioned were taken from it. The three cases I have shown in this article are also compiled based on the forensic knowledge in it.
About the profession of "Wu Zuo".
The Song Law clearly stipulates that "the inspectors are the managers of the state, the lieutenants of the county, the prime ministers of the second, and the supervisors. If they are all lacking, the county magistrate must do it himself."
In the Song Dynasty, Wu Zuo actually participated in the examination as an auxiliary staff of the coroner's examination of the corpse. His main task was to dispose of the corpse and report the injury to the people present under the order of the coroner.
And the procuring officers are from all walks of life, that is, the provinces are responsible for supervising prisons, litigation, redressing unjust cases, and cracking down on lawless officials. They are equivalent to the highest officials of the provincial judicial departments, so it is normal for Song Ci to conduct autopsies.
At that time, there was no distinction between government and punishment, and one of the achievements of county magistrates was the detection of criminal and prison cases, so they would attach great importance to this aspect.
If you don't have many hands, if you are fooled by a gangster and lead to an unjust case, the consequences will be very serious. Even if the case is reversed after N years, I see that the officials who tried the materials were either clicked or exiled.
However, starting from the Yuan Dynasty, the Song Dynasty's system of requiring inspectors to conduct personal inspections was changed to surveillance, and Wu made an autopsy and issued a letter of guarantee, which was everyone's impression of Wu Zuo later.
For the sake of dramatic effect, this article combines these two systems, just like in "The Criminal Officer of the Great Song Dynasty", except for Song Ci, an official who can perform autopsies, no one else can (the only one who can do it is still climbed up from the work) , and he didn’t think there was anything wrong ︿(￣︶￣)︿ looked up, unknowingly so long-winded, ORZ, how good it would be to become the words in the text ==