Zhuang Zhong perfected the corpse and put a lot of effort into it. In this way, even if the person who performed the autopsy was inexperienced, he could act as a recorder, and he could find clues during the review. Even if the case is reversed in the future, there will be more clues. Living people always have more clues than dead people, and as time goes by, corpses can reveal less and less information.
Sun Zhaoyang studied the corpse table carefully, and nodded approvingly, "It's so detailed, even if there is no one as smart as you in the local area, others can see something based on the corpse table."
Solemnly said: "Only the norms will not be missed due to lack of experience, but these are auxiliary, the most important thing is for the relevant personnel to deepen the study of relevant knowledge, and on-site investigation is the most critical."
Sun Zhaoyang paused and said, "Dayou is in short supply of talents. Therefore, it is a taboo thing, and few people study it. There are very few talented people like you, and the world deeply feels that the disciples of the church will starve to death. Master, so it is more difficult to pass on."
Solemnly cupped his hands and said: "The students are writing what they know into a book. If the teacher approves it after writing the book, they can pass it on to others."
An excellent forensic doctor is not necessarily an excellent teacher, and how to teach it is also a matter of knowledge. Zhuang Zhong thinks that he is not that kind of material, and his thinking is slack, so it is difficult to teach systematically. Before getting along with Sun Chaoyang, I felt that this person was upright, and learning from him really benefited a lot, and opened up my own thinking. If forensic science can flourish in this world, if it can reduce some unjust cases, he will not have come to this world in vain.
Sun Zhaoyang was surprised, "Are you really willing to make your knowledge known to the public?"
Solemnly and seriously: "It is the student's greatest wish to clear the unjust case, but I am a small person. Only by gathering the strength of everyone can there be no unjust case in the world. It can also deter those who have ulterior motives. Don't think that you can cover up everything with clever means. , as long as you do something wrong, you can’t escape the eyes of the world.”
Sun Chaoyang was excited, "You have such a mind that you will achieve great things in the future! I will wait for the day you write a book."
"It's just a record of the wisdom of the predecessors. I only need the help of my teacher when I write it. Because I know what's going on but don't know how to express it in words, it's more appropriate." Some technical terminology will be different. For forensic doctors all over the world to read the book and understand it thoroughly, there must be a local person to assist.
Where Sun Chaoyang was unwilling, he agreed.
As soon as Zhuang Zhong left Dali Temple, he saw Feng Huan riding a tall horse at the door, looking down upon the world.
"The lord is here to look for me?" Zhuang Zong smiled and greeted him.
"You have received a great reward, so you should show something, right?"
"My lord's news is spiritual, so I can't let the money stay in my pocket for a while, and I insist on robbing the poor and giving to the rich in such a hurry."
Feng Huan jumped off the horse, "Tomorrow I will take a rest and teach you how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow."
I talked about this for several months, and made several appointments, but it turned out that either Feng Huan was busy or Zhuang Zhong was busy and missed the appointment. It's almost summer now, and Zhuang Zhong hasn't touched a horse or a bow yet.
Zhuang Zhong sighed: "I knew this before, I might as well find another master, I'm afraid I can gallop now."
"You are the only kid who dares to despise the king like this."
Solemn is not afraid of him, "Won't the prince also enjoy it?"
The two walked side by side, the horse was a peerless horse, and the two were even more outstanding. Feng Huan was tall and straight, with an air of dignity in every gesture. And Zhuang Zhong got a new one this year, he is tall and handsome, and has the bearing of a banishing immortal.
After walking a few steps, Feng Huan suddenly said: "In terms of merit and reward, even though you are still young, you should be promoted to a noble. Now you only got some yellow and white things, but are you upset?"
"I am an ordinary person, and yellow and white things are the most real. If I really become an official, I won't be able to just focus on solving cases, and there will be a lot of human contacts. I think it's good now, and I can do what I like leisurely. I After all, I have been in the country for many years, and I don’t understand many things, so I have to practice more before taking on heavy responsibilities so that there will be no mistakes. The road has to be taken step by step, because the prince has reached the sky step by step, and now it is more important to keep a firm foothold.”
What Zhuang Zhong said was from the heart, the official Dawei who he looked through the file was not a fatuous person from the beginning, he did have some skills. At the beginning, he worked diligently to find out the truth, but later the ups and downs in the officialdom made him more selfish. Coupled with his own weak will, it will become what he was later.
He also wants to climb up, but before he stands firm, he should not dream of reaching the sky in one step. Although he has been engaged in forensic work for several years, he has never held a leadership role, so he still needs to find out the situation.
"This king saw you right." Feng Huan was satisfied, "Where do you want to climb to?"
"I once had a brother named Yuan Jue who treated me with great kindness. He was killed and I can't find any trace of the murderer. Someone told me that if I can't climb to a high place, I can't avenge him."
"The reason why you are obsessed with solving cases is to avenge that person?" Feng Huan's voice was deep.
Solemnly said frankly: "This is one of them. I also like this line of work. It's just that if I don't have my brother's business, I won't bother to climb up. I prefer to focus on this, and I don't like the entanglements in the officialdom."
"You can send officials after one year of study. You have two choices. You can stay in Beijing directly. Although you can achieve it overnight, you can't follow it up; , and then adjust it back, you can gain my momentum without being hindered."
"I choose the latter." Zhuang Zhong said immediately, "But I won't stay there forever, will I die of old age?"
Ning is in the court, not in the place. Not only because of the good welfare of Beijing officials, but also because it is difficult to come back after going out. It is easy to travel in the capital, and the number is limited, which also makes it difficult for local officials to enter Beijing.
Feng Huan looked arrogant, "You are already my king's man, as long as I'm around, I won't allow you to live in that small place. Besides, don't you have an old man who knows everything about you?"
Why is Zhuang Zhong so awkward to hear this, but since he was willing to follow Feng Huan's advice to go to Dali Temple, he has been marked as King Si Zhao. Moreover, it is well known that his relationship with Wen Yuanhou is indifferent. Although they are father and son, no one puts them in the same camp.
However, although King Sizhao and Wen Yuanhou are not in the same faction, they have a common characteristic, that is, they are only loyal to Emperor Qianxing.
"You look down on him so much, and let me count on him?"
Feng Huan smiled brightly, and put his arms around his shoulders, "So you still fall into the arms of this king, and your future is bright."
Zhuang Zhong patted the arm on the shoulder, "Don't talk so ambiguously, others will think that I am serving the king with color."
Feng Huan raised his solemn chin with his fingers, "It's quite pretty."
Zhuang Zhong frowned, grabbed Feng Huan's hand and used skillful strength to throw an over-the-shoulder fall, Feng Huan might as well have been caught, and supported himself with his hand when he landed, not only did he not fall to the ground, but he also stood up very handsomely.
Feng Huan clapped his hands, quite surprised, "Look at your fragile appearance, you do have two hands, but it's still far behind me."
He rolled his eyes solemnly and indecently, and only after getting in touch with Feng Huan did he realize how different he was from the rumors from the outside world, "My lord is brave and good at fighting, but I'm just a frail scholar, how can I compare."
"It's too unfamiliar to call the prince, just call me Brother Feng from now on."
puff-
Solemnly laughed so wildly that he almost collapsed on the road without laughing.
Brother Feng, breast enlargement? !
Feng Huan was puzzled, but seeing Zhuang Zhong laughing like this, he knew he was making a joke. Unable to save face, he said angrily: "This king thinks highly of you, so we call you brothers and sisters. Why are you laughing, be serious!"
Zhuang Zhong also felt that it was inappropriate, and wanted to hold back his smile, but he really thought it was funny, laughing until his whole body trembled.
"My lord, my lord, from now on, it's better for you not to call yourself a brother. It's better to be a younger brother than an older brother!"
Feng Huan was furious, and pinched his neck, "If you laugh again, believe it or not, I'll wring your neck."
Sensing the strength on his neck solemnly, he stopped laughing.
"Isn't it hard to hold back at first?"
"Why?"
"You better stop asking."
Where did Feng Huan agree, Zhuang Zhong then explained concisely, Feng Huan's face turned red, and he gave him a hard look, "You really are..."
"I'll let you not ask."
"You used to be a young monk, how do you know what's going on in the boudoir?"
"When I wander the streets and alleys, I always hear some rumors in the market."
Feng Huan snorted coldly, "If you didn't care, how could you remember clearly. Could it be that you are interested in women?"
Solemn cast a glance at Feng Huan inexplicably, "Your words are interesting. If I'm not interested in women as a big man, should I be interested in men?"
Feng Huan felt inexplicably uncomfortable, "What's wrong with liking a man, it's not uncommon for two men to become a couple of gods and gods. The former Minister of the Household Department is like this, and he has been in love with his wife for decades."
"I don't discriminate against homosexuals, but I just listen to your words as if I shouldn't like women. After all, most men and women are together in the world." Zhuang Zhong laughed, "How can I tell you this, it can't be that you were forced to marry recently Are you forced to dislike women?"
Ever since Fang Yingying's accident happened, the marriage contract has not counted. Concubine Xian started to talk about Luo Fenghuan's marriage again, this time she was more cautious and picky than before, as if she had to choose a woman who was thousands of times better than Fang Yingying in heaven and earth.
"Yes, so you can marry me."
Zhuang Zhong only thought it was a joke, but didn't take it to heart, and said with a smile: "When I also feel that I can't find a suitable woman, I will make do with you."
"How dare you despise this king! I'm getting impatient."
Feng Huan went forward to squeeze Zhuang Zhong's arm, but Zhuang Zhuang dodged it, Feng Huan caught up with the two and started fighting. Zhuang Zhong has practiced for so many years and he still has some basic skills, Feng Huan deliberately let him, and also secretly taught him, he didn't stop until he was dripping with sweat. Although Zhuang Zhong's skills were far inferior to Feng Huan's, he used all his strength, and he would not have any scruples like other people, which made Feng Huan feel motivated.
After the fight, the two looked for wine to drink, which was even more hearty.
"Happy!" Feng Huan took a sip of his wine. "Although your kung fu is not good, but your boxing technique is exquisite, and your moves hit the key points, but your foundation is a bit weak."
Zhuang Zhong also knew that he was not as powerful as the Lu family that day, and he didn't spend much time practicing martial arts, more on fitness, which was far behind Feng Huan.
"My lord is very skilled. If you hadn't let me, I would probably have fallen down in less than ten moves."
"Do you want to worship me as a teacher?"
Zhuang Zhong laughed, "Why is the prince so good at being a master? Riding horses and bows and arrows is now a martial art."
"It's only you who are interested in me. Others, I don't have that leisure time."
Zhuang Zhong didn't know why he fell in love with Feng Huan, but he felt relieved after hearing these words.
The two drank freely, and then they rested after getting drunk.
When Zhuang Zhong woke up the next day, he found that he was lying on the bed with someone hugging him.