Fengzhe, You Have Killed A Scholar [II]

Fengze was really angry. He didn't use his full strength with this palm at all, and the scholar did not seem to be a weak person, how could he die so easily?

But there was no other way. The facts were in front of them. The scholar indeed fell to the ground after being slapped by Fengze. Everyone on the scene could testify, especially as more and more literati and scholars gathered. Although Juren had the heart to defend Fengze, he was powerless. The Kyoto Prefecture Yin, who hurriedly arrived, had no choice but to go with the fact he could see and escort Fengze to face justice.

Due to the status of Fengze and Zhengxi General Mansion, Kyoto Prefecture Yin asked himself to be the master, so he could only report to the Criminal Ministry. Dong Runnian, the Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry, was an old fox. Seeing that the matter was tricky, he easily pushed the matter to Lu Ziqing, the servant of the Criminal Ministry. Lu Ziqing was the son of Lu Hengshan, the head of the dynasty, who would not give it to him.

Dong Runnian smiled kindly at Lu Ziqing, but Lu Ziqing cursed in his heart. He hated this but no matter how hot the case was, he could only accept it. As the son of the chief assistant of the current court, he was appointed to an important position in the court at a young age, and there were too many people staring at him. He had no choice but to settle the case smoothly and satisfactorily.

It was just that Lu Ziqing didn't expect that he encountered a problem right from the beginning. The huge Penalty Department actually didn't have any useful work.

The original veteran, Qin Lin, due to his advanced age, returned to his hometown a few days ago, and the new actor has not yet arrived. Now the Ministry of Criminal Justice temporarily held the post of a veteran, Qin Niansheng, the apprentice Qin Lin accepted three years ago.

Three years ago, Qin Niansheng was 12 years old. He was in the beggars in the capital, fighting every day. He was a standard bad boy. That winter, he inadvertently offended a ground snake. He was beaten to death and lay dying in the snow. It was Qin Lin who rescued him. Since then, he had been by Qin Lin's side. He just became his apprentice, and followed him to learn autopsy techniques.

However, he was stubborn in nature and lacking in qualitative nature. He leaned on Qin Lin's side, more to have a full meal, and no longer need to eat and sleep. Therefore, after 3 years of studying, Qin Niansheng didn't even master the technique of autopsy. He could only lay hands on Lao Hao Zuo, and now let him do an independent autopsy, he could detect a ghost.

The successor to Qin Lin's work had to be postponed due to a sudden illness, but the imperial examination was approaching, and this case brooked no delay. So Qin Nian spent his days in Lu Ziqing's black face and the gloomy morgue, and it was really like a year.

That day, he was trying to look through Qin Lin's previous autopsy file, hoping to get a little bit of revelation, but he suddenly heard a report from the guard that someone was looking for him at the door. He came to the door with his messy hair and sleepy eyes. He saw a handsome gray-robed boy smiling at him. After thinking for a long time, he didn't seem to know him. He curiously asked: "You are looking for me?"

The boy smiled and said to him: "Are you Qin Niansheng Qin Gongzi?"

Young Master Qin? Qin Nian was happy, this name sounds good, no one has ever called him that. So pretending to be old-fashioned, he answered, "Exactly, what is it you're looking for?"

The boy still smiled and said, "Master Qin, my master has something to show you, please come with me."

Such a polite boy, the owner must be no different. Qin Niansheng thought for a while, followed the young man, and followed him to a carriage on the corner of the street.

The boy stood outside the car curtain and said to the inside: "Master, Master Qin is here."

"Yeah." There was a soft response from inside the carriage, and then the curtain was lifted, and a white-clothed boy came down. The person was as pale as the moon, handsome and elegant, with a white jade mask on his face, which looks mysterious and dusty. Qin Niansheng was dumbfounded for a while.

"I took the liberty to ask Brother Qin to come out. I am abrupt. Please forgive me." The gentle voice of the white-clothed man made Qin Niansheng dizzy, and suddenly he didn't know where he was. He was taken aback for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Young man, do we know each other?"

"Isn't the relationship between people the most important?" The young man in white said with a smile on his face, "In Xia Moxin, I heard that little brother Qin has encountered a problem recently, and I believe I can help you."

This white-robed boy was actually Zhao Ling who is disguised as a man, and the gray-robed boy was no other than Green Bamboo. Zhao Ling heard about the incident in Tianxianglou, and also knew that Fengze was imprisoned by the Criminal Ministry. She always felt that Fengze would not be such a senseless person. As a martial artist, the mastery of strength should be easy. Moreover, the chance of death from a simple takedown with one hand was very rare, unless the scholar himself had a physical problem.

But without seeing the scholar's body, any speculation was in vain. So she deliberately inquired about the results of an autopsy conducted by the Xing Department, but accidentally learned that the Xing Department was currently lacking experienced medical examiner, and the only Xiao Hao, Qin Niansheng, was in trouble.

In the Dasheng dynasty, the work was not quite valued. So there were not many people willing to take up the work of examiner. Most of them were people who lived in poverty and did not have a regular means of taking care of their families. They only wanted a stable job and a fixed income. Few people treated it as a subject or profession. No wonder, as long as there was a way, no one wants to live in front of all kinds of dead people every day.

Not to mention women. Zhao Ling dared to guarantee that if she asked to go to the Criminal Department for an autopsy under the prestige of Miss Zhao Jiang's mansion, in addition to Xuanwangfu, she would definitely take the opportunity to divorce, and maybe she would be swept out of the Jiang's house. The eldest daughter of the Jiang Mansion actually went to do the work that she did. Isn't this a naked disgrace of the Jiang Mansion? So, after thinking about it for a long time, she decided to dress up as a man to meet Qin Niansheng.

"You can do a post-mortem? Are you a widow?" Qin Niansheng looked at the handsome young man in white, with a look of disbelief. The young man in front of him looked like a scholar with a literary style, how could he be like a workman who dealt with corpses all day long?

"Believe it or not, I will know when I have seen the corpse. Brother Qin can be rest assured that I will not harm him, but will only help " Zhao Ling hoped to dispel his doubts as much as possible, and then said, "It's been two days. Can you keep the corpse in cold storage? We need to understand his previous medical history and eating conditions before his death. Has Brother Qin already performed an autopsy on the corpse, and has his internal organs been tested for poisons?"

"Not yet." Qin Niansheng was stunned when he heard it. Of course, he knew that an autopsy was an effective way to find the real cause of death. Unfortunately, he didn't have the skills right now to perform one. Didn't he have yet to learn it? However, it seemed that this young man appeared to really know that kind of thing. Since he couldn't do it by himself, he decided it wass okay to give the boy a try.

So Qin Niansheng agreed to accept Zhao Ling's help for an autopsy, but in the name of Qin Niansheng.