Pot, preferably larger.

This sounds a little strange in the woods in the middle of the night.

In front of the coffin, a row of black-clothed people holding torches were masked, and their expressions could not be seen clearly, but a few eyes floated towards Twilight.

"Pot." Bu Xihuan looked at Twilight steadily, but her words were not in doubt, as if it was not difficult to guess what she was going to do with these words.

"That's right." Twilight glanced inside the coffin and succinctly threw out the autopsy plan, "Cook the corpse, perform the bones!" ”

Boiling the corpse......

In front of the coffin, several eyes brushed Twilight a few more times.

Twilight felt it and shrugged. She knew that this was emotionally difficult for anyone to accept, especially in ancient times, when it was not popular to open the coffin for autopsy.

In ancient times, it was not popular to open the coffin for autopsy, the body was skinned, and the parents did not dare to destroy it, and the beginning of filial piety was also. Daxing governs the country with filial piety, and the folk have the custom of not entering the water slurry for three days in case of funeral. That is, when the father dies, the filial son will destroy his clothes and feet, cry bitterly, do not eat or drink for three days, and do not cook on the fire, until the hope of the resurrection of his relatives is shattered after three days, he can enter the coffin and hold a funeral ceremony.

Under such ethical standards, the destruction of a corpse is punishable by a heavy sentence.

There is a law in the great prosperity -- anyone who mutilates the corpse by means of burning, dismemberment, etc., will be punished with the crime of fighting and killing reduced by one degree, that is, exiled for 3,000 li! If only the corpse is injured, the crime of fighting and killing will be reduced by two degrees, that is, three years in prison! If the body of a respected relative is mutilated or abandoned, it will be punished as a felony of fighting and killing, and sentenced to beheading!

Don't say this, that is, people who are working in the fields, and if they find a nameless corpse, they will not report it to the official or bury it, and they will abandon it at will, and they will be imprisoned for two years. Walking on the side of the road, a corpse was found, and it was a felony to move it.

At the age of three, Twilight Qing went to Yizhuang with his father for an autopsy, and for thirteen years, most of the high* corpses encountered were murderous and dumped, and none of the corpses that had been buried were reopened. Even if they knew that the death of their relatives was strange, no bitter master was willing to open the coffin, and the people thought that it was disrespectful to the deceased.

Tonight, Bu Xihuan opened Concubine Liu's coffin for her examination, she was already very surprised, and it was estimated that it was difficult for him to accept the corpse.

Sure enough, he asked, "Is there any other way?" ”

"Yes." Twilight glanced at the lid of the coffin, "The coffin is not covered, it is just open in the open air, let the flies, maggots, ants and insects eat the corpse clean, and only the skeleton is left for re-examination." ”

Well, she admitted, it didn't sound much easier than boiling corpses, and she didn't want to use it.

"This method is too time-consuming, it is better to put it directly in the pot and cook it overnight, boil the rotten meat, and the soft tissues on it will be cleaned and the bones will be verified."

The wind on the summer night suddenly felt a little cold, and next to the coffin, the eyes of a row of black-clothed people were almost brushing the twilight clean.

"When the flesh is gone, what is the testimony of the bones?" Bu Xihuan looked at her with a strange expression.

"The skin of a corpse is deceptive, but the bones don't lie. Some injuries before death will be visible on the bones. "Twilight said.

The corpses and bones of the height of the * cannot be examined, and many people think so. Twilight remembers that when she first went to Yizhuang with her father, she encountered a high* and white ossified corpse, and her father submitted it to the yamen with a corpse sheet that was "unfounded". She was shocked at first, but later learned that Daxing still maintained the law of butcher gangsters performing autopsies, and she realized how backward the standard of this profession was. Because the autopsy could not be dissected, the autopsy was not perfect, and there were still many errors in some ancient methods of autopsy. Like in Zhaojia Village, the person who was hanged by Zhao Tuzi actually tested whether his tongue spit out or not, which was really harmful.

When she was young, she put a lot of effort into leading her father to the right path of the autopsy. Later, the father and daughter of the Dusk family were quite famous in Jiangnan, and they were also quite skilled in examining the bones of unknown corpses.

"The body was swollen, the soft tissues of the neck had broken down, and it was difficult to see the cause of death. I can't guarantee that there will be scars on her bones, but since the coffin is open, I must do a thorough examination! ”

Dad died to examine this corpse, and she must examine this corpse with her own hands, but to see how she died!

Bu Xihuan looked at Twilight's determined eyes, she was still asking what he meant just now, and it was useless to show that he was against it now, she had to test it. He couldn't help lowering his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, turned around with his hands and said, "Go and prepare." ”

The two men in black disappeared into the forest, and Twilight was stunned, but she didn't expect him to agree so easily.

Bu Xihuan walked to the coffin, his eyes fell on the coffin, and Twilight Qing realized that he had not approached the coffin since the coffin was opened. The torch shone on the man's face, which was as clear as a falling pearl, but there seemed to be a dark lurking in the bottom of his eyes.

Twilight saw this, and there was a puzzled look in her eyes. Open the coffin, examine the bones, if Concubine Liu was his love, he would not agree so lightly, and he didn't have the slightest look of pain and struggle. But if not, why did he approach the coffin at this time and show this look?

"You don't have to look at it." She said.

Her voice seemed to wake up the man, he was obviously stunned, his expression was a little clearer when he raised his eyes, and then he smiled lightly, turned around and walked away, standing on the edge of the forest with his hands in his hands, looking at the mountains in the distance, and no longer looking at the situation in the coffin.

The two black-clothed men came and went quite quickly, the cemetery here was close to the palace, and the two of them must have gone to the palace to steal a pot and come out, and they were carrying two large bundles of firewood behind their backs. The pot was placed on the ground, the mouth of the pot was as thick as two people, as deep as a large vat, and there was a wooden lid on it.

Making a fire, setting up a pot, and boiling water, the two men in black did a good job, but after doing these things, they couldn't help the rest.

Twilight Qing didn't need their help, she went to the coffin by herself, took off the crown, and took out all the funeral goods, but it was difficult to take off the court clothes, because Concubine Liu's body was already high*, and some places had begun to dissolve autolyze, and as soon as she took it, the hands and feet of the corpse fell softly.

The night was as cold as water, the young man held the arm of a female corpse and walked to the pot, the clothes of the plain fragrance weft brocade spread a few orchids in the moonlight, and the cold behind him was outstanding, and the front of him looked weird.

Although the pot was deep, a corpse could not be boiled at one time, and Twilight only came in batches, head, hands, and feet...... She went back and forth between the coffin and the pot, and several eyes followed her. The summer night wind blows, the forest is deep and rustic, and the torch is held, which can't dispel the coolness behind it.

The wind was blowing and it was a little cold.

When Twilight finishes the first batch, she closes the wooden lid and sits down in the open space next to the pot.

Bu Xihuan walked over and sat next to her.

Twilight moved to the side, away from the man. Although this move is disgusting, it is also a matter of habit. During the autopsy, especially the tall* corpse, she would be used to staying away from people, because few people could smell it. Even her colleagues used to stay away from their forensic department at times like this, but over time, she got used to staying away automatically.

The boy sat with his knees crossed, looking at the forest in the distance, and the man turned his head to look at her, with a slight smile in his eyes. She thought he couldn't see it? Although she was a little farther away from him, she deliberately chose the direction of the wind.

In the end, it's a woman, or she cares about the smell of dry bones and rotten intestines.

"If that is the case, why take this path?" The man looked at her intently and asked lazily.

Twilight Qing turned her head, and after a while she understood what the man was talking about, her face suddenly turned a little cold, and she was silent for a while before she said, "Have you heard a word?" All prison affairs are more important than the big opening, the great opening is not more important than the first love, and the first love is not more important than the test. Cover the power of life and death, and the opportunity to bend and stretch, so it is decided. ”

This is the words of Song Ci, a famous forensic scientist in the Southern Song Dynasty, and Twilight has always been regarded as a good word, whenever the autopsy is carried out, thinking of this words, he never dares to allow himself to be careless.

"Although the work is cheap, the merits of the case, the grievances of the deceased, and the life and death of the suspect are all in the hands of the servants. His Majesty can scoff at it, saying that the merits of a case have their own judgment, and the life and death of the suspect have their own punishment. But every time a case is made and a corpse is encountered, the officials are always far away, regard the corpse as obscure, and regard the autopsy as cheap, what do they expect them to judge the case and arrest the murderer? If you take the wrong murderer, you will be unjustly convicted. His Majesty can look down on these two unjust cases, and a few unjust cases are as small as dust in the world, but for the deceased, for those who are wrongly wronged as murderers, it is life and death, and the world is not comparable! ”

The night is deep, the young man's clear voice is more than the mountain wind, the words are sonorous, and the world is discussed in front of a pot. The man next to her looked at her, turning his head in a posture, but he didn't know when he sat up straight, his eyes were lazy, and he was as deep as the sea.

"In life, there are always ideals, peddlers and pawns, emperors and generals. Just like every emperor hopes to become a Ming monarch, I only hope that I can live up to what I have learned in my life and seek to be free from injustice in the world. Twilight looked into the distance of the mountains and forests, and she knew that what she wanted in this life could only be a rhetoric. In the feudal dynasty, women can't be officials, even if they are officials, there are always some noble bigwigs who want to overturn the axioms as soon as they open their mouths, axioms? Difficult!

There was no sound beside her for a long time, but there was always a gaze fixed on her, deep, intimidating, probing, scrutinizing.

After a while, I heard the man ask, "Do you think that I can become a Ming Jun one day?" ”

Twilight Qing turned her head, her eyes were a little stunned, and her tone was a little puzzled, "Your Majesty was originally Mingjun." ”

Just like tonight, he could have taken her to the Assassin's Mansion, but he brought her to examine Concubine Liu's corpse. A person who can be a courtier before a king is a wise man who knows the way of the emperor. In addition, what she saw before was open-minded, knowing people and making good use of them, and having a good mind - although I don't know why he showed people as a faint king, he was originally a bright king.

The man was suddenly stunned, and the mountain wind destroyed the Hua sleeves, shaking inexplicably. At the bottom of those eyes, in an instant, faded deeply, faded intimidating, faded inquiry, faded scrutiny, did not see laziness, did not see spring, only saw the stars spread their eyes, and tenderness covered the sky.

There was a gurgling sound in the pot in front of her, and Twilight got up and opened the lid to look, finding a stick to flip around, not paying attention to the man's gaze that fell on her. She only looked up at the night, and looked at the situation in this pot, and it was expected that there would be bones in the morning.

Off topic -

In this chapter, the law of Daxinglu about corpses is not made up randomly, but comes from the Datang Codex.

"All prison affairs are more important than the great opening, the great opening is not more important than the first love, and the first love is not more important than the test. Cover the power of life and death, and the opportunity to bend and stretch, so it is decided. "From [Southern Song Dynasty] Song Ci

It means that no prison matter is more important than the death penalty, the review of the death penalty is no more important than the initial circumstances of the case, and the first circumstances are no more important than the initial autopsy. Whether the offender is alive or dead, and whether the verdict is straight or aggrieved, all depend on the judgment at the time of the autopsy.