In Jianyang City, the streets are crowded, and the sound of hawkers and the conversation of passers-by when they walk spread far away on the street, and they are walking on the bluestone street, picking out the items they need to buy, and bargaining.

On the street, it was quiet and harmonious, but the next moment, a scream spread, and then a middle-aged man fell to the ground, his body twitched on the ground a few times, and finally died.

The yamen soon rushed over with the catcher, one of whom was wearing an official uniform, Xu Youbo, the magistrate of Jianyang, who had been an official for more than 20 years, was an honest official, was deeply loved by the people, and knew some tricks (now known as forensic medicine. )

A few arresters shouted at the bystanders, "Go away, go away, the county magistrate investigates the case, and no one is allowed to approach, otherwise you will get into trouble." ”

Xu Youbo squatted down, first checked the deceased's eyeballs, then opened his lips to look at his throat, and then checked whether there were wounds or fatal injuries around his body, he looked at it for a while, and then got up and said: "This person has no fatal injuries on his body, the color of his mouth is normal, his eyelids are yellow, and there are no signs of poisoning, but he died of heat stroke, come and bring the corpse into the yamen, and then release the news of the deceased, and wait for the family to come to collect the corpse!"

"Yes!" A few catchers were about to act, when suddenly a loud voice came from the crowd, and then walked out, not very old, wearing a black coarse coat, with straight eyebrows.

Xu Youbo saw the comer clearly, and immediately smiled: "It turned out to be Song Cixian's nephew, the son of Song Lao's punishment, I don't know why the virtuous nephew shouted to stop just now?" Is there a mistake in the judgment of this officer?"

Song Ci looked at this person's corpse, and immediately said: "Lord Xu, under Song Ci, I have learned some tricks from my father Song Gong, but I have already seen a little problem."

Xu Youbo was familiar with the Song family's father and son who were afraid that there would be a problem in the case at the moment, so he didn't dare to be sloppy, and said politely: "Song Cixian's nephew, if you see the problem, this case will immediately return to the yamen for investigation, if it is a homicide, it will definitely be found out, how about it?"

Song Ci arched his hand and said: "Since Lord Xu has already said so, then it will be ugly."

Squatting down, Song Ci flipped the deceased's long hair and said: "This person died suddenly just now, there is indeed no real murderer, but it does not mean that there is no murder, just now Lord Xu said that he died of heat stroke, but today's temperature is not high, and you don't need to use a fan when walking on the street, how can you get heat stroke in this weather?"

Hearing such a decomposition, Xu Youbo suddenly reacted, he was confused, and he had learned to do tricks, why couldn't he see such a simple thing?

"Song Cixian's nephew, it was the official's negligence just now, but I don't know if the virtuous nephew can see why this person died violently? He can't die for no reason!"

The crowd was already getting bigger and bigger, and soon it was crowded.

Song Ci said: "According to my judgment, this person did not die of illness, but died of homicide, not only that, but the murderer also used an ingenious method to calculate the time of the deceased's death, if you don't pay attention, you will be blinded."

"Oh, ingenious algorithm, I don't know what the virtuous nephew said, can you let the official listen to it, if it is reasonable, the official will definitely arrest the murderer!"

Song Ci squatted down, looked at the deceased's eyes carefully, and said: "This person has a peculiar smell in his ears, if there is medicine poured into his ears, it will finally enter the brain, and then flow into the throat, up to the five internal organs."

"According to the nephew, this person was poisoned to death, but why didn't the official notice anything unusual from his eyelids or throat? I don't know this, how can the virtuous nephew explain it?"

There was a lot of talk about it, and it was true, and it couldn't be said.

Song Ci swore and said: "According to the following, there are many poisons on the market that can be coagulated in a short time, if this medicine enters directly from the throat, it will ulcerate from the face and even the skin, but Lord Xu, there is one thing you don't know, that is, this medicine is poured into both ears while people are asleep, and the human brain, ear, nose and throat are connected, but if the person is lying flat, this medicine can only enter the mind, not the throat, and has been solidified in the brain."

Xu Youbo said: "Then I don't know what is the basis for Song Xian's nephew's words?" Even if this person is asleep, if a foreign object enters his body, how can he not know? Are you too decisive in this inference?"

Song Ci said: "I have long known that Lord Xu will have this question, so Song doesn't mind saying it, first, this person may not be poisoned from sleep, but it is also possible that he was poisoned after being in a coma, but why did he faint, Song will not say it here, because there are many reasons!"

"That virtuous nephew just said that this person was poisoned, so this should be..."

Before Xu Youbo finished speaking, he saw Song Ci take out a bottle of wine from his arms, open the lid, and carefully pour it into the deceased's right ear.

"Lord Xu, poison will react when it meets alcohol, this is the effect of medicine, of course, Song doesn't know what kind of poison it is, but the murderer must be familiar with all kinds of medicinal properties, I think, if Lord Xu wants to find the murderer, it shouldn't be difficult."

I saw that at this moment, the alcohol that was originally poured into my ears was completely flowing out at this moment, turning from white to brown, and there was a pungent smell, which was very unpleasant.

Xu Youbo saw that he had already learned the truth at this moment, and secretly sighed that he was not Song Ci's opponent, and he was worthy of being the descendant of the criminal officer.

"Nephew Song Xian, the old man has to obey your inference, I have to say that this matter is indeed true, come here, put this person's body into the yamen, and then, this official will thoroughly investigate this matter."

Everyone left, Song Ci chuckled, and strode forward, today is the day to get the list of people, and you can see the results.

In the center of the bazaar, there is a stone plaque here, which is pasted with many official notices, as well as the name of the gold list, in front of the stone plaque, there are many scholars and children, their eyes are embarrassed, looking at the emperor list above, it is Song Ningzong Zhao Kuo ordered to paste it, and the final result of the examination is recorded a month ago.

There are many well-dressed sons who shake their heads while watching, they are off the list, and they will not be able to continue to refer to it until four years later.

Outside the crowd, a man in a black coarse coat squeezed in, Song Ci stared at it for a while, and found that his name was actually in the first place, perhaps because he had already made up his mind, he turned around and walked in another direction.

On the other side of the street, there is a large mansion, although it is a mansion, but due to the disrepair, it has become dilapidated and is about to collapse.

In the mansion, it was originally peaceful and quiet, but the next moment, several court soldiers walked in, and there was a person dressed as a eunuch at the front, and when he entered the interior, he immediately shouted, "The holy decree has arrived, and the Song family knelt down to receive the decree!"

Hearing this, including Song's father Song Gong, as well as Song's mother and a group of subordinates, the eunuch said: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, Song Gong's son Song Ci entered Beijing to take the exam, and he won the first prize, and the emperor wanted him to enter the palace to face the saint, Qin this!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Song Gong accepted the order, but there was no joy on his face, and the same was true of Song Mu, they didn't like Song Ci as an official very much.