"Yes......"

"Defendant Qian Xiaoyue, you said that you saw with your own eyes that your husband Dong Ming was burned to death, didn't you?"

"Yes!"

"Where's the medical examiner?"

Zhao Gou, Hua Fengchun and others looked at each other, not knowing who Song An was calling.

"Anzi, there is no forensic doctor among our brothers." Hua Fengchun muttered in Song An's ear.

“…… Forehead. Only then did Song An realize that he had brought the nouns of the 21st century to the Great Song Dynasty, so he hurriedly corrected: "What is the matter!" ”

Hua Fengchun said in his ear again: "After the previous county lord and the officials were served by the lake bandits, the person in charge of the autopsy in the yazhong was afraid that the lake bandits would even kill themselves, so they quietly slipped away. ”

"Dong Si leads the way, this official is going to your house to conduct an autopsy on your father!"

"There is Lord Lao!"

Dong Si led the way in front, and the officials took Qian Xiaoyue and Song An to follow behind.

Zhao Huanhuan, the Roufu Emperor who was originally taking a lunch break in the backyard, also chased after her when she heard the sound to see the excitement.

The people who love to watch the excitement naturally refused to let go of this opportunity, so they followed behind with melon seeds and melons. I didn't gnaw watermelon, because watermelon had not yet been transmitted to the Central Plains during the Great Song Dynasty.

"You're going to do an autopsy?" Zhao Gou, who was dressed as a master, asked Song An quietly.

"Let's know a little bit about it." Song An has watched many film and television dramas on the theme of autopsy, such as "The Criminal Officer of the Great Song Dynasty", "Forensic Qin Ming", "The Yin and Yang Ruler of the Gold Medal Female Servant", and thinks that he can still understand some of the guys like the autopsy.

"If you know a little bit about it, you dare to go up, this is a matter of human life, do you understand it, but you can't be a child's play!" Zhao Gou stood on the moral high ground and strongly and indignantly condemned Song An.

"You can do it!"

Song An's words of Zhao Gou lost his temper.

Dong Si's home was in the northeast corner of the county seat, and after a while, everyone came to his house.

Dong Si's family is a rich family with land as a business, from his grandfather's grandfather's generation, the old Dong family has been diligent and thrifty to save money to buy land, four generations down, to his father's generation, the family has hoarded more than 5,000 acres of fertile land.

When you have money in hand, you will naturally start to make waves, this is the result of human nature for thousands of years, and Dong Ming is no exception.

At the age of seventy-three, he married a wife and took concubines for nine years, and gave birth to eighteen children alone, and the concubine in the ninth room was ten years younger than his eldest grandson.

The old Dong's house is very large, in addition to the whole four-in-five courtyard, there are two sets of courtyards in the east and west. Because Qian Xiaoyue was the last to marry into the Dong family, according to the first-come, first-served rule, she could only live in the West Courtyard.

Today's Xitao Courtyard has been burned by fire, and only the ruins of the wall remain.

The people were busy hanging white lanterns and tents all over the house.

In the courtyard, several hired carpenters were busy making coffins.

Dong Ming's body was laid out in the flower hall of the Liujin Courtyard, covered with a white cloth, and his eight wives and children surrounded him and wept in the middle.

"Don't cry! The county magistrate has come to avenge our grievances! When the truth is found out, let's use family law to burn Qian Xiaoyue's little slut alive! ”

The eldest wife said hello, and the rest of the wives responded.

"Burn!"

"Burn her!"

"Burn!"

"I didn't!" Qian Xiaoyue protested loudly.

"I still said no, see if the old lady doesn't tear your little prodigal hoof!"

"Stop!" Fortunately, Song An broke off, otherwise these old ladies would have to step forward and tear Qian Xiaoyue to pieces, "All go out, the official is going to conduct an autopsy!" ”

The old ladies and Dong Ming's sons and daughters got out.

Hua Fengchun, who was the head catcher, lifted the white cloth that should be on Dong Ming's body.

The short, stocky old man was almost burned into a roast pig, and there was a smell of burnt paste all over his body.

"It's so disgusting, it's like roasting a whole pig......" Zhao Huanhuan looked disgusted.

As soon as he heard this, Dong Ming's son Dong Hei was not happy, "How can you talk this girl!" This is the corpse of my father, how did you become a roasted pig in your mouth? ”

Zhao Huanhuan expressed her unconvinced: "Is it okay for people to tell the truth?" Brother Jiu, what do you say! ”

She picked the fire of war again on Zhao Gouna.

Zhao Gou didn't know what to say with a black line on his face.

"Our Xiao Huanhuan is right!" The small wave of goods and flowers echoed in the spring.

Although Dong Si was very angry, he could only endure his anger, there is a way that the people do not fight with the officials, no way!

Song An hurriedly comforted Dong Hei: "This fiancée in this county is young and ignorant, and she has always been used to telling the truth, and I hope that Dong Xiucai will take care of her." ”

Dong Si: "......"

Song An opened the mouth and nose of the deceased and looked at it, and said casually: "Preliminary identification, the deceased did not die from the fire, but died before the fire. ”

"How so?" Zhao Gou was very surprised.

"Dong Xiucai, do you have pigs at home?"

"There are adults!"

"Get two little pigs, one dead and one alive, and throw them in the cage and burn them on the fire."

"What are you doing like this, my lord?" Dong Si was a little puzzled.

"Just go."

"Okay......"

Dong Si went.

Hua Fengchun said: "Anzi, people asked you to come for an autopsy, why are you still worried about eating other people's roast pigs?" ”

"You can't think of anything else except the little lady and food!" Song An spat on Xingzi and sprayed Hua Fengchun's face.

……

As soon as the Dong family entered the courtyard, an iron cage was set up, which contained a slaughtered pig and a living one.

In the midst of the raging fire, the screaming piglet died.

The onlookers pointed and pointed, and the second monk was puzzled, not knowing what this seventeen-year-old county master was doing.

"Flower catcher, you break the mouth and nose of these two pigs and see what the difference is."

Hua Fengchun took out two little pigs from the fire, broke the mouths and noses of the two little pigs and looked at them for a long time, "Back to my lord, the mouth and nose of this little pig that was burned to death are full of grass and wood ash and smoke, and this little pig put into the fire after death has no grass and wood ash in its mouth and nose!" ”

"Really?"

"What's going on?"

"My lord, why are there two pigs, one with a mouth full of grass and wood ashes, and the other with nothing?"

A few onlookers who came forward to watch it were puzzled.

Song An straightened his official uniform, and said in a serious and sonorous manner: "The living piglet will struggle and howl desperately when it is thrown into the firewood. When the wood burns, there will be a lot of dust in the air, and these things will enter the pig's mouth and nose with the pig's breath.

And the dead piglet thrown into the firewood will naturally not breathe and struggle, and if it does not breathe and struggle, the dust will naturally not get in, so this little pig has nothing in his mouth and nose. Pigs are like that, and so are people! The mouth of the deceased was clean, so the county asserts that the deceased did not die from the fire, but from the fire after death! ”

"That makes sense!" Zhao Gou suddenly realized.

The onlookers recognized and praised it.

Qian Xiaoyue looked extremely bland, "The county magistrate has such a method at a young age, and the slave family admires it very much." Dong Ming was indeed killed by the slave family, and then deliberately set fire to create the illusion of being burned to death. ”

Song An looked at Qian Xiaoyue again in disbelief, her beautiful eyebrows and gestures all revealed everyone's beautiful temperament, how could such a woman kill someone?

"Someone!"

"In!"

"Escort the defendant Qian Xiaoyue to the county government for interrogation!"

……

"Will-"

"Wu—"

Dangdangdang......

The sound of water and fire sticks hitting the ground was accompanied by the majestic shouts of the officials......

Qian Xiaoyue walked into the lobby calmly, and then knelt on the defendant stone.