After getting the news, they rushed all the way to the mansion of Tobe Shangshu.

Yu Shijing's home is already in chaos.

When the pityan arrived, Yu Shijing was dressed in an official uniform and seemed to have just returned from outside.

A servant girl was dead on the ground, her thigh was stained with blood, and she must have been dragged to the door by the rod.

Yu Shijing's wife, Hu Guan, was already lying on the bed, her eyes and mouth were closed, and her lips were cyanotic.

She had a normal complexion, one hand on her chest, and she was covered with a brocade quilt.

“…… Madame's distress was suddenly committed, and we didn't have time to go to the imperial doctor, but we heard movement in Madame's room, and when we arrived...... The lady lay on the bed and pointed to the medicine bottle outside. ”

The person who spoke was none other than Ah Fang, a servant under the butler's hand, who trembled and knelt on the edge of the threshold to explain.

“…… Before the medicine in the bottle was in the mouth, the lady ...... Just ......"

"Bastard thing! What's the use of you dog slaves on weekdays, even the lady can't see it well. Yu Shijing's brows were furrowed as tightly as hemp rope, and his cheeks were already red with anger, "Pull out all the servants and maids in the eldest lady's room and kill them with a cane." ”

"Wait." I don't know who interrupted Yu Shijing.

Yu Shijing's face was furious, and when he turned around, he was also stunned, and hurriedly knelt down.

"The lower officials didn't know that King Sheng was here, and they didn't welcome ....."

"Excuse me." Wei Department Yin held up Yu Shijing with both hands, "This king happens to be in Lord Guo's mansion, so I heard the bad news and came to comfort him." ”

"Thank you Lord Wang, I'm afraid that Neiko is frail on weekdays and has a distressed ......illness," Yu Shijing sighed several times.

Pian Zheng was standing next to the corpse and said in a deep voice, "I don't see it. ”

Yu Shijing was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the person who spoke seemed to be the same person who interrupted him just now.

I didn't know when I entered the room and looked back and forth a few times.

She reached out and lifted the brocade quilt on Hu Guan's body, and looked down at Hu Guan's corpse.

"Bold! You ......" The housekeeper stepped forward and scolded, hurriedly reaching out to catch the hand holding Hu Guan's palm.

Ali quickly grabbed the butler with his backhand, and said coldly: "Bold, the person who came is Mulan's torture envoy, how many heads do you dare to spread wild here!" ”

When Yu Shijing heard this, he was a little puzzled, and then he looked over and said suspiciously: "Mulan proposed a torture envoy? ”

It turned out that this was the female official who had not been to the court when she was sick in January, but was reused by the emperor.

"It's almost noon, the sun is shining, and it's time for lunch, and Madame is ready to rest? Is it unwell? ”

"She's disheveled, how can she lie down when she's lying on the bed? She has such a habit of resting every day? ”

"In addition, people who are distressed usually carry all the medicines with them, so is it possible that this medicine bottle is left on the table on weekdays?"

"Madame's hair bun is scattered, if she rests, how can she not disassemble the bun and Zhu Hai, and lie down like this, won't she be scratched?"

When he asked a few words, no one in the room answered.

When Shijing came back to his senses, he pondered about the question of the kite, and there was a suspicion in his heart.

"Madame's medicine bottle, you really should carry it close to you. My wife had been sick at night, so if she had fallen asleep, the medicine would have been hidden under her pillow, and it should be within reach. ”

The housekeeper couldn't figure it out, "Madame rarely rests during the day, most of the time she takes a walk in the small garden, and even if she is unwell, she rarely rests on the couch during the day." Mrs. was worried that the old man would not know when he would come back, and said that it was inconvenient. ”

"Then it doesn't make sense here." She straightened up and pointed to the table.

"The medicine bottle is resting on the table, but she is on the bed, too far away, this is one of them."

"People who don't rest on weekdays are lying in bed today, and Zhu Hai has not been removed, this is the second."

"Third, she had grip marks on her hands and wrists, and her nails seemed to be stained with dander and blood, so it was inferred that she should have had an argument with someone before she died."

When Yu Shijing heard that the pity was like a witty sentence, he was stunned and said: "You mean ...... Isn't my wife distressed? ”

Lian Zheng said lightly: "It is not clear whether it was due to distress, but the cause of her death is by no means so simple, and it needs to be examined in detail." ”

"Autopsy?" Yu Shijing's face darkened.

He hadn't heard a lot of rumors about this Mulan torture envoy dissecting the corpse.

"Yes, if it depends on whether it is caused by normal distress and death......"

Yu Shijing frowned: "What do you think?" ”

Lian Zheng thought for a moment and said: "Usually there are several situations in which distress attacks abnormally: first, rapid heartbeat caused by strenuous exercise; second, irregular work and rest lead to heart dysfunction; The third is the recurrence of distress caused by excessive shock, and the effect of drugs may also lead to the onset of distress. ”

Pian Zheng looked at the subordinate outside and asked, "Did Madame make any big moves before she entered the room?" ”

The subordinates shook their heads, and the housekeeper said: "Madame is happy to be quiet, at most, she walks on weekdays, and has no other preferences." ”

Lian Zheng probed Hu Guan's corpse with the back of his hand.

Shortly after his death, he still had a residual temperature, no abnormal body temperature, and no additional strenuous exercise.

Usually people who are distressed and sick are not likely to do something that threatens their lives for no reason.

Lian Zheng looked at Hu Yun's face again, her skin was beautiful, moist and shiny, and it didn't look like she had an irregular schedule.

Then there are the last two left: first, fright; 2. Drugs.

To confirm both, an autopsy is required.

"Lord Yu, if Mrs. is not a normal distressed sudden death, it must be the autopsy that will ....... Mrs.

"No autopsy!" Yu Shijing snapped off, not even wanting to look at the pityan again.

"Please ask Mulan to stop such thoughts, otherwise the old man will have to go up and ask the emperor to call the shots."

Pian Zheng raised her eyebrows slightly, and was silent and did not answer.

"Parents who suffer from the skin of the body, how can it be child's play! My wife is the righteous daughter of the current prime minister, not some grass village woman, if the body is not found after the autopsy, dare to ask you can afford this responsibility! ”

Yu Shijing's face was pale, and it could be seen that he was angry with the pitiful kite.

Indeed, when she was in Beixian, most of the corpses were unclaimed, and they were dissected.

But in this Changjing City, how can these dignitaries and dignitaries accept it.

If you don't cut it......

Lian Zheng didn't have the idea of persuading more, so as not to add to his own blockage.

"If you do a normal autopsy, Lord Yu won't stop you, right?" The pityan flickered lightly.

Yu Shijing snorted coldly, he naturally knew that the newly promoted female official was from a lowly background, and it was her job to do it.

Pian Zheng could hear the attitude of this voice, and didn't want to talk to him more, so he put a cold face on the other side.

"Get out." She frowned and lowered the veils on either side of the bed net.

Yu Shijing watched from afar, but refused to leave.

Pity Zheng said coldly: "Don't worry, Lord Yu, I will never take the knife without your consent, Shang Zi took the knife and made his own opinion, if Lord Yu is not at ease, he will stay." ”

Wei Shi Yin saw her resolute attitude, so he took the lead and walked out.

Yu Shijing originally wanted to stay, but when he saw King Sheng leaving the house, he had to hesitate and frown to follow.

"King Lao Fu Sheng has brought my coroner, and I need someone to take detailed notes for me."

In order to make things easier, Pian Zheng let Feng Yin put Thirteen by her side early, and the position of coroner was the most suitable.

Wei Department Yin smiled shallowly, hid it in his eyes, and let Ah Li do it.

Yu Shijing was surprised, this female official dared to instruct King Sheng?

Lian Zheng closed the door first, and then carefully continued to examine Hu Guan's body.

Although Hu Guan's clothes are messy, the neckline has traces of being dragged by someone, and the folds are still there.

Lian Zheng took a hairpin from the room and used a sharp point to pick out a bloody stain in Hu Yun's nails.

Pian Zheng rubbed it slightly, and found that there was some dander faintly mixed in the blood.

But after she looked at it carefully, it wasn't quite so, and for a while people couldn't tell what it was.

There were also vermilion marks on the fingertips of Hu Yun's right hand, which were initially inferred to be rubbed together when he grabbed something.

After carefully examining the corners of the clothes, he carefully untied Hu Guan's clothes.

There were tea stains and dust on the cuffs, indicating where she had fallen.

In addition, there were no obvious wounds on Hu Guan's limbs and abdomen and back.

Secondly, Hu Guan's armpits were slightly red, and he had a life reaction.

It should be that someone should have grabbed Hu Guan's arm and dragged her to the bed?

If that's the case......

She looked down and found the neatly arranged shoes at the foot of the bed.

She hurriedly picked it up and glanced at the heel of her shoe.

Sure enough, there was wear and tear!

In the end, Lian Zheng put on Hu Guan's clothes one by one and began to look at the room in detail.

There was tea on the cuff, indicating that she was supposed to linger at the table, but for some reason she knocked over the teacup and probably fell to the ground.

The rear window is open, and the dressing table is neat and uncluttered.

There was still half a pot of tea left on the tabletop, an empty cup on the tabletop, and there were no water stains on the tablecloth and the floor.

Could it be that someone has cleaned it up?

The reason why Hu Wan was on the bed was probably dragged over later, but there are obvious contradictions between the clues.

"Someone." The kiteper spoke up and called the people outside into the house.

When Yu Shijing heard this, he was about to push the door in.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he opened his mouth and asked, "How is the investigation?" ”

Before he could say anything, he quickly brushed his shoulders and stepped out of the room.

She stood at the door, ignoring Yu Shijing behind her, and only poked her eyes out: "Where is the next person who just replied?" ”

Ah Fang was still waiting outside the door, and when he heard this, he was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and replied, "The slave is here." ”

"When you entered the house, the door was open? Was Madame already in bed at that time? ”

Ah Fang lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her, and bowed his head in a low voice: "If you go back to your lordship, the door is closed, and Mrs. is already lying on the bed." ”

"Is there anything on the ground, is the back window open?" Pian Zheng asked.

Ah Fang timidly raised his eyes and glanced at Yu Shijing.

"Slave...... Minion...... There was nothing on the floor when I entered...... The rear window minion didn't pay attention to ......"

"Bastard! What do you want! Yu Shijing even turned red with anger, and kicked at Ah Fang.

"Master forgive the sins, the slave really didn't see anything......."

If the back window is open, maybe the villain will not be able to get out from the back.

"Lord Yu, the cause of Mrs. Hu's death is indeed a bit strange, it is not like an ordinary illness death, the body cannot be buried for the time being, only after the official decides the case, it can be buried."

"Lord Mulan said this lightly, a good person, or my wife, if you can't be buried, it's hard for you to send her to Yizhuang!" Yu Shijing smiled angrily, and his eyebrows and eyes were fierce.

Pian Zheng nodded lightly: "Exactly." ”

"I see who dares!" Yu Shijing's face changed in anger, and his cuffs flicked, "Contemptible lady, who dares to take it by force?" ”