January 1, 1515 is a very memorable day, when King Louis XII of France died. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Louis XII inherited the strategy of his predecessor, Charles VIII, and spent his entire life in the crusade against Italy, but he did not complete the conquest until his death.

In addition to this failure, Louis XII also had an unsuccessful thing, that is, he did not give birth to a son before he died, according to the French inheritance law, women were not allowed to inherit the throne, and only his son-in-law François could take over the throne.

After François ascended the throne, he continued his conquest with Italy. At this time, the Italian peninsula had entered the Renaissance period, and the French later took pride in their cultural tradition, thanks to François, and the French king, in contact with the Italians, became very interested in art, and even invited Da? Vinci went to live in France.

It was in this atmosphere in France that in 1533, Vesalius, the founder of modern anatomy, came from the University of Leuven in Belgium to study medicine at the University of Paris. But then again, the main reason why Vesalius came to Paris was not because he had a good impression of François, but because Vesalius's father had just become François's personal bodyguard.

Since he entered the university, he studied Galen's anatomy under the guidance of his teacher Dubois, and in the process of studying, Vesalius found that many of Galen's descriptions of the human body were similar to those of animals, and thought that Galen could not dissect humans in his time, so he decided to find a cadaver autopsy himself to verify Galen's anatomy.

Vesalius began to sneak around at night looking for corpses, and after a period of probing, he fell in love with the Cemetery of the Holy Child. The Holy Infant Cemetery is named after the Holy Infant Church on the side, it is said to commemorate the story of the Holy Child in the Bible, after the completion of the convenient location, more and more people are buried here, the corpse is overcrowded, sometimes the newly buried body of the person digs out the coffin of others, which is convenient for Vesalius to rob the body and dissect. Vesalius also has a good conscience, and every time he dissects the corpse, he does not forget to send the corpse back and put it in the coffin.

One summer in 1535, as night fell, Vesalius snuck up to the cemetery outside the Church of the Holy Child, where he came to steal the body again. He has made a lot of new discoveries in the area of bones recently, many of Galen's descriptions are wrong, a female corpse stolen earlier has been moved back and buried, and today he wants to try his luck to find an intact male corpse.

Vesalius searched around the cemetery, pried open several exposed coffins, but was disappointed, either a female corpse or a rotting stinky corpse, and when he saw a male corpse that still looked like a point, Vesalius dragged it out and found that the leg was actually equipped with a wooden prosthesis, and Vesalius was disappointed.

Suddenly, there was a flash of thunder, the wind was strong, and Vesalius decided to leave the cemetery and go home, seeing that it was going to rain. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the sound of the carriage in the distance, and someone was talking: "It's going to rain, and the captain wants us to bury him, this is not tired, I got wet in the rain, and my mother-in-law will scold me again."

Vesalius hurriedly bent down and hid behind a tombstone, and another voice sounded: "I think too, you can throw it down, this kind of daring thief is innocent, dare to steal His Majesty's paintings, His Majesty hanged him is considered a gift to him, and he should be sent to the guillotine to be beheaded!" ”

Vesari thought that if something so big happened, maybe my father would have to stay in the palace tonight. The previous voice sounded again, "But I heard the old man say that after death, the soul will go out of the body, and if it is not buried, the soul will float all over the city and come to us."

"Phew, if you want to dig it, Andris used to study medicine, he said that this is all, I don't believe you go back and ask him."

Vesalius was taken aback that the two men actually knew his father, Andris.

"The old people say that the soul still has weight, and people will become lighter when they die." The previous voice still didn't believe it.

The person behind said again, "You still believe this, how many people did we kill when we followed His Majesty into the city of Milan, Italy?" Which one is buried? Don't these ghosts come to seduce us? If what you say is true, we would have died a long time ago, and we wouldn't be alive now? ”

The previous voice was suspicious, and he stopped talking.

The carriage stopped, and after a loud sound, the carriage resounded again.

Vesalius stepped forward, a corpse lying on the ground, by the light of lightning, Vesalius saw the face clearly, it was a young man, Vesalius was surprised and then secretly cursed himself for sin.

Vesalius turned the corpse over with his face to the ground, straddled himself on the corpse's waist, then reached out and grabbed the corpse's arms, and with a shard on his waist, Vesalius stood up with the corpse on his back.

The rain began to rain and Vesalius walked towards his yard, late at night, there was no one on the street, and Vesalius knew that as long as he dodged the patrolling guards, he would not be discovered.

He quickened his pace, and just turned a corner, there was a light on the side, and a team of guards rushed over in the rain with lanterns, and there were still people talking inside: "Today's patrol shift is doubled, someone just now sneaked into the palace and stole paintings and was executed, maybe there are accomplices in the city." ”

Vesalius slipped and fell, leaving his body lying on the ground.

"What people!" The guards shouted, Vesalius hurriedly picked up the corpse and ran wildly, the guards chased after him at the back door, Vesalius ran wildly with the courage of digging the grave, and the guards chased after him.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, Vesalius had already run to the back door of his house, and he took advantage of the darkness to dodge in. The guards followed and found that the man was gone, and when they looked around the house, they found that it was the residence of the palace guard, Lord Andris, and they withdrew with a grunt.

Vesalius set up a workshop in the courtyard to dissect corpses, which was sometimes a bit strange, and the neighbors were afraid to speak out because of his father's identity.

Vesalius had lost his strength, placed the body on the ground, and dragged it towards the autopsy room with great difficulty. Once in the dissection room, Vesalius took a sip of water, took off his soaked clothes, and changed into a dry suit. Vesalius came to the corpse, first cut the corpse's clothes, and then wrapped the corpse in a net bag as usual, and hung it on a large scale hook hanging from the roof, the young man was not heavy, two hundred livres, Vesalius recorded it on paper, and the weight of the bones behind him did not know how much, Vesalius calculated in his heart.

Vesalius opened the net, the corpse rolled out, and suddenly he heard a sound like drinking water, the silence of the night was very clear, Vesalius was startled, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and to his surprise, the corpse's Adam's apple was shaking.

Vesalius picked up the candlestick and looked closer, yes, the corpse was moving! Vesalius didn't think about it, put down the candlestick, and grabbed the corpse's neck with both hands, and the corpse squirmed a few more times, and did not move.

Vesalius sat on the ground with his ass: I killed, I killed! He shouted loudly in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound with his hands in his hair.

Vesalius turned his head and didn't dare to look at the corpse, the conversation between the two corpse bearers sounded in his head, the ghost is coming to me, the ghost is coming to me, Vesari trembled in horror, although he didn't believe in these legends, he was still suspicious that he really killed someone.

He decided to carry the body back to the cemetery and bury it, thinking of this, the person calmed down a little, the sound of the rain outside gradually became quieter, Vesalius stood up, and carried the body on his back as he could, probably because he had rested, and Vesalius felt that the body was lighter. After a thought, he put the body down again, put it back into the net pocket and hung it on the scale, huh? How is there one out of ten livres missing?

Vesalius was afraid, could the legend be true? He didn't hesitate any longer, grabbed a blanket, carefully wrapped the corpse, and ran all the way to the Holy Child's Cemetery, the Holy Child's Cemetery was empty, Vesalius found a neat place, buried the body in it, almost finished, it was already dawn, Vesalius bowed his head and prayed, and went home and couldn't support it anymore and fell asleep on the bed.

Vesalius was sleeping incense when he was woken up by his father Andris, who was holding his anatomical notes in one hand and a few rags in the other, and asked, "You went to steal the corpse again yesterday?" You are so bold, you dare to move your majesty's prisoners, and I will know what is going on as soon as the guards on patrol yesterday told me! ”

Vesalius looked at the rags, which were the clothes cut from the corpse yesterday, and Vesari defended: "Father, I have already sent him back, and the people you sent did not bury him at all, I buried him!" ”

Andris looked at his son suspiciously: "I don't care what method you use, don't let people suspect me, you destroy all the evidence for me!" With a bang, Andris tore off a page of Vesalius' autopsy notebook and lit it on fire, the rags still burning in the fire.

"Hurry up and finish your studies here, go back to Brussels, stay in Paris any longer, and the whole city will know that I have a son who can steal corpses!"

Vesalius did not speak to his father, but went into his room, quietly took out his diary, and wrote the title: One-tenth of the human soul.