Chongzheng Hall.
Zhao Zhen is sneaking around again.
He was disappointed that Su Wuming's fifth volume was no longer available, but even if there was no new plot to solve the case, he could still review the previous chapters.
With the answer to who the murderer was, and looking at the process of solving the case, he found more details that echoed back and forth, and he couldn't help but be hooked.
Until there was a slight cough in front of me.
Zhao Zhen raised his head suddenly and saw Yan Shu standing in front of him. He quickly put the book down and stood up with a red face: "Sir!"
Yan Shu saluted: "Official!"
He was a little helpless. That day, he had a drink with this man who was appreciating a new song. Although he loved that masterpiece very much, he also had some intentions of teasing the little emperor.
Compared with the legends that are just for entertainment, you still have to focus on the classics and history, and you must not lose your mind by playing with things when you are not appreciating poetry.
But now it seems that it still fails to achieve educational significance.
Zhao Zhen understood this meaning, so he was prepared this time and solemnly took out a stack of manuscripts: "This is the remaining manuscript I invited from Di Shilin. I hope you will take a look at it, sir!"
"Is this another new storybook legend?"
Yan Shu sighed secretly. He also didn't want such a promising student to be paid premature attention by the officials, lose his sense of proportion, and become a lucky minister.
Yan Shu has the right to speak on this point.
At that time, he was extremely loved by Zhenzong and loved him like a son. For a while, he developed an arrogant heart and was rejected by his colleagues. Later, he learned a lesson and calmed down. He knew that instead of being protected by the imperial power, it was better to look up to him and be clear about it. He has been among the ministers for a long time.
But when he received the manuscript, Yan Shu, with a critical perspective, only read the first paragraph, his expression changed, and he read it carefully, paragraph by paragraph.
The incomplete manuscripts written by Di Jin did not include the part where he experienced the corpse. After all, he could not completely rely on the officials of Bingzhou. He still had to follow up with the opportunity of actual contact before writing to avoid criticism from others.
What he wrote mainly emphasized the role of the work, the necessary abilities and the review matters of the corpse.
If the policeman needs to go to the place where the murder occurred for an autopsy, even if the victim's family does not allow it, he must communicate with the government officials at the inspection site to clarify the autopsy procedures and written record requirements.
Autopsy should not be done hastily, and requires preliminary and re-examination. All autopsy forms will be printed and issued by the Department of Punishments and Prisons in the prescribed format in triplicate and numbered.
When a murder occurs, one of these autopsy forms will be kept in the prefecture and county government offices, one will be delivered to the victim's family, and one will be reported to the Criminal Division for review. This prevents many local government offices from hastily and perfunctoryly.
These may not seem practical, but don't underestimate the ancient case-handling procedures. It is indeed the content of "The Collection of Cleansing of Wrongs" and was practiced to a certain extent in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Song Ci, as the fourth-level executioner, wrote not only the methods of autopsy, but also the key points of administrative supervision. It is impossible for Di Jin to write in such detail at this stage, but a brief overview is refreshing. It further proves that the main theme of the book is by no means empty talk.
"Human life is as big as the sky... What a saying: Human life is as big as the sky!"
Even though Yan Shu looks so wealthy now, he actually comes from an ordinary family. Although he is certainly better off than the poorest common people, if he is not a prodigy and is promoted to an official position, he will really encounter natural and man-made disasters, which will also be the end of a humble life. I couldn't help but sigh: "This Di Shilin has the heart of a great sage to help the world!"
Zhao Zhen showed a smile, nodded repeatedly, and secretly thought: "Sir, just like Mao Ze, both praised this highly!"
To be honest, compared to Zhang Maoze's emotion when he took it over, he was far less deeply moved by the above words. He only felt that it was a benevolent act for the benefit of the people. If it were written into a book, it would be a great book. .
Taking it out now is mainly to show my husband that I am by no means lost in playing with things. This detective solves the case and has great practical significance. It is also a learning.
As expected, the husband was also shocked. Can he read the book openly?
Yan Shu did read the remaining manuscript carefully, and indeed he approved it very much. Then with a smile as bright as spring breeze, he bowed his hands and said, "Can the official give me this "The Biography of Su Wuming" for a look? I have heard about his name for a long time, but I haven't read it yet." It’s over!”
Zhao Zhen's smile froze instantly.
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Half an hour later.
Zhao Zhen, who had been confiscated, finished the class without any interest and walked out of Chongzheng Hall, only to see Zhang Maoze not far away, bowing slightly and talking to an old eunuch.
The old eunuch was none other than Jiang Deming. He noticed the sight very keenly and immediately bowed his back, even more exaggeratedly than Zhang Maoze: "Official!"
"Jiang Duzhi is exempt from courtesy!"
Zhao Zhen still respects the elderly, not to mention that this person is the most trusted person around the eldest lady. He raised his hand and said, "What did Jiang Duzhi and Mao Ze say?"
Jiang Deming's face was full of smiles, and his smile was quite kind: "When I return to the official house, Mao Ze went out of the palace before, and after returning, he reported a set of incomplete manuscripts to Neidong Mensi? The old slave was a little confused, so he came to ask... …”
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The Neidongmen Division is in charge of prohibiting people from entering and exiting the palace, and they need to report all the items they carry. The Imperial City Division is also in charge of these. Zhao Zhen suddenly understood and patiently explained: "That is Di Shilin, a talented man from Bingzhou, who has some opinions on criminal cases. Mao Ze After it was sent to the palace, Mr. Yan also saw it just now and was full of praise!"
Jiang Deming's smile became more kind: "I see, this old slave knows this name even in the palace!"
Zhao Zhen nodded, said a few words kindly, and then left.
"Congratulations to the official family!"
Jiang Deming bent over and lowered his head, listening to the footsteps of the most noble man in the world gradually disappearing, his eyes became extremely cold.
Jiang Deming had five confidants under his command to handle matters outside the palace, and he personally ascertained the news inside the palace, especially what the Queen Mother and the officials thought of the scholar.
The Empress Dowager kept her emotions in check, and with Jiang Deming's ability to observe people's emotions, he still hadn't figured out what her attitude was towards the scholar who had caused Liu's face to be so disgraceful.
But even thinking about it, I hate it, but I have nowhere to start.
After all, the other party is not an official yet, so there is no way to use official methods to control it. The most important literary name for the imperial examination scholars has been reversed as the previous turmoil subsided. At this stage, there is really no good way to retaliate.
As for the officials, when they learned that Zhao Zhen liked the storybooks written by the other party very much, Jiang Deming was not surprised but happy. Instead, he hoped that the other party would continue writing storybooks for the entertainment of the officials.
That is Yukiomi's route. Jiang Deming is the leader on this track. He has a hundred ways to kill his opponent.
Unexpectedly, this boy is so young, but he can withstand the temptation of being valued by the emperor. It is such a pity...
Jiang Deming sighed silently, suppressing the hatred in his heart, his eyes became kind and majestic, and walked all the way towards the office in the back province.
"Everyone knows! Everyone knows!"
Before he could reach the door, he saw Jia Xianchun coming quickly. When he came to his side, he said excitedly: "Good news, our manpower guarding outside Di's house is gone!"
Jiang Deming raised his eyebrows: "Dead?"
"Four policemen found blood stains, I'm afraid it's a disaster!" It was clear that his own family's life or death was uncertain, but Jia Xianchun said with obvious excitement: "This guy must be unable to hold back and started to take action!"
Jiang Deming couldn't help but show joy at first. It was a great deal to exchange a few humble lives of the Imperial City Division for a promising scholar. But when he thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong: "What did you do?"
Jia Xianchun said: "I just stayed outside the house and deliberately exposed my whereabouts..."
The joy on Jiang Deming's face quickly faded: "Is that just that?"
Jia Xianchun understood what this person meant: "Those scholars are very arrogant. Nowadays, Di Jin is also famous in the capital. Even the family of the Queen Mother's relatives is notorious for being tormented by him. How can we bear this if it doesn't become even more arrogant?" Are we waiting for a provocation? I secretly killed a few pawns as a retaliation, which is perfectly normal!"
Jiang Deming's face turned cold and he cursed unceremoniously: "You idiot! This person can have such a reputation, but you regard him as mediocre? Did you know that the officials wanted to read the script, but this person refused? ?”
"ah……"
Jia Xianchun was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Why did he reject this opportunity to become a successful person?"
Jiang Deming thought that if you could say this, it would prove that you could only be a trivial hooker in the Imperial City Division for the rest of your life. However, the Imperial City Division did all the dirty work, and such a person is not bad as a subordinate. He said calmly: " Go check it out now. Why are those subordinates missing? If it is really Di Shilin's hand, look for evidence immediately. Whenever you find something, record it as a major achievement! If not, report it randomly and let our imperial city Si lost his trust in front of the Queen Mother, huh!"
Although it was just a nasal sound, Jia Xianchun was already breaking out in a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Yes! Yes!"
Bending where he was, Jia Xianchun wiped away his cold sweat and left in a hurry until Jiang Deming's figure completely entered the chamber of maid's affairs.
When he arrived outside Laoqiao Alley, he called over the confidant he had complained to before and slapped him across the face: "Who killed our people? Did you see clearly?"
The confidant was dumbfounded and said in a trembling voice: "Gouya...Gouya...the four of them disappeared suddenly. I really don't know who did it, but the biggest suspect is the person inside, isn't it?"
Jia Xianchun snorted: "That man has a bright future, and everyone in the government knows it. Will he get his hands dirty because of a few bastard lives like yours?"
The confidant lowered his head, not daring to answer, and felt extremely uncomfortable for a while.
Anyone who is regarded as a lowly life will feel sad, even they, the pawns of the Imperial City Division, are not completely numb.
Jia Xianchun ignored it and almost pointed at his nose and said: "You guys keep an eye on me! Work shifts day and night! If someone strikes again, you must catch the other person's whereabouts, at least know who it is!"
All the soldiers took the order: "Yes..."
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"Big brother, we killed four, but there are more people protecting him!"
Hearing the helpless voice of his junior brother behind him, Wu Jing's eyes were sharp, but he was unwavering: "After investigating a case for a powerful person, will there be someone to protect him day and night? I don't believe that this group of people can keep guarding him, wait! We must wait until The day they let up!”
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