While the students outside the Imperial Academy were rejoicing and worrying about the results, Di Jin, who was considered a formidable opponent by three famous ministers in history, did not study at home.
Just now, the latest news of the investigation came from Wu Jing. Sun Hong's medical clinic was really famous in the capital because it often treated children from wealthy families.
In history, there was a famous doctor named Qian Yi in the Northern Song Dynasty. He wrote "Pediatric Medicine and Syndrome Direct Jue", which for the first time systematically summarized the syndrome differentiation and treatment methods for children. From then on, pediatrics developed into an independent discipline, which was regarded by later generations as As a classic work on pediatrics, Qian Yi is honored as "the sage of pediatrics" and "the originator of pediatrics".
This is a bit like Song Ci's position in the field of criminal investigation and autopsy. There were still a lot of previous works, but the quality varied. In the same way, before Qian Yi's "Pediatric Medicine and Syndrome Direct Jue", it does not mean that no one looked at pediatric diseases. On the contrary, there is a huge demand in this area, but there is no systematic summary.
The main reason is that it is too difficult. In ancient times, doctors called pediatrics a "mute department" because children themselves often cannot explain clearly and can only cry. Their pulses are weak and difficult to see, making it difficult to identify syndromes by pulse diagnosis. In addition, the mortality rate is so high that it is difficult to say what the disease is. The doctor's medical skills are not enough, or the child is born weak and cannot be cured by medical skills...
Precisely because of the difficulties, a good pediatrician is bound to be highly respected among the people. It may not be possible to make a fortune every day and live an extremely wealthy life, but it is still normal to support a family in the capital.
So after Wu Jing provided this investigation into the source of Sun Hong's money, the line was basically broken.
"The mystery is difficult to solve!"
Di Jin was not surprised, but a little helpless.
For now, several leads are broken.
He was the first to discover that Sun Hong's youngest son and daughter had all died in infancy, and felt something was strange. He asked Di Xiangling to start with the funeral industry, and indeed found the shop that performed funerals for the Sun family three years ago, and determined that Sun Hong's youngest son and daughter died at almost the same time. , and were eventually buried together.
According to the memories of people in the shop, this high-ranking official was very generous and had extremely strict regulations on funerals. However, he was also extremely sad and almost fainted from crying on the spot.
There was nothing special about the whole process, and the clues were broken.
As for the clues provided by Gongsun Ce, a similar case of headless mass murder also occurred in Hezhou. Not to mention the long distance, it cannot be verified for a while. Even if it is certain, if there is no further characteristic connection, it is just based on the similarity of the method of death. , and cannot be combined...
Another clue that couldn't be followed up.
Di Jin shook his head, but was not discouraged. He returned to his desk and took out the criminal record of his former official Yuan Hongjing.
Regarding the former judge of the Kaifeng government office, Di Jin further learned about the situation from Lu Andao. Yuan Hongjing was not a Jinshi, but had passed the Ming Jing Ke examination.
Everyone knows this saying: Thirty-year-old Ming Jing, fifty-year-old Jinshi. Everyone knows the difficulty of the two subjects. Therefore, everyone in the world is proud to take the Jinshi exam. Ming Jing exam seems to be the choice of those who want to make a fool of themselves.
After all, the end of a lifetime's hard work for an official from Ming Jing Ke is to be a grassroots official, which is exactly the starting point for a Jinshi. The career development of the two is completely different.
But in fact, Di Renjie became an official in Ming Jing Ke, because although the Di family had several officials at that time, it was still a poor family in terms of family status. No matter how good Di Renjie's knowledge was, he probably would not be able to pass the Jinshi examination, so he could only I settled for the next best thing and chose Ming Jing Ke.
In the same way, Ming Jing Ke does not mean low ability. On the contrary, those who can pass the Ming Jing Ke test prove that they have a certain level of education and intelligent thinking. These people may be officials at the bottom and cannot leave their names in history. They are well known to future generations, but their abilities in their respective fields may also be excellent.
Yuan Hongjing is such a person. His records are all ordinary cases, but they are recorded in extremely detail.
In terms of pattern, it is naturally far inferior to Song Ci's "Resolution of Wrongs", but the summary of the on-site investigation is quite informative.
Di Jin has read it a second time. The first time is pure reading, and the second time is to excerpt useful passages from Yuan Hongjing's transcripts and use them as quotes. After a little modification, they logically form "Collection of Clearing Wrongs". chapter in.
A large part of this work has been carried out, and now after another two-quarters of an hour of copying, the transcript has reached the last page.
The last case happened in October of the first year of Tiansheng. It was a case of a quack doctor harming people. Judging from the time, it didn't take long for the murder case to happen.
According to Yuan Hongjing's habit of taking notes while investigating cases, at least some content should be recorded.
But maybe it was because the case was too serious and I was busy as a prosecutor and couldn't find time to record it, or it could be for other reasons. Anyway, the record-keeping stopped abruptly in October.
Di Jin checked the transcript that night when he received it. Judging from the binding of the pages, there was no sign that the last few pages had been torn. Of course, if you were careful, you could remove the last few pages and bind them into a volume again. Totally doable.
Of course, if the murderer really discovered the existence of the transcript, there would be no need to go to all that trouble. He would just burn it to ashes, just like the fire in the torture chamber.
So Di Jin didn't think he would get any key clues from it, but as he was writing, he suddenly looked at the last case recorded in the record, and his pen slowly stopped:
"Yuan Da, a blacksmith from Shilipu in the outer city, sued the quack doctor Yan Cheng for misdiagnosing the child's illness, causing his youngest son to become ill and his mother to fall ill from a rage."
"The quack doctor Yan Cheng...the child's illness...the old mother became angry and fell ill..."
Di Jin's eyes moved, he put away the notes, stood up and walked out of the study, walked through the yard, and arrived at the back door.
There was a carriage parked outside the back door, and the driver on the carriage was not Wu Jing, but his junior brother Wu Jue.
Wu Jing's dharma name is Wu Jing. The names of the four junior disciples on Wutai Mountain are all Wu, which means Wu Ming, Wu Zhao, Wu Jue, and Wu Ben. They are all quite Zen-like, but Qing Jing cannot be seen from their appearance at all. The meaning of enlightenment.
This Wujue is particularly rugged, with a muscular body and a dark complexion. He is only slightly thinner than Lei Cheng.
Seeing Di Jin coming out at this time, he immediately jumped down and said angrily: "Master, what are your orders?"
Di Jin got on the carriage and said, "Go to Shilipu, the outer city."
"drive!"
Compared with Wu Jing's driving skills, this one is relatively useless, driving from inside the city to outside the city.
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When Di Jin got out of the car, everyone exhaled. Fortunately, he was strong and practiced martial arts. With Guo Chengshou's physique, he went in vertically and came out horizontally.
Wu Jue suppressed his blush and followed behind him sternly: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Di Jin said: "You are a full-time coachman, you cannot drive like this."
Wu Jue whispered: "I only know how to practice martial arts on weekdays, and I don't know anything else. Senior Brother also said that I..."
Di Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with concentrating on one thing, so he took advantage of the situation and asked, "What weapons are you good at?"
"Axe!" Wu Jue paused and added confidently: "I'm good at double axes!"
Di Jin looked at his skin color and body, imagined the scene when he wielded his two axes, and couldn't help but feel a little narrow-minded: "It is inconvenient to call you by this name, so why not call you Tieniu!"
"Tieniu... Tieniu..." Wu Jue squeezed his palms and felt quite satisfied: "The name is so majestic, I like it!"
With Tieniu in hand, Di Jin always felt that his painting style had changed a bit, and headed towards the depths of Shilipu.
Beyond the city wall, it is no longer a plan of the government, but a street formed by the spontaneous gathering of the people. As the name suggests, Shilipu is said to be full of shops of all kinds for ten miles. Although it is an exaggeration, when Di Jin really walked in, he also Discover the prosperity that is no less prosperous than the neighborhoods in the city.
He did not search directly, but scanned the target, looked at the idle man on the street, and waved: "Come here!"
The idle man had long since noticed that there were not many young masters with a bodyguard like Tieniu, not to mention Di Jin's appearance and temperament. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young man, pay homage to the scholar!"
Di Jin said: "Is there a blacksmith named Yuan Da in your ten-mile shop?"
The idle man blinked: "This..."
Only then did Di Jin realize that he had not brought Lin Xiaoyi with him, and Tieniu behind him was obviously not suitable for the job of giving money. He took out a handful of money from the purse around his waist and said, "Take me to find him!"
"Okay!" The idle man nodded and took it, and immediately answered fluently: "Yuan Da is a famous blacksmith among us. All the iron tools he makes are very useful, and he is an honest person. There are big iron shops recruiting him. He’s not even going!”
Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. Before reaching the blacksmith shop, Di Jin found several customers who had just walked out. They looked like residents of the surrounding area. They came out with sickles and iron tools. Their faces were full of satisfaction, while the idle men He had already run in: "Yuan Da! Yuan Da! I've got a distinguished guest for you! Please treat me to a drink!"
Not long after, he dragged a man out.
This blacksmith Yuan Da is not an honest and amiable person. On the contrary, he has a rather ferocious appearance. He has a scar on his cheek. He can tell at a glance that he is someone who is not easy to mess with. His expression is not cold. He clasped his fists and said: "The official took a look at this." You are a distinguished guest, come to the small blacksmith shop, if you have anything to build, just give me your orders!"
Di Jin said: "If I don't tell others what I want to build, go in and tell others! Tieniu, just watch from the outside!"
Wu Jue responded dully: "Okay!"
"Could it be that I am forging some kind of weapon..."
The idle man immediately knew something was wrong, and shrank back. When he looked at the person again, he had disappeared. Yuan Da frowned slightly, but he was not very afraid: "Please, sir!"
After the two of them walked into the blacksmith shop, Di Jin looked at the blacksmith, and his tone was a little more intimate: "You may not know, but I have a friend who knows you. He is very concerned about your mother's health? Remember her three years ago? Still sick..."
When Yuan Da heard this, he twitched the corner of his mouth and barely suppressed the mocking: "The official may have remembered the wrong person. I have lost my mother since I was a child. How come I was still sick three years ago?"
Di Jin frowned: "That's not right. My friend said that your grandson fell ill three years ago because his grandson was misunderstood by a quack pediatrician, which made him so angry..."
"Ha! My son is already old and married, how could he be treated like a quack by a pediatrician..."
Yuan Da sneered. He was just about to see off the guests, but his movements suddenly became certain: "Three years ago... a quack doctor... I wonder who the high official's friend is?"
Di Jin said: "Yuan Gang, whose courtesy name is Hongjing, do you recognize him?"
Yuan Da's expression suddenly changed, showing a look of caution, and his hand even touched the blacksmith's tools.
However, Di Jin did not wait for him to clarify after taking action. Instead, he took out the criminal records, opened the first page, and revealed the writing: "Can you recognize this thing?"
Yuan Da stared at the handwriting carefully, discerned it for a while, then relaxed and said slowly: "It's the calligraphy of my benefactor! It's the calligraphy of my benefactor!"
Di Jin asked: "What is your relationship with Yuan Tuiguan?"
Yuan Da said in a deep voice: "Yuan Tuiguan and I are members of the same family, and he is also my benefactor! Without his rescue, I would have been slandered and imprisoned back then, and exiled thousands of miles away!"
Di Jin nodded: "Okay! Then what did Yuan Tuiguan entrust you with back then?"
"have!"
Yuan Da took a deep breath, opened a small hidden compartment behind the blacksmithing stove, and took out an object wrapped in oilcloth, his eyes red: "My benefactor said back then that maybe no one would come to take this object in his lifetime, but I plan to stay here at Shilipu until he comes back to retrieve this thing, or like a high-ranking official, he comes to look for me with his notes... I actually hope that my benefactor comes back!"
Yuan Hongjing came back to pick it up, which naturally means that he is still alive, and if someone else comes to pick it up, then this loyal official who has done his duty will definitely be in trouble...
Di Jin could understand the other party's expectations. Why didn't he hope that such a good official who was dedicated to his duties would not suffer bad luck? But it was useless to say anything at this time. He could only take it solemnly with both hands and slowly open the oilcloth package.
Inside is a stack of records!
The last case that Yuan Hongjing handled before his disappearance, the transcript of the murder of the capital in the first year of Tiansheng!
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