After lunch, Yang Xianrong quietly left the palace with Cui Xi and Zhang Liangxue and went to the Beijun Mansion. Mao Hongbin was talking to Grandma Ruan. He was startled when he saw Yang Xianrong and wanted to kneel down to her immediately.
"Get up, don't make any noise." Yang Xianrong went out in casual clothes. He didn't put on makeup and looked a little thin. "Have the bodies of these two brides been examined again? I heard that they will be sent to Hongguang Temple."
"Just now, the female relatives of both families came over and cried. I heard Sima Lun said that they would be sent to Hongguang Temple to be saved by Master Xu, so they didn't cause any trouble. They all went back to prepare clothes for the funeral."
"Will there be another autopsy?"
Grandma Ruan nodded, "There are no external injuries on the body, and there are body spots. There are no foreign objects in the mouth and nose, and there are no signs of poisoning."
"Yang Xiaorong, I found out something." Mao Hongbin suddenly lowered his voice and motioned for her to come closer.
"Hey, what are you doing? This is your territory, what are you afraid of?" Yang Xianrong laughed, "You, be careful when you should, and always be careful when you shouldn't be. You first Chase away the onlookers at your door and call Qin Chaoge and my second brother to talk together."
"Qin Chaoge and Yang Xiankang went to the He family to help. They are both familiar martial guards. He Jiunian's family has been in a mess for a long time. He would have been alone on weekdays, but now his father, mother and brothers and sisters are all here. Now, I'm a little busy. I heard that he didn't even have a maid or servant in his family before. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tell me, so many people are here all of a sudden, and something like this happened again..."
"Okay, ignore him, first tell me what you found?" Yang Xianrong waved his hand, "Is there anything suspicious?"
"It can't be counted." Mao Hongbin mysteriously took out a county annals, indicating that it was Qingyang County. "Wasn't it about Xiao Ruobai and Shi Kaizhi before? I just checked some county annals to take a look. There is an article, look here..."
Yang Xianrong's eyes followed his fingers, and there was an autopsy report recorded in it. "The only daughter of the Chen family was married to Sima Ying, the king of Chengdu. She died suddenly on the day of the wedding. Her face was terribly painful, but her body had no external injuries or poisoning. She died of suspicion and palpitations."
"What does this mean?" Yang Xianrong was very confused.
Mao Hongbin turned another page, pointed to the text above and said: "This is the cross-mortem report. Counting the days, it should be eight years ago. Sima Ying married for the third time in his palace in Shu. The bride He also died in a sedan chair. It is possible that several county clerks were recruited to conduct an autopsy. Do they also feel that the death of the bride is suspicious?"
"That's true." Yang Xianrong took the county chronicle and started reading it again. Mao Hongbin continued: "I was just discussing something with Grandma Ruan. If someone died of heart palpitations, would his face be ferocious? But Grandma Ruan said not necessarily."
"Yes, there are many people who die from heart palpitations who end up with peaceful faces, but with edema on their bodies, and few of them have ferocious faces." Grandma Ruan explained in detail, "Heart palpitations can cause pneumothorax and suffocation. The most likely reason is to open their mouths to breathe. , but the mouth and eyes will not be crooked. Just now, after I inspected the body again, I found that the bride did not have edema, but was not in any condition, as if she was sleeping soundly."
"So, this is a point of doubt?" Yang Xianrong touched the handwriting on the county annals, thinking that Sima Ying eight years ago didn't seem to be that old. How uncomfortable it would be to face such a terrifying side of the sedan chair.
"If we can find the autopsy reports of other brides, we might know more." Grandma Ruan sighed softly.
"Master Mao, Zhao Wuwei is looking for you." A personal attendant passed the message at the door.
"Oh, let him in." Mao Hongbin glanced at Yang Xianrong, who nodded.
When Zhao Zhuo came in, he saw Yang Xianrong at one glance and immediately knelt down and said, "Empress."
"What's going on?" Yang Xianrong asked, "Is there something wrong with the prince?"
"I just went to the palace to find you... Commander Yuan said that you came to the Beijun Mansion..." Zhao Zhuo didn't know what to say, so he could only talk about his recent itinerary first, "Then... I... this... ...After the prince returned to the mansion yesterday, he locked himself in the room without coming out and making no sound. Beizhi wanted to go in and have a look, but he didn't dare, so Beizhi put the food at the door, but he knew that just now , I saw that the food was untouched, for fear that the prince would not be able to think about it..."
"...This matter shouldn't be too much to think about..." Yang Xianrong twitched the corner of his mouth, "This matter is not his problem. In fact, he should actively cooperate with everyone to check if there is any problem with this matter."
"The prince was actually very frightened. After vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood yesterday, his face turned pale..." Zhao Zhuo's face was full of anxiety, "The humble official thought that the relationship between the prince and the queen would be better, and maybe the queen could persuade him. …”
"The prince also believes that he has the destiny to conquer his wife?" Yang Xianrong interrupted Zhao Zhuo, "So, is he afraid now, or is he blaming himself?"
"I don't know this... humble position." Zhao Zhuo lowered his head.
"What should I say about this matter?" Yang Xianrong glanced at Mao Hongbin, "Now it is Mr. Mao who will handle this matter. There is a high probability that it will be handled as if the bride died of a sudden illness. However, I think We still need to investigate secretly. So, you go back and talk to the prince, and I will go over and ask him some things later. However, before that, I have to go to another place. "
"The prince ignores his humble position..." Zhao Zhuo whispered.
"Then you yell at him, yell at him as hard as you can, and tell him that the Queen will be here in a minute. You should prepare quickly." Yang Xianrong stood up, "In this case, you go buy a few buns, and then shout: Queen The empress wants you to finish these three buns! If you don’t finish them, she won’t come.”
"Ah this..." Zhao Zhuo's face was full of embarrassment, "I don't dare to do this in a humble position."
"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it." Yang Xianrong took out a tael of silver from his pocket, "Use this money to buy buns, and give the rest to the prince, and then ask him to buy buns for me."
"Ah this..." Zhao Zhuo grinned even more, "I don't dare to do this in a humble position."
"Okay, I'll tell Yuan Jianshuo later that I won't give you Wuwei the money to drink at the end of the month because Zhao Wuwei is disobedient."
"Don't!" Zhao Zhuo groaned, "I really don't dare to do this in a humble position."
"It doesn't matter. If something happens, just say it. This is what the Queen said. You go to her to settle the account."
"Ah this..." Zhao Zhuo knelt on the ground, especially wanting to kowtow, "I really don't dare to do this in a humble position."
"Then... put it like this..." Yang Xianrong lowered his head and whispered a few words in his ear. Zhao Zhuo looked frightened and opened his mouth, but finally made no sound.
