Chapter 104: Autopsy yielded no results, and he took risks
The sun sets in red shadow, and thousands of households have gone to sleep, but the Star Picking Tower still stands in the sunset, extremely dazzling.
At dusk on the second day, Yu Qiansi and Boyi entered the palace again with Zhang Yilun in disguise.
The bluestone slab behind the Star Building is particularly clean today.
Yesterday's bloodstains are now only traces of light brown, hidden in the gaps of the bluestone, making the wind and frost on the stone even more obvious.
But before long, they will be buried by new dust and return to a few ordinary stone slabs.
In other words, it can be said that every stone slab in this palace is like this, with an oily atmosphere nourished by blood.
Boyi's eyes always held some emotion and never left her.
Since yesterday, Yu Qiansi has noticed that his eyes are always locked on her, but she understands that the relationship between her and him is just mutual use, and it is not good to be too close, so she can only pretend not to know.
However, the tacit understanding between the two cannot be lied to.
Zhang Yilun on the side was happy and nervous, his pale face turned pink. The black Wuya uniform was wrapped around him several times, but it was still thin.
Boyi still had a hard time understanding that there were really people in this world who were like a fish out of water at night but sluggish during the day? The autopsy had to be done at such a time, and he even had some doubts about whether Zhang Yilun would perform an autopsy during the day.
Outside Jinxiu Gate, there was a palace maid standing. It was the palace maid who Yu Anning had sent to take them to Furong Palace.
"Fu Rong..."
When he walked to the palace gate, Yu Qiansi looked up and felt particularly ironic.
Lin'an's life was miserable, how could he be blessed?
This place is located in a remote place, and the ethereal sound of Buddha's chants can be faintly heard from inside the door, which further accentuates the desolation and loneliness here.
Today, Yu Anning entered the palace ahead of them, and with a half-revenge mentality, she pointed out that a group of palace people from Furong Palace circled around and kept them away.
However, Fuquan is not easy to deal with.
Seeing that Yu Qiansi had arrived and time was running out, he had no choice but to resort to his trump card: cry once and then make trouble.
I heard that a group of ministers were still arguing about Lin'an in Yuchen Hall today. They were half-irritated and clamored to go to Yuchen Hall to teach these old immortals a lesson.
Fuquan's heart was pounding and he hurriedly tried to stop him. Upon seeing this, Yu Anning lured him away.
Yu Qiansi ordered the leading maid to take some of the monks who had been saved to rest.
When Boyi saw this, he immediately retreated to the palace gate to look out.
Zhang Yilun, who was wearing Wuya guard uniform, took out two large packages from nowhere, handed one package to Yu Qiansi, and held another package himself. The two stood on both sides of the jade coffin.
Just as he was about to take action, he caught a glimpse of the incense inside the museum.
"Soft corpse fragrance?"
Both of them were stunned.
Careless...
Yu Qiansi suddenly remembered that at the funerals of high-ranking noble families, the corpses looked hideous when they paid respects to their remains, so they were used to lighting soft corpse incense.
She looked at the corpse in the coffin. Its face was covered with an exquisite plain mask. Although it looked like a human face, it did not have facial features, but was embroidered with various exquisite flowers.
People have fallen like this, why should they pay homage to their remains and smell the fragrance of corpses?
She asked: "Is there any other way?"
Zhang Yilun nodded and lifted up his mask to check, but his tentacles were all soft and rotten.
He made a disgusted "o-" sound and said, "Did you hit the ground head first?"
After I was mentally prepared, I put the mask aside, carefully picked up the corpse's head and shook it from side to side, and found that the joints moved flexibly.
Sighing: "This is really a good soft corpse fragrance." The corpse spots were scattered a lot.
But this makes it even more difficult to identify the cause and time of death.
She simply lifted the upper body of the corpse, half of her body reached into the coffin, and stretched her neck to look at the back of the corpse's neck, but it was all white.
Yu Qiansi's hand that helped her hold the corpse's shoulders froze slightly, but she said nothing.
Zhang Yilun signaled her to put down the body and touched her face, unable to do anything.
"My head has turned into a rotten persimmon. I'm afraid I don't have many teeth left. I don't know if they picked it up. I can't tell if the gums are bleeding."
Bleeding gums can determine whether the deceased died of suffocation.
Because Yu Qiansi mentioned yesterday that there were scratches on the outside of the forearm of the corpse, she suspected that this was a possibility, so she investigated it.
After thinking about it, I took out an extra-long silver needle and examined it from the throat all the way down to the stomach.
"A silver needle is no different."
Yu Qiansi nodded and remembered silently.
"All the bones in the body were broken."
It should indeed have fallen from a very high place, but these marks can also be left behind when a person's body is thrown from a high place after death.
"There's a slight scratch on the outside of the forearm... Huh?"
Zhang Yilun untied his complicated clothes, made some gestures, and said: "There is a semi-circular slight corpse spot on the sacrum...about one foot wide."
However, these marks disappeared when they extended to the waist, and there were no such marks on the abdomen.
Zhang Yilun stopped what he was doing, puzzled: "Strange..."
He wrinkled his face and said helplessly: "Is it really impossible to do an autopsy?"
"It's not impossible..." Yu Qiansi looked outside the door and made up his mind: "But are you sure you won't leave any traces?"
Zhang Yilun's eyes were bright and he smiled confidently: "Don't worry, I have a way and no one will find out!"
Yu Qiansi made up his mind: "I believe in you, and we will make a quick decision."
Suddenly there was a quarrel outside the door, and there was a bit of familiarity.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Qiansi was a little nervous. She stared at the closed door, as if she was exerting her telekinesis to block the unkind footsteps of those coming from outside.
"alright!"
Zhang Yilun was sweating profusely.
The two of them hurriedly restored everything and carefully put the mask back on the body. Yu Qiansi quickly knelt back, and Zhang Yilun stood in the shadow on the side of the mourning hall with his head bowed.
As soon as he stood still, the door was pushed open by an external force.
The visitors were Su Fengcha and Shang Fu, ministers of Dali Temple.
Seeing this situation inside the door, the two of them had different expressions.
Shang Fu obviously breathed a sigh of relief, but Su Fengcha raised his beard and rushed to the coffin with long strides. It seemed that everything was normal, but his clothes were slightly messy. He was a little anxious, so he quickly touched it and counted the knots in his clothes.
Two less circles!
He was overjoyed and looked proudly at Yu Qiansi, who was standing there in plain clothes.
"Haha, Yu Qiansi, I knew you were so bold! How dare you touch the princess's body!"
Yu Qiansi shook her head and said helplessly: "Mr. Su, which of your eyes saw me touching the princess? On the other hand, my lord, you did not pay homage after entering the mourning hall, but rushed straight to the coffin of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and did so in front of the four of us.
The person who is so disrespectful by touching the princess personally is obviously you!"
Su Fengcha was speechless for a moment, but then turned around and looked at Zhang Yilun standing in the shadow.
"Don't think I don't know, this is the Yizhuang boy who lives with the dead! You brought him into the palace not to examine the body, but for an outing?"
"Oh, Mr. Su is really smart, he guessed it right away! I just saw little Elun staying in the yizhuang all day long, doing nothing, so I took him out for an outing."
The emphasis was placed on the four words "extremely smart", and those bright fox eyes did not forget to glance at his official hat.
Su Fengcha only felt that the heavenly spirit was chilling, and he was holding his official hat and was furious.
Shang Fu at the door chuckled.
There was so much information in one sentence that he couldn't tell which one was funnier.
Everyone in the court knew that Su Fengcha had thin hair, but no one dared to explain it because of the fine cup of tea in his hand.
Moreover... Master Jade's ability to tell lies with her eyes open is really amazing! Taking a widow into the palace for an outing? She actually dared to agree to this sentence.
He knew in his heart that this was definitely not the time to laugh out loud, but he still couldn't help it, his face was red, his eyes were filled with tears, and his whole body was trembling.
Yu Anning also rushed back at this time and entered the house with Deming.
I was shocked when I saw Su Fengcha still standing by the coffin, holding his official hat, looking furious. He thought the autopsy had been noticed.
"Master Su, what are you doing standing in the mourning hall?"
Seeing Deming appear, Su Fengcha quickly bowed her hands and said, "Eunuch, when I came, I saw the princess's clothes were in a mess. Someone must have secretly touched the princess!"
He glared at Yu Qiansi, his meaning self-evident.
Yu Qiansi's pear vortex was filled with vitriol and provocation, and she pretended to be surprised: "What! Besides Mr. Su, who else dares to touch the princess? How audacious!"
"Yu Qiansi! You're talking nonsense. I found out that my clothes had been touched, and that's when..."
Seeing that the explanation was unclear, he went down to the mourning hall, pulled Deming together to the coffin, pointed to the belt of the princess in the coffin, and said: "Eunuch Deming, look, this belt is tied with two less knots!"
Deming was so frightened that he covered his eyes repeatedly and kept shouting "Ouch, ouch".
He had already seen the princess's miserable condition yesterday, but he had had a nightmare all night. What's more, he, a chamberlain, could just look at the princess's remains?
But in Su Fengcha's reluctance, he looked through his fingers and found that something was indeed wrong.
"The boy Yu Qiansi brought here is just a fraud! They must have secretly performed an autopsy. This is disrespectful!"
Deming was worried. How could he have encountered such a situation? If he had known it, he would not have worked so hard to make the princess happy.
"Master Jade...this..."
"Father, I don't know how to put on clothes or belts. I have never been close to the coffin just now. I checked it yesterday, so why should I come here secretly today? On the contrary, the temple minister has just entered the mourning hall and has not offered any incense.
To worship, he rushed over and touched the body in the coffin. Who knows if he loosened his belt in the confusion?"
"You...you are talking nonsense and spouting blood! How could I do such a disgraceful thing when I have read the books of sages!"
"Master Su's words are wrong. Let's not care about the distance. Liu Fang in the Northern Dynasty and Ruan Dianfu in the Southern Dynasty, which one is not a son of a noble family who is well-read in poetry and books?"
"You - you actually put me together with those traitorous ministers who brought trouble to the imperial court, you -!"
These two are both traitors and sycophants who lead the monarch to prostitute themselves in vain.
Boyi pushed Shang Fu, who staggered and held up his official hat, knowing that he could no longer watch the opera.