Chapter 138 The Haze Under Rust Nails

Because of his frowning, Lord Shangguan Yangyu's two triangular eyes looked even more ugly. He gently stroked the sparse beard under his jaw, looked at Lin Ling and said disgustedly, "Although you brought the military from the military headquarters and returned to Jingling, Tianshu District has also proved your identity, so our residence will naturally not punish you and leave the military camp. It's a crime, but you should be clear that the case has been settled for many days. For your false words, you have to open a coffin and re-examine it. What is this statement?"

Hearing these words, he knew that the conversation between the two sides was not going well in the Chang'an Prefecture yamen, let alone pleasant. After a little silence, Lin Ling said softly: "Mr., if Chang'an Prefecture insists on not opening the coffin Re-examination, it is said that you can only ask someone from the military headquarters to be humble. "

"Are you using the military department to suppress my official position?" Shangguan Yangyu has never been a strong man, but now he has been sitting on the top seat of the Chang'an City official office by chance. He is not willing to lose face in front of his subordinates. A sneer reminded, "The censor buried in the tomb is the censor. Even if the case changes, it is still a problem of public security in the capital. If our government does not speak, even the military headquarters will have no reason to intervene. Could it be that we want our government to go to the front and Your general is in a lawsuit?"

Lin Ling thought of the military advisor's advice before leaving, looked at the Chang'an prefecture, and suddenly understood something, and said with a smile: "Sir, I just found some suspicious points, so I told Chang'an prefecture. I think so, since If you are willing to come to the cemetery, it is naturally a bit meaningful, but I don't know what you need to be careful about when you have to be a humble person. Please tell me bluntly."

Shangguan Yangyu's face cleared slightly, and after he thought for a while, he said expressionlessly: "Any case is suspicious, whether it is a censor or an ordinary citizen, our office will take charge of the affairs of the officials and people in Chang'an City on behalf of His Majesty. If you make serious analysis, you must be clear that this matter has nothing to do with the military headquarters, and even more with General Xiahou."

Lin Ling understood the hidden meaning in the words of the prefect. After thinking about it, he lowered his voice and asked for instructions: "I have another official in my hand back to Beijing, but I accidentally discovered...there are some problems with the remains of the censor in the tomb?"

"That's the truth." Shangguan Yangyu glanced at him indifferently and said, "And you must remember that no matter what the result of the coffin was opened later, you can only investigate secretly before you find the suspect real culprit, especially It is not possible for the wife of the Censor's Mansion to hear the wind."

An official listened to this and said in embarrassment: "Sir, if you want to open a coffin and perform an autopsy, you must notify the Censor's Office. Otherwise, if a lawsuit is filed in the future, it will be difficult for us to take the truth."

Shangguan Yangyu didn't respond as he listened to his subordinate's advice, but he still looked at Lin Ling quietly. The meaning of this style was very clear. You have to take the blame for opening the coffin without asking the victim. .

Neither the name of the military headquarters and General Xiahou, if there is any disagreement afterwards, he will take the blame. Lin Ling's face appeared with a bitter smile, thinking that the officials in Chang'an City, whether they were dealing with them a few days ago. Why are the writers and writers who are still so careless and unrestrained today?

If it were a case of separation, Lin Ling would definitely refuse to take the blame. He would not have the two flags of the military headquarters and the general. Even if he was a great master from the Dongxuan realm, he would have a little anger when facing the Censor's House. Trouble, but the General was in front of him, and he was very sure that there was indeed a problem with the remains in the tomb, so after thinking for a while, he looked at Lord Shangguan Yangyu nodding heavily and said, "As Lord wished."

"Very good." Shangguan Yangyu's expression was calm, but deep down he began to feel the rising anxiety. This great master from the Northeast Frontier Army dared to take such a big blame, which means he was concerned about the situation in the tomb. Very sure, in this way, the death of the censor Zhang Yiqi seems to be hiding some conspiracy?

The worker and coroner were waiting by the censor's grave with various tools. When spring was in the middle of the sky, one day was when the yang energy was the strongest. With a shout, the workers transferred from the cemetery were in Chang'an Prefecture's work history. Under the command of the stakes, the tomb that was cleaned up by his family yesterday turned into a noisy construction site.

The grave was opened from the back, and a black coffin was quietly lying between the slightly wet tomb. The workers put the wood on the tomb, tied seven ropes, shouting, and it took a long time to hang the heavy coffin. stand up.

As the coffin was opened, Shangguan Yangyu quickly covered his nose with a handkerchief. After a while, he realized that he had not smelled any foul smell. He frowned and looked inside through the crowd, and saw the coroner. Half-hunched, he was concentrating on the autopsy, and he could vaguely see some things that were not known as bones or burial objects.

After a while, the coroner walked out of the crowd, bowed respectfully to Shangguan Yangyu, and took off the oil-filled mask hidden on his mouth and nose. The sound sounded accompanied by the strong smell of peppermint oil.

"Sir, I didn't find any doubts."

"Huh?" Shangguan Yangyu looked at Lin Ling who was silent beside him. There was no anger or disappointment after being teased, but only questioning, because he knew that things must not be that simple.

Lin Ling looked at the coroner and asked, "Have you checked the head of the Censor?"

"Of course I checked it." The coroner didn't know his identity and answered very politely.

After Lin Ling was silent for a long time, he looked at Shangguan Yangyu and said, "There is a hard object in the skull of the censor. Now he is not sure whether it is an iron nail or another weapon."

Shangguan Yangyu looked at him and sneered, thinking that the subordinates of our mansion would never be greedy for this starting skill. As long as you delay for a few moments, you can't hold it in. He said calmly: "A great mind master uses his mind power." Looking at the remains of the deceased, it was said that it was an extremely unlucky thing that was extremely taboo. You have been silent before, and this mansion can understand it."

Lin Ling's face was slightly pale, and he laughed bitterly and said, "In order to safeguard the dignity of Tang Dynasty law and seek justice for imperial officials, there are some rules, and at such critical moments, we can only ignore them for the time being."

"It's OK." Shangguan Yangyu raised his jaw slightly and said coldly: "So if you find anything else, you'd better make it clear in advance and don't let the people in this mansion waste their time and effort."

Lin Ling responded calmly, then stopped covering up, and walked directly to the black coffin with Shangguan Yangyu and Corps, raised his arms and pointed at the other end of the cloth covered with remains, and said, "It should have been indented." It can be found in the scalp, so it cannot be seen with the naked eye. Remove all the fur and scalp and you can find the problem."

The official coroner opened the coffin and examined the autopsy, and he also paid attention to the deceased. He rarely cut the belly. What's more, the person lying in the coffin is now the Tang Dynasty censor. Hearing that he wanted to peel off the other party's scalp, the coroner couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He glanced at the prefect, rubbed his hands and asked, "Sir?"

"Take it." Shangguan Yangyu said coldly: "If you can't find any problem, naturally someone will take the initiative to apologize to the court. The anger of the Censor's Office will never fall on the head of you, a little man."

Lin Ling stood by the coffin silently, shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that at this moment, he still didn't forget to emphasize again that this person was not like the high-ranking prefect of Chang'an, but more like a vulgar minor official in the village.

At this time, the officials and yamen runners of Chang'an Prefecture surrounded the coffin and drove away the curious cemetery workers. They looked at the coroner's actions and couldn't help but guess what was under their scalp?

The remains of the censor in the coffin had already rotted, and the tape that tied his hair was still poured. The scattered and thin hair stuck to the scalp. Qian Zuo carefully removed the fur and the scalp that looked muddy below, and then Sprinkle clean water on the slightly yellow and white skull, wipe it with a cloth piece for several times.

A very tiny wound appeared at the top of the skull, with unknown area of ​​blood or coagulated carrion. As the cloth was wiped and cleaned with water, it became clearer and clearer until you could see what was in the wound. .

The officials and yamen runners around the coffin held their breaths together, and Shangguan Yangyu's brows became more and more fierce. As the coroner's sharp-mouthed iron pliers were moving, everyone's bodies became more and more tense and stiff.

It was like pulling out a rust knife from the bone, and the squeaking and terrifying sound rang out from the coffin. The coroner's forehead was covered with sweat. He pressed the head of the corpse with one hand to prevent it from being pulled off by himself. He slowly used force with the other hand and finally pulled it out The hard object hidden in the head of the censor's remains.

It was an extremely long iron nail. I don't know if it was soaked in blood or corpse water for too long. The iron nail was covered with rust, but the front end was still extremely sharp.

Looking at the iron nail in the coroner's hand, everyone next to the coffin took a breath, as if they saw the terrifying scene of a cold iron nail being nailed into the head of the censor one day last year. Jia Lian shook his head in horror and shock, and some even subconsciously shrank his neck.

Lin Ling stood beside him and remained silent and calm, because among the people present, he could basically confirm in advance. He looked at the Chang'an Prefecture with an extremely ugly expression and said calmly: "Sir, I'm suspicious." It has appeared, and the next thing to investigate the case is the matter of Chang'an Prefecture, so I no longer participate."

Shangguan Yangyu stared at the rusty nail and was silent for a long time. Suddenly he raised his head and looked at the man and said in a cold voice: "Our government does not need your participation in the case, but I must remind you that it is time to report to the Ministry of Justice. The mansion will naturally report that it is time to report to Your Majesty's affairs, so we will naturally write a memorial, but if we hear certain words outside before the real murderer is found, don't blame me for pulling the general in."

Lin Ling bowed and responded, then floated away from the cemetery.

Ning Que didn't know that the tomb of the Censor Zhang Yiqi was reopened, and Chang'an Mansion was re-examined, and the iron nail he had nailed into the other party's brain had been discovered. So he didn't know that he had just embarked on the road to revenge less than a year, and the rich haze had already covered his future.

He felt that his future was extremely bright, because in two days it would be the day when the second floor of the academy opened, and it was the time when he was determined to give it a stern attempt.

On this day, in spring and Jingming, the students of the academy entered the second floor to cheer for Xie Chengyun and other six people in the art department, and went to a Qinggui Food and Residence and had a banquet. Among them, he was forcibly pulled by Situ Yilan.