The punishment of the female imperial court

Chapter 265 Burial Objects

Originally, he wanted to keep it a secret, but seeing Yu Qiansi's indifferent expression and about to leave, Shang Fu had no choice but to continue:
"——Tracing the burial objects in the imperial tomb."

He clapped his hands, walked around to Yu Qiansi, and said as if offering a treasure: "Thanks to the many things I have learned from Master Yu these days, I finally found a clue!"

Hearing the word "imperial tomb", Yu Qiansi took a look and walked forward to uncover the white cloth covering the corpse.

Although she had only met him once, she still remembered his wrinkled face.

It’s Shi Moer.

Shang Fu was still chattering.

"But before I could catch him, he died at home. His death was so inexplicable." After saying that, he slumped his shoulders exaggeratedly, sighed, and bowed to Yu Qiansi: "The coroner from the Dali Temple has been seriously ill these days and can't get out of bed. I can only bring the body here, and I beg Xiao Zhang to pity me and help me to perform an autopsy."

Yu Qiansi still held the piece of white cloth in her hand. Noticing Shang Fu's scrutiny, she lowered her eyes calmly and said, "You have to ask him about this. As long as Yi Lun is willing to help you—"

"That's great!" Shang Fu originally thought that the most difficult hurdle would be Yu Qiansi, but he didn't expect that he only needed to please this young coroner. He took out a bag of various candies from somewhere and held it in front of Zhang Yilun flatteringly, "Little coroner Zhang, can you please do me a favor?"

Zhang Yilun looked at the various brightly colored candies, slowly glanced at Yu Qiansi who was staring at the corpse in a daze, then slowly took the candies, stared at the candies and whispered: "I can give it a try, but only after I have investigated Lord Yu's case."

"No problem!" Shang Fu waved his hand and said, "I understand the principle of first come, first served. Thank you, Coroner Zhang. If you need anything, just let me know!"

While the two were talking, Yu Qiansi had already taken a quick look at Shi Moer's body.

He had multiple knife wounds on his body and must have died from excessive blood loss.

Shang Fu had just finished coaxing Zhang Yilun, and turned his head to see Yu Qiansi looking at the corpse, looking very proud. He knew that if the "Lan Family" was brought up, Master Yu's experience in the imperial mausoleum would naturally attract more attention.

Isn't it just a matter of time before this case is solved?
He rubbed his hands and came over, with a flattering look on his face: "Master Yu, do you have any ideas about this case?"

Yu Qiansi covered the white cloth back and said, "It looks like he has been dead for a few days. Is there no one at home?"

Shang Fu shook his head and approached with anticipation: "I just went there today, it's so smelly, I haven't asked the details yet. Lord Yu is interested?"

Yu Qiansi glanced at him and walked away.

Shang Fu hurriedly shouted from behind: "That's the family at the end of the coffin cart lane in Yanshoufang!"

Yu Qiansi did not stop but went to the West Market first, found a pharmacy, and paid a huge sum of money to buy medicine.

"Dongming Futong Drink?" The owner of Keats Pharmacy looked at the deposit in front of him and read the prescription carefully again in the light from the window.

"9,000 grams of Polygala, 1 liang of Angelica, 5 grams of Radix Poriae Cibotii, and 3 grams of Dragon Tooth Frost."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Miss, it is true that this Futong Drink can cure blurred vision, especially those who cannot see through a veil. However, this prescription has all the ministers, assistants, and messengers, except for the main herb Duhuo, which is definitely not able to cure the disease. Moreover, this Dragon Tooth Frost is only suitable for those with mild symptoms as a medicine guide. You have used such a large amount of these medicines. Although Dragon Tooth Frost is hard to find, it is not suitable for the symptoms." "To be honest, what I am looking for is a large amount of Dragon Tooth Frost. I am just worried that if I ask for too much, it will scare away those who know how to make Dragon Tooth Frost. That's why I asked for a small dose, but I will accept anyone who comes. If there is really an expert who can find a good Dragon Tooth Frost, the more the better."

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper pretended to be profound and said, "I understand. Miss, you deliberately wiped off the medicine just to let people who are familiar with pharmacology take a closer look. Maybe it will attract those who are really knowledgeable, right? What a good idea, what a good idea!"

After taking the money, he said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will immediately distribute this recipe and reward to all the branches of Keats. If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."

Yu Qiansi then thanked him and left.

The money spent on medicine was certainly not for the legendary dragon tooth frost.

But it was to tell Yu Linyi that Huanyan had reappeared and was somehow related to Yu Qianshan.

After doing all this, she slowly walked out of the West Market and headed towards Yanshoufang against the bustling crowd.

During the day, Yanshoufang is quiet and dark, with almost no one there.

It is hard to imagine that just across the street is the most lively Chang'an West Market in the world.

Many vendors and craftsmen who make a living in the West Market gather here. The houses are crowded and messy, and the public security is not very good.

This alley is inhabited by people working in the funeral industry, so it, together with the Xipinfang alley on Tianmen Street outside, is called Xiaoguanche Lane.

When we turned into Coffin Cart Lane, dusk was dripping down the thatched eaves.

Before I even got close to Shi Moer's house, I smelled the familiar stench of a corpse.

It seems that he has been dead for a few days. Even after half a day, the smell has not dissipated. Don't these neighbors suspect the source of this smell?
She covered her nose and walked into the yard, removed the seal and pushed open the door. The light from outside the house could not wait to pass over her shoulder, rush into the dim and cramped house, and merge with the light from the sky leaking through the thatched roof.

The rotten and damp air was filled with the smell of tung oil and blood. Her nose took in everything in the room before her.

After getting used to the darkness, she could barely see that this room, which could be called a "house", was filled with root carvings, in addition to some simple tables and chairs.

Many root-carved small animals sat on the faded green felt kang table, with cracks on the corners of their rabbit ears embedded with years of dirt. The most delicate raccoon kept the posture of catching a butterfly, and the tip of its tail was condensed with dark brown blood scabs, which seemed to be a piece of amber embellishing the stone-like wood grain. Dust floated in the skylight that leaked into the eaves, as if these creatures were covered with white cloth.

The raw materials of root carvings look like they were dug up from the roadside, so they are not suitable for carving. But even so, the makers have tried their best to carve them.

Its surface is smooth and looks like it has been played with for years.

Yu Qiansi's eyes fell on a pool of blood on the ground. When she leaned over, the hem of her official uniform swept across the pool of blood - the dark red had turned into the black of the ink in the inkstone, but the word "corpse" suddenly appeared at the edge. The last stroke stopped abruptly like a broken string, and the tangled struggle seemed like a dying person digging it out with his fingernails.

There was indeed dirt on Shi Moer's five fingers. Could it be this mark?
She squatted down and was about to take a closer look when she heard some noise coming from the gate of the courtyard.

She immediately stood up alertly and hid behind the door.