Concubine

Chapter 13 The Public Red Envelope

Song Zhixian was pondering, and a person who looked like a teacher next to him walked up to Song Zhixian with a folding fan, leaned over and said in a low voice: "My lord, this murder case is very difficult, why don't you let this little brat examine the corpse and make sure you don't worry about it?" Fill in the corpse form, if something goes wrong, there is room for excuses."

The county magistrate of Song appeared to be at ease, but in fact he was having a lot of headaches about this murder case.Officials in the Ming Dynasty had a three-year cycle, and performance assessments were scored. This kind of major murder case was a severe test for state and county officials. He chose to add a heavy bargaining chip, but major intentional homicide cases have a time limit for solving the case, and if they cannot be solved within the time limit, they will have to lose points, which will greatly affect their career.The occurrence of a homicide must be reported, so there is no way to hide it. Besides, this is still a major homicide involving the family members of the court officials, so it can only be included in the reported report.

There are many techniques here. The most important thing is that when the case is filed, it cannot be stated whether the nature of the case is intentional homicide, manslaughter, or an accident. In this way, the superior cannot limit the time for solving the case. The autopsy report, that is, the corpse, must be attached, and how the corpse is written often plays a key role.However, the investigation of Wu Zuo is independent and is not subject to the will of the county master. Therefore, the more vague and simple the writing of the corpse of such a major murder case is, the better. , Let this little apprentice write it. Forgive him for being a little apprentice. He doesn't understand anything, and he can't write anything. Moreover, if there is a problem in the future, there is still an excuse.

Yin De's proposal and Master's analysis were exactly what Song Magistrate wanted. Song Zhixian nodded: "Old, Lao Mozuo is not feeling well. No, we can't continue the examination. Yang, Yang Mozuo will be responsible for the autopsy."

Yin Dejian pouted to his entourage: "Hurry up and help the old man go back to rest." The entourage agreed, and stepped forward to help the coughing old man to open the door.

Song Zhixian asked: "Yang, Yang Yuzuo, I sent it to you. Where is your corpse? Let it go, where is it placed?"

Yang Qiuchi smiled wryly and thought: "How do I know?" He said casually, "Maybe it's at my house."

Song Zhixian nodded: "You, you examine the corpse first, I, I will ask someone to help you get it for you." Then he turned his head and told the squad leader to follow: "Go to Yang, writer Yang Wei took him, his corpse. Come!" A long follower went away.Chang Sui was a person hired privately by prefecture and county magistrates during the Ming and Qing Dynasties to assist them in handling official duties or taking care of their families. They were neither officials nor ordinary servants.

Yang Qiuchi looked around the scene, thinking about where to start to investigate, when Yin De came over and patted Yang Qiuchi's shoulder lightly: "Little brother, thank you for your hard work, this is money for opening hands and money for washing hands. Let's go." Stretching out his hand, he handed over a bunch of copper coins, about a hundred coins.

Free money?Wash your money?what is this?Yang Qiuchi didn't understand, he didn't know, in the Ming Dynasty, the autopsy, the sufferer would give red envelopes, this red envelope is called "open hand money", "washing money", this is one of the main sources of income, Ming Dynasty The salaries of officials and servants are the lowest in history. Therefore, various denominations of money (that is, "red envelopes") have become the main source of income for officials and servants, and the same is true for disobedience. The yamen gave two taels of silver a month, and living expenses were a problem. The imperial government also acquiesced to this kind of red envelopes. Otherwise, no one would be willing to work in the yamen, and this huge bureaucratic system would not be able to operate normally.

Yang Qiuchi didn't understand the rules here, so he refused.Yin De glanced at Yang Qiuchi, nodded, and took out another string of copper coins from his sleeve, and stuffed the two strings of copper coins into Yang Qiuchi's arms together.Seeing that he had misunderstood what he meant, Yang Qiuchi was about to explain when the voice of the magistrate Song came from behind: "My God, it's getting late, don't hurry up, put it away, and start the inspection!"

Tell me to collect money?Yang Qiuchi couldn't believe his ears. He turned his head and glanced at the magistrate of Song Dynasty, and swiped the two copper coins in his hand, meaning: Your county magistrate openly allows his subordinates to accept bribes?
Song Zhixian's face was sullen, and he snorted heavily: "Why, still, do you still think it's too little?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiuchi understood that the magistrate of the county really asked him to accept the red envelope. It seems that the Ming Dynasty was different from modern times. Bribery and bribery were all carried out openly. Two hanging copper coins were stuffed into his bosom.

Yang Qiuchi first carefully checked the condition of Bai Xiaomei's corpse on the bed. There was a circle of black pinch marks on the neck, skin abrasions and bite marks on the chest, and semi-dried milky white liquid condensed on the private parts and inner thighs.

At this time, Yang Qiuchi smelled a faint fragrance coming from behind him, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that it was that tomboy Song Yuner. Sure enough, Song Yuner's trembling voice came from behind him: "Hey! How is it? Did you find anything?"

Yang Qiuchi replied angrily: "You won't come up and see yourself!"

Song Yuner hesitated for a while, and she was no longer as scared as before. Besides, there was her father who was the county magistrate at the door leading a group of people, so she became more courageous, curiosity began to gain the upper hand, and she moved away. Taking a small step, he stretched his head over and stuck to Yang Qiuchi's side, grabbed Yang Qiuchi's clothes with his fingers, and put on a posture ready to escape at any time, then carefully looked at the corpse on the bed, and asked softly: "Hey, is there something wrong with her neck?" What's going on?"

"You can't even tell? He was pinched!" Yang Qiuchi said in a low voice.

"Oh~!" Song Yun'er said in a drawn out voice as if she had suddenly realized.After a pause, he asked strangely, "Hey, why is her urine white?"

"Where is the urine white?"

"That!" Song Yun'er stretched out her white and knuckle hand, pointing at the remaining white liquid between the legs of Bai Xiaomei's corpse.

Song Yun'er was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she lived in the Ming Dynasty where feudal ethics prevailed. She had no way of understanding the relationship between men and women. How to know what it was was just a random guess.Yang Qiuchi was a little embarrassed, and it was inconvenient to tell her about physical hygiene, so he prevaricated: "I'm working, so don't talk and make trouble!"

Song Yun'er patted Yang Qiuchi on the back lightly, and said angrily, "It's amazing! If you don't say it, don't say it."

Yang Qiuchi looked at the eyelids of the deceased and saw that the fundus was bloodshot, which was a symptom of suffocation. He opened his lips and saw a faint blood-like liquid at the root of the gums. He stretched out his finger and put it under his nose to smell it. Open the inside of the lips and check the mucous membranes. There is some bleeding, indicating that there is an action of covering the mouth and nose.I pressed the larynx with my fingers, and it was soft and sunken, and there was a slight rattling sound, the larynx should have been crushed.

(End of this chapter)