Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

Li Zhi was so happy that he rewarded Song Zhen with 300 strings of gold and silver treasures, as well as 500 households of fiefdom.

Fiefdom is simply a fiefdom.

Officials use fiefdom as their salary and have the right to tax, so it is called fiefdom.

In the Tang Dynasty, the fiefdoms under the dukes and officials did not have the right to rule, but they could enjoy the food, clothing and rent of their fiefdoms.

At first glance, 500 households of fiefdom seem to be a lot, but it depends on the era.

If it were in the Han Dynasty, thousands or tens of thousands of households of fiefdom would be awarded at any time, but compared with the Zhenguan period, the dukes such as Changsun Wuji and Yuchi Gong were only awarded 1,300 households of fiefdom by Li Shimin.

It can be seen that Li Zhi really admired Song Zhen.

Fiefdom is generally only awarded to princes and nobles, and rarely to ordinary ministers.

Unless you have special merits, for example, Li Shimin rewarded the general who helped him in the Xuanwu Gate Incident with 300 households of fiefdom.

Therefore, once the news came out, many people began to have opinions.

What virtue and ability do you have, Song Zhen? Didn't you just write two songs? What contribution did you make to the Tang Dynasty?

Are you worthy of being granted a fief?

The ministers who were related to the Five Surnames and Seven Families secretly investigated Song Zhen, trying to get a handle on him.

Although they had no way to deal with the Li Tang family, they were still very confident in dealing with you, a small poor boy.

However, Song Zhen had already made preparations for a rainy day. He forged his past, including being separated from the Song family in Fenzhou and wandering outside.

It was so orderly that you couldn't find any problems at all.

This was thanks to the help of Yan Liben, who helped him forge a perfect identity.

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The next day, Song Zhen, led by Di Renjie, came to the underground charity cemetery of the Dali Temple.

As soon as he entered the door, the long-lost stench of corpses hit him.

Don't say, I really miss it.

Song Zhen went in fully armed. As his status became more noble, his equipment became better and better.

"Shouzheng, this body was dug out from a solitary grave on the hill next to Yihe Village."

"Solitary grave? Are you sure it's not an owner's grave?"

Di Renjie shook his head: "I'm sure, because later, the lost Buddha head was found in a grave next to it."

So that's it. This body is likely to be an innocent person, that is, a person who died of normal causes, and was used by thieves to pretend to be a solitary grave.

"Let me take a look first."

Song Zhen lifted the white cloth and couldn't help frowning. Damn it.

The most disgusting thing is this kind of corpse. The time of death is not too long, and then it has been soaked in water.

The key is that when Song Zhen lifted the clothes of the dead, maggots would come out from time to time.

Because, there are too many.

It is estimated that the body is already full of maggots that eat rotten meat.

Song Zhen held a piece of ginger in his mouth, and then ordered people to burn soap beans around to remove the smell.

He first took a quick look at the appearance of the body.

"The deceased, male, is about 40 years old."

"There are traces of blunt force trauma on the head and back of the head, and there are cracks in the skull at the scars, which should be fatal."

"Three ribs on the chest were broken by multiple heavy blows."

Di Renjie asked curiously: "How do you know?"

Song Zhen peeled off the flesh and blood, pointed to the chest of the corpse and explained: "Look, isn't the degree of damage to this rib different from the upper and lower ribs?"

"Yes."

"Then look again, there is a slight crack on the left side of the rib, and the middle right part has been shattered, and these scars are randomly distributed on the right chest of the corpse."

Song Zhen guessed that it should be injured by a wooden stick.

But it is not a fatal injury, the real fatal injury is in the head.

Song Zhen looked at other parts of the body again: "The sole of the foot is comminuted, and the right knee is shattered."

"The bones of the left and right hands are broken, and the hands are twisted in irregular shapes."

Song Zhen habitually took a deep breath and was suddenly choked by the stench of the corpse.

"Ahem, I think the deceased must have suffered an inhuman beating before his death."

"Beat?" Di Renjie touched his chin and fell into deep thought. Who beat him?

This body was dug out from a secluded grave built by thieves to conceal his presence. Could it be?

The deceased was killed by that group of crazy thieves?

It can only be said that it is possible.

"Shouzheng, can you infer the identity of the deceased from the body?"

Song Zhen immediately replied: "The deceased was a farmer for a long time before his death."

"Why? How did you know?"

Song Zhen grabbed the right hand of the corpse, and the half of the palm here has not yet decayed.

"Look, the base of the fingers, the side of the palm and the base of the thumb are all covered with calluses."

People who do farm work need to hold farm tools such as hoes and rakes for a long time, so this inference is reasonable.

As the saying goes, "hoeing the field at noon, sweat dripping into the soil."

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States PeriodIn fact, hoes had already appeared in the past.

"Chu Ci" mentioned: "Would you rather hoe the grass and thatch to work hard, or would you rather travel with the adults to become famous?"

Song Zhen re-examined the body again and found no new clues.

Di Renjie thought, could he ask his sister-in-law Cui Mengzhu to come over and draw a portrait of the deceased.

Song Zhen rolled his eyes: "What are you thinking? Such a disgusting corpse, you let my wife draw a portrait?"

Di Renjie smiled awkwardly, it would indeed scare women.

Not to mention women, even normal men, not everyone is like Song Zhen and him, who are not afraid of these disgusting things.

"In fact, we can infer his identity from the clothes on the deceased."

Song Zhen reminded.

Di Renjie's eyes lit up, yes.

First of all, the deceased was wearing very thin clothes, and his clothes were covered with patches in many places.

It can be guessed that he was a poor person.

Moreover, the height of the deceased was only 1.5 meters, which was shorter than that of an average man.

This shortens the scope of the investigation.

"Thank you for your assistance, Shouzheng."

"What are you thanking me for? Do we need to be so polite to each other?"

"Okay, I'll get busy." Di Renjie said goodbye in a hurry. Next, he asked Luozhou government office to help investigate the case.

Because only government office has the list of people in each village.

Moreover, only they have the power to investigate the household registration, Dali Temple can't.

Each government office has different functions, you can't act beyond your level, even if it's a case.

Luoyang, the Eastern Capital, is not like Bingzhou.

Bingzhou only has government office, not Dali Temple.

Speaking of Bingzhou, I seem to miss Lu Shishi a little bit. I don't know when he can come to Dongdu to take office.

Di Renjie just returned to Dali Temple and ran into Xue Zhengqing.

This kid just came back from fishing outside.

He, the Dali Temple Minister, basically disappeared when it was working time, and no one knew where he went.

Anyway, Xue Zhengqing left a message.

"If you have anything to ask, please ask Di Sicheng." In short, don't ask me.

Seeing Di Renjie in a hurry, Xue Zhengqing knew that there was new progress in the Buddha head case.

"Old Di, how is it?"

"Xue Sicheng, Shouzheng just performed an autopsy on the body we dug up yesterday and guessed that it should be a farm worker. So, I'm going to Luozhou government office to ask colleagues there for help."

"Well, then I'll go with you."

Xue Zhengqing thought, as a Dali Sicheng, you are not qualified to ask Luozhou government office for assistance in handling the case.

Let me do it.

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