After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

As we walked further in, the smell of blood became stronger, mixed with some stranger, pungent and disgusting smells.

The walls around were covered with dark red filth, and scattered in the corners were all kinds of rusty torture instruments, some of which were understandable, but some of which were unheard of. Even Yuan Ge felt uncomfortable after entering here. Probably no one could walk out of this place with a smile - even Song Wenyuan, who gave people a different feeling at this moment.

It was as if he was covered with a hard, cold shell, keeping people at a distance - was this the rumored Jinyiwei commander Song Wenyuan?

Hui Dasheng's body was placed in the innermost room with no windows on all sides. A thick curtain was hung on the half-open door. An elderly man with gray hair was concentrating on looking at a corpse. When he saw the person coming, he waved to Song Wenyuan and said, "Here you come!" Then he focused on the corpse again.

Song Wenyuan was obviously used to it. He just turned around and asked Yuan Ge softly, "Go and take a look?"

In fact, there was nothing to see. The coroner had basically found out what could be found. Even Yuan Ge couldn't find out what couldn't be found. She knew she couldn't help much, but since she was here, she might as well take a closer look and learn something... She held her chin and quietly followed behind Shi Lao for a long time. Suddenly, he asked, "What did you find?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ge instantly remembered the nervousness she felt when her teacher checked her homework on Zhixuan Mountain. She shuddered all over and said cautiously, "Junior feels something is strange..."

The other party didn't even look at her, his eyes seemed to be glued to Hui Dasheng, and asked casually, "What's weird?"

"I have already roughly understood the circumstances of this case on the way here. If someone falls into the water after drinking, even if they are unconscious, they will subconsciously try to survive. Normally, there should be a small amount of mud, algae and other debris in the fingernails, but Hui Dasheng's fingernails... are too clean."

Mr. Shi finally turned around and looked at her. "A little girl knows how to solve a case?"

"I don't know. I just heard some of the elders mention it."

"Have you ever studied medicine?"

"A little bit of dabbling."

Old Shi turned around and looked the man up and down before looking at Song Wenyuan. "A little girl, where did you find such a little girl for me? She is quite thoughtful... These guys can only mechanically apply what the old people have summarized, and they can't even find such an obvious problem!"

Song Wenyuan smiled broadly, "We are not looking for you. We dare not make the decision for you as your closed disciple. This is the wife of a junior. She has just learned a few basics and she wants to come here to show off a few things. We can't stop her... I'm sorry to embarrass you." Although he said this modestly, he could obviously not suppress the smile in his eyes, as if he was showing off.

But Mr. Shi suddenly raised his voice, "You are married?!" This question was not directed at Song Wenyuan, but at Yuan Ge.

Yuan Ge nodded in agreement, "Yes... I am Wen Qian from the Wen family, and Lord Song is indeed my husband."

Unexpectedly, Old Shi's face turned grim, and he scolded with a look of annoyance, "Why are you getting married at such a young age?! A girl from Dayao can make a name for herself without relying on a man! You are thoughtful, perceptive, and have a solid foundation in medicine. More importantly, you are not bound by rules and regulations. With such talent, you got married so early... What a pity, what a pity!"

Yuan Ge was slightly stunned. There were indeed women in Dayao who became teachers, opened schools, did business and learned skills to make a name for themselves, but it was not uncommon. Moreover, most of them were girls from ordinary families. Daughters of wealthy families rarely had such freedom. This was also why Shi Lao beat his chest and stamped his feet when he heard that Yuan Ge was married. In the eyes of the world, married women were the right path to take care of their husbands and children. Those women who made a name for themselves also lost the opportunity to have another world.

"The marriage is granted by the imperial decree and cannot be refused." She was very good-tempered and patient, and explained in a soft voice.

"What a shame, what a shame..." The old man was so anxious that he beat his chest and stamped his feet. "How about you and this kid get along and become my last disciple? I know a lot, not just autopsies and investigations. I am proficient in everything, from curing illnesses to poisoning people. It would be good if you could learn from me for a year or two and open a medicine shop. If you want to improve, you can learn for three to five years and open a school as a female teacher. Wouldn't it be wonderful if you have many students all over the world!"

Completely ignored, Song Wenyuan clenched his teeth and said with a forced smile, "Master Shi... It is said that it is better to destroy ten temples than to ruin a marriage. Besides, my wife also said that this is an imperial decree, so how can we divorce at will? I am afraid you will have to find someone else as your last disciple."

The old man shook his head repeatedly, sighing and repeating "What a pity, what a pity...", then turned around and ignored everyone.

Yuan Ge found it interesting, and asked Song Wenyuan sideways in a low voice, "He... has always been like this?" like a naughty boy.

Song Wenyuan pulled the corner of his mouth silently. Has it always been like this? Of course not.

The old man's name is Shi Lei, and his temper is just like his name. He is as stinky and hard as a stone in a toilet and doesn't listen to anyone. Who would have thought that today he would actually set his eyes on such a little girl and wanted to take her back to be his last disciple immediately... He shook his head and was about to speak, but saw Yuan Ge bending down and approaching Hui Dasheng's body. He was not afraid to half-lay beside the body and groped for a while, and then secretly took a tiny piece of "skin" from the back of the neck near the ear.

Under the "skin" is a tiny hole that seems to have been punctured by a needle.

Shi Lao was dumbfounded... He had just looked at that place and didn't see anything suspicious. He frowned and looked at the small piece of fake skin over and over again for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Girl, how did you tell?" The color and feel were exactly the same as real skin.

"Since he was murdered by someone, there must be some clues left behind."

"How did the little girl know for sure that this petty official was murdered by someone?"

Yuan Ge nodded at Song Wenyuan, as if it was a matter of course, "Because Lord Song thought that this man was murdered by someone, I believe his judgment. The reason why you didn't find it was because you believed the conclusion of the coroner's investigation that he was not poisoned, so you neglected it."

The old man was not happy when he heard this. His favorite disciple was protecting this cheap husband? He snorted and asked in a rough voice, "Do you trust him so much?"

"Yes." She nodded, "Of course I believe it."

Song Wenyuan lowered his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't suppress the smile on his face. This girl... seemed to have always been like this, calm and open-minded.

The complete opposite of himself.