illegitimate child

After a round of religious ceremonies, the monks and Taoist priests were led to rest in the side hall by the servants waiting at the side.

There are also four strong men with cinnabar on their bodies and white linen on their heads, and their arms are still bare in winter.They lined up the four corners of the coffin, bent their legs and lowered their waists, shouted a chant, and lifted the coffin to the pre-arranged mourning hall.

The mourning hall is full of candlelight, gloomy and dark.

In order to prevent the only son's body from being damaged, Mr. Du put it in the ice mourning hall. As soon as he opened the door, he mixed with the air-conditioning outside and froze his lungs.

The man put the coffin in place, exhaled white gas from his mouth, and walked out shaking his legs.

After there were no more strangers in the Lingtai, a figure flashed out from behind the white curtain hanging on the beam.

He came near the inner and outer coffins while he was breathing. He pressed his hands on the coffin lid, exerted strength in his arms, and the veins on the back of his hands popped, and slowly pushed the heavy coffin lid open.

Du Shaoshang's body was exposed in front of his eyes.

The hair of the person in the coffin was meticulously combed behind the head with wax oil, tied up with a jade crown, and the eyebrows and hair were dyed hoarfrost.

His eyes were closed, his lips and face were white.

Put your hands together in front of your chest.

The face of the person hiding in the mourning hall was illuminated by the candlelight. It was the same Yu who led Song Ling away from the pursuers at Qingyuzhuang that night.

After he got rid of the pursuers, he didn't go looking for Song Ling. Instead, he hid in Qingyu Village as Song Ling ordered, as a backup.

In the middle of the night yesterday, he hid in the dark and saw Mr. Du escorting Du Shaoshang's body back home, and learned from the conversation with his servants that Du Shaoshang died at the hands of two gangsters.

Counted.

However, he believes that the master can deal with it on his own, and all he has to do is take advantage of the chaos to perform an autopsy!

After waiting for a long time, he was finally allowed to wait until Master Du, who never left the house, suddenly left the village. This was a godsend opportunity.

Tong Yu reached out and carefully untied Du Shaoshang's clothes.

His eyes wandered over the naked upper body, and he was attracted by the four-inch long sword wound on the left chest. The wound was narrow and long, but the wound was extremely thin, only three inches.

This is a fatal injury, piercing the heart with a sword, it is absolutely unreasonable.

Tong Yu put on the corpse's clothes, separated the corpse's hands from his chest, and pressed on his wrists.

Stiff, the whole body is stiff, and the time of death should be between twelve hours and twenty-four hours.

He leaned down and sniffed lightly, frowning, but there was no peculiar smell.If Du Shaoshang died in the middle of the night last night, then now, nearly twelve hours have passed, why is there no strange smell?

Could it be that the servant deodorized the corpse?But no matter how good the spice is, it can't be as smelly as it is now, can it?Tong Yu suppressed his doubts for the time being, estimated the time when the servants would come in to change the candles, and prepared to leave the mourning hall first.

When he got up, his fingers slid across the silk shroud, the fingertips felt cold and smooth, and the coolness flowed from the tips of his hands to his brain, as if he had been struck by lightning, his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

He got up with a jerk, pressed one hand on the side of the coffin, and pulled away the shroud violently with the other, his eyes were fixed on the left chest wound.

Judging from the wound, the murder weapon should be a long sword with a width of about four inches and a thickness of three centimeters.

This shape of sword can only be refined by the government, and it has never been circulated among the people, it is only used for imperial guards.

The Li Dynasty had very strict controls on weapon refining and trading, and only imperial merchants with official permission could sell weapons.

The weapons circulated among the people are also particular about it. Take swords as an example. There are regulations in the Great Law of the Li Dynasty that the width of folk swords should not exceed three inches, and the thickness should not be less than seven fen.

Could it be that the person who killed Du Shaoshang belonged to the government?

There was a storm in Tong Yu's heart, and suddenly there were small footsteps outside the mourning hall, and he quickly put on the shroud for Du Shaoshang, and closed the coffin.

The tiptoes touched the ground, like a civet climbing over the beams, without making any sound.

Two little maids came in side by side carrying bamboo baskets filled with candles. After they replaced the candles and closed the doors and windows, Tong Yu slid down from the beam and disappeared into the mourning hall.

Looking at the tunnel that appeared out of thin air, Luo Jinnian couldn't hide his astonishment, and blurted out: "How do you know the foundation is not flat?"

Song Ling leaned over to look into the dark tunnel, and casually answered Luo Jinnian's doubts.

"Qingyuzhuang is surrounded by mountains on all sides. The terrain is sunken, and rain and snow are difficult to drain. They gather here and accumulate bubbles all the year round. The natural soil is soft. The foundation is not stable."

"Brother, you should watch more..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong force came from his arm, and his body was pulled crookedly.

Looking up, Luo Jinnian came to his side at some point, and dragged him away from the tunnel entrance abruptly. Before he could make trouble, Luo Jinnian said, "You think life is too long? What are you looking for, in case there is a trap inside?" , How many times is your life enough to die?" Luo Jinnian gripped Song Ling's hand tighter and tighter, with deep anger hidden in his tone.

Song Ling pushed Luo Jinnian lightly, with a slight smile on his lips, showing no signs of annoyance: "Don't worry, brother, this tunnel should be the escape route that Huang Zhiweng left for himself, there will be no traps."

Although he used speculative words such as 'should', Song Ling's tone was very firm.

Luo Jinnian didn't let him go, and said in a choked voice: "Song Ling, don't talk too much! Literati fart! Since mother asked me to protect your safety, it's up to me to decide whether it's dangerous or not. I said this place is dangerous. , that's dangerous. If you don't take your life seriously, I'll take one of your legs off and see where else you can go!"

Along the way, it was not uncommon for Song Ling to take personal risks. Ever since Gu Qiubale approached him, he should have known the dangers of this trip.But Song Ling neither told his mother nor him in advance. Instead, he insisted on going his own way and risking his own life, not taking his own life as his own.

Then there was a problem with deliberately exposing his identity, so that the people in Qingyuzhuang noticed, and wanted to see clearly the actions of the people behind the scenes. Which one of these things wronged him.

As early as when Guqiubal found him, he should have told his mother about this, and asked her to send the dead soldiers to come.

Regardless of whether Song Ling is conceited or not afraid of death, he doesn't care about his own life, but there are people in the mansion who care.

Father, mother, grandmother, Qianyu, all aunts, even him, all valued his life more than Song Ling himself!

Authenticity was only the straw that broke the camel's back.

Song Ling sneered, and stopped trying to push Luo Jinnian away, and smiled playfully: "Mother?"

Luo Jinnian's face flushed red. Although Song Ling didn't say anything, he still read the unfinished words from his playful expression.

He was saying: How can a brat who is full of mothers have a position to preach.

Song Ling couldn't understand Luo Jinnian's sudden anger. Every choice he made was the most appropriate choice under deduction, and there was nothing wrong with it. Why did Luo Jinnian suddenly attack?When he was young, he was not stingy about guessing other people's thoughts with the greatest malice, and as he grew older, he became more and more distorted.

After appreciating Luo Jinnian's embarrassment for a while, he turned his head to look at Du Chunxing who was worried. He put on a relieved smile and signaled his aunt not to worry.

Turning to Luo Jinnian, he made malicious speculations.

Luo Jinnian was dissatisfied because his aunt was watching, but he was upstaged by him, so he suddenly launched an attack.

Reasonable.

The author says:

Ling'er is too smart, but also too conceited, alas.