The Middle Kingdom is vast, and the four major countries of the world stand proudly. The Yan Dynasty dominates the east, the territory of the Han people, and is prosperous; the northern Yan region is the Rong Di, who control the grasslands, chase water and grass nomads, and the folk customs are fierce and sturdy; the Yanxi region is surrounded by plateaus and has the great power of Tubo
, the people believe in Tantric Buddhism; there is also a powerful Uighur country, which is located to the west of Rongdi and north of Tubo, and does not border Dayan.
In comparison, Nanli was far behind. It was a small country as big as the palm of a hand. All the people in the country, old, young, women, and children were put together. They might not have more soldiers than Yan.
Moreover, Nanli is located in the southwest of Central China, with mountains, wilderness, and countless mountains, forests, and swamps. Although it was also ruled by the Han Dynasty, many ethnic groups such as Han, Bai, Miao, Yao, and Zhuang coexisted under the rule, and there were often disputes. In the deep mountains and dense forests,
There are also a large number of barbarians and barbarians in the country, who are not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, and do not even recognize the "country" of Nanli. It is really chaotic. Fortunately, in recent times, the Nanli emperor has governed properly and vigorously appeased other ethnic groups, and gradually some people have
The results have been achieved, and the country has become much more stable in recent years...
Nanli Town, Yanziping.
At dawn, it was drizzling, and the dim light of the sunrise could not penetrate the rain clouds. The gloomy sky did not appear oppressive, but instead took advantage of the tranquility of Yanziping.
It was still early, and most of the residents were still asleep. The road paved with bluestones lay quietly in the town, enjoying the drizzle alone. Suddenly, two people were walking side by side, running quickly along the long street.
Carrying a horizontal knife on their waist, wearing black boots, black robes, and black hats with peacock feathers slanted on their hats, they were all dressed as police officers. One of them was over forty years old and had a fat body; the other's skin was so dark that his appearance was almost invisible, but he had never been
Judging from his thin figure, he should still be a teenager.
The two officers ran straight to a courtyard at the end of the street before stopping. The middle-aged man pointed his finger and said to his subordinate, "This is it."
The little catcher immediately took a few steps forward, not caring about the dreams of others, and banged on the door with all his strength! Then, there was only a "coaxing" sound - the courtyard door did not open, but the courtyard was completely "exploded"
, at least thirty dogs, twenty ducks, and fifteen chickens crowed at the same time, mixed with the sound of chickens and ducks flapping their wings, and the sound of cats and dogs hitting pots while jumping... The young detective
He was startled and almost drew his sword, but his boss had already gotten used to it. He shook his head and said with a smile: "You're new here and you don't know. You Wu has raised more than a hundred animals in the house, including cats, dogs, chickens and ducks. He is so human."
You're weird, please be more careful when you speak later."
The young catcher stared: "Aren't you afraid of disturbing the countryside by raising so many livestock?"
At this time, a voice sounded in the courtyard, with a smile in his tone, and responded: "When it comes to nuisance to the village, cats and dogs are not as good as a police official with a knife." At the same time, the door axis creaked.
, the courtyard door opened, revealing a young man in a green shirt, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with handsome features and bright eyes.
The young man who opened the door looked at the little catcher and continued: "I've never seen you before, are you new here?"
The little detective was still a kid at heart. He had been teased by the other party before, but now he curled his lips and ignored him, pretending not to hear.
The middle-aged man coughed and looked at the young man in green shirt: "Yang Yaozi, where is your uncle? He has something to do. Get him up and follow us quickly."
Yang Yaozi is Song Yang... Imperial Physician You found the 'man with the right heart' and simply left the Yan Kingdom and took Song Yang into Nanli, where he finally settled down and lived a semi-secluded life.
Yanziping was far away from Yan State, so Doctor You did not change his name, but he no longer showed off his medical skills. Not long after he settled in, he went to the Yamen to find a job as a widower. Anyway, he was a doctor. He used to diagnose the living every day, but now he occasionally treats the dead.
The autopsy was done with ease.
The two of them treat each other as uncle and nephew. Doctor You never even thought of giving Song Yang a name. He usually calls him "Xiaobao", and every time he calls him, he gets goosebumps. It's Song Yang who was born in the fifth year.
When he was 18 years old, he walked up to his uncle and recommended himself: "I think the name 'Song Yang' is a good one." At that time, Doctor You was taking care of some self-grown medicinal materials in the small flower cellar in the backyard, and nodded absently: "
OK, from now on you will call me Song Yang, Xiaobao, bring me the flower hoe."
Fast forward fifteen years, Imperial Physician You, who had a stinky face that made everyone in the civil and military circles of the Yan Kingdom become a coroner in a remote town; and Song Yang also grew from an infant to a young man.
Song Yang closed the courtyard door, took advantage of his back to insert an inconspicuous blade of grass into the lock, and then said to the middle-aged policeman: "I'll go with you." In the past, Dr. You usually took him with him when he went to perform autopsies.
He went to Song Yang, who seemed to be very talented in this field and learned quickly. In the past year or two, "uncle" no longer needed to be involved in ordinary cases. Song Yang could do the investigation alone. And Xiao
In Taiping, there has never been an "uneasy" case in the past few decades. All life-related matters are birth, old age, illness and death, and death is normal. He Zuo only goes to the scene to verify it, which is very easy.
As he spoke, Song Yang made a "please lead the way" gesture to the two detectives.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged police officer frowned this time: "Yang Yaozi, let's call you uncle. This case is unusual. Many people died."
Song Yang was stunned for a moment: "Is it a neighbor who died?" Seeing the police officer shaking his head in denial, Song Yang relaxed and then continued: "It's not that my uncle was reluctant to get up, it's that he was not at home. He went out two days ago, and now
Haven’t come back yet.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the young catcher scolded: "Yu Zuo is also a poor official. How could he leave the jurisdiction without reporting to the Yamen!" As he spoke, he shook the horizontal knife on his waist, wishing that Yu Zuo, who had neglected his duties, should be arrested and brought to justice immediately.
Similar.
Song Yang immediately nodded vigorously with a serious expression: "Yes, you are right, I will tell him when he comes back." After saying that, he turned to look at the middle-aged policeman: "Pantou, let's go."
The middle-aged officer is the head of the three squads of Yanziping yamen, and his surname is Pan. The surname Pan is not a Chinese surname, but a Yao people's surname. Needless to say, Pantou'er is also a Yao people.
Yanziping is located to the west of Nanli, and is dominated by Han and Yao people. However, the Yao people here are all "Pingdi Yao" with a gentle temperament. They have been mixed with the Han people for more than ten generations, and they have long been integrated and live in harmony.
The uncle was not at home, so there was no point in worrying. He had to ask his nephew to come forward. Pan Touer stopped talking nonsense and took Song Yang to the scene of the crime. The little detective followed Song Yang quickly. After walking for a while, he was curious again.
Ask him: "Why don't you ask what the case is?"
Song Yang answered truthfully: "You will know it later, so why bother to ask. What's more, if you ask now, you will inevitably have preconceptions, which will affect your judgment."
The little catcher didn't expect that he had his own reasons, so he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It makes sense, so don't rush around later!"
Song Yang was too lazy to pay attention to him and did not answer. The young detective was unwilling to let him go, and kept giving him lectures in an old-fashioned way: "This case is serious, so you can't be fooled around. When you get to the place, you should be smarter. If you can, test it, and if you can't, you can test it."
Step aside, don't be so clumsy that you destroy the evidence, and if you don't help, it will only cause more trouble! If you don't succeed, just say it, I will ask the adults to ask for help from the state government and send capable people down. I'm afraid of delaying the coming and going.
It’s time for you to go and take a look first..."
Song Yang was so annoyed by him that he stared at him sideways, then seemed to have discovered something, with a bit of surprise in his eyes: "Your face..."
The little catcher was startled: "What's wrong with my face?"
"After being washed by the rain for a while, your face seems not as dark as before." Song Yang spread his hands and his voice was obviously lowered, as if he was mumbling to himself, but it happened to be heard clearly by the little catcher: "The face can also
Is the color fading? This is the first time I’ve seen it. It’s not dyed anymore, right? What’s this called…disguise?”
The little catcher's expression changed, he felt a little guilty and a little angry, but he finally closed his mouth, snorted, and stopped talking to Song Yang.