AWB Chapter 800 is the chapter that reveals the truth.
Chapter 800 is the chapter that reveals the truth.
Looking at Lu Yangyang, whose face had turned pale, Lu Wei finally couldn't help but ask with concern, "Are you alright?"
Lu Yangyang was too weak to speak at the moment. It was her first time doing something like this, so she was inevitably nervous. Fortunately, she didn't make any mistakes.
She nodded, calmed down for a moment, stared at the small hole on the back of the Tenth Prince's head, and said to Lu Wei, "I'd like to trouble you, Lord Lu, to fetch something for me."
Lu Wei leaned closer, and Lu Yangyang told him what she needed.
Lu Wei nodded and went out. Lu Yangyang also signaled to Min Lingshi to put the hammer away, lest Consort Yu see it and not be able to accept it.
With no one around, Min Lingshi quietly approached Lu Yangyang and bowed deeply to her.
Lu Yangyang was startled by his actions and quickly reached out to help him up, asking in a low voice, "Master, what are you doing?"
Min Lingshi was deeply moved, but unfortunately, this was not the time to pour out his heart. He waved his hand and said softly, "Your address of 'Master' is truly too much for this old man. I have been a coroner at the Dali Temple for over twenty years, and I have never tried such a bold method. I do not yet know whether this matter will bring good or bad fortune, but I am very happy. The work of a coroner is to make the deceased speak and reveal the truth. What you have done today has shown me even more possibilities, which are hard to express in a moment. I hope you will not take offense."
Min Lingshi had served as a coroner at the Dali Temple for many years and held a certain position among his peers, but today he realized that there were always people more capable than him. His family had collected many ancient books and notes left by his ancestors, and he had even glimpsed some of these notes mentioning autopsies. However, at the Dali Temple, he dealt almost exclusively with major cases, and the identities of the corpses he handled were mostly extraordinary. Forget about autopsies; even examining a corpse would be met with considerable obstruction.
Lu Yangyang's decision to perform craniotomy to remove the needle today was indeed bold, but it also revealed more possibilities to him. If there were an opportunity to perform an autopsy in the future, would more clues be found? For example, if the needle in the Tenth Prince's skull had been examined from the beginning, would the cause of the Tenth Prince's death have been discovered sooner?
Just thinking about these things made him incredibly excited.
Min Lingshi's words reminded Lu Yangyang of what her aunt had told her about autopsy examinations. Many causes of death cannot be clearly determined from the outside, but many clues can be found inside the body. If autopsy examinations could be popularized in cases, many clues that cannot be seen from the outside could be found, thereby increasing the chances of solving the case.
Therefore, she could completely understand Min Lingshi's feelings at this moment.
"You flatter me," Lu Yangyang said sincerely. "To be honest, I have studied medicine for many years, which is why I was able to find some clues from a pathological perspective. As for autopsies, I am far less experienced than you. If there is an opportunity in the future, I would like to visit you and learn from you. You certainly deserve to be called my master. A senior who taught me medicine once told me that clues that cannot be seen from the outside can be found inside a corpse, but the conditions are too harsh now. If it weren't for Consort Yu speaking up today, we wouldn't have had this opportunity. But I hope that if there is an opportunity in the future, I can also let the corpse speak for the truth."
Min Lingshi's eyes welled up with tears as if he had met a kindred spirit, and he nodded excitedly, "This is exactly what I was thinking. I have suffered a lot of criticism in this line of work, but I have always firmly believed that the corpse should speak for the truth."
As a coroner, he not only faced much criticism but was also not accepted or understood by others. He never married and lost contact with his relatives and clansmen. Only his colleagues and disciples remained in touch. He was not without his moments of confusion. Perhaps he was forced by life's circumstances in the past, but later he devoted himself to this profession. He did not seek to save a life as if it were a great achievement, but only to seek the truth for those who died unjustly.
He desperately wanted to have a long chat with Lu Yangyang right then and there, but unfortunately, it wasn't the right time.
When Lu Wei came in with the things Lu Yangyang wanted, he noticed the excessively ardent look in Min Lingshi's eyes as he looked at Lu Yangyang. He handed the things to Lu Yangyang and coughed lightly.
Min Lingshi realized he had lost his composure and quickly composed himself, asking Lu Yangyang in a somewhat ambiguous manner, "You want this medicinal herb?"
Lu Yangyang mixed the cold water stones that Lu Wei had brought into a paste and used a spoon to carefully fill the small hole on the back of the Tenth Prince's head. Although it wasn't perfect, at least it didn't look like there was an extra hole on his head. She also hoped that Consort Yu wouldn't be too upset. Making such a decision was not an easy thing for her.
After doing all this, Lu Yangyang said to Lu Wei, "Young Master Lu, you can now go and invite the Junior Minister and the Empress over."
Lu Wei nodded.
Ying Xun and Yu Fei hadn't gone far; they were in another empty room in the courtyard. As soon as Lu Wei made a sound, they quickly rushed over.
Before Yingxun could ask, Lu Yangyang picked up the porcelain plate and respectfully handed it over, saying, "Please take a look, Lord Shaoqing. This is the needle that was removed from the Tenth Prince's skull."
The needle wasn't clean; it still bore traces of the brain and smelled unpleasant. However, it was discernible that it was an embroidery needle about three to four inches long, made of silver, and now slightly discolored.
Consort Yu stared intently at the embroidery needle. "This is a special product made in the palace."
Embroidery needles come in various sizes, and ordinary embroidery needles rarely contain gold or silver. However, in the palace, it was different. For aesthetic purposes, skilled artisans would mix gold and silver into the needles to make them appear more exquisite. While most women in the palace knew some needlework, these specially made needles were reserved for the ladies-in-waiting of each palace.
Consort Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and she grabbed Third Master Shen's arm, her voice as cold as ice as she stared at the needle: "Investigate for me. Everything sent from the Imperial Wardrobe to the palaces is recorded. Even a needle has a place in the records."
With clues, we have a direction for the investigation.
Ying Xun responded without hesitation: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, this humble official will immediately arrange for someone to go to the Imperial Wardrobe to investigate the origin of this needle."
The Imperial Clothing Bureau was responsible for the clothing of the entire harem. Needles and thread were also distributed to each palace by the Imperial Clothing Bureau. Special embroidery needles were limited in number and even had specific markings. As long as it was found that a needle from the same set was sent to which palace, it would be possible to know who was involved in the matter.
This was a complete turn of events; Lu Yangyang really helped him a lot!
If the timing weren't so bad, Ying Xun would really like to give Lu Yangyang a full bow and a deep bow; he's truly his lucky star!
Consort Yu, enduring the pain, turned around, supported by Third Master Shen's arm, and staggered to the ice chest. Trembling, she looked at the Tenth Prince, who was still lying on the ice chest, and tearfully examined his head. Finding no obvious injuries except for a small patch of hair, she breathed a sigh of relief. How could she bear to make such a decision? But she couldn't let that harmful thing remain in Ming'er's body, disturbing his peace.
Shen Sanye, who was standing beside him, naturally noticed the strangeness on the Tenth Prince's head. After frowning and observing it, he looked at Min Lingshi and Lu Yangyang in shock, "What happened? How did you remove the needle?"
Lu Yangyang stepped forward and replied, "Reporting to Your Highness, I made a hole in the wound, removed the needle, and then used medicine to repair the wound. I dared not disturb Your Highness's peace. I wish Your Highness's pain will be gone and that you will be free from illness and worry in your next life."
Consort Yu's tears slid down her cheeks, her voice choked with emotion: "Very well, may my son be free from all pain and suffering in his next life, and may he be free from illness and worry."
She closed her eyes in anguish, "Third Brother, please have the masters chant sutras to help him pass on to the afterlife, and call for people to prepare Ming'er's body for burial."
My bond with my child in this life has come to an end. May my child be free from illness and worry in the next life.