Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

"It turns out it's tea. I, the princess, don't think it's a rare treasure. Even if it is a treasure, it's just a matter of opening your mouth."

Princess Yutan said to Xie Zhao, "Excuse me, Sir Xie, please wait at the palace gate for a quarter of an hour. I will come back as soon as I go."

Princess Yutan smiled lightly and left, first going to the Queen Mother's palace to ask for something.

The Queen Mother prefers flower and fruit tea. All the good teas obtained as tribute were collected by Princess Yutan and put into boxes. In addition to mountain clouds and mist, there are also more than ten kinds of tea such as Longjing before rain.

Xie Zhao was satisfied with the harvest and thanked Princess Yutan: "Thank you very much, Princess."

Princess Yutan waved her hands carelessly: "Thank you no matter what, we are all one family."

In the palace, Xiao She was drinking tea. When he heard that Princess Yutan had plundered all the good tea, he felt a pain in his heart and beat his chest: "Yutan is an outgoing girl with her elbows turned outwards. She is really guarded against thieves in the house." Be on guard!"

After finally winning, someone in his family turned against Shui and his home was stolen. Xiao She's eyes were particularly sad, he hated it!

Princess Yutan went to Xie Mansion as a guest, and the Jiang family were all there.

Since Shen came to the capital, he has been making plans from time to time.

Mrs. Chen often brought her daughter-in-law to the Xie Mansion as a guest, to play cards and gossip about home affairs, and also to visit her daughter Jiang Yuzhu.

When Princess Yutan saw her future mother-in-law, her face turned red and she was a little embarrassed: "Aunt Jiang, I asked someone to buy a batch of shrimps and crabs. Yuzhu said she can prepare the sauce for spicy shrimps and spicy crabs."

It's a hot day, and the lady is feeling a bit bitter in the summer. She just wants to eat cold dishes.

Princess Yutan was excited when she heard that the chilled food from the cold storage had arrived.

The capital is not close to the sea. If you want to eat shrimps and crabs, you have to fish them from hundreds of miles away, keep them fresh with ice cubes, and transport them non-stop.

Xie Zhao happened to return home and stepped forward to open the wooden strips nailed to the box. His eyes flashed sharply, and then he returned to his natural state: "It's hot and the ice cubes inside will melt. It's better to send it to the big kitchen."

After finishing speaking, he called the servants in the mansion to carry the box without any explanation.

Mrs. Shen and Ms. Chen were chatting animatedly and did not pay attention to the movement here.

After Princess Yutan and Jiang Yuzhu looked at each other, they quietly left the living room.

When Xie Zhao saw Princess Yutan following him out, he saluted and said, "Princess, I'm afraid this box can't be kept in the house. It has to be sent to Jingzhao Yin Yamen."

Princess Yutan was stunned at first, and then said in astonishment: "Is there a corpse inside..."

"No, but it's almost the same. It's a human head."

Fortunately, Mr. Chen and Mr. Shen were not around just now, otherwise they would have been frightened and made them sick.

I don’t know how long it has been frozen, but the woman’s head is slightly white with a layer of hoarfrost floating on it, making it look particularly scary.

"Who is trying to frame this princess?"

Princess Yutan was not a good-tempered person and was completely furious after hearing this. If she sacrificed her head to her future mother-in-law, how would she enter the Jiang family in the future?Those who didn't know thought she was trying to intimidate the Jiang family.

Jiang Yuzhu thought more: "Although we were framed just yesterday, we still have to analyze the specific problems in detail. We can't be frightened and associate all accidents with the mastermind behind the scenes."

If the mastermind behind the scenes was really that powerful, he would have rebelled long ago, and why is he still hiding in secret?

It can be seen that the other party has manpower, but it is not as powerful as imagined.

We don't underestimate the enemy, but we can't always mythologise those people. It's good to treat them as human beings.

Xie Zhao turned his head and looked slightly moved: "What Madam said is absolutely true."

"Last month, a headless body was found in the farmland in the capital. The author judged that the deceased was a young woman in her twenties. Because she was headless, it was difficult to identify her."

Xie Zhao just took a glance and realized that the head was that of a woman, which might match the body, so he was going to take it back for comparison.

"More than a month has passed, and it has become more difficult to solve the case."

Xie Zhao first needs to find out who mixed the human head into the shrimp and crab, whether it was accidental or calculated.

The three of them were discussing, and Manager Xie came in a hurry: "The boy who came to deliver seafood outside the door heard that the box was wrong!"

The princess ordered the largest box, and the rest had to be sent to restaurants in the city and other places.

Princess Yutan raised her eyebrows and said, "Wrong?"

Fortunately, it was Xie Zhao who was scared. What if it was the others?

This matter is extremely egregious in nature and must be thoroughly investigated.

Seeing the heads, Jiang Yuzhu's occupational disease recurred. She wanted to stand by and watch, but finally decided to follow her heart and go to the Yamen.

Xie Zhao did not stop him, but asked Manager Xie to prepare the carriage.

The couple went all the way to Jingzhao Yin Yamen, where the widower Zhang Song had already received the news.

After seeing Jiang Yuzhu, Zhang Song's expression remained as usual. He passed over his master and introduced the case to Jiang Yuzhu: "Madam, our Yamen has only three months to accept this case."

"So if the head is found three months later, will the murderer go free?"

Jiang Yuzhu didn’t quite understand, so she humbly asked for advice.

Co-worker Zhang Song patiently explained: "That's not the case. The case must go through normal procedures, but our Yamen's cold storage space is limited."

In some murder cases, the murderer could not be found for a while, and the family members requested that they be laid to rest.

At Jingzhao Yin Yamen, corpses can be stored for up to three months.

The small local government office does not yet have a cold storage, which makes it more difficult to solve the case.

It's okay in the North, where ice is stored every year, but in the southern border counties, the magistrates are reluctant to use ice in the summer, let alone build cold storage in the Yamen.

After Jiang Yuzhu learned about it, she followed Zhang Song into the cold storage.

The officials carried the body out and connected it with the head to form a body.

"Neck fracture anastomosis."

Jiang Yuzhu put on gloves and spoke very professionally.

An expert would know if there was any as soon as he made a move. Zhang Song followed and made a move, sighing: "Madam, if it weren't for your noble status, you would be a good candidate for marriage."

These days, no one wants to deal with the dead. Whether they are opening coffins, laying paper and horse shops, or being a widower like Zhang Song, they all belong to the lower class.

Who would be willing to play with corpses if not for the sake of making a living?

Zhang Song's family has ancestral craftsmanship, and he feels a sense of accomplishment every time he solves a case.

"In my small family, I only have daughters. I'm afraid this craft will be lost in the future."

After Zhang Song finished speaking, he sighed sadly.

Jiang Yuzhu respects his colleagues very much. His status in Daqi Medical University is far inferior to that of modern forensic doctors. In fact, they are all doing the same thing.

"Zhang Song, I think your skills are good. Have you ever thought about developing the industry of widow making?"

Daqi's masterpieces are all passed down from generation to generation. Some people can't stand this profession and choose to change careers on the way.

In several counties around the capital, there is only one decent police officer named Zhang Song, and he has to travel to several places every time there is a case.

Even if the murderer disappears in the future, the murderer will still be there, so this line of work must be passed on.

Zhang Song shook his head: "It's not a small thing to belittle oneself. I saw babies on the way home. Those babies were running far away. They were afraid of getting bad luck. The youngest daughter is not too young, and she is still waiting to be married."

This profession is destined to be looked down upon by others.

Jiang Yuzhu sighed silently: "Don't worry, there will be a day when you will see the light of day."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuzhu's eyes paused on the dead woman's hand.