Chapter 4 Improving the Punishment Officer Song Ci

 Grandpa pounded his back with his fist and said, "Alas, this place is too eerie, my arthritis is about to flare up again, go home first and we'll talk about it slowly!"

 An hour later, our grandparents and grandchildren returned home, grandpa made a pot of ginger soup to drive away the cold, while drinking the soup, said: "Yang'er, you must think it is strange, our ancestors in the Song family obviously do the pallbearer's business, why not let the children and grandchildren to engage in this kind of occupation? In fact, there is a reason for this."

 During the Southern Song Dynasty, there was an outstanding criminal justice official named Song Ci, Song Ci's lifelong case solving is like God, the world is rare!

 He served as the mention of the criminal prison officer period, only spent eight months of time, all the local wrongful convictions, headless cases all solved, arrested the murderer up to more than two hundred people, afterward, but not a cry of injustice, and from then on shocked the dynasty and the countryside.

 Song Ci although powerful, but he was deeply convinced that his own power is limited, there are many local officials, pallbearers often will not try the case, relying on forced confessions, often beaten into submission, killing people, as the so-called 'a drop of ink on the case, the folk of a thousand drops of blood'.

 So Song Ci recorded his life's experience of autopsy in the "Collection of Wrongdoings", which pioneered forensic identification, more than 300 years ahead of the West, so Song Ci is also recognized as the originator of forensic science!

 Since Song Ci, the descendants of the Song family have been in the Ministry of Justice and the Da Lisi, countless cases, and gradually will be "Wash the Grievance Collected Records" constantly expanding, accumulating a set of superb skills to solve the case of the masterpiece, named the "break the prison of God chapter".

 As the saying goes, the Song family heir mastered this profound knowledge, on the one hand, too easy to be hated by the murderer, often suffered a tragedy; on the other hand, the skills and easy to be exploited, the Ming Dynasty when the Song family had been instructed to investigate a strange nine-tailed civet cat incident, the results involved the throne behind the fight, but was used as a scapegoat, nearly executed nine clans.

 Later, an ancestor of the Song family, who was well versed in fortune telling, realized that perhaps because the Song family members had mastered this set of knowledge too profoundly, and peeped into the heavens, they were envied by the ghosts and gods, so the Song family members, if they worked as officials, constables, and pallbearers, would not be able to die well! That's why we have set up the ancestral motto of "no official, no career, save yourself" in the hope that the Song family can survive forever.

 After hearing this, I was a bit frustrated and refused to believe it, "But Grandpa, aren't you helping the police to solve cases?"

 Grandpa sighed and said, "When I was young, I liked solving cases as much as you do, and I used to show my skills in the police before the liberation, solving several big cases that shocked the whole country. I didn't realize that the disaster came soon, someone falsely accused me of the autopsy of that set of mastery is feudal superstition, the result is that I was dragged to sleep in the stables, in vain three years to raise the horse. During those three years I was on edge every moment, if it wasn't for the early vindication later on, I probably would have ended up on my own, right?"

 Speaking of this, grandpa drank a mouthful of ginger soup: "Hardness is easy to break, softness is long-lasting, I showed my sharpness in a small way, and brought such a big disaster, finally realized that the words of my ancestors are reasonable. Then I have been hiding in my hometown, but I have been famous, want to hide can not hide clean, every few years there are always people to ask me to come out of the mountain, I'm not unwilling, but can not, and finally forced to cooperate with them in this way. I thought that by your generation our Song family can finally live in peace, who would have thought that you showed your hand in front of Sun Tiger today, I think this is all a matter of destiny, this is the Song family's calamity, and also the Song family's mission!"

 Grandpa these words heard me very confused, this is to hope that I will do this business in the future, or do not do this business.

 Grandpa added, "Yang'er, since you've passed the test, from today onwards, I intend to teach you everything I've learned in my life, do you want to learn?"

 Upon hearing this, I got excited, "Grandpa, of course I want to learn!"

 "Don't think too much!" Grandpa said, "The reason why I want to teach you,is because you are relying on two books to fumble around and show off everywhere, just like a three year old playing in front of the enemy with an incredibly sharp sword, instead it's dangerous. In fact, you haven't even learned a tenth of the true essence of the Song family. Grandpa doesn't want you to die early, but grandpa is old and can't control you for the rest of your life, all I can do is to tell you the stances of this 'precious sword', so that you can walk your own path in the future!"

 "One more thing, the wound inspection and corpse survey is a treasure left behind by our ancestors, if it just dies in my hands, it's my sin, I won't have the face to see my ancestors even if I'm in the nine springs. But if the Song family has a successor, I think I can die in peace ..."

 I don't know if it's an illusion?

 Hearing grandpa say something like 'death can also rest in peace', I suddenly had an ominous premonition, as if grandpa was explaining his last words.

 I shook off this thought and nodded.

 Since then, I followed my grandfather whenever I was free to learn how to do autopsies and how to process crime scenes, the subtleties of which are difficult to summarize in a single word. Of course I suffered a lot, no matter any setbacks I gritted my teeth and persisted, greedily absorbing this valuable knowledge like a sponge that sucks up water!

 Three years have passed, my college entrance examination results are not ideal, I want to go to read the province's polytechnic university, but the score is still more than a hundred points short, grandpa said fill it! Guarantee you can get in.

 I believe that my grandfather's means, to get me an expansion of the quota is a small case, so rest assured that boldly in the first volunteer to fill in the University of Technology.

 My aunt wanted me to major in economics, so that I could help her with her business. Honestly speaking, I am an extremist, and I love crime solving and other things to death, but I am not interested in doing business, so I may have inherited my grandfather's genes from generation to generation.

 Thinking about it, I finally filled out an applied electronics, a moderate major, I heard that the job prospects are quite good. But then I came to school and realized that there were only three girls in the class, and I really regretted it, but unfortunately, I was already on the boat and it was too late for me to regret it.

 After the college entrance examination long summer vacation, I have nothing to do at home on the Internet, watch movies, play chess with grandpa, live a very pleasant life.

 This day I went to a classmate's home to participate in the party, we killed two cases of beer, we are all playing since childhood partners, the thought of the upcoming days to the north and south, to go out in the world, we heart both bold, and a little reluctant to part.

 After dinner, we went to sing together, and went home late.

 At this time is already late at night eleven o'clock, I saw from afar the Song family old house lights, heart thumped, have a kind of bad premonition! Because we in this county people sleep early at night, according to the custom, only the family suffered a change will be in the middle of the night to light so many lights, such as the death of the elderly ...

 In a flash, my wine woke up, accelerated the pace to run home, push the door to call out, but the result is that there is no one in the house.

 I came to my grandfather's study and saw a simple envelope resting on the table, with no stamps on it, and a blood-red scimitar drawn in pen in the lower right corner.

 What seemed to be in the envelope?

 Curious, I poured the envelope towards my hand, a sticky thing suddenly fell into my palm, it was actually an eyeball!