Chapter 58

Hu Yingmao never dreamed that one day there would be more living people than dead in the cold cellar of Dali temple.

The cold cellar of Dali temple was opened at the back door, and a secret room was dug underground as a morgue. Several cellars were dug deep in the room, thick walls were built with red bricks, and only a few small air doors were opened for ventilation. And more thick doors are set. In winter, take ice and put it inside. It won't melt all year round. Of course, the bodies that can be stored in the cold cellar are all with official bodies.

In the near future, the open space at the back door was already filled with more than half of the officials in the middle of the court. There are also a small half of officials below grade five who are not qualified to squeeze in at all.

Looking around, only a small corner still has sparse space. With the emperor as the center, there are Xia Hou, Gu Shizi, his highness four, his highness seven and Duke Li.

Seeing that the time of application is coming, Lord Hu tentatively asked the Emperor: "emperor, the time of application is coming, will you go to the cold cellar?"

The emperor nodded, and Duke Li shouted: "go to the cold cellar..."

Hu Yingmao lit a small lamp to lead the way in front and led them down the steps. The deeper it went, the colder it became.

The officials felt that it was really cold below. Even a night Pearl was inlaid in the walls on both sides a section of the way. At this time, it was emitting a frightening green light. Some timid people even unconsciously took up their small hands and talked to each other to comfort.

Hu Yingmao took the emperor and them into the king's room and lit the candlestick in the room.

The room can only hold more than 20 people at most.

It's a good thing. Officials below the second grade are not qualified to enter. They are reduced to the big room outside, which is dry and frozen. More than 50 people held their arms and stared at each other. They didn't expect that they were laughing at officials below the seventh grade just now. In the twinkling of an eye, it was their turn not to enter the house.

Hu Yingmao introduced to the emperor that he was responsible for the coffin opening and autopsy of Prince Hui.

Chu Tang has worked in Dali temple for more than 20 years. He has been through a hundred battles. The cut bodies are enough to look down on the capital. At this time, he was holding a knife in his hand, but he trembled more than his first autopsy.

"Open the coffin."

Chu Tang suddenly heard the emperor speak and knelt down on his knees.

The emperor frowned and said, "I let you open the coffin, but I didn't let you kneel down."

"Yes, yes." The storage hall stood up trembling, pressed the mechanism on the coffin and popped out the coffin inside. He pushed away the coffin. Gu Xingyun, who was beside the emperor, came over and said, "I'll come."

The storage hall stopped and stood aside, asking Gu Shizi to take Prince Hui out and put him on the central marble bed.

The body of Lord Hui is well preserved. His face was a little pale, but his face was still lifelike. Dressed in the shroud of the prince's specifications, the left hand sticks to the Susi towel and the right hand sticks to the sandalwood fan, which means that it is cool and carefree.

The emperor and the Marquis looked at each other, and their eyes were full of grief.

Gu Xingyun took a deep breath and began to undress Lord Hui. The shroud is cumbersome. There are seven clothes and three pairs of trousers. There are five short shirts and two long shirts. The short one is on the inside and the long one is on the outside. Gu Xingyun untied the buttons one by one, and then opened them layer by layer. The movement was very gentle, but it moved everyone present.

When all the clothes have been stripped, the open chest and abdomen of Lord Hui are exposed. Gu Xingyun finally breathed out a mouthful of turbid qi and let him aside.

When Hu Yingmao saw that Gu Shizi was out of the way, it was time to have a caesarean section and hurriedly pushed the Chu Tang. The storage hall stumbled and almost didn't kiss Lord Hui.

In the small room, I could only hear the people take a breath.

Hu Yingmao hurried back and wanted to retreat into the crack in the wall. Chu Tang quickly stabilized his body and raised his knife.

The cold light of the blade was shining, and the waves in the heart of the storage hall were surging.

With this knife, he will be the most awesome work in the world and on the king's land.

"You cut it." The Marquis on one side could not bear to urge him when he saw that he was holding up half a cup of tea.

The Duke's voice frightened the storage hall again. I lost all my anger just now. I fell the knife trembling.

"Please calm down." Gu Xingyun looked at the storage hall shaking into a sieve and frowned.

"Gu Shizi can rest assured that Chu Tang is the most stable work in the capital. It has been cut for more than 20 years." Hu Yingmao wanted to butter up to ease the embarrassment of pushing Chu Tang just now. As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the people looked at him as if he had been a fool for more than 20 years.

Chu Tang knew that if he continued to shake, he might become a corpse. He could not shake again in the righteousness villa above. At that moment, the heart was ruthless, the teeth were bitten, the eyes were closed, the tip of the knife went into the meat, and the blood overflowed. With a puff, it scratched from the stomach to the navel.

Everyone's eyes followed his hand, from stomach to navel, nervously watching him open the belly of Lord Hui.

In fact, the storage hall didn't know what Hu Yingmao asked him to look for in the stomach of Lord Hui until now.

Don't mention Hu Yingmao. In the small room, except the emperor, Hou ye and Gu Xingyun, everyone else doesn't know what to look for.

Therefore, at this time, everyone held their breath involuntarily, stretched their necks and looked forward to it.

And Chu Tang finally knew what he was looking for.

He shouted in his heart, my God, pinched a small green snake in his hand and pulled it out.

In addition to the emperor, Hou ye and Gu Xingyun. In other people's hearts, they also think of my God. Why is there a snake in the stomach of Lord Hui?

While the emperor, Hou ye and Gu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, their faces were cold and gloomy.

The courtiers wanted to ask the emperor, but their eyes touched Long Yan, but they couldn't help but shut up.

The emperor's face is too ugly.

The Marquis's face was too dark.

And Gu Xingyun's face is too ferocious

"Arrest Wei Yuanyuan and Tian Yuchen." The emperor is full of murderous Qi.

"Yes." Hu Yingmao solemnly led the order.

The courtiers in the big room outside consciously lined up in two rows to give way to the emperor and important officials who came out of the small room.

At this glance, they all lowered their heads silently. It seems that if they look more, they don't have to follow up. Just lie down in this big room.