After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

Lu Yun asked urgently, "What about the armor in the General's Temple?"

Lu Zhiyuan touched the armor on the table: "Of course they took it off themselves and then arranged it in different ways. The knots on the armor are different because they tied it in different ways, and they deliberately chose the way the armor was tied in the previous dynasty, intentionally drawing attention to the Zhenyuan General who died unjustly."

Han Ting muttered to himself, "I was wondering why those armors were so strange. To find out the reason, I made a special trip to the north, found the descendant of that deputy general, and found this piece of armor from the previous dynasty."

Lu Zhiyuan tiptoed and patted Han Ting's shoulder: "The armor of Northern Liang is similar to that of the previous dynasty, both using straps or ropes to fix it to the body. Compared to the previous dynasty, Northern Liang's armor has removed those cumbersome and flashy decorations, becoming more concise and practical. The Hanging Platform was probably a place they chose specifically, and the General's Temple was also in the plan. They originally intended to use that legend, so they did some research before the operation."

Han Ting: What do you think?

Lu Zhiyuan pointed to the stack of files on the left: "The Ministry of War archives, someone has looked up the armor from the previous dynasty."

Han Ting: "Who is checking?"

Lu Zhiyuan: "A minor official in the Ministry of War is dead, and his death is very suspicious."

Lu Zhiyuan wanted to investigate the details of the grain transport back then. Transporting grain required the cooperation of six ministries, primarily the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War, both of which kept records. The investigation was to verify the information from both sides, to prevent any errors or deliberate omissions by one party. That particular record was mixed in with the others and could easily be overlooked.

The person who kept the register was meticulous; he specifically noted the date next to the entry, a date that happened just before the shipment of grain departed. Even more coincidentally, the minor official died the day after reviewing the relevant records.

Han Ting: "The booklet mentions the death of a minor official? The Ministry of War is more meticulous than I expected."

Lu Zhiyuan shook her head: "It has nothing to do with the Ministry of War. I heard it from a teahouse. The teahouses in the capital not only talk about the romantic tales and amorous stories in the book, but also about the political situation and all sorts of strange cases in the capital. The death of the minor official is one of them."

If a minor official died outside, it wouldn't be a big deal, and the teahouse staff wouldn't tell it as a story. He died in the Ministry of War, still working before his death. When he was found, he was bleeding from all seven orifices, lying face down on his desk. Unfinished official business lay on the desk, and the ink in the inkstone had just been used before his death.

Lu Yun: "He bled from all seven orifices and died from poisoning."

Lu Zhiyuan shook her head: "It wasn't poisoning, it wasn't a sudden incurable disease, there were no external injuries, the death was inexplicable."

Han Ting pondered for a moment: "Impossible! Miss said that people don't die for no reason, and even if they die of old age, there must be a reason."

Lu Zhiyuan looked at Han Ting: "Not bad, you remember what I said when I was a child."

Han Ting's eyes lit up: "Does Miss know the cause of that person's death?"

Lu Zhiyuan was about to reply when she heard Liu Ying's voice. Liu Ying was clutching a letter, saying it was from the capital.

"The cause of death has been revealed!"

"Miss, are you a prophet?"

"I'm not a god." She opened the letter in her hand and glanced at it. It was pretty much as she had guessed. The clerk had been killed by the murderer in a special way.

"My old ailment has relapsed, and I'm always feeling sleepy. In my half-awake state, I somehow started thinking about the minor official. I remember the teacher saying that the minor official died in the Ministry of War, during the time when Yanzhou and Ganzhou were besieged and the court was procuring grain. I was young and didn't remember very clearly, so I specifically asked Liuying."

Liu Ying blinked: "Madam asked me about the case? I thought Madam was just being silly. I've wasted all these years of my life, all these years of serving Madam. Why didn't I think of the case? If I had thought of it sooner, I might have been able to help Madam."

“Everyone is different, each with their own strengths and weaknesses. I enjoy studying medicine and things related to cases, so I naturally pay more attention to them. It’s normal that you didn’t think of this since you’ve been so focused on me.” While comforting Liu Ying, he handed the letter to Han Ting: “You know my temperament; once I’ve thought of something, I always have to investigate it to be at ease. My second uncle’s reply was pretty much what I expected.”

"Brain nail? Is that a way to die?"

“Ordinary people wouldn’t think of this, and those who could are not ordinary people.” Lu Zhiyuan tucked her sleeves in: “There was a case where the husband suddenly died, and the wife didn’t go to the government office to file a report. Instead, she rushed to bury him. Her reason was that it was hot and she was afraid the body would decompose and stink. She said she and her husband had a very good relationship and couldn’t bear to see him become like that. Neighbors reported that there was an argument at their house on the night of the incident, and they also saw someone sneaking away. The coroner investigated for a long time but found nothing suspicious. It seemed that the husband really did die suddenly.”

His gaze swept over the group of people, none of whom spoke. Seeing that no one asked a question, he continued.

"During the encoffining, someone accidentally touched the deceased's head and felt a strange bulge. There was blood around it, and it was sticky. Anyone who has handled funerals knows that the deceased is cleansed before encoffining, meaning that they came into this world clean and will leave clean. However, the deceased's head was covered in blood, and there was obvious scab on the bulge. Out of habit, this person scratched the deceased's head twice with their fingernail."

"To scratch the head of a dead person? That's rather impolite. If I were a family member of the deceased, I would definitely hit him." Liu Ying frowned, feeling her scalp tighten, and gently rubbed it with her hand.

"It was indeed impolite, but it was just a habit, a subconscious action. It was this subconscious action that revealed the cause of the victim's death." Lu Zhiyuan tightened her clothes, walked to the window, and opened it a crack: "He picked at the scab, found an iron nail, and screamed in terror. A crowd gathered, alerting the officials who hadn't gone far. Seeing that the matter was exposed, the wife had no choice but to confess the truth. She and her husband had a good relationship, but her husband had an affair, was harsh to her in everything, and even abandoned his wife and children to live with another woman. Later, she also had someone she was with, and thought about divorcing her husband."

Firefly interjected, "Then let's get a divorce!"

Lu Zhiyuan lowered her eyes: "We can't get a divorce, my husband won't agree!"

Liu Ying walked to the window and asked in confusion, "Why don't you agree? He has a new love, and his wife has a new love too. There's no point in forcing him to stay. It's better to part amicably."

“The husband doesn’t know his wife has a new lover. He thinks she’s just jealous and throwing a tantrum, and he thinks he can just appease her.” Lu Zhiyuan patted Liu Ying’s shoulder. “They are just an ordinary family. Taking a concubine is unrealistic for the husband, and the other woman may not even want to be a concubine. The husband understands that the one outside will leave sooner or later, and he can’t divorce the one at home no matter what.”

The couple argued about their divorce when the wife's lover came looking for her. Seeing the husband mistreating his beloved, the lover lost control and attacked. During the scuffle, the husband hit the headboard. The old wooden bed was wobbly, and a nail had protruded, piercing the husband's head. If he had received immediate medical attention, he could have survived.

The wife wanted to help, but her lover stopped her, dismissing her idea with just one sentence.

He said, "If he dies, you won't need to get a divorce. In a year or two, find a son-in-law to live with you, citing the child's need for a father and the family's need for a man to help. Then the two of them can be together openly."