The Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Read the Dead and Solve Cases Like a God

When Lu Zheng opened his eyes, he found himself in a death cell at the Northern Garrison Command’s imperial prison. A duke’s heir had murdered someone in broad daylight, and Lu, a low-ranking officer, had been framed as the scapegoat. At dawn, they would force poison down his throat and make it look like he had killed himself out of guilt. At death’s door, his hand touched the victim’s bloodstained clothes, and the scene of the crime suddenly exploded before his eyes. Touch a corpse, and the dead reveal the past. The culprit’s birthmark, the weapon’s hiding place, the deal struck behind the scenes: no buried crime could escape his sight. While others solved cases through torture and forced confessions, he restored the truth with his fingertips. He cracked the murder of a minister’s son, exposed the masterminds behind cheating at the imperial examinations, brought down a vast web of corruption in Jiangnan, and solved a major border case involving treasonous collusion with the enemy. From a lowly officer anyone could bully to the all-powerful Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he made officials tremble and nobles bow their heads. Years later, someone joked about the many stunning women around Lord Lu. There was the orphaned daughter of an Embroidered Uniform Guard with a blood feud, the commander of the Dark Kite Guard, a miracle doctor from the Imperial Medical Academy, and an extraordinary woman from beyond the northern frontier. Lu Zheng rubbed the faint golden mark on his palm, visible only to him, and smiled. “Just solving cases. They happened to be along the way.”