The Delicate Lady Coroner

Huo Qinghong cursed secretly and turned around and left. When he walked out of Cui Yin, he couldn't help but glance back.

The bird's feathers are bright and dazzling, still dangling between the shade of the trees and the mottled afterglow. A bit of cold suddenly appeared in his heart, and he quickly walked to the side hall. There are so many birds in this garden. Although there is no bird cage in front of him, it is still OK. I heard the chirping sound in the distance, and the bird's feathers were gorgeous, and at first glance it was not a common product. I don't know what tricks Zhao Yue played to kill birds for fun?

He waited for a while, and Zhao Yue, the king of Nan'an County, brought his entourage and walked over with a birdcage. He had been a rich and wealthy idler for many years when he first arrived. Move forward and pull him.

"Say you are here, I asked you to invite you to the banquet pavilion directly, but they said you didn't intend to go to the banquet, okay, then I personally come to invite you, are you going?"

Huo Qinghong was dragged forward and walked two steps, and he was able to stop, "The prince, I really don't want to stay today."

Zhao Yue turned his head and looked at him suspiciously with his drunk eyes, "Why? You met today. You fell ill the other day. We haven't been together for half a year."

Huo Qinghong only looked at the cage in the hand of the attendant, "I'm here to fetch the blue bird, there is still something to do at night, you know, my eldest brother is back."

When mentioning Huo Wei Tower, the Nanan County King’s strength was stagnant, and he twitched his lips, "Oh yes, Lord Hou is back, that’s fine, call Feng Ye another day, let’s get together again, Feng Ye will follow these two days His father went out of the city, and no one was found."

Said that he took the cage and lifted the outer hood, the blue bird inside really opened a pair of clever eyes, alive and tight.

"Here, I will feed you, and if you tease it a lot on weekdays, this bird is also human."

Huo Qinghong responded, took the birdcage and left the bird garden. He got on the carriage and put the birdcage to his side, causing the bird to chirp twice. Huo Qinghong couldn't help but flick the cage. Sighed.

Even if he refuses to socialize, he has to borrow the name of his elder brother, choose a yamen, and choose the lightest, and now he still has the heart to get married...

Huo Qinghong carried the cage to him, and hummed: "Let's go there in the future, well, there is a white cat."

The blue bird in the cage trembled its wings and dared not cry.

At sunset, Lin Zhao returned from the Yamen. Just when he walked to the gate of Lin Mansion, he saw a carriage parked outside the mansion gate. His brows were darkened, and he was trying to make his followers drive the carriage to the side entrance, but it was too late. .

Bo Yixian, who was raising the curtain and looking around, saw him.

She jumped out of the carriage anxiously and eagerly stopped him, "Brother Zhao, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and finally I saw you."

Lin Zhao got out of the carriage, feeling hard to say in his heart, "What's the matter?"

Bo Yixian snorted. She waited for many days, but she never entered the Lin Mansion. Lin Zhao seemed to avoid her better. She waited at the front entrance, and he went to the side entrance. She went to the side entrance, and he went to the front entrance again.

There were tears in Bo Yixian's eyes, "Aunt Lin doesn't want to forgive me and my mother?"

Lin Zhao turned sideways, not looking at her eyes, "My mother is still recuperating and has no time to think about it."

Bo Yixian stepped forward, "Then ask Auntie to give me a chance. My mother and I will come to the door to apologize. There is no need to advance the wedding date. Everything depends on Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin. How do you think?"

The last gleam of afterglow disappeared into the sky, and the pale ink of the night shrouded Lin Zhao's eyes. He suddenly asked: "Back then, why did the Bo family and the Lin family make a date for you and me?"

A chill came up from the soles of Bo Yixian’s feet. She barely had time to think. She blurted out, “Because our two families are family friends, brother Zhao and I are about the same age. Father and Uncle Lin asked someone to count our birthday horoscopes. Brother Zhao and I am a match made by nature, and because of this, the two families have just started thinking about getting married."

Lin Zhao turned his eyes to look at Bo Yixian. Because of the a lot of sorrow in recent days, her face was slightly reduced, her brows were bitter, her tears were hazy, and she looked at him innocently and sadly. Be soft-hearted, and her unavoidable gaze makes her seem rather magnanimous and fearless.

But Lin Zhao knew she was lying.

There was no guilty conscience to lie, and even such an attitude, Lin Zhao couldn't tell whether her tears were true or false for a while, and the last trace of his eyes disappeared, "Go home."

Bo Yixian saw Lin Zhao’s disappointment. Seeing him turn to the mansion gate, she suddenly felt a huge panic in her heart, as if Lin Zhao would never see her again when Lin Zhao entered the door. Bo Yixian hurried to catch up, "Brother Zhao , You know everything, right?"

Lin Zhao paused, and Bo Yixian became more sure of her guess, "You know what happened back then, and you know that it was not me who originally married you back then, Brother Zhao, do you care about this?"

Lin Zhao didn't look back, and Bo Yixian's tears fell, "Are you to blame me for lying to you? It was indeed the third uncle and father who made the verbal marriage first, but then they had an accident. It was only a year or two. At that time, we both It’s just a young child. How can this count? Later, the second sister left Beijing, and everyone thought she would never come back. This changed the marriage between you and me. Brother Zhao asked me that there was nothing false about what I said. I just don’t want to mention others, why am I wrong?"

Lin Zhao was going to be persuaded by Bo Yixian for a while, but in the bottom of his heart he always felt uncomfortable and suffocated, as if he was the one who did the wrong thing.

Bo Yixian said: "I have been kissing Brother Zhao for a few years, and Brother Zhao also knows what I want. How can our love for more than ten years be comparable to others? Brother Zhao is thinking about this now. Could it be that what others said? Yes. ......Is the second sister repenting?"

Lin Zhao never spoke, but Bo Yixian felt that she was right again. There was a bang in her ear, and her heart burst into anger. She was convicted by Bo Jingqian, the ancestral home of Bo was stolen, and Lin Zhao was cold for more than a month. At this moment, she finally found her. The crux of the problem is, "The second sister really regretted it? I knew it must be Wu Zhaohou had not returned to Beijing before. Everyone thought that something happened to him in the southwest, so she thought about Brother Zhao again. This must be the case. I thought about it. She didn't care about her appearance earlier, she couldn't really let go..."

Lin Zhao looked at Bo Yixian strangely. In the past half month, he had never seen Bo Ruoyou, and Cheng Yunzhi had come to the Lin Mansion for medical treatment several times, and he had never brought Bo Ruoyou with him. He could still treat Bo Ruoyou with a lot of concern, knowing After the appointment of the marriage back then, instead of the usual calmness, Bo Yixian was able to speculate on Bo Ruoyou with such maliciousness.

Lin Zhao was so angry, but he couldn't scold him, he just looked at Bo Yixian coldly, "You...you are so unreasonable! What is the relationship with the second sister? I haven't seen her for many days. How can you blame this on others?"

He took a deep breath, and finally said what he had said in his heart: "Back then, the second sister and the Lin family made a marriage first, but after a lot of twists and turns, it was changed to you and me. Although it is not your fault, you don't have any shame in your heart? "

Bo Yixian cried: "I am ashamed? Why should I be ashamed of her? She left Beijing by herself, and the third uncle did not write the marriage letter. To blame, I can only blame her for her bad life. How can I blame me? I'm not sorry. anyone!"

At this point, she didn't know what she thought of, and said anxiously: "Yes... it was because her life was bad. Brother Zhao, you don't know, she was killed and killed her father, mother and younger brother. If she doesn't return to the capital, maybe My father won’t have any accidents. How can a catastrophe like her marry Brother Zhao? The Taoist priests said that she was a short-lived person. She was not worthy of Brother Zhao. We have been married for many years. , Brother Zhao, what do you care about her?"

Lin Zhao looked at Bo Yixian like a stranger, "You actually think like that...nothing, you and I don't agree, I have nothing to say with you, you just leave--"

When Bo Yixian heard the words, the fear in her heart was even worse. When he was about to step forward, Lin Zhao turned around and entered the mansion as if to escape. Bo Yixian wanted to chase again, but was stopped by the attendant. Show off the color of disgust.

Soon the gate of Lin Mansion was closed, and Bo Yixian stood outside, calling Lin Zhao weakly, but there was no possibility of answering inside the gate. She was so violent and caused the people on the long street to point towards Lin Mansion. She pointed, but she didn't care, and stayed until the night was dark before being forced to leave by the maidservant.

Lin Zhao hurriedly went to the room, and when he entered the inner room, he only hesitated for a moment and said to Chu Shuning, "Mother, I hope my father and mother will think twice about the relationship with the Bo family."

...

Huo Weilou said that he wanted to heal his wounds in the mansion, so there was no falsehood. The southwest matter was temporarily handed over to Ning Xiao, and he didn't care about everything in the court. Unless Fuquan entered the Hou Mansion with his will, he just took the carriage to the palace. Go back.

Jianhe Diben was worried that his taking over Zhao Xi would make Si Xin resentful, and his heart was relieved when he saw him calmly.

Bo Ruoyou is now near the Hou Mansion, and he is concerned about the old wounds of the Huo Wei Building. He visits the Hou Mansion every day. When he enters the Hou Mansion that day, he sees that there are more craftsmen in the mansion, as if he wants to rebuild the scenery inside the mansion.

Bo Ruoyou had doubts in his heart, and when he asked Father Fu, he smiled and said, "Master Hou said that there is less anger in the mansion, and this house has not been moved since it was given to Master Hou. ."

Father Fu smiled and looked at Bo Ruoyou, her face suddenly embarrassed, and Father Fu pointed to several courtyards in the mansion that had been vacant for a long time. Now, build some waterside ponds in the south of the Yangtze River, and move some beautiful flowers and trees. We will definitely like it in the future."

Bo Ruoyou’s cheeks are even more red. Although she was born in the capital, she grew up in the south of the Yangtze River. She has to distinguish it. Indeed, the scenery in the south is more pleasing to the eye. Huo Wei Building has this heart, and Father Fu naturally sees it sincerely. Listen with her.

When I entered the study room, I saw Huo Weilou making a post after the book case, and smiled when he saw her coming, and pulled her in his arms to teach her to write cursively.

Bo Ruoyou asked about the movement outside, Huo Weilou held her hand and walked the dragon and snake on Bai Xuan, and said calmly: "I didn't care about this. Besides, the mansion is full of men, and there is no difference between the beauty and the ugliness. But it's different from now on."

The ink was penetrating the back of the paper, and Bo Ruoyou looked at the words on the paper with the iron and silver hooks, and felt that the true words were as they were. But when she looked back, he saw his eyebrows moist, calm and majestic, making people feel at ease.

Huo Weilou's heart is like Pinghu, has nothing to do with lust, but she can't help her to see, her eyes are clear and smart, but now she has added alluring thaumaturgy. He told her to see it hard to control herself. Putting a hand around her waist, it was not enough to hold the person in her arms, and with this position convenient, she lowered her head to kiss her earballs.

Bo Ruoyou shuddered as if being scalded, and felt that half of his body was soft.

She climbed onto her cheeks with shame, and soon even her ears were red. She went to push Huo Wei Lou in annoyance, but the bottom of Huo Wei's pupil became hot, put down the pen dipped in thick ink, and sat her in her arms. On the open chair behind him.

"It's just a bit..."

He leaned very close, leaned back, and had to go for a kiss, but before he met, he said outside: "Master Hou, the government office Wu is here to catch the head, saying that he is here to find Youyou——"

Bo Ruo pushed him away in shock and stood up. Fortunately, Father Fu didn't enter the door and didn't see the impropriety in the house.

She replied and walked out quickly, Huo Weilou followed out very dissatisfied.

Wu Xiang waited in the main hall, very anxious and a little apprehensive. If it was not very important, he would not dare to come to the Hou Mansion to find someone. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he quickly turned around and saw Bo Ruoyou come out.

Bo Ruoyou is clearly an ordinary dress, but I don’t know why, Wu Xiang only feels that Bo Ruoyou today is extraordinarily good-looking, and he can’t tell where it is. Are you free to go to an autopsy right now?"

When the words were over, Huo Wei Building also paced out, Wu Xiang hurriedly saluted, and Huo Wei Building asked, "What is the case?"

"It's the man who died in Nan'an Junwang's garden."

When he heard that it was Nan'an County King, Huo Weilou's eyes moved slightly, and he went to see Bo Ruoyou. Bo Ruoyou was going to go for an autopsy. Huo Weilou ordered someone to prepare a cart and horse, "I will also go and see."

Wu Xiang mentioned his throat in an instant, and Huo Weilou said quietly: "Don't worry, Ben Hou and the princess are also old friends, so just go and care about him."

Wu Xiang wiped his forehead sweat and replied repeatedly.

Bo Ruoyou actually felt that there was no need to go to the Huowei Tower, but he was embarrassed, and when he got into the carriage, Bo Ruoyou had no choice but to say, "Master Hou followed, and those who didn’t know thought that something was going on in the capital. It’s very strange, how can ordinary homicide cases lead to labor?"

"The Nan'an County King is the only son of the Prince Xian, and I am considered a cousin, why can't I go?" He pinched Bo Ruoyou's cheek, a bit savory, "It can be seen that the Yamen case is more important than mine, so I followed. Are you in the way?"

Bo Ruo smiled quietly, "Master Hou knows that I didn't mean this."

"Then you think it's too ostentatious to go with me?"

Bo Ruoyou didn't immediately answer the conversation, Huo Weilou raised his sword eyebrows, "Benhou is about to swagger."

The place where the crime took place was the Hundred Bird Park. When the carriage stopped, Huo Weilou saw the plaque in the garden at a glance, and he had a clear look in his eyes. He likes to raise rare birds and birds, and this garden was built specifically for this. He often invites people to enjoy the scenery and play with the birds. There are also many tricks to listen to music and sing songs.

Bo Ruoyou looked at him suspiciously, "Master Hou also came here to sing songs every night?"

A smile appeared in Huo Weilou's eyes, and he snorted, before answering, Zhao Yue inside was already surprised and greeted him, "Why would Lord Hou come here? In the past, I couldn't please you in every way--"

Huo Weilou glanced at Bo Ruoyou with an innocent look. Zhao Yue followed his gaze and looked at Bo Ruoyou, even more surprised. Huo Weilou first greeted him before saying that Bo Ruoyou was the work of the autopsy.

If it hadn’t been said from the entrance of Huo Wei’s building, Zhao Yue almost thought it was the government’s joking, because Bo Ruoyou described beauty and extraordinary vulgarity. How could it be like a yamen with a dead person in his company?

He looked at Bo Ruoyou for a moment before looking back. In the end, the case was important, and he immediately led people to the depths of the garden. The attendants in the garden had been cleared away. At this moment, there was no one on the quiet path. Bo Ruoyou's expression changed slightly.

A few feet away, a century-old osmanthus tree stands tall and the osmanthus is prosperous. Amidst the rich fragrance of flowers, a young man in a colorful feather coat is hanging under the branch.

He has a crooked neck and stiff body, apparently he has been hanged for a long time.

The ropes used to hang the dead were extremely thin, and blood was seen in the flesh, and it was more like breaking the neck bones of the dead. There were servants building wooden ladders under the tree. The treetops that hit the tree trembling for a while also caused the corpse underneath to sway slightly. The sun was hanging high, and the feathers on the deceased's colored clothes flashed with dazzling brilliance, like many living birds perching on it.