The Delicate Lady Coroner

Huo Weilou obviously couldn't let go of it. Ming Guilan, as a doctor, felt that this trip might help Bo Ruoyou remember some old things, but the risk was clear, and he also made Bo Ruoyou be cautious.

It was the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. Bo Ruoyou looked at the Huo Wei Building and finally decided not to rush for a while, "Wait, three days later, I will reply to the son."

Huo Weilou heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. Ming Guilan couldn't help asking about the case. He was also one of the victims back then. Huo Weilou did not conceal him. When it comes to the suspects now falling on Feng, Wei, and Cao. , Ming Guilan was also taken aback.

"The three of them used to move around with our mansion." He pondered for a moment. "Ke Zhong Qin Bo Mansion gradually moved less with us. As for Cao's family, since the Second His Highness got older, he was in the midst of Beijing. Without contact, Bo Zhongyi’s residence is not even considered family friendship."

"You don't need to have too deep contacts, as long as there are some contacts, it is not difficult to inquire about the birth date."

After Huo Weilou finished speaking, he asked, "Do you know anything else about these three?"

Ming Guilan thought for a moment, "Cao's Master Hou knows that Uncle Zhongyi likes to cultivate the Taoism. For many years, he has lived a life like wild cranes and clouds. It is very comparable. Several masters of Uncle Zhongqin's family, I know less, but according to what I have learned Knowing, the third master of Uncle Zhongqin's family, and Uncle Zhongyi, both understand some pharmacology."

The murderer of the year also understood pharmacology. Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou looked at each other. Huo Wei said, "We will check these carefully." So far, he told Ming Guilan, "These days, you also have to be careful."

Ming Guilan didn't dare to be careless, knowing that the case is now in charge of the trial, so he settled down and didn't inquire much.

When he left the house, Huo Wei was covered with haze on the floor. He looked at Bo Ruoyou, "You said you will give a reply in three days, but after three days of thinking about it, you will go outside the city to see?"

Bo Ruoyou's eyes were clear, and he took the initiative to hold Huo Weilou's hand when he heard the words. His palm was covered with thick calluses. When he touched, there were some awkward hands, but it made her feel at ease, "Master Hou wants to accompany me. Go, I'm scared."

Huo Weilou's pupils trembled slightly and raised his hand to embrace her. He would accompany her by himself, but when she heard her fear, he couldn't say anything to persuade her.

For two days in a row, the Yamen revisited the families that were almost involved in the accident, and asked in secret whether they had contact with the three families of Cao, Wei, and Feng. Two of the officials did know each other, but there were two other families that were ordinary wealthy gentry families. For many generations of merchants, even though they are wealthy, they can't match these lord's families, especially Cao's family who has no imperial concubine, and the majestic marquis.

In the main hall of the Hou Mansion, even Lin Huai was summoned, and he saw Sun Zhao grimace and said: "Except for the little boy, Liu's house, and the young master of the Xu family who was killed in Jianhe in 29th year are all homes. Although the official households of several generations are not family friends with the three families of Cao, Wei, and Feng, they are all in Beijing. But they are only wealthy businessmen. Although they do business with the government, they also know some high-ranking officials, but they have no contact with these three. And the birthdays of the young masters are only known by their parents, grandfathers and grandmothers. , And they are all the servants who are used to their own households, and they will never be a bad thing."

Bo Ruoyou frowned, and soon she asked, "Nanny won't talk nonsense, what about the stable woman? Was the stable woman who gave them birth at that time, was it her own family, or was she the one outside stable woman whom she invited?"

The birth attendance can be big or small. The rich and the wealthy will find experienced elderly people, but if there is no one in the family who is good at this, they will ask the stable wife outside. When she asked, Sun Zhao hurriedly said: "This is a question. After that, these two families were indeed looking for the stable wife to deliver the baby, but after many years of things, the stable woman could not be found at that time, I have asked Wu Xiang to continue to look for it, and it may not be possible to find it. It depends on luck."

The same is the job of finding a needle in a haystack, and everyone understands that there is little hope.

Huo Weilou looked at Luke again, and Luke stepped forward and said: "In the past few days, the third master of Zhongqin Bo’s Mansion went out of the city and came back. We have already found out that this third master believed in Buddhism and he likes to receive Buddhist Taoist treasures. It is because he is in the antique business. Several antique shops in the city that have nothing to do with him are all related to him. Among them, reselling the magical instruments has made a lot of profits. It has not been found that he is related to cults for the time being."

"Hou Changning has been reprimanded by his majesty for the gold anointing matter. He has acted very cautiously in the past few months. In the past half month, he spent a lot of time outside the city. In the past two days, he served porridge under the mountain of Xiangguo Temple. The people outside the city treated him a lot. He is praised. He has three villas outside the city, one in the northwest of Xiangguo Temple Mountain, and the other two are on the bank of the Luo River. The Second Highness goes to live in every year. He heard that there are Luo River flowing water in it, which is very extravagant. He likes to build gardens and often renovates the garden. We found a craftsman who used to work in his garden. The craftsman said that Changning Hou had built many pavilions and pavilions in the garden, and every time he looked for the best known craftsman in Beijing, it seemed that There are no shady secrets in the park, and no abnormalities have been found for the time being."

"On the other side of Uncle Zhongyi, I still live outside the city to make alchemy these few days. We inquired about the servants of Uncle Zhongyi. They said that Uncle Zhongyi would offer medicinal medicine to the empress dowager during the Chinese New Year. ."

Having said this, Luke’s voice became more serious, “We also found out that Wang Qingfu moved a little with these three people during his time as an official. As the head of the clan, he was very active in many matters concerning the etiquette system. In addition, he was very generous to Taichang Temple and everywhere in the palace."

Huo Weilou continued: "The Buddha bone relic of Famen Temple was lost. It was under construction and the beginning of the 21st year. The Qibao stupa was under construction and 27 years. In the past two years, the three houses of Cao, Wei, and Feng had no special incidents and no one Leaving Beijing, at most to stay outside the city, until the Secretary also went to antique shops and black markets throughout the city to inquire, although there are people who are constantly interested in some rare artifacts, but in the past ten years, there has been no precious Dharma. At the moment, most of these two Buddha treasures are still in the capital or somewhere around."

Lin Huai sighed, "I never thought it would be related to them. No matter who it is, I am afraid that we have already noticed our movement. The Ministry of Justice has suppressed Li Shen's case and has not resolved it. I have also paid attention these days. No one is investigating the case."

Sun Zhao said: "I made someone draw a portrait and showed it to Liu Qing and Chen Mo. They still couldn't recognize it. It's been too long. The encounter at the pier was probably a coincidence, but he probably didn't think of it. Several children really listened to him and went to kill."

Lu Ke also said: "Our people have been checking for traces of other cults around the capital, but they have not found them. Most of the people behind this scene do not want to be exposed. This Li Shen is probably one of the few people who knows the method of cultivating death. ."

The verification is deadlocked. As long as the murderer does not commit the crime again, the real murderer will never be determined based on the clues now. What is even more frightening is that perhaps the real murderer is not the three people who have been determined this time. Thinking of this possibility, Bo Ruoyou is in front The fog was raging, and she didn't know where to look for the next step.

Did she think wrong? Didn't Huo Qinghong leak the news of the Ming family case at the Chengnan Daochang?

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment and said: "We still have to go to Feiyunguan to investigate Li Shen. This person was pushed to blame by the real murderer. It must be his reason. And his low status, how did he get involved with the real murderer? These may need to check Li Shen's life to find out. He knew the method of repairing death before returning to the vulgar and went to Yizhou, and used this to instigate money to be defrauded. Yamen need to go to Li Shen to investigate when he was younger. "

Sun Zhao should be, and Huo Weilou told Lin Huai, "Li Shen's case does not need to be convicted, and the official document is sent back to Jingzhaoyi Yamen. It is said that Li Shen is not the perpetrator of the old case, and he can only be convicted of murdering Wen Jin. "

Lin Huai's eyebrows moved slightly, "Is this telling the murderer plainly that he wants to re-investigate the old case?"

Huo Weilou said coldly: "Most of the real murderer has been insight. If this is the case, we will make a drastic investigation, and the direct envoy will come forward. If I are him, I will definitely speed up and destroy the evidence. Although the longevity is dead, a member of the Forbidden Army He didn't leave his mouth open, but he committed five cases. It is impossible for all the evidence of the persons involved in the period to disappear. We have not found it, but he must know that the more anxious he is, the more likely he will be to make mistakes."

Everyone understood what he meant, and they all took their orders. Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou sent the two out. They hadn't left the yard, but embroidered clothes ambassadors came quickly from outside.

"Master Hou, the news just sent back from outside the city, Uncle Zhongyi has an accident outside the city."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly. At this moment, Uncle Zhongyi had an accident?

Huo Weilou said: "What happened?"

"When he was making alchemy, the pill furnace collapsed, the coals poured out from it, and the house was lit, and he himself was burned. Our people saw the people in his village rushing back to the city to ask for the imperial doctor."

A person who has been practicing alchemy all the year round, the pill furnace suddenly collapsed?

Huo Weilou Jian frowned, "Can it be fatal?"

"The subordinates don't know yet. At this hour, the imperial doctor should have just left the city."

Lin Huai hesitated: "I heard that their pill furnaces are made of fine iron, burning coals all the year round, and the furnaces often collapse, and he was injured himself. It should have nothing to do with the case, right?"

Huo Weilou instructed the embroiderer, "Look at which imperial doctor went for the consultation, and when people come back, go and inquire about the fire in the village and where the injuries are. Ask for details and report back."

The embroidered clothes ambassador left, and Lin Huai and Sun Zhao also said goodbye.

Bo Ruoyou glanced at the gloomy sky, "The real murderer has been hiding for many years, and he has also introduced a scapegoat. It shouldn't be the one who defended himself for fear of the crime being exposed, but his altar was on fire——"

Thinking of this, Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "Things to be burned should have been burned a long time ago, so that no one will be staring at them, and there will be such a big disturbance."

Huo Wei said in the corridor: "Wait for the news."

Bo Ruoyou felt that he could only feel at ease only after hearing the return, so he stayed in the Hou Mansion. Now that the end of the year is near, the gardens that the Hou Mansion built earlier have been cleaned up. Look in the direction of the park.

Earlier, most of the well-organized courtyard was demolished to create the exquisite water pavilion on the south side. However, it is not easy to get water in winter now. There is only the snow from the previous few sunsets in the pool, and the plum forest planted on the westernmost side quietly vomits. The buds.

The fragrant scent of the winter plums greeted people. Although the red buds were not in full bloom, the yellow stamens had been exposed. Huo Weilou led Bo Ruoyou along the snow-covered path. The cold wind came, and the two people creaked when they stepped on the snow. The sound.

After not taking a few steps, Bo Ruoyou saw a pavilion in Meilin with a plaque hanging on the pavilion with the words "Xunyou" written on it. These two words take the meaning of "Xunyou Range Rover", but it contains Bo Ruoyou's name. Interesting, and the word iron painted silver hook, it was Huo Weilou's handwriting at a glance, Bo Ruoyou stopped, looking up at the two words in a slightly fascinating way.

"When did Lord Hou write it? I don't even know."

"More than a month ago, when I came back from the court one day, the people below came to ask how the pavilion was named, and I wrote it."

Bo Ruoyou tilted his head to look at Huo Weilou again. He was tall and strong, with a wide back. Standing beside him, there was a sense of stability even when the sky fell. Bo Ruoyou's heart suddenly jumped very quickly. , Her deep-xiu eyes flashed finely, like ice floating on the lake in the early spring of February. She pursed her lips and leaned in front of Huo Wei's building, "Ah, it's cold to death."

The mist from his lips spilled on Huo Weilou's chest. He took the person in his arms and squeezed her cloak, "It's too thin, you are getting better soon, let's go back—"

Bo Ruoyou's face was buried in front of the front of Huo Wei's building, his feet were still, and he shook his head silently.

...

When the night fell, there was still no news outside the city. After so long, Huo Weilou began to wonder if Feng Qin would be worried about his life. He and Bo Ruoyou had dinner. When Ning Xiao arrived in the mansion, there was still no Feng Qin. News.

Ning Xiao is here to report the follow-up of the gold cream case. Bo Ruoyou didn't want to listen. He looked at the sky and went out to talk to Father Fu. He didn't know what he was going to say. After Huo Weilou and Ning Xiao had spoken for half an hour, he still said something. Not seeing her back, Huo Weilou was anxious.

After Ning Xiao's discussion was over, he was a little bit hesitant. Huo Weilou didn't care about him. "Go back and rest. The cases of Fobao have been with Luke these few days. If you have free time, you can share one or two for him."

Ning Xiao felt obedient in front of him, so he had to retreat from the house when he heard that, Huo Weilou came out to look for Bo Ruoyou.

After searching for a circle outside the study and not finding anyone, he asked someone and said, "The county owner and father-in-law have gone to the guest house."

Huo Weilou's brows were raised high, and he couldn't say whether it was a taste or something for a while. In this Hou Mansion, there is a reason for him to go out and find people. When he walked halfway to the guest house, he saw Mr. Fu and Bo Ruoyou say They came back with a smile. When they saw him, the two of them smiled and looked at each other again. Then Bo Ruoyou trot towards him.

Huo Weilou's heart became more uncomfortable.

When he ran up to him, Huo Weilou held him and looked at Father Fu, who was standing upright, and said suspiciously, "What did you do?"

Bo Ruoyou blinked, "My father-in-law said that there are two fun lanterns in the mansion. I'll take a look."

Huo Weilou glanced at Father Fu and walked back with her, "What lanterns are there in the mansion? Why don't I know?"

Bo Ruoyou laughed, "Master Hou is busy with official duties, so naturally I don't know this. Has Deputy Commander Ning gone?"

The two of them entered the Nuan Pavilion while they were talking, and after waiting for another half an hour, when the time was approaching, news finally came out of the city.

The embroidered clothes made Feiqi reach the gate of the mansion and hurried to the two of them all the way.

"Uncle Zhongyi was seriously injured. It was said that the stove had collapsed, and the red carbon ash inside fell directly on his body. The shoulder and back of his left arm were burned. The fire in the Zhuangzi was not big, and only one pill room was burned and destroyed. With some medicinal materials and medicinal pills, the second son has already left the city to take care of the sick. The incident has disturbed the palace, and both the Queen Mother and Your Majesty have sent people out of the city to visit."

Huo Weilou's expression did not change after hearing this, Bo Ruoyou also felt that he was no doubt, and when the embroidered clothes envoy stepped back, he said: "It seems really unexpected, but the empress dowager and your majesty are very concerned about your uncle."

Huo Wei said: "It's all because of the Anyang princess, and he doesn't love official career, doesn't attract suspicion, and is quite filial to the queen mother. In Your Majesty's eyes, he is a pure minister, so he has more care."

Bo Ruo thought of what Cheng Yunzhi said, "Foster father said that Uncle Zhongyi had a very good relationship with the Anyang princess, and Anyang princess has passed away for many years, and he has not continued the string, but only cultivates the Tao."

Huo Weilou knew this, "It is true."

He glanced out, and the night outside the window was dark. When the hour was over, he asked, "Would you like to stay in the Hou Mansion tonight? I will send someone back to Chengzhai to explain to Mr. Cheng."

Bo Ruo pondered slightly, "Lord Hou, wait a minute."

After Bo Ruoyou finished speaking, he wanted to go out before Huo Weilou could answer. He was a little surprised. When he was about to get up, Bo Ruoyou, who had already reached the door, turned and ordered: "Hou Ye do not move."

Huo Weilou's figure halted, and sat back in a good manner, Bo Ruoyou smiled deeply, turned and ran out of the door.

Huo Weilou frowned and looked at the door. He thought it would be enough to wait a moment, but he didn't want to watch half a cup of tea pass. It was still quiet outside. His brows became tighter and tighter. He wanted to get up and take a look, but Thinking of Bo Ruoyou not allowing him to move, he changed three positions in a row, but he became more and more restless.

Just when he was about to be unable to bear it, there was the sound of footsteps outside, Huo Weilou straightened his back, and the next moment, Bo Ruoyou walked in with a tray, on which a bowl of soup was placed upright. Coming from the chill, Huo Weilou was stunned for a moment, braving the heat.

He sat still, Bo Ruoyou walked towards him slowly, she smiled Qingyan, "The time has passed, today is the birthday of Lord Hou——"

Huo Weilou's pupils trembled slightly, she slowly approached, and served the bowl of soup in front of him, "May the Hou Lord’s birthday be auspicious, like the eternal moon, like the sun, like the longevity of the Nanshan Mountains, and never collapse. The luxuriant pines and cypresses are all boundless or inherited."

She stared at him with eyes bright as stars, "Lord Hou, please eat longevity noodles--"

Huo Weilou's heart suddenly became hot, and even his eye sockets were a little hot. Today is the twenty-first of the twelfth lunar month, and he never even remembered it. The soup cake was steaming, and the mist heated his eye sockets. He pointed out The tip moved, and then he leaned over, caught the tray and placed it on the table beside him, and pulled the person to his knee.

"Shicai and Fuan have gone far, is that for this?"

Bo Ruo faintly nodded, "Every year, my foster father cooks longevity noodles for me. When I was young, he coaxed me and said that the longer the noodles, the longer the life span. The father-in-law said that Lord Hou never had longevity, so I only went to visit His Royal Highness on the day of his birthday. I thought, Lord Hou would also have to eat longevity noodles. This noodles should be whole. Lord Hou can use it soon. May the Lord live a long time. A hundred years old, tomorrow I will accompany Lord Hou to visit Her Royal Highness Princess, Lord Hou——"

"Well……"

His lips were kissed, and Bo Ruoyou's remaining words were sucked into his belly. He grinds her lips together, and then enters with his teeth broken, looking for her fragrant tongue, twisting and entangled, and instantly breathing thin Ruoyou All snatched away.

Her cheeks were hot, her waist was softened by him, and she couldn't help but to climb his shoulders. At this moment, his kisses swam from her lips, all the way to the roots of her cheeks and ears. In the next moment, the fragrant ear beads were caught. She stayed, the pleasure of dampness made her back numb, and she slumped, leaning on his chest, and inexplicably difficult to hold her together, as if comfortable and uncomfortable, she shrank and tightened, and finally shuddered and pushed her on. His chest.

Her breathing was hot, and her body was hot. Huo Weilou was no better than her. Chen Mo-like eyes were blazing, and the heat could not be suppressed, but she pushed him and made him a little more sober. Pressed in his arms, his chest was undulating, and it took a long time before he picked up the soup cake on the table.

The author has something to say: Note①: From "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya".