The Delicate Lady Coroner

Bo Ruo quietly looked at Huo Weilou, "Is it the son of the elder to give it to Lord Hou?"

Huo Weilou didn't expect her to guess it right away. With a raised eyebrow, Bo Ruoyou smiled and said, "When I came here, I saw a carriage leaving, but I don't know who it is. I entered the Hou Mansion and asked Duke Fu, Daddy. Said that the son and son of Ming had been here."

Huo Weilou never expected that there would be such a thing. Seeing that he was speechless, Bo Ruoyou glanced at the brocade box more, "What did the son bring? Hou Ye doesn't seem to want me to know."

Seeing Huo Weilou's troubles, she was quite reasonable, "No matter what kind of private it is, I won't ask."

Hearing what she said, Huo Weilou sighed, "He doesn't do his job properly all day, and sometimes brings things that are not four or six to send. This time, I feel a little strange to hear, although the things are left behind. But I didn't take it to heart."

Bo Ruoyou looked at him suspiciously, as if he still couldn't believe it all, Huo Weilou's heart rebuked Huo Qinghong for encumbering him, turned around and took the brocade box over, opened it and took out the jade bottle, "Look, It is said that this object is called golden cream, noble man is comparable to gold, quite refreshing and... the effect of strengthening the body, he knew that I was often busy with official duties, so he took this object to offer treasures."

Bo Ruoyou heard strangely, "It sounds like a good thing." She took the jade bottle, opened the lid, and put it on the end of her nose and sniffed slightly, "The fragrance of flowers and plants, what kind of medicinal material is it made of?"

When she smelled it, Huo Weilou's hair was tight, but she thought that this thing was mostly only useful to men, and her expression was normal, "I don't know this, and Guilan can't see it."

Bo Ruoyou used this as a kind of tonic, "Or is it just a medicinal primer?"

Inside the jade bottle is golden yellow balm, Bo Ruoyou can't see how it is used for a while, Huo Wei said in the corridor: "It's hot smoked, just smell it."

Bo Ruoyou was a little surprised, but all the precious things such as ginseng, deer antler and cordyceps must be ingested. How can this tonic only smell? Where does the supplement come from?

Everything in the world has rules. If there is an abnormality, it will be weird. She took a close look at the contents and then saw the lotus incense stick. "This kind of method is unheard of."

Huo Weilou did not dare to let her look at it again, and only put away the jade bottle. "It is indeed a bit strange. It is said that it is fashionable for the rich aristocrats in the southwest, and it is quite rare in the capital." He closed the brocade box. If it is something mysterious, the more it has an emptiness, let this thing be left alone, normally I would not use these."

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "It's really weird. Although the elder son said it was for the good of Master Hou, if Master Hou feels tired, he should rest earlier and use something refreshing to support his face and look at nothing, but it is still harmful to the body. ."

Hearing these words, Huo Weilou felt completely comfortable, and Bo Ruoyou glanced at the official document on Huo Weilou's desk, hesitatingly said: "If you can't find out who poisoned Lord Song, you can check other things that Lord Hou has investigated. influential?"

Bo Ruoyou knew that it was corruption in Wei Cang, Qinshui County, and that Huo Wei Tower had captured many people, but she didn’t understand the situation above Chaotang, but she could see Song Yu’s death. Suddenly, the investigation of Huo Weilou was stagnated, but at the moment Song Yu's death was only a clue to the beauty of laughter, but it is not known when he can follow the vine to find out something.

Huo Weilou took her to the seat of the west window, "It does have some impact, but the impact is very small. Song Yu met your uncle at the palace the same day, and after returning to the house, he met two more people. These are inconsistent with what I have investigated. Words are clues." After speaking, he comforted her, "You have done your best in this case. Don't think too much."

Bo Ruoyou agreed, but it was impossible to let it go. The two said a few moments. Seeing that the sky darkened, Huo Weilou asked her to accompany her for dinner. Bo Ruoyou did not shirk his excuses now, and only ran out of dinner. Leaving Hou Mansion.

After returning home, Bo Ruoyou took Cheng Yunzhi into the study. He still had to rummaged through the books for records related to beautiful smiles. When Cheng Yunzhi saw that she took a stack of books out, she was a little bit smirk. With two travel notes, he said helplessly: "You just read the medical book. What's on this travel note?"

Bo Ruoyou said: "My daughter remembers that these two travel notes wrote about the mountains, rivers and seas in the east, west, north and south of the Great Zhou Dynasty. There are also many local flowers and plants. Maybe you can find them?"

It was getting late at the moment, Cheng Yunzhi shook his head, "I haven't read these books for many years, and I can't remember for a while whether there is a beautiful smile or not. You should rest early today. Tomorrow we are going to pay homage to your father and mother. ."

As the Qingming Festival is approaching, Bo Ruoyou and Cheng Yunzhi discussed going to worship earlier. Bo Ruoyou answered repeatedly, but kept on holding her hands. At this moment, she suddenly remembered, "The foster father said that she wanted to raise her. What kind of soil is needed for a beautiful smile?"

"Red red soil, preferably deep in the mountains and old forests, red soil nourished by rainwater with dead leaves all the year round, this kind of soil is the most fertile."

Bo Ruoyou frowned, and after the schedule Yunzhi finished speaking, something flashed in her mind. Later, when Bo Yixuan came to the door, her thoughts were interrupted, and she never thought of it for a while. When she heard this, she remembered Later that day, I went to the downtown area for an autopsy and ran into Wei Yan. At that time, the mud stains on Wei Yan's feet were a little reddish.

She couldn't help asking Cheng Yunzhi, "Red clay seems to be uncommon..."

Cheng Yunzhi nodded, "Yes, it can also be found in some places outside the capital. This kind of soil is excellent for growing flowers and grass, but the ordinary red soil is not good for beautiful people to laugh."

Bo Ruoyou pressed down the suspicious thoughts in his heart. It is not good to doubt the Wei family based on a little mud stain. It is just that Wei Shu is the Shangshu of the Ministry of Households. If Song Yu had gone to see his immediate superior before he died, it would not be It's impossible, but could it be that Wei Shu poisoned Song Yu?

One is the position of Shangshu, the other is a servant. Bo Ruoyou thought of the status of these two people, and then thought of their control of the power in the hands of the central government. He felt a little frightened, and was more cautious and serious for a while. Although it is not possible to accuse Wei Shu based on this alone, what she and Huo Weilou confessed to that day should not be considered presumptuous, right?

With certain thoughts, she picked the lanterns on the case and went through the books. Before leaving, Cheng Yunzhi warned: "Don't read it too late. It won't hurt to look at it when you come back tomorrow, so as not to hurt your eyes."

Bo Ruoyou answered, but did not leave the page, Cheng Yunzhi shook his head and left.

The long night is silent, and there is only the sound of Bo Ruoyou turning the pages of the book from time to time in the study. Her face is full of concentration. Before she knows it, her time has passed and she has no plans to rest. She used to be quite diligent, but now she is somewhat diligent. Because of Huo Wei Tower, she became more dedicated as soon as she came to Huo Wei Tower as a diligent person. Secondly, she was helping Huo Wei Tower by finding the person who poisoned Song Yu.

At the same time in Wu Zhaohou’s mansion, Ning Xiao went and returned. He came from the sky prison with a faint **** position on his body. He entered the study room. Ning Xiao told him, "Master Hou, then Boss Li. Still not recruiting, he only said that he had a good relationship with Song Yu. The reason why he went to Song Mansion that day was because Song Yu invited him. The servant of the household department had to give him the face. He also prepared a generous gift. This is indeed true. Really, he went earlier than Changninghou, and Guangli prepared a whole car."

"He also said that Song Yu was not strange after he left, but his face was a little pale, and he looked like he was ill. Just after sitting down and saying a few words, Changning Hou arrived. The shopkeeper Li is rarely like this. When I saw a big man, I was naturally quite pleased, but Song Yu's expression became more and more ugly. Chang Ninghou also noticed that he was unwell, and soon the two of them left."

Huo Weilou curled his eyebrows, "Then what did Cao Yan say?"

Cao Yan is the taboo of the Changning Hou. He is the elder brother of the current imperial concubine and the uncle of the second prince Zhao Xi. Song Yu met him before his death that day. Although others are in custody, it is not easy to torture him. , For the time being, only ordinary interrogation.

Ning Xiao replied: "Changning Hou also said the same thing. He is a person who likes to make friends. He said that that day was also Song Yu invited him to cross the mansion, saying that he had some Buddhist treasure, but after he arrived in Song Mansion, Song Yu didn't mention the matter. They spent two cups of tea. Song Yu just talked about the recent turmoil in the court."

"He also said that he did not recognize Li Yuan, but it was a bit terrifying to be invited by Song Yu into the mansion. Later I learned that it was the owner of Qingfeng Building in Jingzhong. He had heard of Qingfeng Building for a long time and felt that it was not bad to make friends with him. So the few people talked very happily. Later, seeing Song Yu's uncomfortable face was cold and sweaty, they just left, but they didn't expect Song Yu to die."

Ning Xiao said so far and sighed, "I asked once an hour, and they asked more than a dozen times this day and night. Almost every time their answers were the same, they didn't seem to be lying, especially Li Yuan, we used some methods. He still has no flaws."

This remark made Huo Weilou's forehead pain. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. For a while, he remembered the relic of Famen Temple who was living outside. He asked Ning Xiao, "What is the treasure of Buddhism that Cao Yan said? Servant of Song Mansion?"

"I've asked, his pros said that Song Yu likes to collect Wenwan calligraphy and painting. The only two treasures in the family that have been opened by the Buddha, one is a sandalwood Bodhisattva statue, and the other is a string of beads used by the Buddha. It was also because Mrs. Song believed in Buddhism that he bought it home, and Song Yu hasn't bought anything from the Buddhist family recently. If he really wants to give it away, I'm afraid he wants to give the previous collection to Changninghou."

Huo Weilou frowned, "It is said that Song Yu and his wife are affectionate. How can the treasures bought from his wife be passed on to others?"

"The subordinates also found it weird and asked them if they had seen Song Yu's secret room, but they all said that they never knew what secret room was. As for the lost things in Song Yu's house, they didn't even know."

Huo Weilou sneered, "It's okay to continue the trial without torture, change something else."

Ning Xiao responded. By the time he left, the hour was nearly four shifts. Huo Weilou only felt a sudden jump in his forehead, and his mind was a little tired and sleepy. Song Yu died suddenly and was involved in the corruption case of Changning Hou and Wei Cang. Although there were many clues, But nothing is clear. Emperor Jianhe ordered him to clear the household department. The imperial concubine and the second prince wanted to protect Cao’s family. However, he always felt that Song Yu died strangely, as if there was something lying under the surface, because he had not yet See it clearly.

This kind of fog was heavy, and it was not that the sense of grasping made him unpleasant. He glanced at the cup of strong tea at the bottom of the table, his eyes swayed, and saw the brightly colored brocade box.

He thought of Bo Ruoyou's words, but he also knew that tonight is mostly awake. If this is the case, it is better to wake up and deal with the messy things, and Huo Qinghong is obsessed with this thing today, he also wants to see what kind of baby it is. .

When the wick was lit, Huo Weilou did not expect anything from this object, but when the golden balm was heated and smoked, the scent of flowers and plants suddenly exuded a bit more sweet. The smell comes from tired people.

Huo Weilou frowned, subconsciously disliked this thing, and didn't realize how refreshing he was after smelling the smell, he thought that he couldn't give much hope for what Huo Qinghong was offering, so he put the incense in it. No longer caring about it, but only half an hour later, Huo Weilou felt something was wrong.

The chaotic and sleepy mind suddenly became clear, and even quite a sense of excitement. The anxiety caused by the failure of the interrogation earlier was also dissipated. Not only was I not aware of the numerous documents on the case, but I felt euphoric and relaxed, as if all the problems were okay. Solved easily.

Huo Weilou was a little surprised, so he took the time to look at the golden ointment. He placed the incense sticks very close to him, causing him to curl up with smoke, and the sweet smell that made him unpleasant for a while became alluring. stand up.

Huo Weilou's heart trembled. At this moment, I realized that what Huo Qinghong said was not false, and that this thing had such a magical effect! In the future, this thing will often accompany his side, where will he still feel sleepy and fatigued? Thinking of this, his emotions became more and more high, and he couldn't wait to add more golden ointment to the incense stick. Just when he gave birth to this thought, this strange pleasure made him subconsciously vigilant.

He has cleaned himself for many years, never allowing himself to indulge in pleasures and pleasures. It is happy to relieve his desires, and it is also easy to hold wealth and power, but the more beautiful things are accompanied by dangers, the more extreme self-control is required. , He looked at the bright and gorgeous patterns of the brocade box, and looked at the perfume in the jade bottle that was really like gold, and his heart was inexplicably tight.

Even though the six senses have begun to accept the sweet fragrance, the body is excited and happy, as if very greedy for the fragrance, but Huo Weilou's eyes sinking, he still raised his hand to extinguish the fire core in the incense stick, and the smoke quickly After dispersing, only the faint sweetness remained in the study. What surprised Huo Weilou was that the excitement in the body still remained.

He looked at the brocade box, closed the lid undoubtedly, and put it in the depths of the cabinet.

After reading all the official documents, Huo Weilou felt that the euphoria in his body faded. He settled, got up and opened the distant window, and when the cool breeze entered the house, he felt a little more comfortable. Most of the sweet smell still clings to his robes, he always felt a little uncomfortable, and soon he went back to the bedroom to take a shower.

It was five more days after the bathing. When he lay down, Huo Weilou felt that he was a little bit intolerable tonight. As soon as his phoenix eyes closed, he thought of the day when he was sitting in a chair holding a pen and painting. Standing behind her, she could see her long and white neck faintly hidden under her hair like waterfalls. Later, he leaned over and turned the pages of the book. Without the back of the chair, he seemed to circle her. In the arms in general.

The scent on her body was originally light, but at this time it seemed to be sweet and greasy. The strands lingered around his nose, evoking clusters of fire on his body, and Huo Weilou gasped silently and couldn't bear it. He stretched out his hand and leaned down, the back of the obstructing chair seemed to disappear out of thin air. He wrapped her in his arms, pressed her back against her back, and covered himself with her hand.

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The dawn of the morning pushed away the clouds and coated the capital of Shengchun with a layer of golden light. Bo Ruoyou and Cheng Yunzhi rode out of the city from the south gate in a carriage and headed all the way towards the Bo family's cemetery.

During the Ching Ming Dynasty, there was continuous tobacco, elm willows and green drops outside the city, and the carriages and horses to the Fengmingshan Cemetery were even more weaving. They first arrived at the foot of Fengming Mountain, and then Cheng Yunzhi found the Bo clan's cemetery based on memory.

The Bo family had a good name for the Three Books, which had a great place in the family. Therefore, the location of the cemetery is also very good. Bo Ruoyou visited here because of Xu Wanshu last time. Compared with the Xu family, the Bo family’s cemetery is Feng Shui is better, but when they arrive, Cheng Yunzhi and Bo Ruoyou find that people have already come to worship in the cemeteries of other aristocratic families, but Bo's here is deserted, even the grass in front of the grave is as tall as their calves. In this way, no one from the Bo family came to worship since the beginning of the year.

The father and daughter followed the path and found the grave of Bo Jingxing and his wife. Both of them died together. Therefore, the husband and wife were buried together, and there was a small grave next to their husband and wife's grave. It is the grave of her brother Bo Lanzhou.

Bo Ruoyou set up the sacrifice and knelt down. He didn't get up until she was finished with the joss stick. When she was five years old, her biological parents had an accident. Now that she thinks about it, she can't even remember the appearance of her biological parents. At the grave, a little bit of grief was born in her heart, she whispered: "Foster father, I can't remember all the things back then."

Cheng Yunzhi sighed, stepped up to the incense, poured three more glasses of wine, and whispered a few words in his mouth, explaining to Bo Jingxing and his wife how to nurture Bo Ruoyou over the years. At this time, Bo Ruoyou asked again: "Brother's How did the accident happen?"

Cheng Yunzhi glanced at her, "Since you can't remember clearly, you don't have to think about these old things anymore. Your parents are watching the Spirit of Heaven and don't want to remind you of those unpleasant things."

The corners of Bo Ruoyou's lips pressed slightly, "I vaguely remember that the day my brother had an accident, I was with him, right?"

Cheng Yunzhi's complexion changed, and Bo Ruo slowly said, "Is that the Shangyuan Festival?"

Cheng Yunzhi did not answer, but looked at the tombstones of Bo Jingxing and his wife and said: "Jingxing, Yuetang, today is Qingming, I have taken a faint look to see you, you are in the spirit of heaven, bless her, make her happy and happy, wait for the next festival, we will come again Look at you."

He finished speaking, leaning on crutches and preparing to leave, "That day is not the Spring Festival, let's go--"

Seeing the difficulty of walking with his legs and feet, Bo Ruoyou hurriedly stepped forward to help. The father and daughter left the cemetery. Looking back, they still felt that the inside was very barren. If it was this time in previous years, the Bo family would have come to take care of it. Wild Grass worshipped his relatives, but now Bo Jingqian is imprisoned. You don't have to think about how panic and helpless the entire Bo family is, and where they can take care of it.

The carriage descended along Fengming Mountain, and when it reached the foot of the mountain, a voice suddenly sounded.

"But the thin girl?"

Bo Ruoyou's curtain was only halfway up. She was busy looking out the window when she heard that, but she saw that Ming Guilan's carriage was parked on the side of the road. She was surprised, "Ming son?"

Ming Guilan smiled, "I recognize your coachman, but I didn't expect it to be you."

He raised the curtain to talk to Bo Ruoyou, with a slight smile on his face, Bo Ruoyou glanced at the direction of their carriage, "Are you also going to worship the ancestor?"

Ming Gui Lan nodded, knowing that she had finished offering sacrifices to her ancestors, so he said goodbye to her without verbosity. After the carriage started to move again, Bo Ruoyou only went to see Cheng Yunzhi beside him. Cheng Yunzhi, an appropriate talent, always leaned on the wall of the car. As for Ming Guilan never saw him, and Ming Guilan and several people, she also saw a middle-aged man sitting in another carriage.

Bo Ruoyou whispered: "Foster father is the son of Ming who returned to Beijing with us."

Cheng Yunzhi said without opening his eyes: "I know."

Bo Ruoyou thought for a while, and then said, "Master Ming suffered from leg problems at a young age. I wonder if there is a cure."

"He's not a leg disease." Cheng Yunzhi just opened his eyes at this time, "If I remember correctly, his leg was caused by an accidental disability when he was a child, and it won't be cured in this life."

Bo Ruoyou was surprised, "Foster father knows?"

Cheng Yunzhi said, "It was before the accident in the Cheng family, when he had an accident, I remember I went to Mingfu once, and his father couldn't heal his legs, so he invited us, but we couldn't do anything about it. "

"What kind of accident did the foster father know?"

Cheng Yunzhi thought for a while, shook his head, "I can't remember."

When Bo Ruoyou heard the words, he didn't ask any more, and the carriage walked slowly until reaching the gate of the city. It was almost sunset, the setting sun hung in the sky, and the afterglow of melting gold poured down, making the gate towers more majestic. After entering the doorway, the bustling hustle and bustle of the capital came to his ears, and Bo Ruoyou felt that the haze in his heart had disappeared.

Walking along the streets and all the way into Changxingfang, the carriage just turned the corner, Bo Ruoyou first saw two horses parked outside Cheng’s house. Seeing Hou Yang and another ya chap waiting in front of the gate of Cheng's Mansion, and seeing them return, Hou Yang showed joy.

"Girl Bo is finally back!"

Bo Ruoyou helped Cheng Yun under the carriage before asking, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with the yamen?"

Hou Yang nodded, "There was a case that needed a girl's help. I originally went to Hu Ya to make it, but Hu Ya became ill and couldn't help it. The case was a bit urgent, so we had to come to the girl's house and wait."

Bo Ruoyou looked straight, "Then you will come out in a moment."

Bo Ruoyou entered the house and took the box for the autopsy, and soon came out. Before getting into the carriage, he greeted Yang, "What is the case?"

Hou Yang's expression was a bit difficult, and he hesitated for a moment before he said: "It's the dead man in the brothel on the shore of Weiyang Lake." He seemed to feel that it was a bit rude to say this to Bo Ruoyou, so his voice was as low as a mosquito, "A guest, died. On a girl."