The Delicate Lady Coroner Chapter 81: Sihexiang 21

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Chapter 81 Sihexiang 21

Ming Guilan came very quickly. When the wheelchair made a sound of turning and fell into the hall, Bo Ruoyou raised her eyes suspiciously. When she saw it, she saw that it was Ming Guilan who had arrived. She stood up in surprise. "Mr. Ming?"

Ming Guilan was also extremely surprised when he saw her, "Miss Bo, why are you here?"

Huo Weilou came out of the study when he heard the commotion, and said concisely and concisely: "She is now working as a clerk in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion." After saying that, he walked to the side hall, "The person you want to see is not here, you come with me. ."

The attendant pushed Ming Guilan towards the side hall. Bao Ruoyou blinked and followed.

In the ear room, Lu Wenhe was curled up on a low couch, trembling all over. When he heard the sound, he looked over slowly, as if he didn't recognize the person. He looked confused and stared, and Ming Guilan frowned. "What's going on?"

Just leaving the person in the wing is obviously not a guest, but asking him to come here in the middle of the night must be a very important person.

Huo Weilou said in a cold voice: "He is a suspect. There are still a few important joints that have not been found out, but he went crazy first. Heal him. I still have something to ask."

Ming Guilan's face showed surprise, and he stepped forward to ask for pulse.

Bao Ruoyou stood not far away and looked a little suspiciously, and couldn't help but ask Eunuch Fu beside him, "What's going on?"

For a moment, Eunuch Fu smiled, "This great talent in mainland China was not so scared when asked about the matter with the second lady of the uncle's house. However, after it was revealed that his poems were ghostwritten by others, he It became like this."

Bo Ruoyou realized that what Lu Wenhe was most afraid of was not that he had an affair with Wei Ling, but that he was actually not that talented.

Speaking of this, Bo Ruoyou's heart trembled, "Did he really write his poems for others?"

Eunuch Fu nodded and added: "He also drew a painting. It seems to be the painting after the second lady of the uncle's house took off her clothes. It should be that the cinnabar mole on the second lady's body was also painted on."

Bo Ruoyou was shocked, "The murderer has seen this painting!"

Eunuch Fu should be saying, "So the Marquis has sent people to search, and the interrogation was originally going to continue, but Lu Wenhe became like this, so he had to invite Mr. Ming over overnight."

It was already late at night, and Eunuch Fu couldn't help but said, "Youyou, do you want to go take a nap?"

Before Bo Ruoyou answered, Huo Weilou also came over. Without asking Bo Ruoyou, he directly told Eunuch Fu, "Take her to rest."

Bao Ruoyou hesitated to speak, but Huo Weilou looked at her without doubt. Eunuch Fu smiled and pulled her arm, "Okay, I don't need you here anymore, go and have a rest."

Bao Ruoyou then blessed Fu Shen and left with Eunuch Fu.

Ming Guilan had excellent medical skills. He prescribed prescriptions and used acupuncture. An hour later, Lu Wenhe had woken up leisurely and regained his consciousness. When he saw Huo Weilou and the room full of embroidered messengers, he There was still fear on his face. Before Huo Weilou could ask any questions, he started to cry.

"I never wanted to harm Wei Ling, and I don't know why she was harmed. I don't know..."

He was huddled in one place, gasping for air like a dying person. Huo Weilou stared at him and said, "Who has seen the Wei Ling paintings you painted?"

Lu Wenhe cried with tears streaming down his face and shook his head: "No one has ever seen it. I dare not take that painting home. It is kept in my bookstore. People don't come to my bookstore very often. How could it be there?" Did anyone else see it?"

"People don't come often...meaning there are still people who have been there. Who is it?"

Lu Wenhe's eyelids twitched, "It's... the students who ghostwrote for me..."

After saying this, he got up with difficulty, got off the bed and knelt on the ground, then raised his eyes and looked at Huo Weilou pleadingly, "Master Hou, please Master Hou, this matter...this matter has nothing to do with the case. Yes, please don’t tell others..."

Huo Weilou sneered, "Don't tell others so that you can use your reputation as a talented man to make money and deceive other women?"

Lu Wenhe's face was filled with tears of despair, but Huo Weilou asked someone to give him a pen and ink, "Write down the names, ages, and home addresses of those students one by one. Don't leave them out."

Lu Wenhe tremblingly picked up the pen to write. After he finished writing, Huo Weilou took a look and saw that they were all men. He frowned and asked, "Have any women been to your bookstore?"

Lu Wenhe immediately shook his head, "No... never..."

This made Huo Weilou frown. What he learned from the boat and what the boy at the silk shop said was that the person who appeared on the boat was a young woman. But when Lu Wenhe came here, there was no one there. A young woman has appeared.

Even if this woman is not the murderer, she deliberately sneaked onto the boat for the purpose of peeping. Both she and the murderer are cunning and sneaky people, or at least they are acquaintances.

Huo Weilou retreated again and again, took the list written by Lu Wenhe and went out. The embroidered clothes envoy followed him, and he ordered: "Detain Lu Wenhe to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion first. These people, Go check after dawn."

The embroiderer left in response, and Eunuch Fu also came back. Huo Weilou looked over and said, "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, everything is settled. It's time for you to go and rest."

Ming Guilan also followed behind and asked after hearing the words: "What kind of case is this? I heard about the Wei family. Is this Wei Ling from Zhongqin's residence?"

Huo Weilou nodded, "The second lady of the uncle's house was murdered. Three people died in this case."

Ming Guilan's face darkened, and he glanced in the direction where Eunuch Fu came from, "I didn't expect that Miss Bo would still be a widower when she entered the capital."

Eunuch Fu said with a smile: "Not only did he do it for the widow, but he also happened to help the Marquis."

These words seemed true but they were teasing Huo Weilou. Huo Weilou shook his head and said, "It's getting late, so you can either stay in the house for the night."

Ming Guilan smiled, "My carriage is outside, no need, it's not far away." After a slight pause, Ming Guilan said: "Your Highness, the princess, has been a bit unwell these past few days. If the Marquis gets It’s empty, so go over and take a look.”

Huo Weilou's eyes dimmed slightly when he heard this, and he nodded in agreement.

Ming Guilan left, and Mr. Fu just came back to wait on Huo Weilou to rest. At dawn, Ning Xiao came back with the people searching for evidence. Before Huo Weilou got up, Bo Ruoyou woke up first. When I came to the courtyard, I saw Ning Xiao bringing back several boxes of books and paintings waiting in the main hall.

Ning Xiao ran around all night and now looked tired. When he saw that Bo Ruoyou had stayed in the house all night, his expression became a little strange.

"Deputy Commander." Bao Ruoyou stepped forward and said, "Did you get these from Lu Wenhe?"

Ning Xiao nodded, with a cold expression on his face. It could be seen that Bo Ruoyou looked at him expectantly, so he could only say in a deep voice: "Most of them were found in his wine shop and bookstore, including those given to Wei Ling." Among the paintings he made, there are also some poems and paintings that are obviously not from his poems. They were probably painted by others, copied by him, and then signed by him."

"Can a civilian girl take a look?" Bo Ruoyou asked.

Ning Xiao frowned, then turned around and nodded impatiently. Bo Ruoyou felt that Ning Xiao was a little dissatisfied with her. She didn't know why, and was about to look through it when Huo Weilou came out of the inner room.

Bo Ruoyou quickly stood up and saluted, Huo Weilou waved his hand and looked straight into the cage, "How is it?"

Ning Xiao's expression straightened, he repeated what he just said, and added: "The painting he said was found, and it is hidden in the cabinet in the study room. It is indeed not often seen by others on weekdays. Other than that, , there are also some unusual painting books and other items on the market. When I went to the Lu family, his parents knew that he found someone to write for him. He not only found someone to write poems, but also found someone to paint. But he only became famous. , the amount of money earned from selling calligraphy, painting, poetry, and prose was also increasing, so the couple pretended not to know anything about it."

"According to Mr. Lu, Lu Wenhe was indeed quite smart since he was a child, but after he reached the age of ten, he was no longer able to study well. The time he passed the exam, he learned some gossip about the questions that year, so he Lu Wenhe understood the truth himself, so much so that he felt guilty and fell ill on that spring day. Because of this illness, he never went away, and since then, he has never taken a scientific examination again."

"Three years ago, at a cultural gathering, he copied a painting for the first time by a painting and calligraphy scholar. The painting was put on consignment by the scholar at the painting and calligraphy museum. It was very cheap. After he bought it home, he added a few strokes Pretending to be his own painting, no one at the cultural gathering knew that it was a plagiarism. On the contrary, some people praised his paintings for their lofty artistic conception. In addition, everyone knew that he was Lu Jijiu's nephew and he was from a well-known family. At that time, he was famous for hundreds of years. Bought it for two taels of silver."

"His reputation started from that painting. Later, he found that every painting by the scholar was to his liking, so he bought another painting from that person and copied it, and probably sold two more paintings. After that, the scholar came to the door."

"The scholar is also a failed student. Although he is a good painter, he has no status or reputation. His poems, articles and paintings cannot be sold for a price. Lu Wenhe first comforted him with a large sum of money, and then told him that if he painted specifically for him in the future, The money from each **** sale can be divided into 30% for him, and even if it is only 30%, it is more than the money he originally earned from selling ten paintings."

"The scholar had no choice but to agree. There were many literati in the capital, and many outsiders could not find decent jobs after being dismissed. It was almost difficult for them to make a living. They were unwilling to do menial work, so at first they were just The scholar painted for Lu Wenhe. Later, this matter was known to the scholar's fellow villagers. The fellow villagers were also poor people, so they also took the idea. Especially, he was good at writing poems and prose, but he was just an ordinary person with no reputation, so don't tell him about it. It was difficult for him to publish a collection even if he wanted his poems to be showcased at literary conferences, so this person not only helped Lu Wenhe paint, but also wrote poems for him——"

"Later, the first scholar left the capital, and it was his fellow countryman who ghostwritten for Lu Wenhe. After all, the money he earned for Lu Wenhe's ghostwriting was several times what he usually earned. On weekdays, he painted ten paintings, and in January Maybe even one picture cannot be sold, but now it is a safe business to ghostwrite for Lu Wenhe, so this person has helped Lu Wenhe a lot in the past two years."

Huo Weilou frowned when he heard this. The aristocratic circles in the capital liked to be arty, but there were not many truly talented scholars. Therefore, Lu Wenhe, a robber like a chicken and a dog, was praised, while the truly talented scholars were Nobody cares.

"Lu Wenhe confessed last night. Now, there are three people ghostwriting poems and paintings for him, and they have all been to his bookstore. You can take a rest today and let others investigate later."

Ning Xiao agreed, and added: "My subordinates found several brand-new paintings in his study room. They must have been brought by others for him to choose. Lu Wenhe became even more famous later, and even asked them to Choose one or two of the paintings."

Huo Weilou frowned, "No student wants to expose him?"

Ning Xiao shook his head, "He gave the money easily, and with the reputation of Lu Jijijiu's nephew, these people with no status and background did not dare to provoke him easily. I heard that someone once saw what he did later. The painting was not by his own hand, but at that time he had so many supporters that no one believed it. Instead, the person who exposed it was blamed."

Ning Xiao pointed to the cage again, "In addition to the ones in the study room, I also found several half-painted paintings by Lu Wenhe in the Lu family. His father said that Lu Wenhe usually would not let those people go to their house. The wine The shop is located in a remote location, and no one knows it is the property of the Lu family. Normally, he would have a private meeting with a few ghostwriting students there."

After asking the cause and effect very clearly, Huo Weilou nodded and asked Ning Xiao to go down and have a rest. Ning Xiao had been with him for many years, so naturally he also rested in the Hou Mansion. As soon as he left, Bo Ruoyou went to see those things again. Calligraphy, painting and poetry.

She soon found a picture of a half-dressed beauty.

The beauty is wearing a water-red gauze dress. The gauze dress is half-tied, revealing the thin shoulders and the cinnabar red mole on the heart. Half of the round **** are exposed, and the bulge is faintly visible under the tulle. The beauty's lotus arms are spread across the way. She was half-leaning on the couch with her legs crossed, her dark black hair cascading down like a waterfall, and the facial features on her face were vaguely similar to Wei Ling's eyebrows and eyes.

Although this painting is not completely nudity, it is also very private and shameful. Bo Ruoyou asked suspiciously: "How did Wei Ling get confused by him and look like this?"

Even though he admired Lu Wenhe, Wei Ling had been very well-educated in etiquette since he was a child, so he only met in private. It was a bit out of line to take off his clothes and paint like this. Huo Weilou walked up, looked at the painting, frowned and said, "Lu Wenhe knows better." Even though Wei Ling was wary of this method of grinding people at first, he later took control of it and only thought about how to make him happy."

Bo Ruoyou remembered what Wei Ling wrote in the letter. The words were ambiguous and explicit, which was very different from the poems and books she usually studied. However, she seemed to understand what Huo Weilou said, "Did Lu Wenhe coax her? Or force her?"

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment and said: "It's not just that simple. Wei Ling has a pure nature and admires him heartily. He saw this clearly and wanted to control Wei Ling from the beginning, making her feel inferior and cowardly. Her body and mind were tied to him alone, which made her admire him even more to the point of being completely obedient. She no longer had her own likes and dislikes, and she had no will at all."

Huo Weilou sighed a little, "We usually only use these torture methods to break the will when interrogating suspects, but Lu Wenhe had evil intentions and Wei Ling was unsuspecting, and it was almost impossible to escape. If Wei Ling had not been killed, he would have gone there Then it was like falling into an abyss."

Bo Ruoyou's spine went cold when she heard this. She felt that killing without blood was nothing more than that. She glanced at the people in the painting, and for a moment she felt pity and heartache. She rolled up the scroll and looked at other books. This time , she turned over something remarkable. When she first opened it, she thought she was dazzled, so she closed the book and looked again, and it turned out to be a picture of two people.

Her face suddenly turned red, and the sound of closing the book was so loud that Huo Weilou looked over in shock, "What?"

Bao Ruoyou shook her head. When Huo Weilou reached out to take the book, she took a step back and hid the book behind her back. Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You don't need to read this...book."

Huo Weilou was dumbfounded, "Why don't I have to watch it?"

Bo Ruoyou was originally smart, but he stuttered at this moment, "Cause, cause is not an important physical evidence..."

Huo Weilou looked at her for a moment and said, "That's it, I won't watch it anymore."

Bao Ruoyou breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stuffed the book at the bottom of the box. He picked up a few books that looked like poetry collections and flipped through them, but they contained some obscene songs that were only sung in the land of fireworks. After reading a few volumes of **** poems and storybooks, they were also stories about talented men and beauties mixed with **** poems. She now understood why Wei Ling wrote those explicit words, and for a moment she hated Lu Wenhe deeply.

Huo Weilou was in the process of ordering people to check on several ghostwriting students, but his eyes saw the change of red and white on Bo Ruoyou's face. He smiled a little, and after finishing the order, he asked Bo Ruoyou to accompany him Breakfast.

Huo Weilou had to go to the palace today. After breakfast, Huo Weilou left the house, only asking Bo Ruoyou to stay at the house and wait for him to come back. But Bo Ruoyou thought of not returning home last night, so Huo Weilou walked away. She said goodbye and went home.

Eunuch Fu had a headache seeing her like this. The old iron tree was blooming, but what should we do with this little iron tree?

Bao Ruoyou went home and had lunch with Cheng Yunzhi, and then took out the handkerchief placed in the wooden box. The handkerchief contained the dirt taken out from Xu Wanshu's fingernails. Up to now, she No one understood what it was.

Bo Ruoyou pulled Cheng Yunzhi up to look at it. Cheng Yunzhi squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time and said: "It has been soaked in corpse water for many days. I can't see what it is, so I wrapped it in your kerchief and soaked it in vinegar." Give it a try."

After hearing this, Bao Ruoyou naturally did as he was told. After everything was done, Cheng Yunzhi looked at her and said, "Did you stay at Wuzhaohou Mansion last night?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes, it was already past midnight after packing up the evidence, so I rested in the Hou Mansion."

Cheng Yunzhi said suspiciously: "There are rumors outside that Marquis Wu Zhao doesn't like women serving as servants, but now he treats you kindly, Youyou...you..."

Bo Ruoyou was a little confused, "What did the adoptive father want to say?"

Cheng Yunzhi hesitated for a few moments, but finally said: "Marquis Wu Zhao has a high and powerful position. Although you are working for him, but... you are good-looking, and he is treating you like this. As a father, I feel a little worried."

It took Bao Ruoyou a moment to understand what Cheng Yunzhi meant. She laughed out loud and said, "Father, you are really worrying too much. You know that your daughter is doing errands. At the beginning, County Magistrate Zhou did not let your daughter go." But why did he like to ask his daughter to help him later? Later, Magistrate He also valued his daughter very much. Isn't this because his daughter acted safely? The Marquis is no different from them, and it is true that the Marquis is not close to women. You don't know , the day my daughter first entered the Hou Mansion, she heard a story——"

Bao Ruoyou told an anecdote about how Huo Weilou kicked an unruly and beautiful maidservant, and she said: "Master Hou, he is not someone who will show pity to anyone who is beautiful. Don't worry about your daughter. There is no beauty or ugliness in the eyes of the Marquis. As long as she handles her errands well, obeys the rules and knows etiquette, she will be a pleasing person to both men and women."

After hearing this, Cheng Yunzhi dispelled some of his doubts, "It is extremely rare for him to have such a powerful position at his age. From what you said, the rumors outside are not false, so I feel relieved."

After a slight pause, Cheng Yun said: "My adoptive father said this because of your marriage. His adoptive father has his own ideas."

This was the first time Bao Ruoyou heard Cheng Yunzhi say this, and he couldn't help but ask, "What are your adoptive father's ideas?"

She looked normal, not shy like her daughter's family when they heard about the marriage. Cheng Yunzhi hesitated for a moment and was about to speak, but Zhou Liang suddenly came from outside, "Master, Miss, someone from the Hou Mansion is here."

Bo Ruoyou suddenly stood up and walked to the main entrance, "What did you say?"

Zhou Liangdao: "I said I came to pick you up."

Bao Ruoyou quickly arrived at the door, and sure enough he saw two embroiderers driving a carriage outside. One embroiderer came forward and said: "Miss Bo, we are here to pick you up on the order of the Marquis for inspection. The people have got some clues, and I'm afraid the murderer can be identified. The Marquis ordered us to take you to the Marquis Mansion."

Bo Ruoyou's eyes brightened when he heard this, "Okay, let's leave now!"

She turned around and confessed to Zhou Liang, thinking that there was no need for an autopsy and did not bring a box for the autopsy. After getting on the carriage and leaving, Zhou Liang turned around and entered the inner courtyard. After speaking to Cheng Yunzhi, Cheng Yunzhi couldn't help but lift the He looked at the sky.

It was only half past midnight, but the sun had long been obscured by dark clouds, and there were even more black clouds rolling in the sky. He couldn't help but murmured: "I'm afraid it's going to rain, so she should take an umbrella and go."

Zhou Liang smiled and said: "We are going to the Marquis Mansion, are you still worried about not having an umbrella?"

Cheng Yunzhi sighed, "It's not a good idea for a girl from Youyou to run around like this all the time..."

He thought thoughtfully for a moment, then turned and entered the house.

Bao Ruoyou's heartbeat was a little fast while sitting in the carriage. He thought that it would take some time to find the murderer if he went to investigate the ghostwriters, but he didn't expect it to be decided so quickly. What clues.

The carriage galloped all the way to Lanzhengfang. However, before entering Lanzhengfang, a muffled thunder suddenly rumbled past the horizon. Bo Ruoyou frowned. When he arrived in front of the Hou Mansion, he met Huo Ruoyou. Weilou and his people want to leave.

Bao Ruoyou couldn't help but lift the curtain and called out: "Master Hou——"

Huo Weilou stopped and looked back. He saw Bo Ruoyou jumping down from the carriage in a hurry and coming straight towards him. Huo Weilou said, "Let's talk about it after we get on the carriage."

Bo Ruoyou's expression perked up and he followed Huo Weilou into the carriage. Just as he sat down, Huo Weilou said: "In the home of one of the scholars named Han Qi, I found a hidden picture of a beautiful woman. On that picture There is also a cinnabar mole on the person's body, and it is also located on the heart. I have compared it with the one painted by Lu Wenhe. It is just newer than the one painted by Lu Wenhe. Obviously someone saw Lu Wenhe's painting first, and then imitated it after returning. Got one."

Bo Ruoyou's bright eyes widened, "Is the person who painted the painting Han Qi?"

Huo Weilou shook his head, "I don't know yet, they have all run away."

Bao Ruoyou was shocked at first, but she didn't expect someone to run away first. Then she noticed the words Huo Weilou used and raised her eyebrows, "Them?"

Huo Weilou nodded, his voice slightly cold, "Han Qi, there is a younger sister."