The Delicate Lady Coroner Chapter 205: Ten kinds of flowers 19

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Chapter 205 Ten Flowers 19

"Hide the corpse." Bo Ruoyou said these two words, and his own scalp became numb for a while, "A large amount of ice is used. There is probably an ice cellar in the village, and the only possibility of using ice for many years is that I can only think of it. Used to hide corpses."

The expressions of Huo Weilou and Lu Ke both changed. Huo Weilou said: "Hide the corpse in the ice cellar?"

Lu Ke also said: "It means that Uncle Zhongyi is still harming people? But why didn't he throw the body away instead of hiding it in Zhuangzi?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "No, the body of an ordinary victim is naturally not worth so much effort to preserve, but what if it is his closest relative?"

Huo Weilou immediately understood what she meant, "If his motive was for Princess Anyang and his eldest son Feng Yu, he naturally wanted them to come back to life, so he preserved the bodies."

Lu Ke opened his mouth in surprise, as if he thought this trip was really crazy, but considering that the murderer had been murdering young children for years, he felt it was reasonable.

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment, then ordered Lu Ke: "Let's check again how the funeral was held after the death of Princess Anyang. If the body was really hidden, the funeral ceremony would not be held as usual. ."

Lu Ke left the house to run an errand. Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou both had faces as heavy as water. The heavy snow outside the window was still falling, and the stone paths cleared during the day turned pure white again. This winter day is different from the past ten years. Eight years of cold weather.

At dusk on the second day, Lu Kecai returned to the Hou Mansion. Lin Huai and Sun Zhao were summoned, and together with Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou, they looked at several books containing investigation details.

"Last year and this year, the villa outside Zhongyi Bo used a considerable amount of ice, mainly between May and August. But the difference in the past two years is that last summer, Zhongyi Bo used ice in the city. We lived outside for a whole summer, but this year, Uncle Zhongyi only stayed for two months, but the ice he used did not decrease."

"As for Uncle Zhongyi's Mansion in the city, because Uncle Zhongyi lived in his mansion longer this year, more ice was used this year and less last year. This is normal. It is just strange at the moment. Why does the city use more ice this year? The time spent living outside the city is different, but the ice used is the same. The subordinates also investigated the past three years and found that no matter how long Uncle Zhongyi lived outside the city, the same amount of ice was used every year."

Lu Ke explained while everyone was looking at the details, and his doubts just confirmed Bo Ruoyou's guess yesterday. Bo Ruoyou said: "It is certain now that these ices are not for himself. But for something else."

Sun Zhao and Lin Huai looked at each other, and Sun Zhao said: "Is there anyone else living in Zhuangzi?"

Huo Weilou said in a slightly cold voice, "There are only a few old servants who are close to him in Zhuangzi, and no one else."

"The one using ice——"

"Maybe a dead person."

Huo Weilou's words caused a sudden chill in the room. Sun Zhao and Lin Huai were both puzzled. At this time, Lu Ke said: "When Princess Anyang passed away, the Ministry of Ceremonies and the inner government sent people to come forward. It's just that Uncle Zhongyi personally took care of the funeral. Later, the Queen Mother was worried about Princess Anyang and sent her nanny to see the princess's remains. However, she didn't expect that the coffin had been nailed. After the coffin was sealed, the nanny didn't insist on it. She only took care of the Queen Mother. After lighting the incense, he returned to the palace and resumed his life."

"The entire uncle's house knew about this at that time, and everyone said how much the Queen Mother loved the princess, and how much the uncle loved his late wife. He even had to personally supervise the funeral. Later, funerals and other funerals became common etiquette."

Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou looked at each other, and the two of them became more and more certain of their previous inferences. After loading the coffin, it was too late to replace it. The only possibility was that the body lying in the coffin was not the body of Princess Anyang.

Huo Weilou said: "It seems that it is really possible that he has the intention to bring his wife and children back to life."

Lin Huai took a breath, "Master Hou, you mean that Zhuangzi used ice because he hid the bodies of Princess Anyang and the eldest son Feng Yu?"

Huo Weilou nodded, and Bo Ruoyou said immediately: "Princess Anyang has been dead for eighteen years. Although ice can prevent the body from rotting to the point of turning into bones, it is impossible to preserve the appearance of her life. But I remember that she died It is said that even if a person's appearance is withered, it can still regenerate hair and nails."

About the art of death, it was Feng Qin who told everyone while sitting in the hall of the Marquis Mansion. Thinking of this, Bo Ruoyou still felt shuddering.

Sun Zhao hurriedly asked: "Then Lord Marquis, what arrangements should we make now?"

The eyes of Huo Weilou were filled with coldness. He glanced at the night outside the window and said in a cold voice: "It's not too late, let's take people out of the city now——"

Sun Zhao stood up immediately and said, "Wu Xiang is waiting outside. The official ordered him to count the number of people accompanying him."

Huo Weilou nodded and turned to look at Bo Ruoyou. Night was approaching and there was heavy snowfall. She planned to ask Bo Ruoyou to wait in the house. Why did Bo Ruoyou not understand what he meant? He nodded and said: "Master Hou Go ahead, I'm waiting for good news from the Marquis at the Marquis Mansion."

Huo Weilou felt relieved and ordered Lu Ke to count the troops. Not long after, the embroidered clothes envoy and the Houfu's yamen were all ready to go. He put on a cloak and went out in the early night.

The group of people all rode horses. When they arrived at the city gate, it was already dark. When they left the city, they were on the official road paved with snow. Huo Weilou was galloping in front with the embroidered envoy, and Sun Zhao behind him was leading the others. The yamen officer was a bit unable to keep up with the trip. Fortunately, he quickly arrived at the bank of Luohe River and approached the market. Huo Weilou slowed down his horse.

Lu Ke ordered an envoy to embroider clothes to go ahead. After a while, this person returned and said, "Master Hou, Uncle Zhongyi has been recuperating in the other village and has not gone out. Young Master Feng Ye is also at the village to attend to his illness."

Huo Weilou ordered this person to lead the way, and after an hour of burning incense, he stopped at this villa located west of Luohe River.

Zhuangzi faces the Luo River, with gray tiles and white walls, surrounded by pines and bamboos, blocking out the sky and the sun. In the night, it looks especially dark and gloomy. An embroiderer lit a torch and walked through a stone road before arriving at the other village. in front of the door.

The embroiderer came forward and called the door, and waited for a long time before opening the door. The old servant who opened the door had never seen such a battle before, and immediately looked panicked. Lu Ke shouted: "Wu Zhaohou has been ordered to investigate the case——"

The embroidered clothes envoys rushed in involuntarily, and the old servant's expression changed several times. When he turned back to leave, he was stopped by the embroidered clothes envoys. Huo Weilou and Sun Zhaoda walked into the village gate.

This is a manor with excellent scenery. Even in winter, the garden is lush and green. Huo Weilou follows the main road to the brightest place in the garden. Before he reaches it, he sees Feng Ye walked out quickly with a look of surprise on his face.

"Master Hou? What are you doing, Master Hou?"

Feng Ye was stunned and confused. Huo Weilou glanced around and said first: "Find all the servants."

Lu Ke accepted the order, and Feng Ye became even more angry, but in front of Huo Weilou, he did not dare to get angry, "I dare to ask the Marquis, why is this? My father is injured and recovering now, and the Marquis is so indiscriminate, I'm sorry I'm afraid I have to ask His Majesty for an explanation!"

Huo Weilou glanced at him coolly, "Is there an ice cellar in the house?"

Feng Ye's eyes widened, "Ice cellar? Is Mr. Hou looking for the ice cellar with such momentum?"

Huo Weilou was too lazy to talk to him and ordered the embroiderer beside him, "Find a servant to inquire. First, go search the village to see if there is an ice cellar or not -"

The embroidered clothes envoys and government officials all took action. Although Wu Xiang did not know the inside story earlier, but now that he had killed Zhongyi Bo in Zhuangzi, he naturally understood it, so he led his people deep into Zhuangzi.

"Father——"

Feng Ye suddenly shouted, and he saw Feng Qin walking out under the eaves of the garden wearing a Taoist robe. It was a cold day in the twelfth lunar month. His hair was disheveled and his face was gray, but he was still not afraid of the cold and his back was straight. Standing.

Huo Weilou looked at Feng Qin from a few feet away. The moment he met Feng Qin, he felt a certain familiarity. Soon, he remembered where this familiarity came from. He saw Li Shen in the government prison that day. At that time, Li Shen had the same expression on his face.

He then ordered the embroiderer to investigate everywhere, and then strode towards Feng Qin.

The night wind whistled with snow foam, and the hem of his cloak and robe were also blown away. Feng Qin watched him approach step by step, his pupils narrowed slightly, and his figure that could not support him finally swayed. .

"I was really rude if I didn't greet Mr. Hou when he arrived late."

The burns were real. Feng Qin looked sick and his voice was hoarse. Huo Wei looked him up and down for a moment, and his eyes fell on his left arm, which was obviously weak and hanging. It's cruel, but I probably didn't expect that I would come so quickly."

Feng Qin pulled his lips and said, "I wonder what the Marquis means."

Huo Weilou also licked his lips, "Don't worry, you will know soon."

Feng Ye stepped forward to support Feng Qin. He still looked at Huo Weilou with some annoyance, but could not hide the uneasiness on his face. Feng Qin patted the back of his hand to comfort him, and Feng Ye finally calmed down a little. A little more.

Huo Weilou began to look at Zhuangzi, "Although the scenery is good, it is not worthy of my uncle staying here for many years. This place is always not as good as the uncle's mansion in the capital."

The corners of Feng Qin's lips curved slightly, causing the withered face to tremble slightly, "People of Qing Xiu are the same everywhere."

Huo Weilou stopped talking and just stood sideways under the wind and snow. His sharp eyes like a falcon slowly looked into the distance, as if he was measuring something. Feng Qin's throat was dry, "Since the Marquis is here, why not go in?" Is there any misunderstanding when talking in the hall?"

Huo Weilou glanced into his room, motionless, "Don't worry."

Soon, Lu Ke and Wu Xiang came quickly from outside. Lu Ke said: "Master Marquis, we found the ice cellar. There is no ice left in it."

This statement was made in front of Feng Qin and Feng Qin. Feng Qin’s turbid pupils trembled slightly, but his face looked as if he was wearing a mask. Huo Weilou turned to look at him, "Last winter, Zhuangzi went to pick the I bought ten carts of ice bricks, and in the summer, I bought a thousand taels of silver-marked Tibetan ice from Zhuangzi. My uncle was an alchemist at Zhuangzi, so he pretended it wasn’t broken ice for fun. Where have all the ice gone now?”

Feng Qin frowned slightly, "Alchemy has always been sultry. In summer, half a truck of ice bricks are used every day. It is normal to consume too much ice. I didn't know that I was guilty of using too much ice."

Feng Ye hurriedly said: "My father is afraid of heat and likes coolness. This should be innocent."

Huo Weilou's eyes fell on Feng Ye's left arm, "Recently, the Commander-in-Chief has been investigating an old case——"

Before Feng Qin spoke, Feng Ye couldn't help but said: "Master Hou has always been known as a selfless man, but now he has to use public weapons for private purposes. You can't frame us indiscriminately for the sake of the Lord of Anning County!"

Huo Weilou looked at Feng Ye, "I haven't said what the case is yet, but you know it is related to the head of Anning County?"

Feng Ye was stunned and immediately became speechless. Huo Weilou had already known the real murderer and was secretly watching their movements. Now Feng Ye's words only confirmed his guess. He thought that the person in front of him was most likely to be the real murderer back then. Fierce, thinking of the night Bao Ruoyou experienced, his eyes revealed a chill that was even more compelling than the wind and snow.

However, Feng Qin looked at him without panic, as if he thought he couldn't find any evidence of crime.

At this time, Lu Ke came forward and said, "Master Hou, there are five old servants in Zhuangzi now."

Huo Weilou's eyes turned cold and he did not bother with the father and son.

"Review."

After he said the word, the embroidery envoys immediately took action. Several old servants had been servants of Uncle Zhongyi for many years, so they were naturally loyal to Feng Qin. After a while, screams rang out outside the hospital.

The wind was blowing and the snow was blowing, and screams broke through the snow curtain, sudden and harsh. Feng Ye was very angry before, but when he saw that the embroiderer was showing no mercy, he also felt fear in his heart, and he became even more angry. I don’t understand why Huo Weilou came here!

"Father——"

Feng Ye couldn't help but pull Feng Qin's arm.

Feng Qin's face was expressionless, but only Feng Ye knew that his figure was getting stiffer and stiffer.

Within half a cup of tea, Lu Ke came in from the outside and said, "Master Hou, I said that all the ice in the summer was not put into the ice cellar, but was sent to the alchemy room. After it was sent in, Uncle Zhongyi would not let him. They were very careful, and they also thought that Uncle Zhongyi was used to ward off heat, and servants were not allowed to enter or leave the alchemy room on weekdays, so the key was always in the hands of Uncle Zhongyi."

"Where is the alchemy room?"

"In the northwest of the village——"

"Lead the way."

Huo Weilou turned around and walked away, and Feng Qin's figure shook violently.

Going deeper along the main road of the mansion, you soon arrived at an independent courtyard. This courtyard was different from other places. The houses and pavilions were very tall. The embroiderer lit torches and lamps. As soon as Huo Weilou entered the courtyard When you open the door, you can see the burned-down roof of the main hall.

Lu Ke said from the side: "The fire that started that day burned down the house, and a small part of the elixir store and warehouse on both sides were burned down. Because Uncle Zhongyi was also injured, they didn't have time to clean up afterward. Uncle Zhongyi also told them not to worry about cleaning up this place."

Huo Weilou looked at this scene, and he couldn't help but think of the fire in Qingzhou at the beginning of the year. The fire could indeed turn everything on the ground to ashes, but it was difficult to hide what was under the ground.

"Get some utensils, dig around and search——"

After that, he ordered, "Search Qi Qi to see if there are any bodies in the fire scene."

This time there were many people with them. The embroiderer brought two servants over and soon found many useful objects. Everyone lit torches and entered the fire scene one after another. Huo Weilou and Sun Zhao stood beside them. Sun Zhao was so cold that he sneezed, but Huo Weilou still stood tall and tall, as if he couldn't feel the wind, snow and cold.

Soon, Huo Weilou ordered again: "Continue the trial and see what Feng Qin has done on Zhuangzi in the past two months."

Lu Ke personally led people to interrogate several old servants. Feng Qin was very likely to be the real culprit. These servants were loyal to him and might also be accomplices. Therefore, the embroiderer was also quite neat. Less than half an hour later , Lu Ke returned with a solemn expression.

"Master Marquis, the servants said that Feng Qin has been refining elixirs at Zhuangzi for the past two months, and the frequency of elixirs is much higher than before. Therefore, Zhuangzi purchased a large amount of fine silver charcoal, and because of the elixir The room has been refining elixirs, and the servants were worried about whether there would be a fire." Lu Ke frowned, "He has a guilty conscience, so he is refining elixirs for relief?"

Huo Weilou stared at the fire scene in the night and said for a long time: "I'm afraid he is not making elixirs."

It was almost midnight. Although many people were brought, the night was dark, the wind and snow were heavy, and it was not smooth to clean up the fire scene. Huo Weilou ordered people to separate Feng Ye and his son to guard them, while he kept guarding the fire scene. , in the second half of the night, Sun Zhao could no longer hold on, sneezing and went to the front yard to escape the cold.

The long night of wind and snow seemed to be endless. Huo Wei Tower stood among the ruins. The nightmare of Bao Ruoyou's day always appeared in his mind. Whenever he thought of that scene, he couldn't relax. , he stood tall and endured the severe cold with everyone, and others naturally did not dare to look down upon him. He was so busy until dawn, when an embroiderer, covered in black and gray, stood in the pile of charcoal and shouted.

"Master Hou, I found something——"