The Delicate Lady Coroner Chapter 79: Sihexiang 19

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Chapter 79 Sihexiang 19

Bao Ruoyou was stunned.

Bo Yixian was here just now. Although she took a second look, there was not much in her heart. After all, she had guessed Bo Yixian's identity last time, but she didn't expect that Huo Weilou would have such thoughts.

Seeing the scene just now, she could almost guess what the old lady of the house and Bo Yixian were thinking. She was afraid that they would all think that Huo Weilou had a close relationship with her.

Huo Weilou said he would support her.

Wu Zhaohou, who has the power to influence both the government and the public, supports her. What else does she have to fear in the capital?

She had been avoiding suspicion in the morning, but now she felt a warm current flowing through her heart, and the tip of her nose was slightly sore, "Did the Marquis see his female cousin here, that's why he did this?"

Huo Weilou felt pity for her ever since he saw her performing an autopsy on the mountain. He just met the eldest daughter of the Bo family and saw that she was beautifully dressed and looked as noble as gold. Although Bo Ruoyou didn't complain, he felt a little unfair in his heart. When it was time to get on the carriage, he couldn't hold it back for a moment, "It's not because of anyone else, I just did it if I wanted to."

Bao Ruoyou was a little moved after hearing this. Cheng Yunzhi said that based on her identity as a widow, it was impossible for Bo to recognize her. Although she did not look down upon herself, she understood that what Cheng Yunzhi said was right, and even she understood it. Naturally, Huo Weilou understands the truth very well. Today, in front of Bo Yixian and the old lady of the uncle's house, Huo Weilou wants to let them know that even if she is just a little widow, she is someone whom he, Marquis Wu Zhao, values ​​​​and no one else , can't take her lightly.

Bo Ruoyou's voice was slightly hoarse, "Thank you, Lord Marquis."

Huo Weilou raised his lips slightly when he saw her like this, "Are you so moved?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded and said sincerely: "Since childhood, except for my adopted father and adopted mother, no one has treated the daughter of the people as well as Lord Marquis." After a slight pause, Bo Ruoyou looked worried Said: "It's just that... the Marquis treats the daughter of the people like this, I'm afraid it will ruin the Marquis' reputation."

The smile on Huo Weilou's lips froze, and he was really helpless, "Why, aren't you afraid that others will think that you rely on your color to be able to work in front of me?"

Bao Ruoyou shook his head again, "The Marquis has good intentions towards the women of the people. The women of the people are good at autopsy, so they are not really afraid of such rumors."

Huo Weilou looked at her and had a headache. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Why is it that I am not close to women? What is the reputation that shocked the past and the present? I am a man, do I really want to become a monk?"

When Bao Ruoyou heard this, she couldn't help but think of what Huo Qinghong said last time. She looked at Huo Weilou eagerly and said, "Yes, the Marquis will always get a wife."

Huo Weilou almost laughed out loud at her, but when Bao Ruoyou mentioned this, she felt that it was a bit too much and did not say anything further. She also felt a little awkward in her heart for some reason. She quickly said: "No matter what, , The Marquis treats the daughter of the people so considerately, and the daughter of the people has nothing to repay. It is a pity that the daughter of the people only knows the art of autopsy, and cannot lead the way for the Marquis——"

Huo Weilou asked, "Do you really want to be my subordinate?"

Hearing this, Bo Ruoyou asked: "Master Hou, are you willing to let women be your subordinates?"

Huo Weilou laughed angrily and stared at her again, as if he wanted to see through her eyes to see what was going on in her mind. Bo Ruoyou was so frightened by his awe-inspiring appearance that he leaned back and said helplessly. He muttered: "Look, you don't like women as bad guys. If there hadn't been a murder case now, I'm afraid there wouldn't be any women around you."

Huo Weilou wanted to refute her, but after thinking about it, he realized that what she said was the truth. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow. He never imagined that his reputation as not being a womanizer would one day put him in such a dilemma.

But soon, he raised his eyes and looked at Bo Ruoyou. Although everyone knew that he was not a womanizer, it was normal for Bo Ruoyou to take this seriously, but he treated her differently. In addition to being moved, Don't you have any thoughts at all?

Seeing his dim eyes and Bo Ruoyou's back pressed tightly against the car wall, a little nervous, Huo Weilou suddenly asked: "You were born in Qingzhou after you were five years old. Apart from your adoptive father and stepmother, do you have any relatives around you?" A kind person? Do you have other friends?"

Huo Weilou originally wanted to ask if there was a man with whom he was close, but he felt that it was too straightforward, so he asked like this.

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "No."

This made Huo Weilou a little surprised, and he was secretly relieved, "You have spent ten years in Qingshan County and you have no friends?"

Bo Ruoyou smiled bitterly when he heard this, "When I was young, there were brothers and sisters in the neighborhood who were similar in age, but my adoptive father and stepmother did not allow the daughter to play with them. Later, when the daughter got older, there were even fewer of them. Fellowship with people.”

Huo Weilou frowned when he heard this. He had been a governor since he was a child and was a diligent and hard-working person. But even so, he had many close friends when he was young. Cheng Yunzhi and his wife loved her very much, so how could they not allow her to make friends? friend.

Seeing that Huo Weilou was a little surprised, Bo Ruoyou explained: "I don't remember much about what happened at that time. Most of the foster parents were afraid that something would happen to the daughter." At this point, Bo Ruoyou said: " The Marquis did not know something. When the daughter of the common people was a child, a divination by a priest said that the daughter of the common people had a poor life and might not live to be eighteen years old. Perhaps because of this, the adoptive father and mother took special care of the daughter of the common people."

"That's nonsense." Huo Weilou scorned, "If there really were such Taoist priests in the world who could understand destiny, there wouldn't be so many accidents. Who invited the Taoist priests in the first place? Is it you, the elder of the Bo family?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "It should be."

"His heart is to be punished." Huo Weilou scolded him again, "You were young and they treated you like this. They were really vicious and had no regard for affection."

Bo Ruoyou laughed when he heard this, and Huo Weilou frowned, "You're still laughing——"

Bo Ruoyou said hurriedly: "Master Hou helped the women of the people to fight against the injustice, and the women of the people were very happy."

Huo Weilou shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face. He also felt that her thoughts on men and women were purely due to the fact that she had never made friends since she was a child. Thinking that it was a Taoist priest who told nonsense that made her lose the chance to make friends, he felt deep in his heart. I was already very angry with Mr. Bo.

While the two were talking, the carriage had entered Lanzhengfang. Bo Ruoyou opened the curtain and took a look. Seeing that it was getting late, he said worriedly: "I wonder if I can find clues on those pieces of paper—— ”

This statement also made Huo Weilou a little unsure. When the carriage stopped in front of the Hou Mansion, they immediately entered the Hou Mansion with the collected pieces of paper. When they arrived in the main courtyard, Bo Ruoyou opened the bag and took a look. Seeing the snowflake-like pile, many of which were stained with mud from the firewood pile, Bo Ruoyou rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's getting late, so we have to put it together quickly."

Seeing that she was more anxious than anyone else, Huo Weilou shook his head and ordered Eunuch Fu and two embroiderers to assist him.

Ploping the pieces of paper on the table, Bo Ruoyou found new rice paper and pen and ink. If he could piece it together, he would piece it together into paragraphs. If he couldn't piece it together, he would just copy down the fragments he recognized. Half an hour passed unknowingly, and night fell outside. Fire candles were lit inside and outside the Marquis Mansion, and the pieces of paper were only sorted out.

Bao Ruoyou wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced outside. Eunuch Fu asked hurriedly: "But you want to go home?"

It was an extremely trivial job at this time, and only Bo Ruoyou had read many copybooks written by Wei Ling and could best identify her handwriting. Although it was okay to leave it to the embroiderer, she was a little worried. He said: "Maybe I can trouble my father-in-law to send someone to my house to tell me that I will go back later today and let my adoptive father know that I am in the Marquis Mansion."

Eunuch Fu naturally did not respond, and soon sent someone to Changxingfang to spread the message. Not long after, Ning Xiao came back from the Xu family.

As soon as he entered the hall door, he saw Bo Ruoyou busy in the pile of shredded paper. He raised his eyebrows. Huo Weilou had already come out of the study after receiving the report. He said, "How? Just report it here."

Ning Xiao then said: "The maid found her and asked her. She said that the reason why Xu Wanshu went to the West Market was because there was a pastry shop near the alley. Xu Wanshu often went there when her biological mother was still there. He took her there. He also said that the marriage arranged for her by Mr. Xu was a nephew of the current Mrs. Xu. That nephew was from a merchant family, but he was ugly and liked to drink and have sex. Xu Wanshu was very upset when she knew about this. I was dissatisfied, so I quarreled with Mr. Xu and left home."

"On the day Xu Wanshu was in trouble, the maid and the two Xu family boys who went out to find someone were the first to arrive at the nunnery. At that time, they saw the strangeness of Xu Wanshu's death. Although the beam was broken, it was not new. Of course, Mr. Xu has gone. He and Mrs. Xu said that she hanged herself and were afraid of their nonsense, so they sent them all away."

"The maid also said that Xu Wanshu never left the house on weekdays and went to Lingxiao Poetry Club once every few months. Either Mrs. Xu did not allow her to go out, or she was sick and she Her daily hobby is also poems and storybooks. Because she is often banned, legendary storybooks are her favorite. Mrs. Xu doesn't care much about these. She has to ask her maids to buy them almost every half month. New script."

"My subordinates asked carefully. They frequently visit Chongwen Library and two libraries in the West City. Even a bookstore named "Wuya" in the West Market will deliver new story books as soon as they are released. The Xu family is coming."

When Bo Ruoyou heard this, she raised her head from the rice paper. Lingxiao Poetry Club was also a bookstore, so it fit her inference. At this time, Ning Xiao said again: " The night Xu Wanshu ran out of the house, Wuya Bookstore sent a new storybook, but Xu Wanshu didn't have the chance to read it."

Huo Weilou frowned, "She left home that night, and even the Xu family didn't know where she went. How did the murderer know? Which bookstores did he go to ask?"

Ning Xiao nodded, "I have already sent someone to visit Wuya Bookstore. They said that when it was just dark that day, I saw Miss Xu's family. She was very surprised at that time. The book has been sent to Xu's family." , why did she come to the shop in person? When Xu Wanshu learned that the storybook had been delivered, she left without buying anything. The subordinates of the pastry shop also went to inquire about it. The shopkeeper couldn't remember a month ago. It’s about that.”

Bo Ruoyou suddenly thought of the dirt and debris placed in the wooden box. Could it be pastry crumbs?

Ning Xiao added: "My subordinates are also very suspicious of the person in the calligraphy and painting shop, but that night, almost everyone had witnesses to testify, including the person who delivered the script, and someone was traveling with him."

Huo Weilou thought for a moment with a sullen face, "The maid takes care of her every day, is there any doubt?"

Ning Xiao said: "She doubted Mrs. Xu, saying that Mrs. Xu treated Xu Wanshu very harshly, and also cursed her many times to die of illness earlier..."

Huo Weilou shook his head without thinking, "Impossible. If Mrs. Xu wanted her to die, she would not want to marry her nephew. The daughter of the Xu family will definitely get a generous dowry when she marries a daughter from a merchant family. If a daughter from a merchant family marries an official, A woman also has a bright face, Mrs. Xu only wants to make the best use of Mrs. Xu Wan, and killing her will do no harm."

Ning Xiao should be saying, "That maid thought too simply. She said that when she went to the nunnery that day, the rope that strangled Xu Wanshu was still on the ground. Later, the Xu family took it away and burned Xu Wanshu. The clothes he wore before his death were burned together."

Huo Weilou frowned, and Ning Xiao added: "According to her description, the rope is not the thick hemp rope used by ordinary craftsmen, but very thin. Although it is also made of cotton and linen, it gives people an inexplicable sense of fineness. , It doesn’t look like it’s used to lift things or bundle heavy objects.”

Huo Weilou then looked at Bo Ruoyou, and Bo Ruoyou also looked at him at this time. The two looked at each other, and Huo Weilou said: "It seems that what you said makes sense. Since it is a special rope, maybe It has something to do with the murderer's trade."

Thinking of what was said on the carriage on the way back, Huo Weilou asked: "Bundled paper? Book? Or picture scroll?"

Ning Xiao's eyes shone slightly, "It does match what the maid said."

Huo Weilou then looked at Bo Ruoyou, "It seems that he has a lot to do with Lu Wenhe."

Many small characters have been excerpted from the rice paper in front of Bo Ruoyou, but they can only be connected into phrases, but it is difficult to form a sentence. Bo Ruoyou said hurriedly: "Before dawn, the folk girl will finish identifying all the characters on the gold-sprinkled paper. ."

The golden paper was torn too finely by Wei Ling, and the shredded paper accumulated for several months. Except for the dirty ones that were burned, the rest wanted to piece together a whole golden paper. , almost impossible, so Bo Ruoyou gave up this idea, and later only copied the words he recognized. Everyone has their own writing habits, and if you can find some unusual words, you can roughly know what Wei Ling wrote. .

Huo Weilou nodded, and Ning Xiao said again: "The yamen came to report that the maid of the Feng family did mention that Feng Wodan and the young master of the Li family often met, but Feng Wodan kept it secret, even from her I don’t know if my young lady and the young master of the Li family know anything about each other. In addition, people who went to the silk and satin shop in the West City found the silk and satin shop where Feng Wodan bought clothes when he fell into the lake last year. At that time, a set of clothes was ready, and later the customer When I just didn't want it anymore, I bought it from the shopkeeper of Hua Fang. At that time, it was the boy from the silk shop who sent the clothes to Hua Fang."

Huo Weilou's eyes deepened when he heard this, "No, the person delivering the clothes is a girl, not a boy."

Ning Xiao also looked sad when he heard this, "It is indeed a boy. The shopkeeper also called out the boy who delivered the clothes because there were only embroiderers in their shop and the errands were all men, and at that time The painting boat was in a hurry. After they found the clothes, they found this boy and ran to deliver the clothes. Later, the boy arrived at the painting boat, handed the clothes to the people on the painting boat and left."

"Does he still remember who he gave it to?"

Ning Xiao's face darkened when he said this, "He said he handed it over to the maid on the ship, and also said that the maid on the ship was waiting at the dock."

Bo Ruoyou was still writing, but he couldn't help but raise his eyes at this moment. Li Yuluo said that the girl who gave the clothes was the girl from the silk and satin shop, but it was the boy who gave the clothes to the silk shop. The boy who gave the clothes said to give them to There were maids on the boat, but both the shopkeeper and Li Yuluo said there were no maids on the boat.

Huo Weilou said coldly, "A person appeared out of thin air pretending to be a maid on the painting boat. When they got on the painting boat, Li Yuluo and the others thought she was from the silk shop."

These words inexplicably sent a chill down Bo Ruoyou's spine. This person was so weird, but everyone who saw her at that time didn't take it seriously!

A strong thought came to Bao Ruoyou's mind, this person is the murderer!

Thinking that the murderer was on the same boat with them half a year ago and watched Feng Wodan changing clothes behind the screen so closely, Bo Ruoyou felt a little scared in his heart.

She couldn't help but said: "She got on the boat and found a cinnabar mole on Xu Wanshu's arm. Maybe she also saw a cinnabar mole on Feng Wodan's body. This person is most likely the murderer..."

At this point, she looked hesitant again, "But Feng Wodan was changing clothes behind the screen at that time." She looked at Huo Weilou, "The Marquis should remember that we have been to that boathouse, and the one in the northeast corner is , there is indeed a screen."

Huo Weilou was pacing in the hall. At this moment, his eyes glanced at a sword with a shiny scabbard hanging on the northwest corner of the room. The candlelight in the northeast corner opposite the sword was reflecting brightly on the scabbard. Above, his eyes darkened, "Mirror."

A white light flashed in Bao Ruoyou's mind, and she recalled instantly: "There is a dressing table in the northwest corner of the room, and there is a mirror on the dressing table -"

Huo Weilou nodded, "If you stand on the east side, you can just see the reflection in the mirror. The door of the room will be open at the southeast corner. The person delivering the clothes cannot stand deep in the room. Most of them will be in the room. Standing near the door, he would most likely see von Woden changing clothes through the mirror."

Bao Ruoyou's breathing was a little tight. She never expected that she would catch clues of the murderer in such a situation.

For many days, although some clues were found, it was not confirmed that the murderer had appeared elsewhere except at the crime scene. Now that such an important link was discovered, Bo Ruoyou looked at Ning Xiao hurriedly, " Deputy Commander, can I ask what the maid looks like?"

"Asked." Ning Xiao nodded, "But the young man said that the maid was very ordinary in appearance. He went there in a hurry and it was getting late. He only remembered the common pink color she was wearing based on the lights around her. Coarse cloth coat and skirt, the length is opposite but I can’t remember clearly. The subordinates suspected that she was eyeing people from the poetry club, so she wandered around the painting boat, or she just wanted to peek at the woman changing clothes."

It is very common, Li Yuluo also said this.

The murderer is a young woman with an unusual appearance that is hard to remember...

This person's face is blurry, and now even the people who have met her have no impression of her. She is so ordinary that she may be everyone who passes you on the street. Thinking of this, Bo Ruoyou I feel both terrible and distressed.

And she never expected that the murderer was actually a woman.

Seeing that Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou were both deep in thought and silent, he told another piece of bad news, "Chunfenglou also went to inquire. The day before Feng Wodan's accident, Li Xiuwen did send someone to leave a message, but The shopkeeper said that there were many literati coming and going that day, and no one specifically asked about Li Xiuwen."

The murderer had appeared in Huafang before, but it was Yan Guo Wuhen. Bo Ruoyou frowned more and more tightly. After a moment, she cast this thought out of her mind with deep eyes. There were insufficient clues and wishful thinking was in vain. It was better to do the things at hand.

Huo Weilou also said: "Let's go to Huafang again. This person just happened to have an accident on Huafang. Maybe he has something to do with Huafang in the first place. Even if he is not a servant on Huafang, he still knows the situation on Huafang. , the painting boat often entertains guests, and there is also the Lingxiao Poetry Society. You can buy it from the nearby restaurants, calligraphy and painting halls, and music scores that sell pens, inks, paper and inkstones."

"There are many people coming and going in Chunfeng Tower. Although we can't be sure, it has something to do with the literati." After Huo Weilou said this, he looked at the pile of shredded paper in front of Bo Ruoyou. The literati, that It has something to do with Lu Wenhe.

As soon as his eyes wandered, he saw that Bo Ruoyou, who had been thinking hard just now, was now concentrating on translating the words written by Wei Ling. The lamp next to the table reflected her picturesque features, coupled with the silence The appearance instantly made him feel troubled.

It's strange that he has always been the one to reassure others, but now, someone has come to reassure him.

Huo Weilou watched, his eyes fixed on Bo Ruoyou. Ning Xiao responded to Huo Weilou's words, but when he saw that he didn't say any more, he frowned when he took a closer look.

After following Huo Weilou for many years, he has never seen Huo Weilou look like this. His brows are gentle and soft, which makes his somewhat cold facial features become a bit gentler. Ning Xiao hesitates to speak, which shows that Bo Ruo You looked like you were immersed in writing, but finally left without saying a word.

The dim lights in the hall dimmed and then brightened, and Bo Ruoyou was sweating on her forehead as she wrote. Although Wei Ling wrote a lot, and occasionally connected them into paragraphs, like letters, she never wrote any titles, as if this I only write the letter myself and never send it.

Bao Ruoyou was a little worried. After writing several large sheets of paper, the tip of her pen suddenly stopped. She picked up the scrap of paper and looked at it carefully through the light. Soon, her eyes brightened, " Lord Marquis! Found it!"

Huo Weilou walked out of the inner room, and Ning Xiao also walked in from the outside. Bo Ruoyou handed over the scrap of paper, "Master Hou, this is Lu Wenhe's nickname. These two words are often used in his poems and paintings. Sign."

That is the word "Ming Yi". Bo Ruoyou has seen Lu Wenhe's paintings and Lu Wenhe's poetry collections. No one knows Lu Wenhe's nickname better than her. Bo Ruoyou added: "The words excerpted now Enough, the daughter of the people also discovered some strange things. Among the letters written by Wei Ling, the word "Yulu" was most commonly used, and she was self-proclaimed. On the contrary, she praised others a lot, but she did not have an obvious name in the whole text. The title seems to be intentional, and now the two characters have revealed some clues, which are even more weird. When the girl puts the words on it together, she will be able to see more clues——"

Huo Weilou looked at her, "Look slowly, just these two words can bring Lu Wenhe back for interrogation."

He turned around and told Ning Xiao, "Go get Lu Wenhe. Today, we will not invite this talented man into the house."

Ning Xiao left in response. Huo Weilou held the scrap of paper between his fingertips. When he looked back, he saw Bao Ruoyou burying her head again. She was mumbling words and seriously starting to form words and sentences.

Huo Weilou looked at her and suddenly called her, "Bo Ruoyou——"

"Huh?" She subconsciously raised her eyes.

Huo Weilou leaned forward and brushed her forehead lightly and quickly. He showed his hand to her, and she saw a trace of her sweat on his rough knuckles. He then said: "Hold on. Take a break and do it again.”

This was an unusual thing to say, but for some reason, Bao Ruoyou's face suddenly turned red.