Ming Guilan came very quickly, when the sound of the wheelchair turning fell into the hall, Bo Ruoyou looked up suspiciously, and saw that it was Ming Guilan who had come, and she stood up in surprise, "Young Master Ming ?”
Ming Guilan was also very surprised to see her, "Miss Bo, why are you here?"
Huo Weilou also came out of the study when he heard the commotion, and said concisely: "She is now working as an office worker in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion." After speaking, he walked to the side hall, "The person who asked you to see is not here, you come with me."
The attendant pushed Ming Guilan to the side hall, Bo Ruoyou blinked and followed.
In the ear room, Lu Wenhe was curled up on a low couch, trembling all over, and looked over slowly when he heard the sound, but he didn't seem to recognize the person coming, the whole person stared in bewilderment, Ming Guilan frowned, "Why? thing?"
The person who was only thrown in the ear room was obviously not a guest, but it must be a very important person who made him come here in the middle of the night.
Huo Weilou said in a deep and cold voice: "It's 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 was stunned, and he stepped forward to ask for pulse and see a doctor.
Bo Ruoyou stood not far away looking suspiciously, and couldn't help asking Eunuch Fu beside him, "What's going on here?"
Eunuch Fu seemed to be smiling for a moment, "This talented man from Lu didn't have such fear when he was asked about the matter with the second lady of the uncle's house, but after it was revealed that his poems were written by others, he became like this." look like."
Bo Ruoyou understood that what Lu Wenhe was most afraid of was not his selfishness with Wei Ling, but that he didn't have that much talent.
At this point, Bo Ruoyou's heart trembled, "Is his poem really written for someone else?"
Eunuch Fu nodded, and said again: "He also drew a picture, which seems to be the painting after the second lady of the uncle's mansion undressed, and it should be the cinnabar mole on the second lady's body."
Bo Ruoyou was startled, "The murderer has seen this painting!"
Mr. Fu should be, "So Lord Hou has already sent people to search, and the interrogation was 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 sleep for a while?"
Before Bo Ruoyou could answer, Huo Weilou also came over, without asking Bo Ruoyou, he directly told Eunuch Fu, "Take her to rest."
Bo Ruoyou hesitated to speak, but Huo Weilou looked at her unquestionably, Eunuch Fu smiled and pulled her arm, "Okay, I don't need you here anymore, go and rest."
It was only then that Bo Ruoyou blessed Fushen and left with Eunuch Fu.
Ming Guilan's medical skills were excellent, he prescribed prescriptions, and used acupuncture. An hour later, Lu Wenhe woke up leisurely and regained his sanity. It was fear, and before Huo Weilou could ask any questions, he began to cry himself.
"I never wanted to kill Wei Ling, and I don't know why she was killed, I don't know..."
He huddled in one place, gasping for breath like a dying person, Huo Weilou stared and said: "Who have seen Wei Ling's paintings you drew?"
Lu Wenhe cried with tears all over his face, and shook his head: "No one has seen it. I dare not take that painting home. They are all kept in the study. People don't often come to my study, so how could anyone else see it? ?”
"People don't come often... It means that someone has been there, who is it?"
Lu Wenhe's eyelids twitched, "It's...the students who wrote for me..."
After saying this, he struggled to get up, got off the couch 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, please beg..." Don't tell others..."
Huo Weilou sneered, "Don't tell others, so that you can use that talented person's name to make money and deceive other women?"
Lu Wenhe's face was filled with tears of despair, but Huo Weilou was filled with pen and ink, "Write down the names, ages, and addresses of those students one by one, so that they cannot be omitted."
Lu Wenhe tremblingly picked up the pen to write. When Huo Weilou looked at it, he saw that they were all men. He frowned and asked, "Have any women been to your study?"
Lu Wenhe immediately shook his head, "Never...never..."
This made Huo Weilou frowned. From what he learned from the boat, and what the boy in the silk shop said, the person who appeared on the boat was a young woman, but when he arrived at Lu Wenhe's place, no young woman had ever appeared Pass.
Even if this woman is not the murderer, but she purposely got on the boat with the purpose of peeping. Both her and the murderer are cunning and sneaky people, at least they are acquaintances.
Huo Weilou withdrew his deduction again and again, and went out with the list written by Lu Wenhe, and the embroidered clothes envoy followed him, and he ordered: "Shut Lu Wenhe to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion first, and these people, go after dawn." Check."
The embroiderer left at the sound, and Eunuch Fu also came back. Huo Weilou looked over and said, "Don't worry, Lord Hou, everything is settled. It's time now, you should go and rest."
Ming Guilan also followed behind, hearing the words: "What kind of case is this? I heard that the Wei family is Wei Ling from Zhongqinbo's residence?"
Huo Weilou nodded, "The second lady of the uncle's house was murdered, and three people died in this case."
Ming Guilan's face darkened, and he glanced at the direction where Eunuch Fu came, "I didn't expect that Miss Bo would still work for you when she came to Beijing."
Eunuch Fu laughed and said, "Not only did I work for you again, but I also happened to help Lord Hou."
These words seem to be true, but they are teasing Huo Weilou, Huo Weilou shook his head and said: "It's getting late, you should stay in the mansion overnight."
Ming Guilan smiled, "My carriage is right outside, there is no need, and it is not far away." After a slight pause, Ming Guilan said: "Your Highness, the past few days have been a little bad. Go and have a look."
Huo Weilou's eyes dimmed when he heard the words, and he nodded in response.
Ming Guilan left, and Eunuch Fu just came back to wait for Huo Weilou to rest. At dawn, Ning Xiao came back with people searching for evidence. Before Huo Weilou got up, Bo Ruoyou woke up first. I saw that Ning Xiao had brought back a few boxes of books and paintings waiting in the main hall.
Ning Xiao had been running all night, and now his face was tired, seeing that Bo Ruoyou stayed in the mansion all night, his expression became a little strange.
"Deputy Commander." Bo Ruoyou stepped forward to bless Fushen, "All these were collected from Lu Wenhe?"
Ning Xiao nodded, his face was cold, it could be seen that Bo Ruoyou was looking at him expectantly, so he had no choice but to say in a low voice: "Most of them were found in his wine shop and bookstore, including the paintings made for Wei Ling. , and some of them are obviously not from his poems and paintings, but are probably drawn by others, and they are used to copy for him, and then stamped with his signature."
"Could a girl take a look?" Bo Ruoyou asked.
Ning Xiao frowned, then turned around and nodded impatiently, Bo Ruoyou only felt that Ning Xiao was a little dissatisfied with her, for some reason, she was about to look through it when Huo Weilou came out from the inner room.
Bo Ruoyou hurriedly got up to salute, Huo Weilou waved his hand, and looked into the cage, "How is it?"
Ning Xiao straightened his expression, said the words just now, and added: "The painting he said was found, and it was hidden in the cabinet in the study room. It is true that people do not see it often. Besides, there are some Uncommon picture books and other things on the market belong to the Lu family. His parents know that he is looking for someone to write for him. He not only finds someone to write poems, but also finds someone to paint. The silver taels earned from calligraphy, painting, poetry and essays are also increasing, so the husband and wife don't know it.
"According to Master Lu, Lu Wenhe was indeed quite smart since he was a child, but after he was ten years old, he couldn't do what he wanted to study. When he passed the exam, he learned some gossip about the questions that were given that year in advance, so he made the right bet. Lu Wenhe knew it himself, so that he was so guilty that he fell ill on the day of Chunwei, and he didn't go because of this illness, and since then, he has never done any scientific research."
"Three years ago, at a literary meeting, he copied for the first time a painting by a scholar who sold paintings. The painting was consigned by the scholar to the calligraphy and painting shop. It was very cheap. After he bought it back home, he added a few strokes to pretend it was At that time, no one at the literary conference knew that he had plagiarized his paintings, but some people praised his paintings for their lofty artistic conception. In addition, everyone knew that he was Lu Jijiu's nephew, who was from a famous family, so he paid a hundred taels of silver to buy it. Down."
"His reputation started from that painting. Later, he found that every one of the scholar's paintings was in line with his wishes, so he went to buy that person's paintings and came back to copy them. After selling two more paintings, the The scholar came to the door."
"The scholar is also a failed student. Although the painter is good, he has no status or reputation. His poems and paintings can't be sold at a price. Lu Wenhe first comforted him with a lot of money, and then told him that if he painted for him in the future, he would pay for it every time. All the money sold can be divided into 30% to him, and even if it is only 30%, it is more than the money he originally sold for ten paintings."
"The scholar had no choice but to agree. There are many literati in the capital, and many outsiders can't find a decent job after they fail. Lu Wenhe's painting was later discovered by a scholar's fellow countryman, who is also a hard-working man, so he also thought about it, especially his poems and essays are good, but he is just an ordinary person with no reputation, let alone publish a collection for himself Even if it is difficult for his poems to show up at the literary conference, this person not only helped Lu Wenhe paint, but also helped him write poems—"
"Later, the first scholar left the capital. It was his fellow countryman who helped Lu Wenhe ghostwrite. Calculated, the money and silver for Lu Wenhe's ghostwriting were several times what he usually earns. On weekdays, he paints ten paintings. Within a month, maybe If you can't even sell one picture, it's a safe business to help Lu Wenhe write as a ghostwriter, so in the past two years, this person has helped Lu Wenhe a lot."
Huo Weilou frowned when he heard that, the circle of aristocrats in the capital likes to be arty, but there are not many truly talented scholars, so Lu Wenhe is praised as a thug, but no one cares about truly talented scholars .
"Last night, Lu Wenhe confessed. Now, there are still three people who are ghostwriting poems and paintings for him, and all of them have been to his bookstore. You can rest today, and let other people investigate later."
Ning Xiao agreed, and said, "This subordinate found several brand-new paintings in his study, which should have been brought by others for him to choose. Lu Wenhe became famous later on, and even included them among their paintings. Choose one or two."
Huo Weilou frowned, "Is there any student thinking of exposing him?"
Ning Xiao shook his head, "He gave the money easily, and with the name of Lu Jijiu's nephew, these people with no background dared not provoke him easily. I heard that someone once found out that his later paintings were not from He himself made it, but at that time he had so many supporters, no one believed it at all, but those who exposed it were blamed."
Ning Xiao pointed to the cage again, "In addition to the ones in the study, I also found a few half-painted paintings by Lu Wenhe at Lu's house. His father said that Lu Wenhe would not usually let those people go to their house. The location of the wine shop is remote. , and no one knows that it is the property of the Lu family, usually, he would meet with a few ghostwriter students there."
As if he had asked the cause and effect very clearly, Huo Weilou nodded and ordered Ning Xiao to go down to rest. Ning Xiao had followed him for many years, so naturally he also rested in the Houfu. After he left, Bo Ruoyou went to look at those calligraphy, painting, poetry .
She quickly found a picture of a half-clothed beauty.
The beauty is wearing a water-red gauze dress, the gauze is half-faded, revealing the thin shoulders and the cinnabar red mole on the heart, half of the round breasts are exposed, and the bulge is faintly visible under the tulle, the beauty's lotus arms are stretched across, and the jade legs are intertwined Leaning halfway on the couch, her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her facial features could vaguely be seen to be five points similar to Wei Ling's eyebrows and eyes.
Although this painting is not completely naked, it is really private and shameful. Bo Ruoyou asked suspiciously: "How did Wei Ling be confused by him to look like this?"
Even though he admires Lu Wenhe, Wei Ling has been very good at etiquette since he was a child, so it's just a matter of meeting in private. It's a bit out of line to take off his clothes and paint. Huo Weilou stepped forward, looked at the painting, frowned and said, "Lu Wenhe will be a bit of a torturer." No way, even though Wei Ling was wary at the beginning, he was in control later on, and he only thought about how to make him happy."
Bo Ruoyou recalled what Wei Ling wrote in the letter, the words were ambiguous and explicit, completely different from the poems and books she usually studied, but she half-understood what Huo Weilou said, "Did Lu Wenhe coax her? Or forced her?"
Huo Weilou pondered for a moment and said: "It's not just that simple, Wei Ling is pure in nature and admires him in his heart. He has seen this, and from the beginning he wanted to control Wei Ling, make her feel inferior and cowardly, and make her physically and mentally bound." With him alone, she admired him even more to the point of obedience, she no longer has her own likes and dislikes, and she has no will at all."
Huo Weilou sighed a little, "We usually only use this kind of tormenting method that breaks the mind when interrogating suspects, but Lu Wenhe's evil intentions Wei Ling was unguarded, and it was almost impossible to escape. If Wei Ling was not killed, it will be the same in the future. Fall into the abyss."
Bo Ruoyou's back felt chills when she heard it, and she felt that killing people without seeing blood was nothing more than that. She glanced at the person in the painting, feeling pity for a moment, rolled up the scroll, and then looked at other books. When she got to something extraordinary, when she first opened it and read it, she still thought she was dazzled, but when she closed the book and read it again, it was indeed a picture of two people.
Her face flushed suddenly, and the movement of closing the book was so loud that Huo Weilou looked over in shock, "What?"
Bo Ruoyou shook her head, when Huo Weilou was about to reach for the book, she took a step back and hid the book behind her back, Huo Weilou raised her eyebrows, "What are you doing?"
"You don't need to read this booklet, Lord Hou."
Huo Weilou was a little dumbfounded, "Why don't I have to watch it?"
Bo Ruoyou was supposed to be smart, but at this moment she stammered, "Because, cause is not an important evidence..."
Huo Weilou looked at her for a moment, "Forget it, then I won't watch it."
Bo Ruoyou breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stuffed the book into the bottom of the cage, picked up a few books that looked like poetry collections, and flipped through them, but on them were some obscene lyrics that were only sung in the land of fireworks , and read a few more volumes of story books, which were also some stories about talented scholars and beautiful women mixed with pornographic words. Now she understood why Wei Ling would write those explicit words, and for a while she hated Lu Wenhe deeply.
Huo Weilou was instructing someone to visit a few ghostwriter students, but Yan Feng saw the red and white changes on Bo Ruoyou's face, he laughed a little, and after finishing the order, he ordered Bo Ruoyou to accompany him to have breakfast.
Huo Weilou had to enter the palace today, after breakfast, Huo Weilou left the mansion, and only Bo Ruoyou stayed in the mansion to wait for him to come back, but Bo Ruoyou thought that she didn't come home last night, so as soon as Huo Weilou left, she left back home.
Seeing her like this, Eunuch Fu felt a little headache. The old cycad tree was in bloom, but what should be done with this little cycad tree
Bo Ruoyou went home to accompany Cheng Yunzhi to have lunch, and then took out the handkerchief from the wooden box. Inside the handkerchief was the dirt from Xu Wanshu's nails, which she hadn't cleaned until now. understand what this is.
Bao Ruoyou pulled Cheng Yunzhi up to look, Cheng Yunzhi squinted his eyes for a while and said, "I've been soaked in water for many days, and I can't see what it was, so I wrapped it in your handkerchief and soaked it in vinegar for a try." .”
Bo Ruoyou naturally did as she heard, and when she was ready, Cheng Yunzhi looked at her and said, "Did you stay in Marquis Wuzhao's mansion last night?"
Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes, after packing up the evidence, it was already midnight, so I rested in the Hou's Mansion."
Cheng Yunzhi said suspiciously: "It is said that Marquis Wu Zhao doesn't like women working as servants, but now he treats you kindly, Youyou...you..."
Bo Ruoyou was a little confused, "What does foster father want to say?"
Cheng Yunzhi hesitated for a few moments, before finally saying: "Marquis Wu Zhao has a high position and authority, although you are working in front of him, but...but you are born beautiful, and he treats you like this now, I am a little worried as a father."
It took Bo Ruoyou a moment to understand what Cheng Yunzhi meant, and she laughed out loud, "Father, you are really worrying too much, you know that your daughter is on a mission, and the county magistrate Zhou didn't let her go on missions, But then why did he like to ask his daughter to help? Later, Zhifu He also valued his daughter very much. Isn’t this because her daughter acted safely? Master Hou is no different from them, and it’s true that Master Hou is not close to women. You don’t know. On the day I entered the Marquis' Mansion, I heard a story—"
Bo Ruoyou talked about how Huo Weilou kicked an unruly and beautiful maidservant like a strange story, and she said: "Master Hou is not a person who will pity anyone who is beautiful when he meets him. You must not Worry about your daughter, there is no beauty or ugliness in Lord Hou's eyes, as long as you do your job well, obey the rules and know the etiquette, no matter men or women, they are all people who are pleasing to the eye."
After hearing this, Cheng Yunzhi dispelled the doubts in his heart, "It's extremely rare for him to have such power at his age. From what you said, the rumors outside are true, so I can rest assured."
After a slight pause, Cheng Yunzhi said: "The adoptive father said this because of your marriage, and the adoptive father has ideas."
It was the first time Bo Ruoyou heard Cheng Yunzhi say this, and he couldn't help asking: "What's the idea of foster father?"
She looked ordinary, not as shy as 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, the Hou Mansion sent someone here."
Bo Ruoyou got up suddenly and went to the main entrance, "What did you say?"
Zhou Liang said: "They said they came to pick you up."
Bo Ruoyou walked quickly to the door, and sure enough, she saw two embroiderers driving a carriage outside, and one embroiderer stepped forward and said: "Miss Bo, we are here to pick you up under the order of Lord Hou. With some clues, the murderer may be identified, Lord Hou ordered us to take you to the Hou Mansion."
Bo Ruoyou's eyes brightened, "Okay, let's go now!"
She turned around and explained to Zhou Liang, thinking that there was no need for an autopsy, and she didn't bring the box for the autopsy. After getting into the carriage and leaving, Zhou Liangfang turned back and entered the inner courtyard. After talking to Cheng Yunzhi, Cheng Yunzhi couldn't help but look up. Look at the weather.
It's only halfway through Shen's time at this moment, but the sun has long been covered by dark clouds, and there are even more black clouds in the sky. He couldn't help muttering: "I'm afraid it's going to rain, she should take an umbrella and go."
Zhou Liang smiled and said: "It's going to the Hou's mansion, are you still afraid that you don't have an umbrella?"
Cheng Yunzhi sighed, "It's not a good idea for a girl like Youyou to run around like this..."
He thought for a moment, then turned and entered the house.
Sitting on the carriage, Bo Ruoyou's heart beat a little fast. She thought it would take some effort to find out the murderer when she went to investigate the ghostwriters, but she didn't want to make it so quickly, and she didn't know what clues she found .
The carriage galloped all the way to Lanzhengfang, but before entering Lanzhengfang, a muffled thunder rumbled across the sky. People are leaving.
Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but lifted the curtain and called out, "Master Hou—"
Huo Weilou stopped, looked back, saw Bo Ruoyou jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, and came straight towards him again, Huo Weilou said, "Let's talk in the carriage."
Bo Ruoyou's expression brightened, and he followed Huo Weilou into the carriage. Just as he sat down, Huo Weilou said, "In the home of a scholar named Han Qi, I found a picture of a hidden beauty. There is also a cinnabar mole, and it is also on the heart. I have compared it, and it is almost the same as the one painted by Lu Wenhe, but it is newer than Lu Wenhe's. Obviously someone saw Lu Wenhe's painting first, and imitated another one after going back. .”
Bo Ruoyou's bright eyes brightened, "Is the artist Han Qi?"
Huo Weilou shook his head, "I don't know yet, they all ran away."
Bo Ruoyou was startled at first, she didn't expect someone to run away first, and then she noticed the words Huo Weilou used, she raised her eyebrows, "They?"
Huo Weilou nodded, his voice was also slightly cold, "Han Qi, I have a younger sister."