The Delicate Lady Coroner

Huo Weilou walked towards Bo Ruoyou.

The lamp shadow was dim, but he came here like a snowy night, with a pair of phoenix eyes, as if the stars on the dark sky had fallen into his eyes, and his eyes were facing each other. Bo Ruoyou felt that she was about to be caught in the abyss of his eyes. Suck in.

Zheng Xiao was so scared that he forgot to cry, and immediately hid behind Bo Ruoyou.

Bo Ruoyou stood up, her thin lips moved, and he chose to look down respectfully, "Seeing Lord Hou."

Huo Weilou walked to Bo Ruoyou and stood still, his eyes swept across her face with a heavy expression, then he passed her and looked at Zheng Xiao who was hiding behind her, "What did you just say?"

Zheng Xiao clung to Bo Ruoyou's hand tightly, and did not dare to walk out from behind her. Huo Weilou frowned, and Bo Ruoyou hurriedly turned around to coax Zheng Xiao. You told Master Hou what Shicai said, now Master Hou is here, for your father, be bold and tell Master Hou?"

Bo Ruoyou's tone was soft and kind, as if it was not a stranger who was coaxing him, but his own brother. Zheng Xiao raised his head, glanced at Bo Ruoyou, and then nodded hesitantly.

He still clutched Bo Ruoyou and looked at Huo Weilou timidly, "I...My father is not a bad person, Sanshu is the one, and he also wants to take over the title. After his father's death, Sanshu asked his mother to surrender to the capital. Zhezi, but my mother and I did not know what Zhezi was. The third uncle also sent someone to search his father’s study. He must have known that his grandmother intended to pass on the title to his father, so he killed his grandmother first, and then his father..."

Huo Weilou listened calmly and asked, "Your grandmother intends to pass the title to your father?"

Zheng Xiao nodded hurriedly, "Although my grandmother and my father often quarreled, my grandmother once said to my father in private that my father has a short temper and that he has not yet decided on the title, but just wants to sharpen his temperament."

After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Xiao said: "Furthermore, even if the grandmother does not pass the throne to his father, she will definitely not pass it to the third uncle."

Bo Ruoyou frowned when he heard this. Although both Zheng Sanye and Zheng Wuye met today are the masters of the mansion, in comparison, Sanye Zheng is obviously already the head of the Hou Mansion, and the people are more thoughtful and sleek. For some, the fifth master Zheng didn't say a few words for half a day, obviously it was for the third master Zheng.

"Why didn't you pass it to your third uncle?"

This was asked by Bo Ruoyou. Zheng Xiao looked at her and said: "Because the third uncle is an unlucky person, grandmother has not been close to him since he was a child. If the uncle suddenly died of illness, the third uncle would not be in power now."

—The unlucky person?

Bo Ruoyou's eyes darkened, and he looked at Zheng Xiao suspiciously.

Huo Weilou asked at this time: "Who taught you to say these things?"

Zheng Xiao's eyes flashed slightly, but under Huo Weilou's gaze, it was difficult for an adult to support it. What's more, Zheng Xiao couldn't stand him as a child. He whispered: "Yes... it's the mother said, but it's all true. Yes! If you don’t believe Master Hou, you can ask other people in the mansion, and ask Mother Yu, they all know..."

Zheng Xiao is very smart. Although he is not very old, it can be seen that people know how to please, and they can see who is easy to talk and who is hard to approach. He is even more eloquent. As you can see, Huo Weilou knew that there was an adult in it.

Zheng Xiao's head was lowered and lowered. At this moment, a few footsteps sounded. Father Fu and the two embroidered clothes walked hurriedly from the fork in the road, panting and saying, "Why is Lord Hou here, invite Yuege Guards have been arranged over there..."

Weird Road Huo Wei Tower clearly went first, but after arriving at the fork in the road, he went to Yingyue Pavilion first.

Father Fu looked at Bo Ruoyou and Zheng Xiao, "What's the matter?"

Huo Weilou pointed at Zheng Xiao, "Send him back first."

Zheng Xiao's complexion changed slightly. An embroidered clothing ambassador has come forward and grabbed his wrist with no weight or weight. Zheng Xiao struggled, holding Bo Ruoyou's hand even more still, looking for help. Looking at her, Bo Ruoyou hurriedly said: "Little son, it's getting late tonight. You know what you said about Lord Hou. We will check tomorrow. There is no doubt that your father was killed. But you have to believe that Lord Hou will find out. Murderer's."

Bo Ruoyou's assurance made Zheng Xiao feel at ease for two points. He hesitated for a moment to get close to Bo Ruoyou, and whispered, "Thank you, sister, sister must help me..."

Zheng Xiao glanced at Huo Wei Tower very quickly. The child didn't hide his thoughts at all. His face clearly wrote about the close relationship between Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou, and Bo Ruoyou's back suddenly stiffened.

Zheng Xiao turned his head in three steps, and after all, he followed the embroiderer. Father Fu looked at Huo Weilou and then at Bo Ruoyou, thinking that something he didn't know must have happened just now.

Bo Ruoyou was wondering how to explain the misunderstanding, but Huo Weilou turned and left without expression.

Father Fu did not leave immediately. He grinned at Bo Ruoyou quietly, "It's no wonder that girl Bo, this is the temperament of my Lord Hou. I didn’t bring the commonly used works around my master. Fortunately, there was a boy who helped me. Although Master Hou looked at strangers who would not get close, he was a man who cherishes his talents. Don't be afraid."

Bo Ruoyou faced the Huo Wei Tower, although he was a little afraid, but he really didn't have any fear to say that she was not a member of the officialdom, and there was no black yarn to pick Huo Wei Tower. Why should he be afraid?

"Thank you father-in-law, father-in-law, don't worry, I'm not afraid."

Father Fu smiled and nodded, appearing more benevolent, "It's rare, it's really rare, let's go to rest, I will be busy tomorrow."

Bo Ruoyoufu blessed himself, then turned and walked towards the small courtyard at the end of the corridor. Not only is she not afraid of Huo Wei Building, she has never put Huo Wei Building in her eyes. The case has now emerged for most of its context. Once the case is resolved, Huo Wei Building may not come to Qingzhou again in their lifetime, and they will not have a second side. Fate, now how terrifying Huo Weilou is?

What's more, in the face of a nobleman like Anqing Houfu, only a distinguished person like Huo Weilou who uses thunder means and does not care about affection can hold it down. Just look at He Cheng's obstacles for half a month and understand.

As his thoughts flowed, Bo Ruoyou walked to the entrance of the small courtyard. The courtyard door was ajar, revealing the faint light inside. Bo Ruoyou was about to call the door, but the courtyard door was opened, revealing a peach-eyed face inside the door. Come round face.

"The slave girl, Chuntao, visit the girl. The slave girl is in the courtyard who waits for the girl."

Chuntao is dressed in a blue-pigmented coat, and looks like she is eleven or twelve years old. Her expression is pure personality. First, she diligently invited Bo Ruoyou in to show her the warm pavilion and bedroom, and waited on her for dinner. Bo Ruoyou did not leave a trace. After a few words, Chuntao only feels Bo Ruoyu is gentle and friendly, and the more he knows everything, the two of them have been together for less than an hour, and they are like real masters and servants.

After the bath, Chuntao praised the thin ink hair that was as quiet as a waterfall, and said: "The servant girl wanted to be able to wait and serve the old lady more, so that she would be able to find a better way out in the future, but she did not expect such a tragedy."

Chuntao arrived in the old lady’s courtyard half a year ago. She was just a third-class girl who didn’t care about anything. After the old lady passed away, the maidservants in the courtyard were dismissed elsewhere. Chuntao was young and had no long-term skills. She was not arranged for half a month. Where to go, now that the guest house lacks a waiter, the butler transferred her over.

Hearing her initiative to bring up the old lady's matter, Bo Ruoyou asked, "After the old lady passed away, is the third master in the house headed?"

Chuntao nodded and shook her head again, "It didn't count at the beginning. In the first few days, the second master was also in charge, but some people said that the old lady's death was related to the second master, and gradually the third master was in charge."

Bo Ruoyou narrow eyes, "I think the third master is extremely considerate to others, the old lady must have loved the third master the most during her lifetime, with the five sons under her knees?"

Chuntao thought for a while, "I haven't noticed it. The old lady is very indifferent to the Buddha. She treats several masters the same, but the second master has a bad temper, and occasionally quarrels with the old lady. As for the third master and Fifth Lord, it's really not far from it."

Chuntao came to Hou Mansion for only two years, and Zheng Xiaoshi said that Zheng Wenyan was born to ask the old people in the mansion to know that, knowing that there is nothing to ask from Chuntao, Bo Ruo said casually: "Miss Fuzhong’s marriage. Was it started in the morning?"

Speaking of this, Chuntao suddenly became interested, "Yes, the wedding of the eldest lady is the most important thing in the house. The wedding gown of the eldest lady, last year it took more than a dozen embroidered women a full half a year to sew. The young lady was married to the second highness, and she heard that she had transported more than ten ships to the capital just because of her dowry—"

"Oh, it's a good story for the eldest lady to be married to her second highness. It is said that the eldest lady was still in the capital when she was pregnant with the eldest lady. Years old, after being rescued, he has been unconscious, and the imperial doctors are helpless. The imperial concubine and empress are unable to do so, so they invited the Qin Tianjian to make an inspection for the Second Highness. In this inspection, the person who saved the Second Highness is the Second Highness. Hit the lucky star, as long as this person is next to His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness will definitely wake up."

"Later, our eldest wife stayed with the Second Highness for the next night. Guess what, the girl, the Second Highness really woke up! Of course the noble concubine was very grateful. Seeing that the first lady was pregnant, she said at the time that if she was born as a daughter, she He married the second majesty and invited your majesty to witness. Later, when the eldest lady was born, the doll was set. Last year, his majesty officially gave the marriage, and the wedding preparations began immediately. Girl, is it legendary?"

Bo Ruo was slightly surprised. He didn't expect this marriage that seemed to be the right one, and there is a story like this, "It turns out that it is indeed destined."

Chuntao nodded happily, "No, it's a destiny."

"Who is helping to supervise the marriage?"

Chun Tao hesitated for a moment, "It should be the third master. The third master looks calm and calm. When the slave servant heard that he was giving the dowry, he followed him halfway."

The marriage between Miss Zheng and the second Royal Highness is the top priority of the Anqing Hou’s Mansion. The old lady entrusted the matter to Zheng Wenyan, which shows that she still has some trust in her. Then Zheng Xiao said that the old lady and Zheng Wenyan were not close in the past. And Zheng Wenyan is an unlucky person, is it true or not?

"How is the relationship between Sanye and the other brothers?"

Chuntao hesitated for a moment, "It should be okay, San Ye looks very good-tempered on weekdays, and he is very nice with everyone."

Bo Ruoyou thought for a while, and suddenly realized that he hadn't seen the Fourth Master of the Mansion before, and asked, "The Fourth Master has not returned after traveling abroad, what kind of person is he?"

This question really stumped Chun Tao, because she said, "This slave and maid did not know it. Because the slave came to the Hou Mansion for two years, she had never seen the Fourth Master once. I heard from others that the Fourth Master was not in the mansion since she was a child. I have lived for so many years and I have gone home only a few times."

Bo Ruoyou frowned when he heard that, Lord Hou Mengui, but he hasn't lived in the house since he was a child?

Bo Ruoyou only felt that the Hou’s family was big and prosperous, but he also hid some unknown secrets. Although there was a lot of doubt, the fourth master was traveling outside when the case happened, most of which had nothing to do with the case, so he did not continue to explore. Going down, plus a whole day of hard work, soon went to bed to rest.

In another guest house not far away, Mr. Fu sighed: "Originally, Lord Hou didn't intend to stay here any longer, but now it seems that he has to wait for the case to be solved before leaving?"

Huo Wei said in the corridor: "A He Cheng, to solve this case, it is as difficult as climbing."

Immediately after taking a shower, Huo Weilou changed his robe and draped it, and his moist-stained ink hair hung on his shoulders. The coldness on his body faded by three minutes. He looked at the official document in his hand, and the tired color lingered on his eyebrows. between.

Fu Gong Gong said: "He Zhifu has some hard work, but he still can't hold back a family like Anqing Houfu, and only if Hou Master comes, then Zheng Sanye is a little behaved."

At this point, Mr. Fu suddenly said, "But it is really rare for the prefect of He to find such a treasured work of Miss Bo."

Huo Weilou glanced at the hand of the official document, "What's her name?"

Father Fu immediately smiled and said, "Ruoyou, Bo Ruoyou, but as the name suggests, he is from Qingshan County, but I look at it but it doesn't look like it. There are a lot of people who are handsome and beautiful."

Huo Weilou didn't know what he thought of, and his brows tightened, but Mr. Fu said, "Especially for such a young lady from a family who looks like a little girl. The method of autopsy is so clever. It is really amazing. And most importantly, she I'm not afraid of you, Lord Hou. The old slave hasn't seen such a bold person in many years. It's a pity that I lost my parents early in the morning, so it's pitiful."

Huo Weilou's gaze finally lifted from the official document, "What do you want to say?"

Father Fu laughed, and went forward and took the official document out of Huo Weilou's hands. "The old slave wanted to say that Master Hou was really tired on this road, so he should stop at this moment, lest the old slave goes back and can't explain to your majesty. ."

Today's Jianhe Emperor, who is Huoweilou's uncle, listened to Duke Fu's words, Huoweilou raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, got up and walked to the interior room. Daddy Fu was very satisfied. He didn't know what he thought of, so he whispered softly. In one sentence, "If you are still alive... she is as old as hers..."

The next day, Bo Ruoyou got up as usual, and opened the window. Seeing another layer of snow on the outside, he knew that there was another snowfall in the middle of the night. At this time, the sky was still gloomy without clearing up. Meaning.

Chuntao was still sleeping soundly in the Nuan Pavilion, and Bo Ruoyou used some cakes from last night before leaving the courtyard. She followed the path in her memory and wanted to go back to Zheng Wenchen's mourning hall to examine the corpse before He Cheng and Huo Weilou told her.

No one was seen along the way. First, because the hour was too early, and second, the mansion had been under martial law by Huo Wei Tower. She was forced by Huo Wei Tower with cold will. Bo Ruoyou hesitated her hand. She just turned a corner and suddenly stopped at her feet. She saw the southwest from a distance. A three-story building.

Bo Ruoyou was almost certain that it was the Yueyue Pavilion where Zheng Wenchen fell to his death.

With a move in her heart, she touched towards Yingyue Pavilion. When she arrived at Yingyue Pavilion, she saw two embroidered clothes guards guarding her. She stood not far away and looked upstairs, only to see the towering pavilion. It is much higher than the ordinary wooden building, and the downstairs are all white jade floor tiles, so it is almost impossible to survive falling from the third floor.

There was an embroidered dress guard guarding, it was absolutely impossible to enter the building at this moment, Bo Ruoyou walked around behind Yingyue Pavilion, she didn't believe in ghost killing, but how did the murderer get into Yingyue Pavilion? How to leave after killing people in full view?

Bo Ruoyou believed that there might also be clues outside this building.

After going all the way to Yingyue Pavilion, Bo Ruoyou looked up and saw that the terrace on the third floor surrounded the entire pavilion. Outside the terrace, there were neat red lacquer embroidered moire fences, while the windows on the second floor were closed. Die, there was a ring of sloping roofs outside, and soon, Bo Ruoyou pointedly found a strange shape on the outside of the eaves of the second floor.

Two gray tiles are missing from the outside of the exquisite eaves roof!

Bo Ruoyou hurriedly lowered her eyes to search on the ground. Because of the accumulation of snow, she even bent down and began to plow the snow on the ground, but at this moment, she heard a creak and creak from the top of her head, which was cold at first. The voice covered most of the creak, she didn't take it to heart, but soon, she had an ominous premonition.

Bo Ruoyou raised his eyes sharply and saw a crossbeam falling from the railing on the third floor, falling straight towards her. Bo Ruoyou could almost feel the wind from the beam falling more than the cold wind. She wanted to force people, but she could only subconsciously close her eyes, and she fell so fast that she couldn't avoid it at all!

Bo Ruoyou was ready to be smashed, but at the moment she closed her eyes, a strong wind hit her from behind. The next moment, a long and powerful arm embraced her waist and pulled her back. Fish it out.

With a loud "bang", a person hugged that thick beam, rubbing the tip of Bo Ruoyou's nose and falling to the ground. The snow foam fluttered and the after sound was audible. Bo Ruoyou stiffly opened his eyes and saw only the front of him. A big hole has been smashed into the snow, and she looked back subconsciously, and fell into the pair of cold phoenix eyes last night.