The Delicate Lady Coroner

Huo Weilou immediately sat on the main seat with Hengdao, his expression on his face was not so cold, but his whole body was a bit more pressing than Ning Xiao, and Xu Kang stood in his own hall with a cold sweat. In the middle, Mrs. Xu had already gotten up, and she could deal with one or two in front of Ning Xiao, but facing Huo Wei Tower, it was a big failure, she only placed hope on Xu Kangwei.

"Miss Xu died of illness on the fourteenth day of the first month, and she was buried on the fifth day of February. She stayed in your residence for 21 days. During this period, your residence invited the senior monks from Xiangguo Temple to do three rituals. Is this what Benhou said right?"

As soon as he spoke, Xu Kangben's pale complexion became even more bleak. Embroidered clothes made it possible to monitor hundreds of officials. Xu Jia's words and deeds are all under supervision. They will not be held accountable when they are not usually wrong, but once they commit a crime. Wrong, no matter how small incidents have become the handle of impeachment.

Xu Kang hung his waist, "Yes, the little girl really died of illness on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month."

"Died of illness?" Huo Wei raised his jaw, "Really died of illness?"

The corners of Xu Kangwei's lips were pressed tightly, her face was sweating like rain. Madam Xu looked at Xu Kangwei nervously. After a while, Xu Kang closed her eyes for the most grief, "It's not... the little girl didn't die of illness." "

Mrs. Xu's face turned pale, and Xu Kang gritted her teeth and continued: "The little girl is guilty of death, and the official...the official is afraid of being criticized. This is the only way to say that the little girl actually died of illness."

Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes were half narrow, "Disgraceful?"

Xu Kangwei straightened up, "Yes, she didn't die in the mansion, but died...in Xiangfen Alley in West Market."

Huo Weilou frowned, but Bo Ruoyou was a little puzzled, Xiangfen Lane? An alley selling incense powder?

Huo Weilou Yu Guang saw her in a daze, and said, "The most famous firework willow lane in the West City of Beijing."

Suddenly, Xu Kang said with a bitter face: "Yes, that's right there. The Xu family is a family of Qinggui. It's okay for her daughter to die outside without knowing it, and she died in a place like that, under the official... The subordinates really don’t know how to talk to people."

Hearing this, Bo Ruoyou's eyes changed slightly. His own biological daughter died outside, and instead of asking who was murdered, she was the first to worry about rumors and gossip. It was enough to worry about it, but he really never did it. Efforts to track down the matter, just like this, the funeral was stopped, and then it really turned into a trivial matter.

Bo Ruoyou looked at Xu Kangwei strangely.

Huo Weilou sneered at this moment, "I am really blessed to be the daughter of Master Xu."

No one can hear what this means, Xu Kang sweats in cold sweat, "Hou Ye's forgiveness is not cold-blooded and merciless, but it is...it is..."

"You don't need to find any reason. Tell me what Miss Xu did in those days and why she went to Xiangfen Lane." Huo Weilou's eyebrows and eyes were impatient, if you said that Xu Kangwei had two points to Xu Kangwei a moment ago. Harmony, at this moment those harmony has disappeared.

Xu Kang said in a hurry, "She was a little sick in those two days. She had always been raising her at home, but she had some disputes with me that day, so she ran out angry, and I don’t know why she went to Xiangfen. Lane, no one came back that night. I was very worried and sent someone out to look for her. It was her maidservant. I said that I would go to the West Market to look for it, but I found it."

Xu Kang's voice fell slightly, and he finally saw two sorrows on his face, "It is in the small alley behind Xiangfen Lane. There was originally a small hall in the alley, but then many brothels were opened in the streets nearby. That nunnery couldn't be run anymore, and then it was abandoned. She was in that ruined nunnery... she was hanged to death."

"Hanging to death?" Huo Weilou was full of doubts.

Xu Kang nodded, "Yes... when I found it, people were out of anger. There was a rope on the ground, the beam above her head was broken, and people fell to the ground. Who would have thought that she would hang herself in anger? Or was she in that place? ."

Huo Weilou faintly said, "Is there any injury on her left arm?"

This remark made Xu Kang raised his head in surprise, "How did Master Hou know? She... She did have an injury on her left arm. I don't know if she rubbed it somewhere, she rubbed off a piece of skin directly, and it was bloody--"

Huo Weilou finally couldn't hold back a bit of anger in his eyes, "Self-hanging but there was trauma. You didn't even ask for a medical examination, so you just pretended to be buried and buried her in such a hurry?"

Xu Kang was shaking his lips to explain, Huo Weilou narrowed his eyes and said, "You were also awarded a jinshi in the past, and then you were an official in the local government for several years, and then you went straight to Beijing. The past two years have been quite impressive in the bureaucracy. Point, but such a tragedy happened to your daughter, you don't even have the most perverted judgment, and you really deceived yourself that she hanged herself?"

Xu Kang knelt down because of shaking his legs and thumping. When Mrs. Xu saw this, she also fell to her knees. Huo Weilou sneered and said, "Benhou sees that you originally hoped that your daughter would die early. , You just turned a blind eye to those doubts. It happens that the absence of a daughter is troublesome and will not be criticized. What a ruthless and unrighteous Master Xu."

Xu Kang's face was as white as paper, "I don't want to be an official, but the official thinks so, it's just..."

"Why are you arguing with Miss Xu?"

Such a question made Xu Kangwei even more difficult to say, "Because...because of her marriage, she was frail and sick since she was a child, and the asthma dispute has not been cured for many years. How can such a body find a good family? The lower official saw a marriage for him, but she didn't want to, so she ran out in anger..."

Huo Weilou asked coldly: "Which prince did you see for her? How does she make a living?"

Xu Kang whispered: "Yes...I'm a nephew from the base of the house. I also took a test for a man. Now I do some spice business at home..."

Xu Kang is simple to say, but when he hears this, he knows which husband he chose for Xu Wanshu. The son of the merchant will not say it. It is very common to want to come, maybe some bad habits are not necessarily.

Huo Weilou looked at Xu Kangwei. He didn't know what he thought of, his expression was a little sad. After a while, he stared at him and asked, "Who was the first person to find her at that time?"

"It's her personal maid."

"Where is she?"

Xu Kang shrank his neck, "After the little girl died, the maid... was sent away."

Huo Weilou frowned, "Deported? Where did the deportation go?"

Xu Kang moved the corners of his lips, and his voice fell a little bit lower, "Sent back to Ren Yazi's hands—"

He said it nicely, but it clearly meant that the daughter died, and when he changed hands, the daughter's maidservant was resold again. This sale was mostly at a low price. Now the maidservant does not know where he is living, I am afraid there will be more results. Is dismal.

When Huo Weilou rarely got angry, he was really amazed at Xu Kangwei when he heard this, "Which person did you sell?"

Xu Kang couldn't answer for whispering, and turned to look at Madam Xu. Madam Xu also looked terrified, but at this time she still hesitated and did not answer. Xu Kang was very annoyed and shouted in a low voice: "Don't tell me yet. Are you dumb?"

Mrs. Xu was shaken and hurriedly said, "Sent to the tooth shop on Gulou Street."

Huo Weilou glanced at Ning Xiao, and Ning Xiao immediately walked out the door knowingly to order the embroiderer to find someone. Inside the house, Huo Weilou didn't say a word, as if he was meditating. Xu Kangwei knelt on the ground and entered the palace. There is no tension at this moment.

"Ready to lead the way—"

After a while, Huo Weilou said, Xu Kang was a little puzzled, Huo Weilou looked at her coldly, "open the coffin for an autopsy."

Xu Kang was taken aback, "Keren has been buried..."

Huo Weilou coldly said: "What? Are you afraid of disturbing her peace? She was murdered to death, but you as a father did nothing. Do you think that by burying her, she will be able to rest in peace under Jiuquan?"

Xu Kangben didn't dare to disobey his orders, and when he heard these words, he shook his body and ordered the servants outside to prepare the frame.

Huo Weilou looked at Bo Ruoyou, "Can an autopsy be done now?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded hurriedly.

Huo Weilou nodded with satisfaction, but Xu Kangwei and his wife looked at Bo Ruoyou in amazement, making it strange that the Secretary brought a woman to the case, but who would have thought that this woman was actually a work? !

Xu Wanshu was buried in the cemetery of the Xu family in Fengmingshan outside the city. He went out of the city to Fengmingshan for an autopsy and then returned. It had to spend a whole day. Huowei Building left embroidered clothes envoys to interrogate the rest of the Xu family. Xu Kangwei The couple was ordered by him to travel together, and Mrs. Xu didn't look like a good stubborn, leaving her in the house, still not knowing what happened.

As he set off, Bo Ruoyou suddenly thought of what he had seen in the calligraphy and painting gallery yesterday, and stepped forward and said, "Master Hou, the girl has something to report."

Huo Weilou glanced at her, "Let your coachman go back, you ride with Benhou, said on the road."

Bo Ruoyou agreed, so that Uncle Liang returned home, and he got into the carriage in Huo Wei Building.

When the group was heading south of the city, Bo Ruoyou spoke on the carriage, "Master Hou, yesterday afternoon, the girl went to the painting and calligraphy gallery in the east of the city—"

Huo Weilou only heard the first sentence and raised his brows, "It's so late, what are you going there for?"

Bo Ruo quietly said: "The folk girl thinks Lu Wenhe is a little weird, thinking that there are his works in the calligraphy and painting gallery, so she wants to see it. Mindwife wants to see her life."

Huo Weilou motioned her to continue, and Bo Ruoyou continued: "Minnu went to read his book of poetry, and then went to see two of his paintings. Most of his poems are very high-minded, broad-minded and passionate, and the paintings are also very open. Dahe is a very imposing work. Although the folk girls can't understand the techniques, they feel that the details are quite subtle. If you only look at these, it is worthy of the name of his talent."

Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes were narrow, "If you want to tell this Hou, do you want to praise him?"

Bo Ruo was faintly surprised, "Naturally not. It is the Minnv who found it strange that he wrote two poems about homesickness. Mindv wanted to ask, is the land of the Lu clan in Chuzhou?"

"You mean the Lu family of Lu Jijiu?"

Bo Ruo nodded quietly, and Huo Weilou said: "No, the Lu family's clan is in the capital."

Bo Ruo faintly thought for a moment, "Then there are some problems. Homesickness and nostalgia are mostly realistic works, but what he thinks is Chuling. Chuzhou is counted as Lingnan, and the word Chuling is mostly used in poems. Chuzhou, as a literati, he couldn’t use the wrong allusion, and the people’s daughter gave birth to a suspicion after thinking about it..."

"Lu Wenhe's poems may not have been written by him. At least the homesick and nostalgic poem is not. It stands to reason that he is well-known and should not be used for other people's poems. Therefore, Minnyu doubts that he only learned the authenticity. NS."

Hearing this, Huo Weilou couldn't help the bright light flowing in his eyes. He raised the curtain of the car and said to Ning Xiao who was riding a horse outside: "Is there a result of what I asked you to investigate?"

Ning Xiao was walking on the side of the carriage, and after hearing the words inside, he hurriedly said: "Yesterday Lu Wenhe has been behind closed doors after returning to the house. The subordinates did not find a chance to try his skills, but in the middle of his house, he stayed behind closed doors. The servant came out to buy a home, and our people went up to talk about it. The servant said that Lu Wenhe's bow and horse kung fu was pretty good, and his left hand had never been injured."

Bo Ruoyou's eyebrows are slightly frowned, and his left hand has not been injured, then he is not the murderer.

Huo Weilou thought about it too. His expression sank slightly, and Ning Xiao said again: "That servant has been in the Lu family for many years, and he is very contented. He also said that with his son's talent, he will have a better reputation in the next two years. Big, just donate an official and you can make progress..."

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows, "Didn't Lu Wenhe dislike officialdom?"

Ning Xiao simply said: "The subordinates are also thinking about it, so I feel a little weird when they hear the feedback from the people below."

The suspicion in Bo Ruoyou's heart came out again, "Hou Ye, if he is really talented, why wait for him to be an official later? Unless the suspect is true, his poems may have ghostwriting, so, his Many talents are false, will they not go to the scientific examination because of this?"

Huo Weilou hesitated for a while, and then asked Ning Xiao, "Have the people sent to stare at Lu Wenhe withdrew back?"

Ning Xiao shook his head, "No, I'm still watching."

Huo Weilou nodded slightly, "If there is a real difference, flaws will be revealed."

Putting down the curtain, Huo Weilou leaned on the wall of the car and raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. Seeing his tired face, Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but said, "Master Hou will raise your soul for a while, wait until the girl calls you."

Huo Weilou put down his hand, took a look at Bo Ruoyou, and patted his side again, "Come and give Benhou Tuina."

Bo Ruo faintly stunned, thinking that this was the way to do the errand, and there were so many people behind the carriage, somehow he felt a little hot on his face, and Huo Weilou had already turned sideways, only showing her back.

Seeing her stunned, Huo Weilou said coldly, "Can't you move you, please?"

Bo Ruoyou hurriedly got up and moved to him. When her soft fingertips fell on his forehead, Huo Weilou faintly closed his eyes, and his shoulders were loosened a bit. Bo Ruoyou felt a little cramped. At this moment, seeing Huo Weilou's expression a little bit better, his mind was sure, so he put some strength on his hands and was very focused.

She pressed the Fengchi acupoint on the back of her neck along the way she said last time. As soon as she pressed the Fengchi acupoint, she felt that Huoweilou's back was strong. Her heart jumped suddenly and she lowered her voice and asked: " Is the Hou master uncomfortable?"

Huo Weilou found her to be a little funny when she saw her whispering. The walls of the carriage were thinner, and the sound inside the carriage was louder. He could hear it clearly from the outside. He understood that Bo Ruoyou didn't want people to know what they were doing in the carriage.

In fact, he didn’t do anything special, but Bo Ruoyou’s more so, on the contrary, the more he has a secret sense of shame that they do something wrong in broad daylight. Huo Weilou’s throat moved slightly, but his voice was as usual, "Never ,continue."

Bo Ruoyou was relieved, and then he continued to press it again. After pressing for a moment, his hand reached the back of his shoulder. When he touched it, he felt that the muscles and bones under his hand looked like hard iron. Bo Ruoyou suddenly remembered his sword dance. His body was sweaty, and what was even worse was that she had seen him without his shirt. She clearly understood how strong the texture under the brocade robe was.

The enthusiasm from him was transmitted to her hand through the brocade robe, Bo Ruoyou's heartbeat was a little fast, and the man's breath in Huo Weilou's breath between her breath made her a little uncomfortable. When she was feeling her mind swaying, Huo Weilou asked her: "Lost energy?"

Bo Ruoyou jumped with a fright. Bo Ruoyou listened to the sound of horseshoes outside and the faint voice of embroidered clothes behind, like a heart beating a drum in an instant, she lowered her voice even more. , "Master Hou be quieter, the girls are not too weak, but the muscles and bones of Master Hou are hard, and the girls can't do massage."

She stopped while talking, but Huo Weilou turned around to look at her inexplicably, "Why whisper?"

Bo Ruoyou's expression stopped, just in front of Father Fu and the others, but today there are many embroiderers, and Xu Kang is a couple behind, and they are in the same car. Xu Kang is surprised. She looked at her, wishing to stare out a hole from her, and Madam Xu looked at her even more jealous, as if she had something to do with Huo Weilou.

She is not a fool, knowing that they have misunderstood.

"Mindv is by Hou Ye's side, it is easy to make people guess, if others hear..."

Bo Ruoyou hadn't finished speaking, his face was a little red, and the light in the carriage was dim, but Huo Weilou looked at her in shame, and he said solemnly: "What if I hear it, it's just to make you--"

Bo Ruo eagerly wanted to stamp his feet, but seeing that he couldn't, his head was overwhelmed and he wanted to cover Huo Weilou's mouth, "Don't say--"

She stopped an inch of Huo Weilou’s lips, and she was about to cover it up, but in the end there was awe of Huo Weilou in her bones, and her life stopped. Huo Wei’s words were halfway through, and she was shocked by her trip. , His sword eyebrows were raised high, as if he had never expected Bo Ruoyou to be so bold, his eyes turned for a moment, and Bo Ruoyou hurriedly withdrew his hand and got up to kneel.

"Master Hou forgive the sins, the girls are presumptuous—"

Huo Weilou's knees have not touched the ground, and the person has been supported by Huo Weilou. He held her arm with a bright smile on his face. Bo Ruoyouben was a little surprised and undecided. At this moment, seeing him so happy, she was stunned. I have seen Huo Weilou smile like this.

His face was swept away with cold solemnity, his handsome facial features were shining brightly, especially a pair of phoenix eyes, the tails of the eyes were raised, and the bottom of the pupils were squiggly, Bo Ruo was dumbfounded, "Hou Ye—"

Huo Weilou lifted her up, let her sit on top of her side, and let go. He glanced at her right hand that just reached his lips, and said with a faint smile: "The courage is getting bigger and bigger."

Bo Ruo awkwardly retracted his hand into his sleeve, but Huo Weilou leaned close to her for two minutes, and his voice was lowered as she wished, "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that others will think you will come on? Are you afraid that others will persecute you as the leader, regardless of your status, regardless of your status?"

Bo Ruoyou, who asked this question, blushed, "The girl is just..."

Huo Weilou did not give her a chance to speak, "Is there any ambiguity between you and Benhou?"

His voice was still lowered, and his already deep and sweet voice seemed to provoke people's hearts. Bo Ruoyou couldn't help leaning back. He thought his worry was reasonable, but now he was asked like this by Huo Weilou. It's as if her mind is impure.

She blushed and shook her head. Huo Weilou stared at her so closely for a moment before she straightened up, "I am not a little courageous, and I think a lot. Benhou has never brought a woman to his side to do errands. Now I have brought you. Look sideways, but you have a clear heart, afraid of what they do?"

Bo Ruoyou saw his righteous words. Although he felt that there was some truth, he couldn't help but slander. He was a superior Wu Zhaohou, of course not afraid, but she was just a lowly female widow.

Huo Weilou saw her disapproval at a glance and raised her eyebrows, "Are you still not convinced? Or is it... Actually, you gave birth to other thoughts?"

He squinted his phoenix eyes, and his tone was a little awkward. Bo Ruoyou immediately swore to the sky, "There is absolutely no citizen girl!"

Huo Weilou's complexion became stiff, and Bo Ruoyou said with a firm face: "Please take 10,000 of your hearts on this point. The girl knows your taboos. No matter how you value the girl, you will never dare to give birth to another girl. Your mind is just that you have a distinguished status and you never use a woman as a difference. Others will doubt that the woman... the woman does not want others to think that the woman is valued by the color, not to mention that you are not close to the woman. The reputation of the people is outside, and the folk girls don’t want to ruin your reputation."

Seeing her ashamed and trying to avoid suspicion before others, Huo Weilou thought that her daughter was thinking about her family, but she didn't want her to think like this, fearing that others would think that she was acting in front of Wu Zhaohou by her appearance, and was afraid of bad things. His reputation!

This thought really made him amazed. There are still women in the world who are afraid of ruining his Huo Weilou's reputation. Is he a chaste man?

Huo Wei's floor was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he looked at her up and down in an incredible way. After a while, he was finally sure that this was not her tactics. He raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows. He was only tired before, but now, he is suffering from a headache. Headache.

Seeing him leaning back again with a cold expression on his face, closing his phoenix eyes, Bo Ruoyou's mind was in confusion and it was difficult to discern his thoughts. Not only did she boldly and presumptuously want to cover Huo Weilou’s mouth, she also made Huo Weilou think of her. It may be a kind of craziness. This is a big violation of Huo Weilou's taboo. How can this be good?

Bo Ruo was nervous all the way, waiting for the carriage to go up to Fengming Mountain and seeing the cemetery and cemetery all over the mountains, her heart sank suddenly, she opened the curtain and looked out, it was clear that the weather was clear, but this But above Fengming Mountain, it seemed to be enveloped with a gloomy atmosphere, which made people feel a solemn and bleak heart as soon as they approached.

Towering pines and cypresses stood along the road. Soon, the carriage stopped at the Xu family cemetery. The Xu family had been in the capital for generations. This cemetery has been in the capital for some years, and Bo Ruoyou cautiously shouted Huo Weilou, "Hou Ye, here is—"

Huo Weilou suddenly opened his eyes and gave her a cool look. Before he got out of the carriage shortly, Bo Ruoyou pouted his mouth and walked down carrying the small wooden box with autopsy equipment. After getting off the carriage, he realized that the mountain was really cold and tight. .

Xu Kang led the way for the couple and walked half a stick of incense along the muddy path of the cemetery before seeing Xu Wanshu's tomb.

Her tomb is on the northwest corner of the Xujia Cemetery with the worst feng shui, surrounded by weeds. Only the tomb stands alone. The shattered piles of spirit flags and unburnt paper incense sticks are placed in front of the tombstone. It's even more desolate and lonely.

No one cared about it during her lifetime, and she was so miserable after her death. Bo Ruoyou stood aside watching the embroidered clothes digging a grave, and the hand holding the wooden box was slightly tightened. No one knew how much grievance she had buried in her heart. No one knows how terrified and desperate she was on the night of the accident. Her father would rather have her tragic death than report to an official. Then today, she will appeal for her grievances.

Half an hour later, a bunch of new coffins were dug out. Without Huo Weilou's order, Bo Ruoyou walked forward with the cage...

The author has something to say:

Hou Ye: Today's real mother is not a real mother. Today's daughter-in-law continues to be daunting.

Youyou: You can let you tease, and I lose on the road.