The maid who found the old lady's body was soon reported.

It was cold and cold, and in the mourning hall, the maid named Mo Xiang knelt on the ground and shivered.

"When the old lady chanted the Buddha's name, she never let her servants serve her. She usually stayed outside the door. But that night was New Year's Eve, and the old lady ordered her servants to go back to her room to spend New Year's Eve with her sisters, and then went to serve her again on the second day. So she left halfway through the hour of the hour that night. The next morning, I arrived at the Buddhist temple first. When I arrived, the gate of the Buddhist temple was closed and the room was very quiet. I was wondering whether the old lady had also rested on the couch in the Buddhist temple, so she pushed open the door gently..."

As if recalling the situation that day, Mo Xiang was afraid of his voice becoming unstable. "When... the old lady was lying on the soft cushion in front of the Buddha's niche, sleeping in her clothes, looking like she was asleep. I was thinking about why the old lady was sleeping on the ground, so I went forward and pushed the old lady. However, the old lady was already frozen..."

Huo Weilou asked: "In the past three months, does the old lady have symptoms of back pain?"

Mo Xiang was a little confused and quickly reacted: "Yes, after the old lady worshipped the Buddha several times, she said that her back was a little sore. The servants all thought it was her kneeling for a long time, so they tried to dissuade her. Later, the old lady changed to sitting and copying scriptures."

As Bo Ruoyou said, the old lady's abnormality was ignored.

Huo Weilou asked again: "Will the old lady copy the scriptures that night?"

Mo Xiang nodded, "I copied it. When I left, I had copied a page. Later, when I packed up the old lady's relics, I found that the old lady had copied two pages that night, and now the scriptures are still placed in the old lady's warm pavilion."

Huo Weilou looked at Zheng Wenyan and said, "Give the scriptures copied that night."

Zheng Wenyan hurriedly sent someone to pick it up, and Huo Weilou asked again, "How long does it take for the old lady to copy a page of scripture on weekdays?"

Mo Xiang hurriedly said, "As soon as the old lady starts copying, she probably won't stop, but she just writes it very slowly. It takes at least one and a half hours to write a whole page of scriptures."

Huo Weilou didn't ask again, and soon the servant brought the scriptures. Huo Weilou asked Mo Xiang again, "Look, did this copy by Mrs. Ye that old lady?"

Mo Xiang glanced at it a few times, "Yes, it was the old lady who copied that night."

The scriptures are written on the best and mature Xuan, which is very beautiful regular script, but every stroke is powerful. Huo Weilou looked carefully, "The tone of the brush and ink before and after this scripture has not changed, neatly and continuously. You have left the time of Hai, and after one and a half hours, it is the time of Chou, which means that the old lady will meet the second person in the Buddhist temple at least after the time of Chou."

Huo Weilou handed the scriptures to Zheng Wenyan and asked him, "You insist that your second brother harmed the old lady. Where was the others after the night was ugly?"

Zheng Wenyan hurriedly said, "That night, my second brother said he was living alone in the study room, and he also said that he had not left the study room all night, but that night I sent someone to the study room to deliver wine and food to my second brother. His study room was pitch black and no one answered, and there was no one there at all. After the accident happened the next day, he asked him, but he said he fell asleep drunk. How could I believe this? I suspected that he had gone to find his mother again!"

"Why did you deliver food to him in the middle of the night? Why did he live alone?"

Zheng Wenyan said: "That night, the family was having New Year's Eve dinner with Lele, but at the dinner table, the second brother and his mother had a quarrel. The quarrel was very unhappy at that time. My mother went to the Buddhist temple without having dinner. As soon as my mother left, it was natural that everyone could not have dinner, so that night, it was equivalent to everyone not being able to have New Year's Eve dinner. In the past two years, my mother in the mansion was in charge of the family, and I was fighting. Later, I ordered the kitchen to make New Year's Eve dinner and sent it to each room for a separate meal. My second brother lived alone because after returning that day, he had a dispute with his second sister-in-law and even fought. He went to the study room later..."

Zheng Wenyan paused and added: "The food in my second brother's study was prepared separately at the end, so it was the latest time to deliver it. It was already half past midnight. My second brother was no longer in the house at that time."

After Huo Weilou's eyes were calm and he heard it, he asked again, "Why are your second brother and the old lady quarreling?"

Zheng Wenyan sighed, "It's for the title left by my elder brother."

"The Marquis should know that the eldest brother passed away three years ago and only had a daughter Yun Ni. Therefore, the title of Anqing Marquis' Mansion can only be asked for renewal. The second brother thinks that he is behind the eldest brother, and it is probably him Chengjue, but my mother has never made up her mind. If we are talking about the elders, it is indeed Chengjue, but the second brother is irritable, has no patience in family affairs, and has not completed business, let alone fame, so my mother looks down on the second brother."

"The eldest brother had not passed the filial piety period before, so the issue of title was only started last year. Because my mother did not agree to let the second brother Cheng Jue, the second brother quarreled with his mother for a whole year, and his mother was so angry that she almost fell ill. On the night of the 30th, the second brother mentioned this matter again, saying that he would give a congratulation to the palace during the Chinese New Year and ask his mother to hand over the memorial to renew. Because his mother scolded him, the second brother started to make a fuss."

Huo Weilou's eyes were deep and he did not ask more questions. He had some knowledge of the Anqing Marquis Mansion, especially the Dafang lineage. There were many disputes arising from the title of the Marquis family. Zheng Wenchen had a bad temper, and it was only half an hour after the middle of the september period. If Zheng Wenchen couldn't figure it out, he went to make trouble with the old lady, so that the old lady died of illness.

And if he hates the old lady in his heart and sees that the old lady is sick but doesn't help her, it makes sense.

Huo Weilou's narrow eyes. Even if the death of the old lady had something to do with Zheng Wenchen, how did Zheng Wenchen die? The murder of ghosts is purely nonsense. If the death of the old lady can be used to kill Zheng Wenchen, the murderer must be a member of the mansion.

Huo Weilou's sharp eyes swept over Zheng Wenyan's brothers, and suddenly said, "Lead the way and see Zheng Wenchen's body."

It was already dark and the wind outside the mourning hall was clamoring. Zheng Wenyan looked at the sky outside and couldn't help but say, "The Marquis came here today, and the mansion has prepared a guest room. Why not take a break first and then watch tomorrow?"

Before Huo Weilou could make a sound, Eunuch Fu smiled and said, "San Master, don't worry, the Marquis has always been ignorant of hard work on the toll, and there are many suspicious points in this murder case. It's better to look at the body earlier to avoid the Marquis' concern."

Zheng Wenyan realized that Huo Weilou's intention was not to be disobeyed, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, please come here--"

Zheng Wenyan walked out the door first, Huo Weilou stepped forward, and after walking out of the threshold, he suddenly turned his eyes to the hall, beside the coffin bed, Bo Ruoyou stood still without moving.

Huo Weilou frowned, and He Cheng hurriedly said, "Xiao Bo, why don't you keep up? Didn't you want to test the second master's body in the daytime?"

Bo Ruoyou reacted and quickly responded, "Yes."

Zheng Wenyan and others' expressions changed slightly, and they all cast strange eyes at Bo Ruoyou. Everyone knew that Huo Weilou had no female maid, but now, she, the female coroner, followed the autopsy, and Zheng Wenyan quickly regained her contempt and became cautious.

The cold wind was biting and the night was even more ink-splashing. Zheng Wenyan personally posed a lantern to guide Huo Weilou.

"After the second brother went there, he died because he saw everyone falling down from a high building, so he set up a mourning hall in the West Courtyard. It was difficult to hold a big funeral, so he planned to stop the spirit for 49 days."

After leaving the courtyard and heading west along the road in the mansion, I saw brightly lit areas of Anqing Hou’s Mansion.

Zheng Wenyan said: "Because the Marquis arrived, the lights were burning all night. We all rested early these days."

The mansion was haunted by ghosts and killed people. Everyone was afraid. Huo Weilou glanced at the pavilions and towers around him and suddenly asked, "Are the marriage ready?"

Bo Ruoyou, who was walking behind, raised his head when he heard this.

He Cheng said at the right time: "The eldest lady of the Hou Mansion and the Second Highness have made a marriage. The emperor officially gave the marriage last year, and the date is set on the seventh day of March this year. Unfortunately, the old lady instinctively saw her granddaughter marrying into the royal family with her own eyes."

The eldest lady of the Hou Mansion was Yun Ni mentioned by Zheng Wenyan just now. Bo Ruoyou didn't expect that there was such a reason. She looked at Huo Weilou's tall and straight back. It was not surprising that Wu Zhaohou came in person.

Zheng Wenyan said: "Everything is ready. The dowry was sent to the middle of the capital before the Chinese New Year, and the houses in the capital were also cleaned up. If my mother had not had any problems, she would have set off to Beijing at the beginning of next month. Fortunately, his Majesty pointed out the marriage, otherwise, in the filial piety period, I don't know when the marriage will be delayed."

Bo Ruoyou sighed when he heard this, but Huo Weilou did not ask again.

Huo Weilou did not ask, and Zheng Wenyan did not dare to say much. He had never dealt with Huo Weilou, but in just half a day, he understood that what was circulating outside was not false, so he held his breath and calmed down and led the way forward.

The West Courtyard is also a remote place. Not long after, everyone arrived at the gate of the courtyard. Compared to the old lady's strange place to stop the spirit, this place is still ordinary. The courtyard is also full of white spirit banners. At this moment, the funeral lights under the eaves of the corridor are on, casting a desolate shadow. But soon, Zheng Wenyan, who was walking in front, paused.

There is actually someone in the mourning hall!

The dark coffin was placed in the middle of the mourning hall, with simple sacrifices placed in front of the coffin, and two black shadows were kneeling in front of the coffin, burning paper money into a porcelain basin. Zheng Wenyan's hand hanging down beside him clenched, "Second sister-in-law, why are you still here so late?"

As soon as the sound came out, the two of them turned around.

Both of them were wearing white silk. The young master was only about seven or eight years old. He looked panicked at this moment. The woman beside him had a small face as big as a palm, and she still saw beauty between her eyebrows and eyes, but at this moment, her whole face was withered and only a layer of skin was pressed against her cheekbones, her eyes were covered with blood, and her eyes were covered with blue and black, which seemed a little scary in the light of the dark money.

"Three...Three Brothers..."

Seeing Zheng Wenyan, fear flashed through the woman's eyes. She hugged the child beside her and stood up nervously.

Zheng Wenyan seemed to be restraining his anger, "Mr. Marquis and Lord He came to check the body of the second brother. It's so late. Second sister-in-law and Xiao'er should go back and rest early to avoid delaying the yamen's tolerance."

"Okay... let's go now."

The second wife of the Hou Mansion was hoarse and walked out with her arms around Zheng Xiao. When she passed by Zheng Wenyan, her head lowered. However, the young man beside her looked at everyone in surprise. When she passed by Bo Ruoyou, she especially stared at her with wide eyes.

Soon, the two disappeared into the cold wind.

This little accident made Zheng Wenyan's back stiff. When he turned around, he said as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Marquis, my second brother has already put on it and did a ritual two days ago." Seeing Huo Weilou looking at the porcelain basin that was still burning money, Zheng Wenyan had to say, "Just now, I was the only son of my second sister-in-law and my second brother. Since the second brother had an accident, I was afraid that there would be another accident and I would not allow everyone to walk around randomly after night, so I was a little angry when I saw them just now."

Huo Weilou stepped into the mourning hall. There was no paper-made man here. Although there were sacrifices, the whole mourning hall was simple. If outsiders came to see it, I am afraid no one would believe that the prince of the Marquis was lying in the coffin.

Huo Weilou pointed to the coffin and said, "Come out."

The man had already installed a coffin, and it was not convenient for the autopsy to be examined. After the speech was settled, two embroidered clothes came forward and leaned forward to take out the body from the coffin. Zheng Wenchen had only been dead for six days. In addition, the weather was severely cold, the incense burned in the mourning hall, and the body was still well preserved. Judging from the head and face exposed by the mourning clothes, there was no swelling.

The body was placed on a felt blanket. Huo Weilou turned around and Bo Ruoyou walked up with a wooden box with the corpse examination items.

The one who was inspecting the female corpse was just now, but Bo Ruoyou looked calm and began to remove the mourning clothes of the body after a little inspection. Zheng Wenyan hesitated for a moment, and this time he turned around and went outside without Huo Weilou's instructions.

The room was quiet and the sound of Bo Ruoyou peeling his body and shrouding clothes. He Cheng was not surprised, Huo Weilou was calm, but Eunuch Fu squatted beside Bo Ruoyou with enthusiasm and looked, "Miss, how old are you? Where did you learn this craft?"

Eunuch Fu followed Huo Weilou, not as afraid as ordinary people, which shows that his status is not low. Bo Ruoyou said: "It will be eighteen this winter. I learned the autopsy technique from my adoptive father. I am a coroner in Qingshan County."

Eunuch Fu asked again: "Then how could your parents bear to let you do these things?"

Bo Ruoyou paused his hand and whispered, "My father and mother have passed away for many years."

Eunuch Fu was speechless for a moment, and he couldn't ask the rest of his words. But Bo Ruoyou only stopped for that moment, and the following movements were flowing, neat and capable, and soon the corpse was revealed.

Although the corpse was not obviously rotten, the purple corpse spots on the skin were still a little scary. Several obvious traumas were distributed on the right shoulder and forehead, and there were several other traumas. Bo Ruoyou looked at it roughly and took out the white vinegar prepared in the wooden box and applied it to the suspected trauma at a very fast speed. Not long after, the scars hidden under the corpse were revealed.

The corpse with obvious cause of death is not difficult to check. Bo Ruoyou quickly said: "There are impact injuries on the right shoulder and right forehead of the corpse, and there are bruises and abrasions of different sizes of the right arm and right hip. These injuries were all caused by the deceased falling from Yaoyue Pavilion. The fatal injury was on the right forehead. The skull was sunken and broken. Because it was very close to the temple, he almost died on the spot."

As he said that, Bo Ruoyou raised his head, "It was all hurt before his death."

The intention of being injured during his lifetime was that it was caused when he was still alive. In other words, Zheng Wenchen was pushed down from the Yaoyue Pavilion and fell to death while he was alive.

"Zheng Wenyan said that Zheng Wenchen did not shout or scream when he was pushed down by Yaoyue Pavilion, and ruled out the possibility of ghosts killing people. How did the murderer let Zheng Wenchen walk up the third floor obediently, and how did he make him pushed down the stairs without struggling?"

Huo Weilou's voice was serious, but without the gloomy and coldness that had been before, his voice was a bit low and pleasant. Bo Ruoyou understood the meaning of Huo Weilou when he heard this, and then he checked it up and down. Not long after, Bo Ruoyou put a piece of bamboo stick wrapped in cotton into Zheng Wenchen's nose. When he took it out, a little dirt was stained on it.

Bo Ruoyou put him next to the lamp and looked carefully for a while, and his voice sank: "It's Mandala."

Huo Weilou's expression also changed slightly, and Eunuch Fu asked, "What is Mandala?"

Huo Wei said: "It is a pest, and it is also used as Mafei San in the army."

Bo Ruoyou checked again. This time, he focused on the heels, legs, waist and back, etc. "There were strip-shaped scratches on the back of the calves, and there were also horizontal strip-shaped bruises on the waist and hips, as if they were dragged by someone."

There are signs of drug and dragging, and the truth is about to come out.

He Cheng said: "So, someone was having a pill after Lord Yaoyue was stunned. After the second master was stunned, the murderer pushed him downstairs as soon as the others arrived, and pretended to be the ghost of the old lady?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "It's true in the initial view."

He Cheng frowned, "When the old lady died, there was a second person beside him. Zheng Wenchen was stunned by the drug and pushed him off the Yaoyue Pavilion. There were two dead people. What about the murderers? The two of them died differently, and they couldn't tell the commonality. Is it because someone first saw him and killed the old lady, and then the other person used this matter to murder Mr. Zheng Er, or the first person in the Buddhist temple, and was the same person as the person who killed Mr. Zheng Er?"

If he could answer He Cheng's question, the case would be solved. Bo Ruoyou hesitated for a moment, "There is another question. It was the seventh day of the old lady that day, but Master Zheng Er went to Yaoyue Pavilion alone. Why did he go? The murderer could use the incense in Yaoyue Pavilion, but Master Zheng Er had to go by himself first."

Huo Weilou glanced at Bo Ruoyou, "I suspect that I need to visit Yaoyue Pavilion."

Bo Ruoyou thought for a while and said, "Can the Second Master's body be examined? Although the reason for his death has been found, it is only six days before the incident, so what may be discovered."

Bo Ruoyou just examined the old lady's body, and it took more than an hour to bend over. Now her slender fingers were frozen red, and she might even get poisoned by the corpse water. Eunuch Fu couldn't bear it, so he looked at Huo Weilou several times.

Finally, Huo Weilou said indifferently, "It's too late, I'll be here tonight."

The case has been delayed for a long time, and Huo Weilou has only been here for half a day. The cause of death of the two deceased has been clear, which is very progressive. The night is already dark and many things are quite inconvenient. Although Huo Weilou acts resolutely and does not fear hard work in his tolerance, he is adapted to the times.
To be continued...