This statement made the shopkeeper's expression slightly change, "This is the "Thousand River Map" painted by Mr. Lu half a year ago. I heard that it was bought at a high price. Later, many students and scholars in the city tried imitation paintings, but they never painted so charming. Only a few of the small shops have great techniques. It took several months to imitate them, but the small shop has not been sold yet. If the adults have seen them, they must have seen the authentic ones. Could it be that the people who bought this "Thousand River Map" know?"

Bo Ruoyou also looked at Huo Weilou suspiciously. Huo Weilou seemed to be smiling, but he did not answer a question, "You have sold Lu Wenhe's paintings in the store, and you have seen this lady come to the store for many times. Have you ever seen Lu Wenhe meet this lady here?"

The shopkeeper was a little confused, "This is never the case. Even the villain has only seen Mr. Lu twice. Usually, he agreed on the price and paid the deposit, and then Mr. Lu would order someone to send the painting over."

"There is no intermediary?" Huo Weihu asked again.

The shopkeeper said, "No, at first, Mr. Lu had a familiar painting library, and most of his paintings were sold there. Later, the shopkeeper of the painting library left the capital. Because he met the villain, he placed Mr. Lu's paintings here. He was also a villain who was good at it and did not let Mr. Lu's paintings drop money. Therefore, Mr. Lu's paintings were easy to get. The owners of other calligraphy and painting libraries in the capital also wanted to sell Mr. Lu's paintings, but they could not compete for each other."

The shopkeeper said while rolling up the paintings on his hands, and said, "In addition to the paintings and poems of talented people in Beijing, there are also two original works of everyone in the previous dynasty. Do you want to take a look?"

The shopkeeper saw that Huo Weilou did not appreciate Lu Wenhe's paintings, and felt that his identity was mostly noble, so he asked tentatively, but Huo Weilou still looked at the scroll in his hand and stared at it without saying a word.

The shopkeeper said again: "Although this imitation looks very much like a genuine one, it is not worthy of the identity of an adult. If an adult likes it, the villain can ask if Mr. Lu has any new paintings recently."

Huo Weilou looked around the shop, "How often does this lady come here? When was the last time she came?"

The shopkeeper said hurriedly: "The last time I came was five days ago. As for how long I came before, the villain couldn't remember it. He came every month. When I came diligently, I would have to come once every ten or half a month. The villain guessed that this lady was mostly interested in Mr. Lu, so she worked tirelessly and saw many little girls who admire Mr. Lu, but most of them only came to ask once or twice, but she only asked several times, and the villain remembered it."

After a pause, the shopkeeper reacted later, "Sir, ask if this lady has been here before? Could it be... this lady has not returned home?"

The embroidered clothes were wearing yamen's public uniforms. He saw which yamen was from, but if he was on a business trip, how could a woman follow him? Moreover, Huo Weilou was also in a very intimate manner. After thinking about it, the shopkeeper only felt that Huo Weilou was looking for someone. He couldn't help asking: "Is it because this lady elopement with someone? Could it be... she elopement with Mr. Lu?"

Huo Weilou glanced at him, and the shopkeeper was forced by his expression and hurriedly shut up.

It is true that Wei Ling often comes here. No matter whether there are personalities or people, at least she is here, not Chongwen Library. Chongwen Library is just a cover. She is mostly a person who admires Lu Wenhe, but she is from the Bo Mansion and has a noble status. If she really likes Lu Wenhe, why don’t she directly think of a way to see him? She wants to be so sneaky.

Huo Weilou glanced across the hall, "Who else is the calligraphy and paintings of people here for consignment here?"

The shopkeeper sighed, "There are many, but how can those people who are not named or surnamed? Many people make a living by making a living, but they are hard to maintain their livelihoods. It is really pitiful. Only those who are good at imitation paintings can get some of them."

Those who have no names and surnames have ordinary painters. People who really like calligraphy and painting will naturally not buy their works. However, imitation paintings, especially those that have been imitated by the past, are almost in short supply.

Huo Weilou walked beside the shelf and looked around casually. Seeing this, Bo Ruoyou followed him to read the book and scroll. After looking around, he really found a few pictures with good imitations. Huo Weilou asked again, "Does this lady often wear a red dress when she came? Did she come alone?"

The shopkeeper nodded, "That's right, this lady is born beautiful and likes red skirts. She looks like a wealthy person, but she does not take on a girl every time, which is a bit strange."

"Among the literati who sells calligraphy and paintings here, are there anyone with a broken left hand?"

Huo Weilou's tone was careless, and the shopkeeper was stunned, "Is there any left hand incomplete? That's not... Most of these literati and scholars have been admitted to the examination room, and some are still juren, so they will not be disabled."

Bo Ruoyou found out that the murderer had been injured in his left hand or had only four fingers on his left hand, but the shopkeeper's words disappointed Huo Weilou. He looked around the shop again, and saw that he had nothing to gain, so he took people away without any delay.

After getting on the carriage, Huo Weilou ordered: "Go to the Duke of Huo."

Bo Ruoyou hesitated and said, "The Marquis said he had seen that painting. Did he see it at the Duke's Mansion?"

Huo Weilou nodded, "Huo Qinghong bought it back."

Bo Ruoyou was not surprised when he thought of Huo Qinghong. Huo Weilou looked gloomy. Seeing him like this, Bo Ruoyou had already thought that he would not give Huo Qinghong a good face later.

However, when the carriage arrived at the Duke's Mansion, Huo Qinghong was not in the mansion.

Ning Xiao stood outside the carriage and reported, "It has been said that the prince has not returned to his house for several days. At this time today, I still don't know where it is."

Huo Weilou's expression suddenly became very ugly, and he ordered: "I will go to the shore of Weiyang Lake to see what he is doing. How many people do you take to the Imperial College Priest's House and check it carefully. This marquis will take Huo Qinghong back to the Marquis' Mansion and invite this talented man Lu to the Marquis' Mansion to meet him later."

Ning Xiao responded and hurriedly took his people to the Imperial College Priest's Palace.

Even though Bo Ruoyou had just returned to the capital, he knew that there were many brothels and pleasure boats by Weiyang Lake. If Huo Weilou didn't ask, he knew where Huo Qinghong was. He also had a deep understanding of Huo Qinghong.

The carriage headed straight towards Weiyang Lake. Although Weiyang Lake is located in the west of the city, it is remote, but because of its excellent scenery and is connected to the important road of the West City, it becomes a prosperous place to enjoy the scenery and have fun. There are many wine shops and pleasure boats on the lakeside, and several famous brothels stand by the lake. These brothels are very beautiful, and they all have unique skills. If you want to enter this place, you must spend a lot of money. In fact, it is a gold-selling cave in the capital.

Huo Weilou had never spoken along the way. Seeing that he was like this, Bo Ruoyou naturally calmed down and did not dare to speak. Only when the carriage passed by the west market, Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but lift the curtain and looked out.

Changxingfang is in the east of the city. A few days ago, she bought all the home purchases in the East City. Therefore, it was the first time she came to Xicheng after returning to Beijing. The West City was bustling, even more than the East City. Now at noon, there is even more crowds. Bo Ruoyou looked at the painted buildings and carved beams outside with two points fresh. Huo Weilou spoke indifferently.

He asked slowly: "Is it fun and good?"

Bo Ruoyou quickly put down the curtain and turned around, sitting upright without daring to move.

Huo Weilou was a little helpless, "I am not forbidden to see you."

Bo Ruoyou looked at him twice, and saw that his eyebrows and eyes were really relaxed and he straightened his back. "The Marquis was in a bad mood just now, and the woman even took the curtain to make the Marquis unhappy, so..."

Huo Weilou raised his sword eyebrows slightly, "Is this marquis so inhumane?"

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As he answered in his heart, Bo Ruoyou's eyes turned around on his face and said tactfully: "How come the Marquis is not humane? It's just that the Marquis is noble. If the Marquis is unhappy, it is naturally the fault of the people below."

These words made Huo Weilou laugh angrily, "Are you mocking me?"

Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but look bitter, "How dare the folk girl?"

Huo Weilou snorted angrily, and saw the carriage driving out of the west market and leaning towards Weiyang Lake, he said, "You have met Huo Qinghong. His parents only have his son, but he has no ambitions in his late Double Ten, which is really annoying."

Bo Ruoyou and Huo Qinghong walked together for half a month, so naturally he had some experience, "The Marquis calmed down, the prince was noble and young, and it was not a big deal to indulge in a little bit of indulgence now."

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not expecting Bo Ruoyou would speak for Huo Qinghong, "If this marquis is like him, how can he be like Wu Zhaohou today?"

Bo Ruoyou said: "It is naturally difficult to compare the prince with the marquis. Not to mention the prince, even thousands of people in the Great Zhou Dynasty are difficult to compare with the marquis."

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows and looked at her. Bo Ruoyou said, "The Marquis is from a noble family, and his mind is envious and his methods and strategies are far superior to ordinary people. Who in the world can compare with the Marquis? Therefore, if the Marquis thinks that the prince is not as outstanding as you, it will definitely make him annoyed, which is really not worth it."

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows and looked much more relaxed, "It has not made him like this marquis. It is really not so bad that the climate is not like this."

Having said that, her tone was already light. Bo Ruoyou breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, no wonder people in the officialdom would flatter. Who wouldn't like to hear praise? And this flattery method is really useful. In just a few days, she has used it like a fish in water.

Huo Weilou was in a good mood, and Bo Ruoyou became less nervous. The carriage walked all the way to the lake. Not long after walking, Bo Ruoyou saw Wanyun Pavilion standing on the east side of Weiyang Lake. She couldn't help but speak, "This is the place where Feng Wodan and his maid lost that day."

After hearing this, Huo Weilou leaned over. The two of them leaned over and saw it from the window together, but the window was just that big. Huo Weilou's approach made her feel tighter, but she did not refuse to get closer to him. She gave in to her body and pulled the curtain higher with one hand to ensure that she could see it.

"The maid from Feng's family said that the Taoist priest of Qingxu Temple set up a place for divination and praying talismans in the pavilion. At that time, everyone first released animals outside, and then went to the pavilion to seek peace talismans. There were many people going there, so she waited outside, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see Feng Wodan come out. Later, she went in and found that there was no one inside."

Bo Ruoyou said, Huo Weilou also looked at Wanyunting with his eyes fixed.

That night Yunting said it was a pavilion, but it was a water pavilion with grilles on all sides. On the west side was Weiyang Lake, and on the east side was carved grilles to block the outside view. The main entrance was on the south side. The weather was clear today, and there were many tourists by Weiyang Lake. At this moment, there were many figures wandering in Yunting that night, but the grilles blocked it, which was not real.

Huo Weilou looked at the pavilion system. When the carriage was about to pass by, he said, "There is more than one exit in this pavilion." After that, he said, "Stop the car, go and see if there is an exit on the north side of the pavilion."

The carriage stopped, and a moment later, the embroidered robes came back to report: "Qi Zhu, there is indeed a small door on the northwest corner of the pavilion."

Bo Ruoyou immediately reacted, "So Feng Wodan left from the north that day? Did she deliberately try to get rid of her maid?"

The Qinlou and Chu Pavilion are all on the northeast side of Weiyang Lake, and the carriages are moving again. Huo Wei said, "It's not impossible. Wei Ling is also out of the house alone because of intentional intention. Feng Wodan was also alone when he was discovered. I guess she has her own reasons."

Bo Ruoyou thought for a while, "No matter why the two were alone, the murderer probably had figured it out early. He was easily noticed with a red dress, but he had to be extremely close to someone who could find it. This easily made people think that the murderer might be someone around them, but although they had an intersection, the intersection was a bit broad. Could it be that Feng Wodan also liked Lu Caizi?"

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment, "I don't know yet. After seeing Lu Wenhe, I will ask about the Feng family again."

Bo Ruoyou expected that, and at this time, the carriage stopped.

The carriage was parked in front of Yiyue Tower, but at a glance there were three yards here, and several pleasure boats were parked by the lake in the distance. Just by looking from a distance, you can see that everyone on the boat was coming in and out.

Huo Weilou ordered the embroidered clothes to search. The name of Prince Huo was very loud. Soon the embroidered clothes to find out and replied: "Marty, the prince is on a pleasure boat called Feiyun Pavilion in front."

The carriage moved around and soon stopped in front of the pleasure boat. The pleasure boat was moored by the lake, and a red painted pedal led directly to the boat. Compared to the Shenjia Tower boat that he took when he was heading north, the pleasure boat also has three floors, but it has no masts, and is more exquisite and beautiful, and is also dressed in a grand manner. This is still during the day. If it is evening, you can imagine that it is like a jade building.

The embroidered clothes were the first to get on the boat. Everyone on the boat who was drinking and enjoying the scenery changed their expressions. The embroidered clothes asked where Huo Qinghong was. He led the shopkeeper and rushed to Huo Qinghong's third floor with fear.

Bo Ruoyou followed Huo Weilou without caring about it. When he walked up to the second floor, he suddenly remembered that this place was a place of fireworks. It was really weird for a woman to enter. Fortunately, the embroidered clothes made her awesome. Those who were playing and drinking outside were driven back. At this moment, most of the drinkers and prostitutes closed their doors and did not dare to provoke them.

"Mr. Marquis, the prince is here-"

The shopkeeper laughed, but after climbing to the third floor, his face was already covered in sweat.

Huo Weilou frowned slightly, and kicked the door open without saying a word. The broken door bolt fell to the ground. The loud noise seemed to make the hull tremble. Bo Ruoyou was slightly shocked and subconsciously took a step back.

Huo Weilou stepped inside, and Bo Ruoyou hesitated for a moment and did not follow in.

The curtains inside the house were hanging everywhere, and a pink embroidered curtain came into view. The rich fragrance of powder was a bit pungent. Huo Weilou glanced at him and saw two large screens standing up behind the two curtains.

Huo Weilou pointed, "Call up."

The embroidered clothes swung the curtain and walked around the screen to call people, while Huo Weilou sat down on the low couch under the west window.

The woman beside Huo Qinghong had already been awakened by the sound of kicking the door. At this moment, she was pushing Huo Qinghong and saw a big man entering the inner room. She couldn't help but scream. The embroidered clothes were knowledgeable and said coldly: "Get off when wearing clothes."

The woman was so scared that she was no longer looking shining. She quickly put on her dress and ran out without even having time to pull her hair. She almost walked to the door and saw Huo Weilou sitting under the west window. The woman was stunned and had time to show her stunning look on her face. Then she realized what Huo Weilou was, and she ran out even if she didn't have the courtesy.

Bo Ruoyou, who was waiting outside the door, was staggered by her. She apologized and fled downstairs.

Bo Ruoyou was so amused and crying, why was he scared like this?

Huo Qinghong was pushed a few times in his sleep, and was a little impatient. The embroidered clothes said helplessly: "Criminal, you really should wake up, the marquis is here--"

"You...you little liar, my elder brother never comes to these places." Huo Qinghong murmured for a few words, turned over and fell asleep again.

The tone was sticky and even the embroidered clothes could not help but show disgust. He also called him, "Criminal, the Marquis is looking for you specifically. When you knew you were in these places, he came here directly. The Marquis came here to get the messenger. Get up quickly, so as not to get angry."

"I've sent it to you..."

Huo Qinghong repeated a sentence in a daze, and the next moment, his closed eyes suddenly opened.

Huo Weilou does not come on weekdays, but he is just doing the job. Why can't Huo Weilou go to Huo Weilou for the job?

He knows Huo Weilou very well!

Huo Qinghong sat up suddenly, "Where has the brother been? He has arrived on the boat? I'll go see him now and tell him not to come in-"

The embroidered clothes looked at Huo Qinghong sympathetically, and pointed outside again.

With a bang, Huo Qinghong felt that he was hit by a lightning. He hurriedly picked up the clothes thrown at the end of the bed, and walked out while putting them on his body, so he didn't even have time to wear shoes.
To be continued...