"Youyou, what's wrong with Lingxiao Poetry Club?"

Huo Qinghong asked while heading to the dock, Bo Ruoyou said that Feng Wodan and Wei Ling were murdered, and they happened to be in Lingxiao Poetry Society. Huo Qinghong's expression changed slightly, "This... I don't recognize the girl from Feng's family, but I am familiar with the second lady of Bo's mansion. She is a lively and interesting person. Has she actually been murdered?"

Huo Qinghong has lived in brothels for several days, so he naturally didn't know about the case of the Bo Mansion. He sighed a few times before looking at Huo Weilou in front of him and said, "No wonder my brother asked about the poetry club, and I'm still enlightened."

Bo Ruoyou looked at Huo Qinghong curiously, "What is enlightenment?"

Huo Qinghong smiled bitterly for a moment, "You saw it too. When I came here to enjoy it, my elder brother was quite dissatisfied. He is the most confused and never cared about men and women. He is not as old as me."

"The Lingxiao Poetry Club was originally just a noble girl to have fun. Later, after a long time, the reputation spread. When the noble family in the capital saw their children and daughter-in-law, they didn't have much trouble finding matchmakers. They just needed to inquire in this poetry club. Because the noble girl in the society not only had the best family background, but also had excellent talent and talent, and it was easy to find something that suits her feelings. So a saying spreads from outside, saying that marrying a wife is to marry Lingxiao's daughter. Those girls who have not yet entered the poetry club, whether they really like poetry or not, want to enter the poetry club. At least they can meet some noble ladies and gain a good reputation."

Feng Wodan is a businesswoman, and she is the one who was pulled in afterwards. After hearing this, Bo Ruoyou understood. Huo Qinghong said again: "However, although I know the poetry club, I don't know anything about it. My brother is so anxious to call me back. Can I help?"

Bo Ruoyou hesitated and asked for a moment: "Captain, can you know Lu Wenhe?"

Huo Qinghong raised his eyebrows, "He? Does he have anything to do with the case?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, and Huo Qinghong frowned tightly, "Of course I recognize it, but why does he have something to do with the case?"

Bo Ruoyou looked at Huo Weilou in front of him, "Let the marquis tell the prince the rest."

The embroidered clothing envoy had already found the pleasure boat and was reporting to Huo Weilou. When Huo Qinghong and Bo Ruoyou approached, they saw a pleasure boat leaning towards the lake in the distance. Huo Qinghong stepped forward and said, "Brother, Lu Wenhe is related to the case you are dealing with?"

Huo Weilou knew that Bo Ruoyou had already passed through the bottom. He nodded, "Yes, I saw a painting in you earlier. Did it come from him?"

Huo Qinghong nodded, "It was him who drew it, you remember correctly."

Huo Weilou looked at him, "What is his family background? What is his character? Tell me about it carefully."

Regarding the tolerance, Huo Qinghong did not dare to be slight and said cautiously: "I don't know much about him. But a year ago, I suddenly heard people around me say I bought his paintings. Fortunately, I brag about it. Later, I went to see it, but I didn't understand it very much. But it was so expensive, and he always had his own reason, right? I asked someone to order one, which was the one you saw. I only got it last autumn, and I waited for two months-"

"His family background is said to be Lu Jijiu, the nephew of the Imperial College, but when I bought the painting, I asked more. In fact, the relationship is not close. It is considered a branch of the Lu family. His family also served as an official in his early years and now he has been in business. But I heard that the business was not done well, so it was completely declining. Because of this, I added 100 taels of silver to buy the painting."

"As for character, it's okay. Everyone who has seen the painting said it's really good. I waited for two months in the middle, and it was considered meticulous. He didn't look like he was perfunctory to make money in a hurry."

This is exactly what the shopkeeper of the calligraphy and painting shop said. Lu Wenhe was not in a hurry to draw. He had to wait for whatever he wanted to draw. The word "wait" can eliminate the enthusiasm of many customers and invisibly lacked the opportunity to make money.

After hearing these thoughts, Huo Weilou pondered for a moment, "Can he usually come to poetry and literary meetings?"

The boat had already reached the lakeside, and a boatman laying out the pedals and embroidered clothes and told them a few times, then asked them to go to the boat. Huo Qinghong said as he walked: "It's basically not there. There are quite a few literati students in the capital. Whether they have or not, many people want to know more people through literary and poetry associations. I didn't like these, but I have joined in the fun. Once, I heard people say something else, saying that he was very arrogant and never came to these elegant gatherings easily."

The boat was not big, only one floor, but it was dressed very delicately and elegantly. The embroidered clothesman asked some questions with the shopkeeper, and then came to Huo Weilou after a while, "Mr. Marquis, the shopkeeper said that the last time the poetry club came to this elegant gathering was during the Lantern Festival. The snow had not melted, and the lake was covered with snow. They stayed here for half a day, and the boat did not bloom. Before that, it was basically once a month or two, especially in summer, there were about ten people, and at most twenty people could be there. Because they were all the ladies of the official family, the people under him were very careful and had not dissatisfied them yet."

"When I get on the boat, I enjoy the scenery. I will write some poems and use some meals. I usually don't leave it until dark. I often come to them to arrange the maids of Miss Lu's family. Sometimes I will ask them to prepare a musical, chess, brushes, ink, and playbooks to make everyone happy. My subordinates shine the portraits, and the shopkeeper has some impression of Miss Wei's second family and Miss Feng."

Bo Ruoyou sighed a little. Although the pleasure boat only has one floor, it is connected to the hall and the hall, and there are two kitchens for meals. If you go to the middle of the lake, you will be able to enjoy the whole day. At night, you can still see the lights on the lake. Imagine more than 20 young girls gather here, either chanting poems or flying flowers. The girls laugh and parrot like parrots and crying. It is really a wonderful scene, but now, the two little girls who once existed in this wonderful scene will never climb the pleasure boat again.

Huo Weilou first went into the cabin and walked around the corridor outside. Yesterday, Ning Xiao reported all the cases to him, and naturally mentioned the theory of the poetry club. Now that he has arrived at Weiyang Lake, he wanted to come and take a look on a whim, but he couldn't see anything just with a pleasure boat. Although the shopkeeper on the boat recognized the person, he could not tell any other clues at the reception site.

Huo Weilou looked at Huo Qinghong again, "Do you know the second lady of the Bo Mansion, do you know that this second lady knows Lu Wenhe?"

Huo Qinghong grabbed his head in distress, "This... I really don't know. I have never seen Lu Wenhe before, and I don't even know his appearance..."

Huo Weilou knew that Huo Qinghong had a group of friends and saw him buying Lu Wenhe's paintings. He thought he had some friendship with Lu Wenhe, but he didn't expect that he was a person who just paid for money.

Seeing that Huo Weilou had nothing to gain, he immediately wanted to get off the pleasure boat. Huo Qinghong muttered a few words from behind to visit the lake to enjoy the scenery, but how could he get the accuracy of Huo Weilou?

The group was about to get off the boat, and several boatmen and shopkeepers were waiting at the bow of the boat to see him off. Bo Ruoyou followed Huo Weilou. Seeing that he was walking fast, she also walked a little faster. But the moment she was on the bed, a wooden board under her feet was a little loose for some reason. She slipped under her feet and fell to the side--

Huo Qinghong hurriedly shouted, "Beware--"

There were no fences on both sides of the pedal. Huo Qinghong, who was walking at the end, saw Bo Ruoyou falling into the lake, but Huo Weilou in front seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned around and pulled Bo Ruoyou's arm and pulled her.

Huo Weilou pulled Bo Ruoyou closer to him. Bo Ruoyou stood firm in a daze, and his face turned pale.

Huo Qinghong was startled and hurriedly walked up. The shopkeeper and several boatmen also surrounded him.

Huo Weilou felt a little chilling in his wrist under his palm, so he lowered his eyes to her, "How?"

Bo Ruoyou was also shocked. She was still wondering what kind of relationship Lu Wenhe and Wei Ling were, but she didn't expect that the pedal under her feet would loosen. She couldn't react at all, so she almost fell into the lake. Fortunately, Huo Weilou was agile.

She covered her heart and gasped before shook her head, "It's okay, thank you Marquis."

Huo Weilou let go of his hands, and the shopkeeper was also frightened, "Miss, how are you? It's all because of the people who are not careful in doing things. The pedal is really supposed to be replaced, and it almost hurts the lady. Please forgive me, please forgive me—"

The shopkeeper kept accusing him. Huo Weilou glanced at the obviously old pedal, his phoenix eyes were cold, and Huo Qinghong also frowned and said, "You have to worry. The water by the lake is not shallow. If the person who fell down would not be water, and there was no one around him, how can we do it?"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "There was something happened earlier, and then the villain often asked the people below to change. It took only half a year to be safe and they started to stay lazy again. I'm really sorry, the villain asked someone to change it."

Huo Qinghong frowned, "Have you had an accident happened earlier? Has the person who had the accident been rescued?"

The light flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes as if he had thought of something, "Save it, come, and the people know this person, it's one of the girls you just asked."

Bo Ruoyou was a little palpitations after being frightened. He was about to leave, but suddenly he heard this and she turned around, "Which girl? What happened at that time?"

The shopkeeper said, "It's a girl surnamed Feng. They were also preparing to get off the boat. The pedals loosened. The girl fell directly into the lake, which scared everyone. However, we were all outside at that time, and someone immediately jumped down to rescue her. She choked on two sips of water, but it was not a big deal. She was also a kind person. She changed into clean clothes on the boat and drank a bowl of ginger soup and left. She had never pursued the villains."

"Did you change your clothes on the boat?" Bo Ruoyou couldn't help asking.

Huo Qinghong didn't know about the cinnabar mole. When he saw Bo Ruoyou concerned about the woman changing clothes, his face showed a strange look.

The shopkeeper seemed a little confused, "Yes, I was soaked at that time. There was a temporary room on the boat. The villain ordered someone to go to a nearby shop and bought clothes..."

But Bo Ruoyou wanted to hear this, "She changed her clothes in the guest room? How many people were with her at that time?"

"It was in the guest room, and she was accompanied by her maid. There were also a girl named Li who came to visit with her. She was her friend. There were many people when something happened. Later, she saw that she was fine and it was too late, so everyone left first."

This girl from the Li family is probably the daughter of Li Duwei.

Bo Ruoyou looked disappointed after hearing this, "There was no one else on the ship at that time?"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly, "Of course there are, but everyone else is for men, so it is impossible for him to enter the guest room."

Bo Ruoyou was a little unwilling to give up, "Where is the guest room? Take me to see?" After saying that, she realized that she was anxious and looked back at Huo Weilou. Seeing Huo Weilou nodding, she just felt relieved to go back to the boat, and Huo Weilou also followed.

The shopkeeper led the two of them all the way to the guest room near the stern. Huo Qinghong was a little suspicious, but followed. When he walked to the guest room, he saw that the guest room was spacious and decorated very elegantly. The window sashes were all on the side facing the water, so it was impossible for anyone to peek through the windows and other places.

Seeing that it was different from what he thought, Bo Ruoyou felt that he was a little bit full of soldiers and asked the shopkeeper again, "When is this?"

The shopkeeper's brief recollection, "It should be last autumn, September or October. After a long time, the villain can't remember it. If it weren't for the lady who almost had an accident just now, the villain wouldn't remember it for a while."

Huo Weilou was almost the same as Bo Ruoyou's guess, but after walking around the guest room, he was somewhat different from what they guessed. Not long after, the three of them got off the pleasure boat again.

After staying on the carriage, Huo Qinghong seemed a little crowded because of the extra Huo Qinghong. At this time, Huo Qinghong asked: "Youyou, have you stayed by your elder brother to do coroner?"

When Huo Weilou handled the case, Bo Ruoyou followed, which was almost the same as when he was in Luozhou.

Bo Ruoyou hurriedly said, "It's not the case. It was the Marquis who recommended the young lady to the Jingzhao Prefecture Office to be on duty."

Huo Qinghong was stunned, "Are you still on duty in the yamen?"

Seeing Bo Ruoyou nodding, Huo Qinghong looked a little surprised. He was a coroner in Qingzhou and a coroner in Luozhou. Now he has returned to the capital and still wants to do coroner. At the beginning, he suspected that Bo Ruoyou had bad intentions about Huo Weilou, but now it seems that he was wrong, "Is this the first case you handled in Jingzhao Mansion?"

Bo Ruoyou answered, and Huo Qinghong sighed, and Huo Wei said, "It is still difficult to explain that the murderer knew that the Feng family girl had a cinnabar mole."

I just learned that Feng Wodan had fallen into the water here. Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou both felt that the murderer might have seen a cinnabar mole on her back when she was changing clothes. But the shopkeeper said that there was no one else there that day, which made him dispel the suspicion.

Bo Ruoyou said: "Just just now, the shopkeeper can't remember it clearly. I'm afraid he can't remember the situation that day. It's better to ask Miss Li, who is the one who brought Feng Wodan into the poetry club."

Huo Weilou nodded, "It's time to ask."

Huo Qinghong looked at Bo Ruoyou and then at Huo Weilou. Seeing that both of them were calm and he didn't dare to say much, the carriage slowly headed towards the Marquis' Mansion. When he returned to the Marquis' Mansion, the sun was already setting west.

Ning Xiao had already returned to the Marquis' Mansion. As soon as Huo Weilou entered the mansion, Ning Xiao came up, "Marty, Lu Wenhe has brought it."

Huo Weilou raised his eyebrows, "How did you ask at Lu Jijiu's Mansion?"

Ning Xiao said: "Lu Wenhe is indeed Lu Jijiu's nephew, but the two cousins ​​are a bit far apart. In the early years, Lu Wenhe was considered a good student among the younger generations. Lu Jijiu valued him a little and often gave him some advice. Lu Jijiu knew that he was quite talented in the capital, so he was quite happy. He even advised Lu Wenhe to continue his studies, but he was rejected by Lu Wenhe."

Huo Weilou stared at him, "Why refuse?"

Ning Xiao said: "Lu Jijiu only said that Lu Wenhe seemed to be a little afraid of the court, and he felt that when he entered the court, his literary talent would be buried. Lu Jijiu thought about it and felt that his indifference to fame and fortune was actually a good thing, so he never mentioned it again. A few years ago, when their family was in trouble, Lu Jijiu had more support. In recent years, Lu Wenhe had made a living, so he helped him less, and he didn't walk much during this period. When his subordinates went to investigate, Lu Jijiu only thought that Lu Wenhe had done something bad, but his subordinates did not disclose it. Later, Lu Jijiu sent his servants to guide the way, so his subordinates looked for the Lu family."

"Lu Wenhe's house is in Anningfang, and both of his parents are there. When he was in charge, Lu Wenhe was painting in the study. When he came out, he still had ink traces on his body. After a few words, his subordinates told him to tell him that he was coming to Wu Zhaohou's mansion. He didn't ask too much, but the person looked a little nervous."

Ning Xiao said while walking that when he walked outside the reception hall, he had already explained what he saw at the Lu family. Huo Weilou nodded, first saw Eunuch Fu waiting at the door, and then saw the young man in white shirt waiting in the hall.

Lu Wenhe was a little slim and hunched. He sat in an open chair and looked a little cramped. He didn't see the style of the most talented man in the capital. It was not until he heard footsteps outside that he suddenly stood up, thrust his back, and a bit of literary and religious spirit was restored between his eyebrows and eyes.

Seeing Huo Weilou strode, Lu Wenhe came out a few steps and bowed to salute, "Greetings to the Marquis."

Huo Weilou waved his hand and walked straight to the main seat. When he sat down, he looked at Lu Wenhe up and down. Few people could calm down their minds under Huo Weilou's gaze, and Lu Wenhe was the same. His eyes fell on the floor tiles in front of him, and there was a little panic in his eyes.

After a while, Huo Weilou spoke, "Lu Da Caizi--"

Lu Wenhe quickly glanced at Huo Weilou and said in fear and fear, "Don't dare" and Huo Weilou asked straight to the point: "Do you recognize Wei Ling?"

Lu Wenhe frowned, "I'm here... I don't know you."

Huo Weilou's lips were slightly bent, "I really don't know?"

After asking this, Lu Wenhe pursed the corners of his lips and hesitated, not daring to assert that he would not recognize him anymore.

Huo Weilou played with the black jade ring on his knuckles, and the corners of his lips were clearly raised, which was ridiculous and not even reaching his eyes. "Wei Ling died by the Yuxi River in the east of the city. Not only did he die, but he also died miserably. I guess you know about this."

Lu Wenhe's back was slightly stiff, and his hands that fell beside him clenched slightly. There were indeed two ink marks on his cuffs. Huo Weilou stopped talking, so he had to wait for him to speak leisurely. The silent pressure was the most compulsory. Lu Wenhe knew where he was, but Huo Weilou did not speak harshly, and he was already very kind.

Sweat beads spread out from his forehead, Lu Wenhe's expression changed a few times, and he finally said, "Report to the Marquis, I recognize the second lady of the Wei family."

Huo Weilou looked up at him for a moment, "Tell me, look."

Lu Wenhe was just awkward before, but now his face turned pale and sweated. "The first time we met was half a year ago. Last June, in June, I rarely went to the literary meeting at the Zhongyi Bo Mansion. But that time, Prince Zhongyi bought the paintings he had. He then showed his face. That day, I recognized the second lady. The second lady was innocent and said she appreciated the literary talent. She asked if she could teach her poetry and prose in the future. She knew that she was a talent now, but she only sold poetry and prose as a student, so she said that she could give her a very high level of comfort."

Lu Wenhe's face was red and red, "Although I sell paintings, poetry, I can't teach the lady of the Bo Mansion. Besides, she has a clear sense of admiration, but her status is low, and it cannot delay her, so she refused. After that, I haven't seen her for a long time. The last time was three months ago, before the Chinese New Year, several classmates in the academy set up a fairy fair on the banks of Weiyang Lake. Because they were classmates, I went there. That day, when Lingxiao Poetry Club was on the Weiyang Lake, she saw me again. When it was dark, I was going back home, but she followed and grabbed me-"
To be continued...