Ning Xiao walked to Huo Weilou at this time and leaned over and said, "I asked his parents. On the day when the second lady in the uncle's house had an accident, he was indeed at home."

Huo Weilou nodded, his expression was very ordinary, "Then how did you learn that something happened to Wei Ling?"

Wei Ling died by the Yuxi River. Although many people surrounded him at that time, no one knew Wei Ling's identity. Later, as soon as the person was taken back to Yizhuang, someone from Zhongqin's mansion took Wei Ling's body back. After taking him back to the mansion, the old lady of the Bo Mansion did not handle the funeral. Except for the most familiar family, everyone else did not know that the lady of the Bo Mansion was murdered and killed. Now that the incident has been happening for many days, there is almost no circulating in the market. How did Lu Wenhe know that something happened to Wei Ling?

Lu Wenhe said calmly: "I don't know much about this, but it's a bit circulating among aristocratic families. The villain met Prince Zhongyi the day before yesterday, so he learned about it."

Lu Wenhe said that Prince Zhongyi had bought his paintings, and he also went to the literary club of Bo Zhongyi's mansion, which sounded like no flaws.

Huo Weilou Zhanyan, "That's how it is, it's a misunderstanding of Lu Caizi."

Lu Wenhe's back was straightened, and his face was also relaxed three points faster. "I dare not. If something happened to Miss Wei, it would be great if I could help her. It's a pity that I didn't have much interaction with her."

Huo Weilou nodded, glanced at his left hand that fell beside him, and said calmly: "Since that's the case, you can go home. This case has nothing to do with you. If you really have something to ask you, I'll send someone to your house to find you."

Lu Wenhe breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his hand, turned around and retreated.

When he left, Huo Qinghong said, "This is Lu Wenhe, it's not exactly what I thought."

Ning Xiao asked: "Mr. Marquis, do you really think he has nothing to do with the case?"

Huo Weilou smiled coldly, "If Wei Ling only admired Lu Wenhe, she would not have to hide her even if she bought a painting. Wei Ling even had to hide her maid. This Hou guessed that the two of them had more than two encounters."

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment and ordered: "Send someone to stare at Lu Wenhe and find another opportunity to try his skills, especially to see if his left hand has been injured."

Ning Xiao responded, and Bo Ruoyou stepped forward and said, "Marty, I'm afraid I'll have to go to Bo's Mansion to ask. Wei Ling admires Lu Wenhe, the people in Bo's Mansion, especially the personal maid, and it is impossible for him to be completely unaware of it."

Huo Weilou nodded. At this time, a guard walked in from outside and said something to Eunuch Fu first. Eunuch Fu entered the door and said, "Mr. Marquis, Lord Sun is here."

Sun Zhao brought Wu Xiang with him. Huo Weilou ordered the two of them to enter. Sun Zhao said, "I don't know if I have found any tests when I went to Bo Mansion yesterday. Wu Xiang of the Li family has already brought people to ask, and the questions asked by Miss Li family have also answered."

Huo Weilou asked, "What did you say?"

Sun Zhao looked at Wu Xiang, and Wu Xiang said, "The first time I went to the Li family, the lady Li family was clearly in the house, but she was closed. She went with the embroidered clothes and saw someone just now. Miss Li said that the last time she met Miss Feng was at the poetry meeting on the Lantern Festival. After that, the poetry club had not been in good health, so she never met. She also said that she had a very good relationship with Miss Feng on weekdays, but she didn't know why she was killed. She knew that there was a cinnabar mole on her back, but she had never told anyone about this."

"Miss Li's family also said that there are not many people who have a good relationship with Miss Feng, either they are close to someone but hide it from her. Therefore, she has never said anything useful. In addition to this lady, there is also a young master, the brother of Miss Li's family. He also recognizes Miss Feng. We asked him, and he knows less about Miss Feng, and basically doesn't know about it after asking."

This made me find nothing again. Bo Ruoyou thought about what he saw on the pleasure boat, but he wanted to ask Miss Li again about what she saw on the pleasure boat in Weiyang Lake. Wu Xiang was shocked, "I didn't hear Miss Li mention this, but after a long time, it may be that she didn't expect to ask me tomorrow."

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment, "One is that the Li family wants to inquire again, and the other is that Lu Wenhe has a lot of doubts, and the Bo Mansion also needs to ask questions. Wei Ling admires Lu Wenhe. If what Lu Wenhe said is true, will anyone else use her admiration for Lu Wenhe and secretly do something? Wei Ling has not found any other doubts for the time being. Only the admiration for talents is very likely to give the murderer an opportunity to take advantage of it."

After pausing, Huo Weilou said again: "Feng's family, Feng Wodan's behavior on February 2 was quite strange. It seemed that she was deliberately throwing away her maid. She might also want to meet someone privately, and she needs to focus on this."

Ning Xiao immediately said: "Go down and do it."

After running for more than half a day, the sun was setting west. Huo Weilou originally intended to keep them in the mansion for meals, but suddenly an servant came from the palace. The servant came anxiously and said in front of Sun Zhao and others: "Marty, come into the palace quickly, Your Majesty is waiting for you."

Bo Ruoyou was waiting aside, and when he saw this, he felt a little nervous. Could something be wrong?

The eunuch Fuquan, who came to Emperor Jianhe, was the same as Eunuch Fu, who first urged Huo Weilou. Seeing this, Huo Weilou had to change clothes and prepare to enter the palace. At the moment of changing clothes, Fuquan looked at Bo Ruoyou, "This girl is—"

Eunuch Fu smiled and said, "This is the new coroner that the Marquis has found."

Bo Ruoyou was surprised by Fu Quanfu. Fu Quan was slightly surprised for a moment. When he wanted to ask again, Huo Weilou had already come out. He told Eunuch Fu a few words, then looked at Bo Ruoyou and left the mansion.

As soon as he left, Ning Xiao spoke. Seeing that it was getting late, Ning Xiao said, "It's too late to go to Bo Mansion at this time. Let's go to Bo Mansion tomorrow, and then ask the Feng family and Li family members to go to the government office to ask questions."

Sun Zhao and Wu Xiang responded naturally, so everyone stood up and said goodbye. Eunuch Fu sent everyone to the door of the mansion. Bo Ruoyou took the carriage from the morning to go home, but he came out of Lanzhengfang. Seeing that it was not dark, Bo Ruoyou suddenly had a thought. She lifted the curtain and told Uncle Liang, "Uncle Liang, don't go home for now, go to Changshun Street on the east side of Yuxi River."

Uncle Liang responded and walked towards Changshun Street. The Moyi Calligraphy and Painting Museum was on Changshun Street, not too far from home, so it was not a waste of time.

Lu Wenhe's paintings are sold here, and Wei Ling often comes here to ask about Lu Wenhe's poems and paintings, but the place where he was killed is just by the nearby river. Although Bo Ruoyou has followed the Feng family and Bo Mansion in the past few days, he has not yet gone to the place where Wei Ling was killed. Although it is impossible to leave clues, she is now confused and she has the intention of patroling.

When the carriage was parked in front of the Moyi Painting Museum, a man in blue was talking to the shopkeeper in the painting museum.

The shopkeeper didn't know what he saw, and burst into an exclaim, "Okay, great, especially this word, it's simply imitated. If it goes well this time, I will just share with you..."

The voice suddenly fell down. Bo Ruoyou had not heard it clearly. When he got off the carriage and walked to the door, he saw the man in blue smile and responded gently. The shopkeeper said, "It is not easy to know that you have a sister, so don't worry. I will definitely sell you a good price for the paintings you should guard against in the future."

After saying this, the shopkeeper saw Bo Ruoyou at a glance. He was shocked and rolled up the painting in front of him and said to the man in blue: "Okay, I'll go find you if there is news. It's getting late. You can go back."

The man smiled and thanked him. He turned around and saw Bo Ruoyou. A stunning look flashed in his eyes. He nodded at Bo Ruoyou before walking out. The shopkeeper walked forward respectfully, "Miss, why are you back?"

Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou had only been here in the morning, so the shopkeeper naturally would not mistake it. Seeing her only one, the shopkeeper was a little confused. But Bo Ruoyou looked at the man who left, "Is this the one who consigned calligraphy and paintings to you?"

The shopkeeper knew that she heard their conversation and said generously: "The main thing is imitation paintings. The one he drew is very good, but he has no talent and can't even sell what he painted. However, imitation paintings are very good, especially landscape paintings. Several expensive antique landscape paintings in the villain's shop were all made by him."

"That's a pity." Bo Ruoyou said.

Only Bo Ruoyou came. The shopkeeper was not as frightened as morning and spoke casually. "It's not a pity. At least he has this skill. At least he met a shopkeeper like a villain. If he met a person with no conscience, he would just give him a few twenty taels of silver in a painting. The villain will give him at least 10% to 20% of the money."

Bo Ruoyou smiled, "Harmony brings wealth, the shopkeeper is kind, and business can naturally be better and better."

The shopkeeper bowed happily, "I'll give you a good word." After saying that, he asked uncertainly: "What is the lady doing now? She's not here to buy paintings, but it's for the girl's business?"

Bo Ruoyou came twice. Whether there was Huo Weilou or not, the shopkeeper was calm and could not see any cover. Bo Ruoyou said, "No, it's for that talented man Lu."

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows, "Miss wants to buy his painting?"

Bo Ruoyou smiled gently and said, "I don't buy it, but I want to see his paintings and poems. People often say words like the person, but I think the paintings are the same..."

The shopkeeper suspected that Lu Wenhe was related to the girl they were asking about in the morning, and he was even more convinced at this moment. He was a little afraid that he would cause trouble. "It's okay if the girl wants to see it, but... it's just a small shop but I don't know anything."

Bo Ruoyou promised that the shopkeeper asked Bo Ruoyou to wait.

The shopkeeper entered the inner room for a moment and soon brought out a stack of poetry collections and two paintings from the inside. "These are all imitations, and they are made by three people. Lu Caizi's authentic products are sold well, but others are still there. This imitation is not as good as ancient paintings. The lady should know that the longer this industry, the more famous the more valuable the things are. These imitations are, those who like Lu Caizi but have no money to buy authentic products, at most ten taels of silver."

Bo Ruoyou randomly read the collection of poems, and saw that most of the poems written by Lu Wenhe were of wonderful meaning and unrestrained work. Their writings were beautiful and their intentions were lofty. There were works of describing scenery and chanting objects fresh and elegant, and they also criticized the current ills and sympathy. Even Bo Ruoyou was not good at poetry. After reading one poem at a time, he couldn't help but be attracted by Lu Wenhe's literary talent.

His life is not ugly, and he is even quite elegant, but he does not look very outstanding. The pride and open-mindedness in the poems is not reflected in his eyebrows and eyes, and he lacks the arrogance of literary style. When he first reads, he even wonders that the person who can write these poems has such a demeanor. But when he thinks of Lu Wenhe's origin, Bo Ruoyou is a little relieved.

He was also from a family, but his family was in a downturn and had to sell poetry, calligraphy and painting to make a living. Just like Wei Ling said that he would buy his calligraphy and paintings at all costs. He was not only unhappy, but also angry. Such a person might only hide his ambitions in his heart and dare not show them on his face. Bo Ruoyou sighed a little, but as he flipped through, he suddenly saw a poem about homesickness.

"Chuling crosses across the clouds... Chuling, is Lu Caizi from Chuzhou?"

Bo Ruoyou asked, but the shopkeeper smiled bitterly for a moment, "I don't know this villain, saying it was Lu Jijiu's nephew, maybe it was the clan's land in Chuzhou?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded and looked through the other poems. After reading a stick of incense, he collected the poems with an unfinished desire. These collections are all the same set, but the imitation writers are different, and the brushstrokes can still be distinguished. Bo Ruoyou looked at them and took out the last one, "This book is written very well."

Bo Ruoyou turned over the rubbings of the previous dynasty's calligraphy that Wei Ling bought, and naturally knew how sharp the calligraphy style was. She moved slightly in her heart and planned to buy this collection of poems. When she paid the silver, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Miss, good-looking. This collection of poems was written by the person you met just now. He could imitate several kinds of words, and each one was written very well."

The shopkeeper seemed to show his keen eyes to recognize people, and said, "He is even more amazing in preventing paintings. From paintings, to inscriptions, seals, and mounting, there is nothing he can't do. He is really a versatile person, so the villain valued him. When he brought the first painting to ask the villain to help consign, the villain knew that he was amazing, and he offered a higher price than he expected."

Bo Ruoyou was surprised. She just wanted to buy a collection of poems to learn about Lu Wenhe, but she didn't want to meet the copywriter of the collection just now, which was really fate. "The shopkeeper is also his mentor."

As he said that, Bo Ruoyou pointed to the two paintings, the shopkeeper unfolded the scroll, "One of which was seen for the lady and the adults in the morning, and the other one was an imitation from earlier. It was not done and it has not been sold."

The second scroll was opened, and Bo Ruoyou saw that the strokes in the lower right corner had not been processed completely. Even she could see flaws. Others who knew how to draw were naturally more eye-catching. The shopkeeper pointed to the painting and said, "Although there were flaws in the painting, the lady should be able to see that Lu Dacai's paintings were quite styled. You can tell by looking at his composition and writing-"

Bo Ruoyou seemed to understand but didn't understand, and asked again, "Can he draw people?"

The shopkeeper nodded, "Draw, of course, paint-"

Bo Ruoyou's eyes were slightly brighter, but the shopkeeper said, "He painted a goddess very well, but he didn't draw any pictures of ordinary ladies and beautiful women."

This statement made Bo Ruoyou's eyes darken. If he really likes women in red skirts and beauties with cinnabar moles, it is impossible for a person who devotes himself to poetry, calligraphy and painting to reveal any clues, but Lu Wenhe did not paint beauty pictures.

Nodded, Bo Ruoyou looked at the imitation of unerrorized painting, "Is this painting imitated by the young master just now?"

After asking the shopkeeper, he smiled, "No, it was imitated by others. He was arrogant and imitated by others' paintings, but he did not imitate Lu Caizi's paintings. He said that he had the skill to imitate the works of the previous dynasty."

Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. If he was really arrogant, why did he still expand Lu Wenhe's collection of poems?

Thinking of this in his heart, Ruo was a little rude to say it. Bo Ruo smiled lightly and didn't say anything. He held the collection of poems and felt that it was gaining something. Seeing that it was almost dark, he said goodbye to the boss, and told him not to mention this matter to Lu Wenhe. The boss was afraid of causing trouble, so he naturally responded in a hurry.

Bo Ruoyou left the calligraphy and painting museum, first passed two alleys to the Yuxi River, and then asked people about the old dyeing workshop upstream. Before the dyeing workshop, the night had completely fallen, and the journey she came was remote. Bo Ruoyou was thinking that it was almost dark when Wei Ling came that day, so how dare she walk into such a remote place alone?

Unless there is someone who trusts to accompany her, or she has a reason to come even if she is afraid.

The water flows in the Yuxi River, and the dyeing workshop is located on the river beach. The wooden door of the outer courtyard has been damaged. It is now open. When standing outside the door, you can see the wooden racks for drying cloth in the yard, but most of them are scattered on the ground. Outside the courtyard wall are several large dyeing vats. The mixed dye inside exudes a rotten smell. On the gentle slope of the river beach, a piece of stain left by dyes is particularly obvious. This place is dilapidated and dirty, and the surrounding houses are all a little distance away. With the sound of running water, I am afraid that even if Wei Ling called for help, no one would hear it.

Bo Ruoyou looked into the yard with the dim light cast from afar. She looked clearly in front of her, but deeper in the yard was pitch black. When Bo Ruoyou was a little nervous, she suddenly saw a shadow flashing in the distance. Her face changed, "Who is there?"

When Uncle Liang heard this, he immediately walked up and said, "There is someone in the yard?"

A layer of sweat broke out in Bo Ruoyou's palm. At this time, a cat rushed out of the yard. It was a wild cat with dark body. The black cat rushed towards a wall hole next to the yard gate. After drilling out of the wall hole, he looked at Bo Ruoyou spiritually. It was a pair of green cat eyes, facing the glimmer of light in the distance, and the ghost eyes made Bo Ruoyou's heart stutter.

"Miss, don't be afraid, it's a cat." Uncle Liang comforted her.

Bo Ruoyou breathed a sigh of relief, "This place is usually the only cats come." He looked around again, and Bo Ruoyou said, "It's getting late, go back, the adoptive father should be worried."

Arriving on the carriage, Bo Ruoyou and Uncle Liang went home together.

That night, Bo Ruoyou slept a little uneasy and had another nightmare. In the dream, the cat's eyes turned into human eyes. Green light flashed, and he looked at her bloodily. She blinked, but the human eyes turned into smiles again. However, the smile was cruel and vicious. Bo Ruoyou was shocked and woke up.

It was not yet bright, and Bo Ruoyou felt a little uneasy after getting up. He was afraid when he first started the autopsy, but she had not been like this for a long time. Could it be that she almost fell into the river yesterday and was scared?

Bo Ruoyou caressed his heart, and thought that Huo Weilou saved him again, following Huo Weilou, as if all her dangers would be resolved by him. It was really light to say that he was her noble person.

Yesterday, Huo Weilou did not say that she was going to the Marquis' Mansion today, so she should go to the yamen first. As soon as she got out of the yamen, she heard a sound of horse hooves galloping towards her. When she turned around, she saw Ning Xiao coming.

Ning Xiao was also a little surprised when he saw her, as if he didn't expect her to be so early.

"Deputy Commander." Bo Ruoyou was blessed with a blessing.

Ning Xiao waved his hand, "You don't have to be too polite to me."

After saying that, a few strange things flashed between Ning Xiao's eyebrows and eyes, he went to the yamen without saying much. He said as he walked: "I have sent people to the Feng family and the Li family, and bring the Miss Li family and the Feng family maids to ask."

Bo Ruoyou thought that embroidered clothes made him have a tough attitude when handling the case. If the yamen staff came to the door, he would have worked harder and went into the back hall to wait for two incense sticks. Miss Li was invited first.

The lady Li's name is Yuluo. When she entered the door, she was supported by a maid. She was holding a veil while walking. She was pale and her sickness was not fake, but she couldn't hide her panic in her eyes. She stood in the hall with a particularly sick and weak feeling.

Ning Xiao asked Bo Ruoyou to ask, and Bo Ruoyou said straight to the point: "Miss Li, do you still remember the day when you and Miss Feng were on the pleasure boat last autumn, but that day when Miss Feng fell into the lake?"
To be continued...