Ming Guilan came quickly. When the sound of the wheelchair turning fell into the hall, Bo Ruoyou looked up suspiciously. When he saw that Ming Guilan was coming, she stood up in surprise, "Young Master Ming?"

Ming Guilan was also very surprised to see her, "Miss Bo, why are you here?"

Huo Weilou heard the movement and came out of the study, saying concisely: "She is now working as a coroner in the Jingzhao Prefecture Office." After that, she walked towards the side hall, "Let the person you see is not here, please follow me."

The attendant pushed Ming Guilan to the side hall, and Bo Ruoyou blinked and followed.

In the ear room, Lu Wenhe curled up on a short couch, trembling all over. He heard the sound and looked at him slowly, but seemed to not recognize the person. He was completely confused. Ming Guilan frowned, "What's going on?"

He was obviously not a guest when he threw the person in the ear room, but he must be a very important person when he came here in the middle of the night.

Huo Weilou said coldly: "It's the suspect. There are still several important joints that have not been examined, but the person goes crazy first. To cure him, I have something to ask."

Ming Guilan's face suddenly appeared, and he stepped forward to ask for his pulse and treated him.

Bo Ruoyou stood not far away and looked a little suspiciously. He couldn't help but ask Eunuch Fu beside him, "What's wrong?"

Eunuch Fu seemed to smile for a moment, "This talented man Lu was not so afraid when asked about his second lady from the Bo Mansion. However, after he was revealed to have written his poems for others, he became like this."

Bo Ruoyou understood that what Lu Wenhe was most afraid of was not that he had personal interests with Wei Ling, but that he actually didn't have that great talent.

At this point, Bo Ruoyou felt a stern in his heart, "Are his poems really written for others?"

Eunuch Fu nodded and said, "He also drew a painting, which seemed to be the painting of the second lady in Bo's house after she untied her belt. It should have also painted the cinnabar mole on the second lady's body."

Bo Ruoyou was shocked, "The murderer has seen this painting!"

Eunuch Fu should have been, "So the Marquis had sent someone to search and had to continue interrogating, but Lu Wenhe became like this, so he had to invite Mr. Ming over overnight."

It was already the second half of the night, and Eunuch Fu couldn't help but say, "Youyou, do you want to go to bed for a while?"

Before Bo Ruoyou could answer, Huo Weilou also came over. Without asking Bo Ruoyou, he directly ordered Eunuch Fu, "Take her to rest."

Bo Ruoyou wanted to speak but stopped, but Huo Weilou looked at her without any doubt. Eunuch Fu smiled and pulled her arm, "Okay, I won't use you here anymore, go and rest."

Bo Ruoyou then got lucky and left with Eunuch Fu.

Ming Guilan was skilled in medical skills. He prescribed prescriptions and used acupuncture. After an hour, Lu Wenhe had woken up leisurely and recovered his mind. Seeing Huo Weilou and the embroidered clothes all over the room, he was still frightened. Before Huo Weilou could ask, he cried and told himself.

"I never wanted to harm Wei Ling, I don't know why she was killed, I don't know..."

He hurried in one place, gasping for breath as if a dying person. Huo Weilou stared at him and said, "Who have seen the paintings of Wei Ling you painted?"

Lu Wenhe cried with tears on his face and shook his head, "No one has ever seen it. I dare not take that painting home. They are all placed in the bookstore. If there are no people coming to my bookstore, how could anyone else see it?"

"Not often people come... means that someone has been there, who is it?"

Lu Wenhe's eyelids twitched, "Is it...a few students who wrote for me..."

After saying this, he got up with great difficulty, got off the bed and knelt on the ground, then looked up at Huo Weilou with a begging look, "Marty, beg Martyr, this matter... This matter has nothing to do with the case, please don't tell others..."

Huo Weilou sneered, "Don't tell others so that you can use the talented man's reputation to make money and deceive other women?"

Lu Wenhe's tears of despair were filled with tears of despair, but Huo Weilou brought me some pens, "Write down the names, ages, and address of those students one by one, and do not miss them."

Lu Wenhe trembledly and took the pen to write. After finishing writing, Huo Weilou saw that there were all men. He frowned and asked, "Does there a woman have been to your library?"

Lu Wenhe shook his head immediately, "I have never...I have never..."

This made Huo Weilou frowned. He got what he got from the pleasure boat, plus what the silk shop servant said, the person who appeared on the pleasure boat at that time was a young woman, but when Lu Wenhe came here, no young woman had ever appeared.

Even though this woman was not the murderer, she deliberately got on the boat and left with the intention of peeping. Both the man and the murderer were cunning and sneaky people, at least they knew each other.

Huo Weilou was going to deduce and retreat again and again. He took the list written by Lu Wenhe and went out. An embroidered envoy followed him. He ordered: "Please lock Lu Wenhe to the Jingzhao Prefecture Office first. These people will go to visit after dawn."

The embroidered clothes envoy left, and Eunuch Fu also came back. Huo Weilou looked over and said, "Don't worry, Marquis, you have settled down. It's time for you to go and rest."

Ming Guilan also followed behind and heard this and said, "What kind of case is this? I heard that Wei family is Wei Ling, the one in Zhongqin Mansion?"

Huo Weilou nodded, "The second lady of the Bo Mansion was murdered, and three people died in this case."

Ming Guilan's face was slightly dark, and he looked at the direction when Eunuch Fu came for a moment, "I didn't expect that Miss Bo would still be a coroner when she entered Beijing."

Eunuch Fu smiled and said, "Not only do you work for the coroner, but you also just happened to help the Marquis."

This statement seems true but is teasing Huo Weilou. Huo Weilou shook his head and said, "It's too late, you either stay in the mansion for one night."

Ming Guilan smiled, "My carriage is outside, there is no need, it's not far away." After a slight pause, Ming Guilan said, "Your Highness the Princess has been a little bad these days. If the Marquis is free, go over and take a look."

Huo Weilou's eyes were slightly lighter when he heard this, and he nodded in response.

Ming Guilan left, and Eunuch Fu had just returned to serve Huo Weilou and rested. By dawn, Ning Xiao came back with the person who was searching for physical evidence. Before Huo Weilou got up, Bo Ruoyou woke up first. As soon as he arrived at the main courtyard, he saw Ning Xiao bringing back several boxes of book volumes and scrolls waiting in the main hall.

Ning Xiao ran all night, and was also tired at this moment. When he saw Bo Ruoyou staying in the mansion for a night, his expression became a little strange again.

"Deputy Commander." Bo Ruoyou walked up to him and blessed his body, "Are all these searched from Lu Wenhe?"

Ning Xiao nodded, his face was cold, and it was obvious that Bo Ruoyou looked at him with anticipation. He had to say in a deep voice: "Most of them were found in his wine shop, including the paintings made for Wei Ling, and some of them were obviously not from his poems. They were mostly painted by others, and they were used for him to copy and then signed with him."

"May the young woman take a look?" Bo Ruoyou asked.

Ning Xiao frowned, then turned around impatiently and nodded. Bo Ruoyou felt that Ning Xiao was a little dissatisfied with her. For some reason, he was about to look through the scene, but Huo Weilou walked out of the inner room.

Bo Ruoyou hurriedly stood up to salute, Huo Weilou waved his hand and looked straight into the cage, "How?"

Ning Xiao looked upright and said the words just now, adding: "The paintings he said were found, and they were hidden in the cabinets in the bookstore. They are not often seen on weekdays. In addition, there are some uncommon paintings and other objects on the market. When he was in the Lu family, his parents knew about the things he asked someone to write for him. He not only asked someone to write poetry, but also asked someone to paint. However, he became famous and the silver he earned from selling calligraphy, painting poetry and essays is increasing. The couple pretended not to know.

"According to Mr. Lu, Lu Wenhe was indeed quite smart since childhood, but after he was ten years old, he was unable to study. When he passed the imperial examination, he learned some of the juren's questions in advance. After betting the right treasure, Lu Wenhe himself understood that he felt guilty and fell ill on the day of the Spring Examination. He did not go because of this disease. Since then, he has never had any more exams."

"A three years ago, he copied a painting of a scholar selling paintings for the first time. The painting was sold by the scholar in the calligraphy and painting museum. It was very cheap. After he bought it home, he added a few fakes to make his own paintings. At that time, no one at the literary meeting knew that he was a copycat, but some people praised his paintings for its lofty artistic conception. In addition, everyone knew that he was Lu Jijiu's nephew and was considered a famous family. At that time, he paid a hundred taels of silver to buy it."

"His reputation began with that painting. Later, he found that each of the scholar's paintings was in his heart, so he bought the man's paintings and copied them. After selling about two more paintings, the scholar came to the door."

"Scholars are also students who failed. Although they are good at painting, they have no status or reputation. They cannot sell poetry and paintings for price. Lu Wenhe first comforted him with a lot of money, and then told him that if he painted for him in the future, the silver sold for each ritual can be divided into 30% of the money, and even if it is only 30%, it will be more than the silver he used to sell ten paintings."

"The scholar could not, so he had to agree. There were many scholars in the capital. Many foreigners could not find decent work after they failed the exam, and they could hardly make a living. They did some heavy work. They refused. At first, it was just the scholar who painted Lu Wenhe. Later, the scholar's fellow villager learned about this. The fellow villager was also a miserable person, so he also had a thought, especially when he wrote poems and essays, he was just an ordinary person without reputation. Not to mention giving a collection for himself, it was difficult to make his poems show his appearance at the literary meeting. So, this person not only helped Lu Wenhe paint, but also helped him write poems--"

"Later, the first scholar left the capital, and his fellow villager helped Lu Wenhe to write. Calculated, the money he helped Lu Wenhe to write was several times as much as he earned on weekdays. On weekdays, he painted ten paintings, and maybe even one of them could not be sold within a month. Now, it is a safe deal for Lu Wenhe to write. Therefore, in the past or two years, this person has helped Lu Wenhe a lot."

Huo Weilou frowned when he heard this. He liked art in the aristocratic circles of the capital, but there were not many truly talented scholars. Therefore, he promoted Lu Wenhe, a thief, who was crowing and thieves, but no one cared about the truly talented scholars.

"Last night, Lu Wenhe had confessed. Now, there are still three people who are writing poems and paintings for him, and they have all been to his bookstore. Let's take a break today and let others visit later."

Ning Xiao responded and said, "I found a few new paintings in his bookstore. It should have been chosen by others. Lu Wenhe was later named even more, and he even chose one or two of their paintings."

Huo Weilou frowned, "Is there no student thinking about revealing him?"

Ning Xiao shook his head, "He gave money to the best, and with Lu Jijiu's nephew, these people who have no identity and back dared not provoke him easily. I heard that some people once saw that his later paintings were not his own, but at that time he supported them, and no one believed them at all. Instead, the person who exposed them was criticized."

Ning Xiao pointed to the box cage again, "In addition to the bookstore, he also found several paintings that Lu Wenhe had halfway through the paintings of Lu Wenhe in the Lu family. His father said that Lu Wenhe would not let those people go to their houses. The wine shop was remote and no one knew it was the Lu family's property. Ordinary, he would have privately met with a few students who were writing on behalf of him there."

He asked all the causes and consequences very clearly. Huo Weilou nodded and asked Ning Xiao to go down and rest. Ning Xiao followed him for many years, so naturally he also rested in the Hou's Mansion. As soon as he left, Bo Ruoyou went to read the calligraphy, painting, poetry and prose again.

She quickly found a half-closed picture of a beauty.

The beauty was wearing a water-red gauze dress. The gauze dress was half-falling, revealing the thin shoulders and the cinnabar mole on her heart, and half-exposed her round chest, which was bulging under the gauze. The beauty's arms were crossed and half-resisted on the couch, and the ink hair was pressed down like a waterfall. Her facial features could be vaguely similar to Wei Ling's eyebrows and eyes.

Although this painting is not naked, it is really private and ashamed. Bo Ruoyou said suspiciously: "How did Wei Ling be confused by him to this look?"

Even though he admired Lu Wenhe, Wei Ling had a very good ethics since he was a child, so he had just met in private. The painting of such a wide-clothed dress was really extraordinary. Huo Weilou walked up, looked at the painting, frowned and said, "Lu Wenhe knew some tricks to suck people. Even though Wei Ling was wary at the beginning, he was already under control for him later, and he was only thinking about how to make him happy."

Bo Ruoyou remembered what Wei Lingxin wrote, his words were ambiguous and explicit, which was very different from the poetry and books she had learned on weekdays. However, she seemed to understand what Huo Weilou said, "Is it Lu Wenhe who lured her? Or was she forcing her?"

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment and said, "It's not just that simple. Wei Ling is innocent in nature and admires him. He saw this and wanted to control Wei Ling from the beginning, making her inferior and cowardly, and making her body and mind tied to him alone, making her admire him even more obedient, and no longer have his own likes and dislikes, and no will to speak of."

Huo Weilou sighed a little, "We usually only use this torture method to defeat the mind when interrogating the suspects, but Lu Wenhe is ill-intentioned but Wei Ling is almost unable to escape. If Wei Ling is not killed, it will be like falling into the abyss in the future."

Bo Ruoyou heard the back of his back was chilling, and he felt that killing people without blood was just like this. She looked at the person on the painting, and felt compassion and distress for a moment. She rolled up the scroll and went to read other books. When she saw it, she turned over something amazing. When she opened it, she thought she was dazzled. She closed the book and read it again. Sure enough, she still had a picture of two people.

Her face suddenly turned red, and the noise of closing the book was too loud. Huo Weilou looked over, "What?"

Bo Ruoyou shook her head. When Huo Weilou was about to reach out to get the book, she took a step back and hid the book behind her. Huo Weilou raised her eyebrows high, "What are you doing?"

"This... the Marquis of the Marquis doesn't need to read the book."

Huo Weilou was a little amused and crying, "How come I don't have to see it?"

Bo Ruoyou was originally smart, but now he stuttered, "Really, he is not important physical evidence..."

Huo Weilou looked at her for a moment, "Forget it, I won't look at it anymore."

Bo Ruoyou breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stuffed the book to the bottom of the box. He picked up a few books that seemed to be a collection of poems and flirting. On them were some erotic lyrics and erotic songs that were sung in the fireworks. After reading a few more books, they were also stories of talented men and beautiful women mixed with erotic lyrics. She now understands why Wei Ling wrote those explicit words, and she even hated Lu Wenhe for a while.

Huo Weilou was asking someone to visit several students who wrote the pen, but his eyes saw the red and white changes on Bo Ruoyou's face. He laughed a little. After he finished his order, he asked Bo Ruoyou to accompany him for breakfast.

Today, Huo Weilou is going to enter the palace. After breakfast, Huo Weilou left the mansion and asked Bo Ruoyou to stay in the mansion and wait for him to come back. But Bo Ruoyou thought that he had not returned home last night, so as soon as Huo Weilou left, she said goodbye and went home.

Eunuch Fu felt a little troubled when she looked like this. The old iron tree was blooming, but what should I do with this little iron tree?

Bo Ruoyou went home to accompany Cheng Yunzhi for lunch, and then took out the handkerchief placed in the wooden box, which wrapped the dirt taken out of Xu Wanshu's nails. Until now, she hadn't figured out what it was.

Bo Ruoyou pulled Cheng Yunzhi up to look. Cheng Yunzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a while and said, "I have been soaked in corpse water for many days. I can't tell what it was. So I wrap it in your towel and try soaking it with vinegar."

Bo Ruoyou naturally did what he said. After he got it done, Cheng Yunzhi looked at her and said, "You stayed in Wu Zhaohou's Mansion last night?"

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "Yes, it was midnight after packing the evidence, and he stopped in the Marquis' Mansion."

Cheng Yunzhi said suspiciously: "It is said that Wu Zhaohou does not like women to be a job, but now he treats you kindly, Youyou...you..."

Bo Ruoyou was a little confused, "What do you want to say to your foster father?"

Cheng Yunzhi hesitated for a few moments and said, "Wu Zhaohou has a high position and a powerful position. Although you are working with him, you are... but you are beautiful. He is now treating you like this, and he is a little worried about his father."

Bo Ruoyou reacted for a moment before she understood what Cheng Yunzhi meant. She laughed out loud, "Enjoyed father, you are really worried. You know that your daughter was responsible for the job. At that time, the magistrate Zhou did not let his daughter be the one, but why did he like to ask his daughter to help? Later, the prefect He also valued his daughter very much. Isn't this because his daughter is doing a safe job? The Marquis is no different from them, and it is true that the Marquis is not close to the woman. You don't know, the day my daughter entered the Marquis's Mansion, I heard a story-"
To be continued...