Bo Ruoyou looked at Huo Weilou, "Is the prince going to give it to the marquis?"

Huo Weilou didn't expect that she could guess it at once. She raised her eyebrows and was a little surprised. Bo Ruoyou laughed and said, "When I came, I saw a carriage leaving, but I don't know who it was. I went into the Marquis' Mansion and asked Eunuch Fu. My father-in-law said it was the prince and Mr. Ming who had been here."

Huo Weilou never expected that there would be such a thing. Seeing that he was speechless, Bo Ruoyou looked at the brocade box twice, "What did the prince send? The marquis doesn't seem to want me to know."

Seeing that Huo Weilou was a little embarrassed, she was very reasonable, "Forget it, I think it's a private property, I won't ask."

Hearing her words, Huo Weilou sighed, "He is not doing his job all day long, and sometimes he brings some things that are not worth four or six. The things he sent this time sounded a little strange. Although the things were left behind, I didn't take them to heart."

Bo Ruoyou looked at him suspiciously, as if he still couldn't believe it. Huo Weilou secretly scolded Huo Qinghong to implicate him, turned around and took the brocade box over, opened it and took out the jade bottle, "Look, this thing is called gold ointment, nobles are comparable to gold, which is quite refreshing and... It is a good effect of strengthening the body. He knew that I was often busy with official duties, so he brought this thing to offer treasures."

Bo Ruoyou heard strangely, "It sounds like a good thing." She took the jade bottle, opened the lid, put it on the end of her nose and sniffed it lightly, "What kind of medicinal herb is made of flowers and plants?"

When she smelled it, Huo Weilou felt nervous. But she thought that this thing was probably only useful to men, and her expression was unusual, "I don't know this, and Gui Lan couldn't see it."

Bo Ruoyou treated this product as a tonic, "Is it just a medicine introduction?"

There is a golden scent paste in the jade bottle. Bo Ruoyou couldn't tell where it was used for a while. Huo Wei said, "It is a method of heat smoke. Just smell it."

Bo Ruoyou was a little surprised. Any precious things that nourish the body, such as ginseng, deer, antler, and Cordyceps, must be in the mouth. Why does this supplement only smell? Where does it come from?

Everything in the world has its own rules. If there is any abnormality, there will be some weirdness. She looked carefully at the things inside and saw the fragrance of lotus flowers at the same time. "I have never heard of this method."

Huo Weilou didn't dare to let her look again, so he just put away the jade bottle. "It's indeed a bit strange. It's said that it was popular among the nobles and wealthy families in the southwest, and it's quite rare in the capital." He closed the brocade box, "But the more mysterious it is, the more empty it is. Keep this thing, and I won't use these things in normal times."

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "It's strange. Although the prince is for the good of the marquis, if the marquis is tired, he should have rested earlier and use some refreshing objects to force the face to look at it. It's still harmful to his body."

Huo Weilou felt relieved after hearing this. Bo Ruoyou looked at the official document on Huo Weilou's desk again and hesitated: "If you can't find out who poisoned Lord Song, will it have any impact on the other matters investigated by the Marquis?"

Bo Ruoyou already knew that the incident was caused by corruption in Weicang, Qinshui County, and knew that Huo Weilou had captured many people. However, she didn't understand the twists and turns in the court, but she could see that Song Yu's death was very sudden, which also made Huo Weilou's investigation stagnant. But at present, there was only one clue of the beauty laughing in Song Yu's death. When can we follow the clues and find something, it is unknown.

Huo Weilou pulled her to the west window to sit down, "It does have some impact, but it has little impact. Song Yu went out of the palace that day and saw your uncle. After returning home, he met two more. These are clues to what I investigated." After saying that, he comforted her, "You have done your best in this case, don't worry too much."

Bo Ruoyou responded on his face, but he could not let go of his heart. The two said something for a moment. Seeing that it was getting dark, Huo Weilou wanted to ask her to accompany her for dinner. Bo Ruoyou didn't shirk responsibility now and left the Hou's mansion after using dinner.

When he returned home, Bo Ruoyou pulled Cheng Yunzhi into the study room, and he still wanted to search for records about the beautiful woman's laughter in the book. After seeing that she had a stack of books, Cheng Yunzhi was a little laughing. When he saw that there were two travel notes in it, he said helplessly: "Just read medical books, what is on this travel notation?"

Bo Ruoyou said: "My daughter remembers that these two travel notes describe mountains, rivers, lakes and seas everywhere in the Great Zhou, east, south, north, and north, and still remembers many unique local flowers and plants. Maybe they can be found?"

It was getting late at this moment, and Cheng Yunzhi shook his head, "I haven't read these books for many years, and I can't remember whether they have written about beautiful laughter. You should have a rest today. We will go to worship your father and mother tomorrow."

Qingming is approaching, and Bo Ruoyou and Cheng Yunzhi discuss to worship earlier. Bo Ruoyou answered repeatedly, but his hands are constantly on his hands. At this moment, she suddenly remembered, "That day she said, "What kind of soil do you need to raise beautiful people to laugh well?"

"The red soil, and preferably in the deep mountains and forests, is nourished by dry leaves and rain all year round. This soil is the most fertile."

Bo Ruoyou frowned. After the abduction Yunzhi said something flashed in her mind. Later, Bo Yixuan came to the door and her thoughts were interrupted. She had never figured it out for a while. Now that she heard this again, she remembered that she had met Wei Yan when she went to the downtown city for a autopsy. At that time, the mud stains on Wei Yan's feet were a little red.

She couldn't help but ask Cheng Yunzhi, "Red soil seems to be uncommon..."

Cheng Yunzhi nodded, "Yes, some places outside the capital can be found. This kind of soil is very good for growing flowers and grass, but ordinary red soil is afraid that it will not be able to raise beautiful people to laugh."

Bo Ruoyou pressed down the suspicion in his heart. It was not easy to doubt the Wei family based on just a little mud stain. However, Wei Shu was the Minister of Revenue. If Song Yu had gone to see his immediate boss before his death, it would not be impossible. But was it Wei Shu who poisoned Song Yu?

One was the position of Shangshu, and the other was the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. When Bo Ruoyou thought of the status of these two people, and when he thought of the power they controlled in the hands of the Central Yasi, he felt a little scared and felt more cautious and serious for a moment. Although he could not accuse Wei Shu of this just by point, she told Huo Weilou that what she saw on that day should not be considered usurpation, right?

With a certain thought, she picked up the lanterns on the desk and went to search the books. Before leaving, Cheng Yunzhi told him: "Don't read it too late. It's okay to read it in the daytime when I come back tomorrow, so as not to hurt my eyes."

Bo Ruoyou responded, but his eyes did not leave the pages. Cheng Yunzhi shook his head and left.

The night was quiet, and there was only the sound of Bo Ruoyou turning the pages from time to time in the study. Her face was full of concentration. Before she knew it, she had passed and had no plans to rest. She was usually quite diligent, but now this diligence is somewhat because Huo Weilou is a diligent person. First, Huo Weilou is a diligent person, and second, finding out the person who poisoned Song Yu was also helping Huo Weilou.

At the same time, Ning Xiao returned in the Wu Zhaohou Mansion. He came from the Heavenly Prison and entered the study with a faint bloody position. Ning Xiao reported: "Mr. Marquis, then Boss Li is still not aware. He only said that he was just as friendly as Song Yu. The reason he went to the Song Mansion that day was because Song Yu invited him. The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue had to give him the face. He also prepared generous gifts. This is indeed true. He went earlier than Changning Marquis, and Guangli prepared a whole vehicle."

"He also said that there was nothing strange about Song Yu after he went there, but his face turned pale, and he seemed to be sick. As soon as he sat down and said nothing, Changning Hou arrived. Manager Li rarely saw the big man like this, so he naturally wanted to please him, but Song Yu's face became increasingly ugly. Changning Hou also saw that he was unwell, and soon the two of them said goodbye."

Huo Weilou frowned, "What do you say about Cao Yan?"

Cao Yan is the name of Changning Hou. He is the brother of the current imperial concubine and the uncle of the second prince Zhao Xi. He was the one whom Song Yu met before his death. Now, although others are detained, it is difficult to torture him. For the time being, they are only questioned regularly.

Ning Xiao replied again: "Changning Hou has the same remark. He likes to make friends on weekdays. He said that Song Yu invited him to the mansion that day, saying that he had obtained some Buddhist treasures. But after he arrived at the Song Mansion, Song Yu did not mention this matter. They sat for two cups of tea, and Song Yu just talked about the recent turmoil in the court."

"He also said he didn't recognize Li Yuan, but it was a bit amazing to be invited into the mansion by Song Yu. Later, he found out that he was the boss of Qingfenglou in the Beijing. He had heard of Qingfenglou for a long time and felt that it was not bad to make friends with him. So several people had a great time talking to each other. Later, when they saw Song Yu feel uncomfortable, they broke out in a cold sweat. They said goodbye, but they didn't expect Song Yu to die."

Ning Xiao sighed at this point, "I asked once in an hour, and I asked more than ten times this day and night. Almost every time their answers were the same, and they didn't look like lying. Especially Li Yuan, we used some methods, but he still never showed any flaws."

This statement made Huo Weilou's forehead hurt. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. He remembered the relics that were wandering outside the Famen Temple. He asked Ning Xiao again, "What is the Buddhist treasure Cao Yan mentioned? Can you ask the servants of the Song Mansion?"

"I asked, his followers said that Song Yu likes to collect cultural, entertainment, calligraphy and painting. The only two treasures in his home that have been opened by Buddhists are one of the statues of sandalwood Bodhisattvas and the other is a string of Buddhist beads used by the Buddha. These were bought home because Mrs. Song believed in Buddhism. Recently, Song Yu has not bought new Buddhist items. If he really wants to give them, he would probably give the former collection to Changning Hou."

Huo Weilou frowned, "Everyone said that Song Yu and his wife were loving, how could they pass the treasures they bought for their wife to others?"

"The subordinates also found it strange and asked if they had seen Song Yu's secret room, but they all said they never knew what secret room they had. As for the lost things in Song Yu's family, they didn't know at all."

Huo Weilou sneered, "It's nothing to continue the trial, no punishment is needed, so let's change some other way."

Ning Xiao responded. When he left, it was nearly four o'clock. Huo Weilou felt the forehead stuttering, and his mind was a little tired and confused. Song Yu's death suddenly involved the corruption case of Changning Hou and Weicang. Although there were many clues, there was no clear clue. Emperor Jianhe ordered him to clear the Ministry of Revenue, but the imperial concubine and the second prince wanted to protect the Cao family. However, he always felt that Song Yu's death was strange, as if there was something under the surface, which he had not seen clearly.

This kind of mist was not all about mastering it, and he looked at the cups with strong tea on the table, and his eyes flashed and saw the brightly colored brocade box.

He thought of Bo Ruoyou's words, but he knew that it was probably hard to sleep tonight. Since this was the case, it would be better to wake up and deal with complicated matters. Moreover, Huo Qinghong is obsessed with this thing today, so he also wants to see what kind of treasure this is.

When the wick was lit, Huo Weilou did not expect anything about this thing, but when the golden ointment was hot and smoked, the paste, which was originally the fragrance of flowers and plants, suddenly emitted a sweeter and sweet smell.

Huo Weilou frowned, subconsciously disliked this thing, and he didn't realize how to refresh himself after smelling the smell. He thought that he could not give much hope for what Huo Qinghong offered, so he put the incense aside and stopped caring about it. However, after only half of the incense stick, Huo Weilou felt something was wrong.

The confused and sleepy thoughts suddenly became clear and even felt a little excited. The anxiety that had been caused by the fruitless interrogation also dissipated. Seeing the official documents on the desk not only did not feel the amount, but instead felt happy and relaxed, as if all the problems could be solved easily.

Huo Weilou was a little surprised, so he had time to look at the golden ointment. He inserted the incense into a very close place to him, causing his smoke to fall beside him, and the sweet smell that he didn't like became tempting for a while.

Huo Weilou's heart was trembling. Only then did he realize that what Huo Qinghong said was not false. This thing had such a miraculous effect! If this thing was always with him, how could he be in trouble and exhausted? Thinking of this, his emotions became more and more intense, and he wanted to add more golden ointment to the incense. Just when he had this thought, this strange pleasure made him subconsciously become alert.

He has been sanitized for many years and never let himself indulge in pleasure and enjoyment. It makes people happy. It is also easy to hold wealth and power in his hands. But the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are, the more they need to be extremely self-controlled. He looked at the bright and gorgeous patterns of the brocade box, and then saw the scent of the scent that was really like gold in the jade bottle, and his heart was inexplicably tightened.

Even though the six consciousnesses had begun to accept the sweet fragrance, their body was excited and happy, as if they were very greedy for the fragrance, Huo Weilou's eyes were sunken and he raised his hand to extinguish the fire core in the fragrance. The smoke quickly dissipated, and only the faint sweetness remained in the study. What surprised Huo Weilou was that the excitement in his body remained.

He looked at the brocade box, closed the lid without any doubt, and placed it deep in the cabinet.

After reading all the documents, Huo Weilou felt the euphoric and excited feeling in his body faded. He calmed down and stood up to open the window in the distance. When the cool breeze blew into the house, he felt a little more comfortable, but probably the sweet smell was still attached to his robe. He always felt a little uncomfortable. Soon, he went back to the bedroom to take a shower.

It was already the fifth day after bathing. When he was lying down, Huo Weilou felt that he was particularly unbearable tonight. When he closed his phoenix eyes, he thought of the scene where the sun was thin and soft in the chair holding a pen and painting. When he stood behind her, he could see her vaguely hidden under the waterfall hair, her slender and white neck. Later, he leaned over and flipped the pages. If there was no barrier from the back of the chair, he seemed to have wrapped her in his arms.

The fragrance on her body was originally light, but at this moment it seemed to become sweet, lingering on his nose, catching clusters of fire on his body. Huo Weilou gasped silently, unable to help but reach out to lean down. The barrier back seemed to disappear out of thin air. He wrapped her in his arms, pressed against her back, and held her hand over him.

...

The morning light cleared the clouds and coated the capital of Shengchun with a layer of golden light. Bo Ruoyou and Cheng Yunzhi took a carriage out of the city from the south gate and headed towards the Bo family's cemetery.

During the Qingming Festival, there were continuous tobacco outside the city, and the elm and willows dripping green, and the cars and horses heading to the Fengming Mountain Cemetery were even more woven. They first arrived at the foot of Fengming Mountain, and then Cheng Yunzhi found the Bo's cemetery based on his memory.

The Bo family has a good reputation as the Three Secretaries. It used to be very famous among the aristocratic families, so the location of the cemetery was also very good. Bo Ruoyou came here because Xu Wanshu had been here last time. Compared with the Xu family, the cemetery of Bo family was better. But when he arrived at the place, Cheng Yunzhi and Bo Ruoyou found that there had been people coming to worship in the cemeteries of other aristocratic families, but only Bo family was deserted and quiet, and even the weeds in front of the tomb were as tall as their calves. It seems that since the New Year, no one from the Bo family has come to worship.

The father and daughter followed the path to find the tomb of Bo Jingxing and his wife. They were killed together that year, so the couple was buried together. Next to the tomb of their husband and his wife, there was a small tomb, which was the tomb of her younger brother Bo Lanzhou.

Bo Ruoyou put the offerings and kowtowed, and then got up after she was incense and candle. Something happened to her biological parents when she was five years old. Now she thought about it, she couldn't even remember the appearance of her biological parents, but looking at this shabby grave, she felt a little sad in her heart. She whispered: "Enjoyed Father, I can't even remember what happened back then."

Cheng Yunzhi sighed, stepped forward and scented, poured three more glasses of wine, and whispered a few words to Bo Jingxing and his wife how to raise Bo Ruoyou over the years. At this time, Bo Ruoyou asked again: "How did your brother's accident happen?"

Cheng Yunzhi glanced at her, "Since you can't remember clearly, you don't have to think about these old things anymore. Your parents are watching in the Spirit of Heaven, and you don't want to remind you of those unpleasant things."

Bo Ruoyou's lips pursed slightly, "I vaguely remember that on the day my brother had an accident, he was with me, right?"

Cheng Yunzhi's face changed, and Bo Ruoyou said slowly: "Is that day the Shangyuan Festival?"

Cheng Yunzhi did not answer, but looked at the tombstone of Bo Jingxing and his wife and said, "Jingxing, Yuetang, today's Qingming Festival, I brought Youyou to see you. You are here to protect her and make her happy. We will come to see you again when the festival is next time."

After he finished speaking, he was ready to leave with a cane, "That day is not the Lantern Festival, let's go--"

Seeing that his legs were inconvenient to leave, Bo Ruoyou hurriedly went up to help him. The father and daughter left the cemetery. When they looked back, they still felt that it was very deserted. If it were in previous years, the Bo family would have come to take care of the weeds and worship their relatives. But now Bo Jingqian is being detained, so there is no need to think about how panic and helpless the entire Bo family was so scared that he could not care about these things.

The carriage went down Fengming Mountain, and just as he reached the foot of the mountain, a sound suddenly rang out.

"But Miss Bo?"

Bo Ruoyou's curtain was only half raised. When she heard this, she hurriedly looked out the window. When she saw that Ming Guilan's carriage was parked on the side of the road. She was surprised, "Young Master Ming?"

Ming Guilan smiled, "I recognize your coachman, but I didn't expect it was you."

He raised the curtain and talked to Bo Ruoyou, with a faint smile on his face. Bo Ruoyou glanced at the direction of their carriage, "Are you going to worship your ancestors?"

Ming Guilan nodded and agreed. Knowing that she had finished worshiping her ancestors, she said goodbye to her without saying a word. When the carriage moved back, Bo Ruoyou just went to see Cheng Yunzhi beside her. Just now, Cheng Yunzhi always leaned against the wall of the carriage and was sleeping so that Ming Guilan had never seen him. Ming Guilan and his group of several people also saw a middle-aged man sitting in another carriage.

Bo Ruoyou whispered, "The adoptive father is the young master Ming who returned to Beijing with us."

Cheng Yunzhi said without even opening his eyes: "I know."

Bo Ruoyou thought for a while and said, "Mr. Ming suffered from leg disease at a young age. I wonder if there is any treatment."

"He is not a leg disease." Cheng Yunzhi opened his eyes at this time, "If I remember correctly, his leg was because of an accidental disability as a child, and it would not be cured in this life."

Bo Ruoyou was shocked, "Is it the adoptive father?"

Cheng Yunzhi nodded, "That was before the Cheng family and when something happened to him, I remember that I had been to Mingfu once. His father couldn't cure his legs, so he invited us, but we had no choice."

"What kind of accidental adoptive father is it?"

Cheng Yunzhi thought about it and shook his head, "I can't remember it."

Bo Ruoyou didn't ask any more questions when he heard this. The carriage slowly walked along the way. When he arrived at the gate of the city, it was almost dusk. The setting sun was hanging in the sky, and the afterglow of gold like swelled down, making the city gate more majestic. When he entered the gate, the bustling and noisy city of the capital was heard. Bo Ruoyou felt that the haze in his heart had dissipated a little.

Following the streets and alleys, the carriage turned around the corner. Bo Ruoyou first saw two horses parked outside Cheng's house. She looked beautiful and saw that it was the horse from the yamen. When she arrived at the door of the house, she saw Hou Yang and another yamen waiting in front of the Cheng's house. When she saw them returning, Hou Yang showed joy.

"Miss Bo is finally back!"

Bo Ruoyou helped Cheng Yunzhi get off the carriage, and then asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the yamen?"

Hou Yang nodded, "There is a case that needs the help of a girl. I was going to find Hu Corps, but Hu Corps was sick and had no choice but to do so. The case was a bit urgent, so we had to come to the girl's house to wait."

Bo Ruoyou's face turned upright, "Then you will be in a while later, I'll come out soon."

Bo Ruoyou entered the house and took the autopsy box, and soon came out again. Before getting on the carriage, he greeted Yang, "What's the case?"
Chapter completed!