The Delicate Lady Coroner

The fire burned for a whole day.

At dusk, the solemn and solemn ancestral hall turned into a pile of scorched ruins, and most of the surrounding pines and cypresses were burnt, and there were still a few strands of residual smoke under the dim sky.

Huo Weilou stood near the fire scene, with a dignified dignity enveloping his eyebrows.

Standing behind him, He Cheng couldn’t help but soften his voice, “Master Hou, this fire ignited from the inside. There must be no other reason. It’s just that this place will be cleaned up, I’m afraid it will take six or seven days.”

The ancestral house is not small. Excluding the main hall, there are more than a dozen houses. At this moment, the broken walls and rubble, and the unburned beams, pillars and rafters, collapsed into a hill like smoke and fire, and Huo Wei’s eyes were dark. On the side of his eyes, Zheng Wen’an was standing aside, with a sad expression.

“Assemble the servants in the mansion, then transfer some staff from the yamen, and clear this place within three days.”

As soon as Huo Weilou’s words fell, Zheng Wenan returned to his senses, and took a step closer: “Master Hou, now the people in the mansion are panicked, it is better to solve the case first and then clean up here…”

Huo Weilou looked at Zheng Wen’an, Zheng Wen’an’s expression changed a little, but he still responded, “Yes, let’s make arrangements.”

Zheng Wenan beckoned to call a few stewards, and followed the instructions of Huo Weilou. He Cheng also ordered the head catcher to adjust the office. The night was about to fall, and the wind was biting. Huo Weilou’s eyes were fixed, and suddenly he realized that it was thin. The thin figure was crawling on a pile of charred beams.

Huo Weilou frowned and walked towards Bo Ruoyou.

The fire has gone, but among the piles of ruined walls, there are still smoke and sparks, and they are getting closer. There seems to be residual warmth under the ground. Huo Weilou is puzzled by what Bo Ruoyou is doing to climb there, and her skirts are all covered. Black and gray stained.

“what are you doing?”

Huo Weilou asked in a deep voice, sounding dissatisfied.

Bo Ruoyou turned his head, but was not afraid, instead asked: “What smell can Lord Hou smell?”

Huo Weilou frowned, and Bo Ruoyou walked off the pile of scorched black. Her hands were also stained with black ash. She clapped her hands and said, “Master Hou, it is tung oil. Although it has burned out, there is still a hint of smoke. —”

Huo Weilou joined the army when he was young. He knew what tung oil was. He used tung oil for fire attacks on the battlefield. Tung oil burned quickly and was not easily extinguished by water. When it burned, thick smoke was still produced, and the thick smoke was poisonous.

Bo Ruoyou also said at this time: “The lamp oil used in the temples and ancestral halls for the Buddha’s memorial tablets is mostly ghee. Although ghee is expensive, it has less smoke and taste, and it is also considered flame-resistant. The woman noticed that Mother Yu also smelled of tung oil on her body.”

As Bo Ruoyou spoke, he brushed the broken hair on his cheek with the back of his hand, “The fire started suddenly, and the momentum was swift. I thought that Lord Hou had guessed that it was different. Now the folk girl can be sure that someone deliberately set fire with tung oil. “She looked sideways at the dilapidated scene, “The ancestral hall is the weight of the clan, and it would never be burned down if it is not critical. Last night Zheng Wuye came here, and the eldest lady had to enter Beijing early this morning, and the ancestral hall caught fire again. There must be weirdness in this ancestral hall, and all of this was the decision of Wu Ye Zheng and Madam Yu last night. They were cruel to hide what they wanted to hide.”

Bo Ruoyou finished speaking, but he didn’t see Huo Weilou responding. He was worried about whether he had spoken too much. When he turned around, he saw Huo Weilou looking at her with an obscure expression. Bo Ruoyou felt that something was wrong…

Huo Weilou first looked at Bo Ruoyou’s face stained with black gray, and then at Bo Ruoyou’s hand.

She had very little scruples during the post-mortem, and she did not hesitate to face the carrion. Her ten fingers were soaked in corpse water and frozen. Now the **** of her left hand are slightly red and swollen. At this moment, they are stained with unremoved gray stains.

“The ancestral hall is indeed weird. The sudden fire has proved this point. People have been ordered to clean up and search here.” After a pause, Huo Weilou’s voice was mild, “No need for an autopsy today, you don’t need to be here. .”

These words made her retreat, but Bo Ruoyou hesitated for a while and tentatively said, “The girl wants to stay here and see more.”

Huo Weilou stared at him, and Bo Ruoyou hurriedly said, “Although the civic girl is a woman, she has a careful mind and will never go wrong—”

A gleam of light flashed in Huo Weilou’s eyes. He heard clearly. Bo Ruoyou still remembered that he didn’t like women in the place where he was doing errands. Huo Weilou glanced at the fire scene, “What can I find in this situation? Use your time. , I will call you.”

Bo Ruoyou followed his gaze, only to see the charred beams and pillars lying scattered on the ground, rubble and broken walls were indeed some physical labor. Bo Ruoyou understood that it was really difficult before these heavy objects were cleaned up. What to find.

She sighed a little helplessly, “Then…that folk girl retired.”

This tone seemed a bit regretful. Huo Weilou was accustomed to seeing people who pretend to be lazy in the officialdom. At this moment, looking at Bo Ruoyou, the more and more she looks, the more attractive her eyebrows are. .

With this thought, Huo Weilou’s brows frowned. He had been abstinent from **** for many years. In the capital, no matter how peerless beauties were in his eyes, he was nothing but vulgar and vulgar. Now, he feels thinner and somewhat pleasing to the eye.

It must be because she is hardworking and skilled.

Huo Weilou’s mind was certain. Looking at Bo Ruoyou again, he couldn’t help but feel a little regretful. He faintly responded, and Bo Ruoyou turned around and walked away. He Cheng was greeted at this time, and he was surprised when she saw her face stained. “Xiaobo, you…”

He Cheng pointed to her cheek and couldn’t help but smile, “Why do you spend all your face?”

Only then did Bo Ruoyou understand why Huo Weilou’s gaze came from. Although she wasn’t embarrassed, she was a bit rude in the end, and walked away quickly with a wry smile. He Cheng watched her back, and saw that Huo Weilou was still satisfied with Bo Ruoyou these past two days, and he said: “Let Hou master laugh, I’m really safer than those boys, and help me with errands. , Never feel tired.”

At this point, He Cheng sighed, “Thanks to Xiaobo’s help in the past two years, there has been no backlog in Qingzhou. It’s a good thing for the gods to treat the officials. Seeing that Hou Ye is not suspicious of employing people, the officials are quite educated, although he cannot use yamen documents Appointment, we can hear that there are many talents under Hou Ye’s family. This kind of cherishment of talents makes her feel admirable. If so, she should be a small servant, and let her live in Qingzhou City. It’s also more convenient for the government office to help…”

He Cheng praised Bo Ruoyou, holding Huo Weilou, consciously this compliment was done in one go, without any intentional traces, but Huo Weilou’s face sank somehow, amidst the chill of the people, He Cheng He took out the towel and started wiping sweat.

The Emperor Jianhe was enlightened, because there were several guest officials in the DPRK and the Huowei Tower was more than 10,000 people. He was deeply trusted by the Emperor Jianhe and recruited many talents for him. Therefore, He Cheng made this occasion. The words were not abrupt, but Huo Weilou was a little unhappy when he heard it, and when he returned to the guest house in the evening, the others became a little gloomy.

Father Fu only thought he was annoyed by the fact that the ancestral hall was on fire and lost the opportunity to search, and he said: “This time the fire was abrupt, the mother jade was the most suspicious. She was indeed the old lady’s most trusted friend before, and setting the ancestral hall on fire was unambiguous and could be burned. What about the ancestral hall, Lord Hou is a wise man. In a few days, I won’t worry about finding out the truth…”

“I remember that Xiliang Kingdom once paid tribute to an object.”

“Huh?” Father Fu was taken aback. He didn’t know how Huo Weilou mentioned this incident suddenly. He thought for a while and nodded, “The tribute of Xiliang Kingdom this year is dominated by strange weapons. What did Hou Ye say? Divine machine bow and crossbow?”

When Huo Weilou joined the army when he was young, Father Fu thought of the magic crossbow at the first thought. The envoy of the Xiliang Kingdom said that the magic crossbow can be fired with countless arrows and has a range of hundreds of miles. If it can be used, it will be a victory for the Great Zhou. Heavy equipment.

However, Huo Weilou shook his head, “It’s a pair of handguards made of very fine copper wire.”

Father Fu thought about it for a long while, but never thought of the thing, but Huo Weilou ordered: “The flying pigeon will pass the book back to Beijing, and it will be taken and sent.”

Duke Fu was half-believing to pass the book, and when he came back, he saw Huo Wei Lou reading the official document, but he didn’t know what to do with this object. Duke Fu sighed, knowing he couldn’t figure out the thoughts of Huo Wei Lou, so he didn’t ask more.

At this time, the embroidered clothing envoy who was in charge of looking after the Bo Ruoyou courtyard came back, went outside, hesitated and did not enter.

Father Fu came out and said, “Why are you back? Didn’t let you look at the thin girl?”

The embroidered clothes made a bewildered voice: “Girl Bo went to the bamboo forest to the east, and her subordinates were not allowed to follow. The subordinates felt wrong, so they came back to report.”

Father Fu hadn’t spoken yet, the voice of Neilihuoweilou came.

“What is she going to do in the bamboo forest?”

The embroiderer said hurriedly: “The subordinates don’t know, but Miss Bo asked the servants in the palace to ask for some money for incense candles. It seems… to pay homage to the deceased.”

Huo Weilou’s gaze lifted from the document, and his brows wrinkled lightly.

The author has something to say: The old iron tree is beginning to sprout.