Seeing Han Jiang's body, several Han family's wives and concubines began to cry loudly again. Wu Xiang pinched his eyebrows and comforted them for a while before they could stop. When Wu Xiang's general Bo Ruoyou's test results were revealed, the women looked at each other in confusion. Mrs. Han asked, "This means that this matter cannot be dependent on others, but it is all our master?"

Wu Xiang said seriously: "How to judge, it is still impossible to determine at the moment. You also think about whether Han Jiang has any physical discomfort in the past few days, or whether there are any other differences. Besides, you should know whether he went to Lanyue Tower. Did he mention whether Lanyue Tower would use some means to be put on the table? Even if you think Lanyue Tower has had it, you have to come up with evidence."

Mrs. Han frowned, as if recalling. At this time, Han Jiang, who was standing behind, came forward, "Sister-in-law, let me get my brother's corpse back and let him be buried for peace. I believe that the yamen will be the other punishment."

This younger brother was justified. Mrs. Han looked at him and didn't know what he thought of, and showed a compromise. She first asked the yamen which regulations were used, and then asked the servants to come in to move Han Jiang's body away. Bo Ruoyou stood aside, and his eyes fell on Han Jiang's younger brother.

Han Jiang's younger brother looked at his double 10 years old and his life was quite handsome and his behavior was quite etiquette. What attracted Bo Ruoyou to pay attention to was his rather decadent look. Although he stood straight, he was blue and black, his face turned yellow, and his eyes were dull and dull. He was not inexplicably angry when he spoke, which gave the human body a sense of emptiness. Bo Ruoyou looked at him for a moment and looked at Han Jiang's body that was being moved away. He couldn't help but frown and tighter.

She suspected that the second young master of the Han family was also addicted to alcohol and sex.

Han Jiang's body was moved away, and the Han family also followed him out. Bo Ruoyou packed the wooden box and went out with him at the end. Wu Xiang in front said to them as he walked: "It's not a good thing to go to the fireworks place frequently. He was damaged at a young age and it was easy to get into trouble. If your husband was better off, how could he do what he did now?"

Wu Xiang seemed to see that Han Jiang's younger brother was a little weird, so he warned: "Especially the young people in the family, they must be well managed."

Mrs. Han wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "I often advise you, but he is the head of the family, so how could he listen to us? But he is the only one in our family who is not doing his job properly."

Wu Xiang raised his chin to Han Jiang's younger brother, "This second young master..."

Mrs. Han looked at the back in front of her, "My second brother is going to study and take the exam for fame. He is a person who keeps himself clean."

Wu Xiang nodded without saying anything more. Bo Ruoyou, who was walking behind, was a little surprised, and it was different from what she speculated.

Everyone walked to the gate of Yizhuang and saw two servants put Han Jiang's body in the carriage, but the dead were dead. The two of them were a little weak all the way, and they couldn't use their strength at this moment. Han Jiang's younger brother looked at it and stepped forward to help. He lifted the person up with force, but for some reason, he didn't use his strength and did nothing. In the end, Wu Xiang went up to help.

Brother Han Jiang stepped back and took a quick breath. Bo Ruoyou saw his hands hanging beside him trembling. He seemed to be afraid of being discovered, so he quickly hid his hands in his sleeve. On this side, Mrs. Han was still talking to Wu Xiang, but he showed anxiety and panic on his face, and his eyes were swept around, feeling a little frightened and uneasy.

He didn't care about anything else, so he walked towards his carriage. When he climbed onto the carriage, his legs were weak and he stumbling twice before he rolled in. The curtains fell and the thin Ruoyou couldn't see him, but the strangeness on his body made her suspicious.

However, he was not a suspect, and she had no reason to go and interrogate, only doubting whether he was sick.

Mrs. Han quickly agreed to Wu Xiang to go to the yamen again. The group got on the carriage. The coachman raised his whip and prepared to leave here. Bo Ruoyou and Wu Xiang stood beside the road, and carriages passed by them one by one. When Han Jiang's brother's carriage passed by them, a familiar smell floated out of the carriage.

Bo Ruoyou's heart moved and subconsciously said, "Wait a moment!"

The coachman stopped the horse and the carriage stopped a few steps away from Bo Ruoyou. Wu Xiang was still a little puzzled, but Bo Ruoyou had already stepped forward. She did not ask questions, but leaned over and lifted the curtain.

The carriage was dim and cramped, and only Han Jiang's younger brother was sitting. When Bo Ruoyou saw him in the carriage, he was stunned on the spot.

He curled up on the couch, trembling all over. He was holding a purse in his hand, and he tried to sniff the things in the purse like a madman. Bo Ruoyou didn't know what was inside, but was shocked by the obsessive and painful appearance on his face. She couldn't help but say, "What's wrong with you?"

The movement of lifting the curtains failed to awaken him. When Bo Ruoyou opened his mouth, he turned his eyes in a daze, looking at Bo Ruoyou with a misty look. After a long time, he reacted. His expression changed slightly, gritted his teeth and supported himself, but scolded the coachman, "What are you doing when you stop? You haven't returned to your house yet?"

The coachman was afraid and didn't care about so much. When the whip was raised, the carriage slowly moved. Bo Ruoyou couldn't, so he quickly took a step back to avoid it. He wanted to go forward and ask, but he felt that there was no enough reason.

Wu Xiang came up from behind, "What's wrong? Is there any problem with him?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "He was so strange. I just felt that his face was inappropriate. I just opened the curtain, but I found that he was sniffing a purse hard, as if..."

Bo Ruoyou couldn't find a suitable word to describe him, "It seems that he had some disease. The purse is a life-saving medicine, but I smelled a very faint smell, and the smell seemed to be somewhat similar to the charming fragrance I saw in Lanyue Tower."

Wu Xiang frowned, "I just asked this brother if he had learned from his elder brother, but Mrs. Han said no. I still thought that he was born from studying hard. Could it be that Mrs. Han was telling lies?"

At this point, Wu Xiang suddenly said, "Why do you think he looks a bit like Xiao Hu?"

Bo Ruoyou's heart moved, "That's true. Captain Wu wants to go to see the coroner earlier?"

Wu Xiang responded, but his face was sad. It was not a good habit to look for flowers and ask about willows, but he and Hu Changqing were not close to each other. If this was the case, I don’t know if I could persuade him.

Bo Ruoyou left the Yizhuang and returned home. Seeing that Huo Weilou had not sent anyone in the past two days, he felt that the beauty had never found it. She had eaten dinner and then went into the study again. Before she finished reading the book, she started to search again. These pharmacopoeia were all ancient books, and the words on them were all medicinal materials and pharmacology. It seemed quite boring. Bo Ruoyou looked at it for a moment and was a little sleepy, but she had never relaxed. After reading it for half an hour, Bo Ruoyou's hand that flipped through the pages suddenly paused.

She saw a record related to the beauty's smile. She looked carefully twice and hurriedly came to Cheng Yunzhi with the book. Cheng Yunzhi was about to stop. When she saw her coming, she put on a piece of clothes and sat under the west window.

Bo Ruoyou pointed to what he said in the book and showed him, "Look, let's look at it. Here, it is said that the beauty laughs are also called rice saccharine flowers, also called hibiscus oriole millet, and is also called heartbroken grass. In this way, my daughter remembered what she said in her travel notes last night, saying that there are many rice saccharine flowers in the southwest, "The flowers are bright red, with thousands of leaves clusters, and the flowers are very huge and dense, and they are rich and bright, and they are not reduced. It turns out that it is the beauty laughing!"

After saying that, she asked Cheng Yunzhi to look down, "The adoptive father looked here. This sentence was said by the doctors in the previous dynasty, saying, "Now people who have weak and coughing should use mostly millet shells to stop diligently; those who are damp and heat discharged should use it to stop astringent. Although the effect of stopping the disease is urgent, killing people is like a sword. It is better to be warned. Although this thing can be used as medicine and the effect is good, there are many hidden dangers that need to be used with caution."

Cheng Yunzhi's expression was slightly solemn, "This thing is rare and rare, but it is rarely used." He said, looking at Bo Ruoyou, "You should check this for the case, right? The deceased stepped on the seeds of the beauty's smile, but it has nothing to do with the effect of the medicine."

Bo Ruoyou nodded, "That's true. If this flower is in the capital, I'm afraid it's more likely to be viewed than medicinal."

It was too late and it had nothing to do with the case, Bo Ruoyou stopped talking and asked Cheng Yunzhi to rest earlier. She also brought the booklet back to the room to sleep. The next morning, Bo Ruoyou took a carriage to Wuzhaohou's mansion.

When he arrived at the Wu Zhao Hou Mansion, Huo Weilou was not in the mansion. Eunuch Fu welcomed her into the door and said, "The flower has not been found, but some things were examined in the Heavenly Prison. The Marquis went to the Heavenly Prison last night and has not yet come back."

Bo Ruoyou was worried when he heard this, "I came here for this matter. I forgot to tell the marquis that day. I'm telling him to my father-in-law now, and I can tell him to him."

She told Eunuch Fu about what she saw in the downtown area that day. Eunuch Fu was a little surprised, "This means that the Wei family may have raised beautiful women to smile?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "It's not certain, it's just that there's a possibility."

Eunuch Fu nodded in understanding, "Okay, I will tell the Marquis."

Since Huo Weilou was not here, Bo Ruoyou would not stay for long. He sat for a while and said goodbye, heading straight to the yamen to Yingmao. Not long after entering the yamen, she saw Wu Xiang coming with a calm face. When he saw Bo Ruoyou, he was a little surprised, "I am still hesitating whether to ask someone to invite you, but I didn't expect you to have arrived. Since that's the case, let me go with you."

Bo Ruoyou looked upright, "Where is there another murder case?"

Wu Xiang waved his hand and looked out. When he saw no one around, he said, "It's not a case, it's Xiao Hu. This morning, I arrived at the yamen and saw that there was nothing to do, so I went to his house. When I went there, I found that he was really sick, but he had a very strange disease. I was anxious, but he didn't want to hire a doctor. I thought you were a medical practitioner, so maybe you could take a look?"

"What is the strange disease? What is the condition?" asked Bo Ruoyou.

Wu Xiang smiled bitterly, "I can't explain it clearly, just go with me and have a look."

Bo Ruoyou responded and followed Wu Xiang to find Hu Changqing.

Hu Changqing had a small salary for coroner, and his family lived in a folk house in the southeast of the city. The courtyard was only once in. Although it was simple, it was quite neat and elegant. When they arrived in front of the door, they found that the door was not locked. Wu Xiang pushed the door open and entered: "Xiao Hu, I will take Xiao Bo to see you. If you don't treat your illness, you will be gone!"

The room was dim and dull, Wu Xiang took Bo Ruoyou straight into the inner room. As soon as he walked in, Bo Ruoyou was shocked.

After three days of not seeing Hu Changqing's ink was scattered and his beard was unshaven, as if he had become a different person. The most terrifying thing was that others fell to the ground, but one of his hands was tied tightly on the bed post by a cloth belt. I don't know how long it had been tied. At this moment, his wrist was strangled with large pieces of purple, and even became swollen high. Others collapsed on the ground, saliva flowing from the corners of his lips, and people were shaking constantly.

Hearing the noise, he raised his eyes hard, and even saw Bo Ruoyou's face showing some humiliation.

"You go, I don't need to...I don't need you to see..."

He spoke hoarsely, his lips were chapped, and his whole body curled up, as if he was trying his best to restrain something. Bo Ruoyou asked in shock: "Who tied him up?"

Hu Changqing had a dead knot on his hand, and he struggled hard, which led to obvious injuries on his wrist.

Wu Xiang heard this and said, "He tied it up himself, he has been tied up for two days."

Bo Ruoyou was even more surprised, "Tie yourself?"

Wu Xiang said "um" and squatted down again, "Xiao Hu, we are not here to come and laugh at you. What's wrong with you? Why is this so?"

Hu Changqing bit his lips and didn't speak, but he looked crazy and crazy as if he was cursed. His eyes were deep, his eyes were distracted, and his face was blue and white. Just looking like this, Bo Ruoyou only felt that his lamb was crazy, but she knew that Hu Changqing was not crazy, and that he deliberately tied himself up, as if he was a way to save himself.

"Captain Wu, stop asking, go, I'm fine..."

Hu Changqing said, tears of uncontrollableness overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and Wu Xiang was even more annoyed, "Xiao Hu, you are also a man. What are you doing? What can you say? Look at you like this. If I don't care about you, no one will know that you die here."

He turned his eyes to Bo Ruoyou, "Can you see what disease he has?"

Bo Ruoyou frowned and shook her head. Seeing that Hu Changqing was unwilling to tell the truth, she had to look at the house. The house was arranged very simple, but there were bookcases and desks in the west, and there were four treasures of the study. It shows that Hu Changqing usually practiced calligraphy and ink, and at this time, Bo Ruoyou keenly realized that there was something missing on the desk.

She walked over and looked at it, and found that there was no inkstone and pen holder, and there was no paperweight. When she turned around and looked elsewhere, she felt a strange feeling in the simplicity. There were several grids on the bookshelf that were empty, but the gray marks left on it indicated that there was originally a porcelain ornament here, but when she looked around, she could not see a slightly more expensive object in the whole room.

"Have you sold a lot of household items recently?"

Hu Changqing naturally could not answer, but at this time, Bo Ruoyou's eyes fell on the ground next to the desk, where the debris left by the paper that had not been burned were falling. Bo Ruoyou walked over suspiciously. As soon as she picked it up, she smelled a strange smell. The edges and corners of the paper were left, as if it was rolled up and then burned. She put it at her nose and smelled it, her face shook slightly.

It tasted like the charming fragrance seen in the brothel, but the smell on the confetti was more intense and pungent than what she saw in the brocade box the night before. At this time, she found a charred black ash on the inch-long piece of paper.

She raised her hand and picked it up, and a feeling of uneasiness hit her heart.

"Is your illness related to this thing?"

She signaled the piece of paper to Hu Changqing. Seeing that the piece of paper was covered with a trace of gray, Hu Changqing not only did not feel disgusted, but instead showed a sense of enthusiasm in his eyes, as if the thing on the piece of paper was such a precious thing.

Seeing that Bo Ruoyou was still confused, she said sternly: "What is this? You are now poisoned by this object, right?"

"No, no, no, this is not a poison, it is not poisonous, it is a elixir that allows us mortals to enjoy the Pure Land..."

It seemed as if he had recalled the wonderful feeling, and there was a flash of intoxication on his face, but it was this memory that made him even more painful. Others shrank tighter, and for a moment they burst into tears and shook even harder. Seeing Wu Xiang squatting beside him, he couldn't help but grab Wu Xiang's robe and let out a painful moan.

This scared the two of them, and Wu Xiang hurriedly helped him up, "What's wrong with you? It hurts?"

"No, not...I want...I want..."

He seemed to have the last bit of consciousness and did not say what he wanted. The pain was so extreme that he suddenly pushed Wu Xiang away, turned around and knocked his head on the edge of the bed. Wu Xiang could not stop him, and he settled down with two bangs. Hu Changqing didn't know what kind of strength he used, but he actually made his blood flow and he collapsed.

"Hu Changqing!" Wu Xiang shouted anxiously.

Hu Changqing didn't seem to feel pain at all. Blood flowed down and stuck his eyes, but his eyebrows relaxed, as if the pain on his forehead relieved his original pain. He trembled twice again, and then his head tilted and fainted.

Wu Xiang was shocked. What kind of torture did he tie him up for two days, and then he hit him and he kept bleeding?

"Xiao Bo, what's wrong with this...?"

Bo Ruoyou looked solemn. Although she didn't know what was going on, she felt that Hu Changqing was not sick, but poisoned. "He just said he wanted it, probably because he wanted this thing. I smelled the smell, and it was a bit like the charming fragrance in Lanyue Tower. He was afraid that he had a purer charming fragrance, and then lit it with paper and indulged in it-"

Bo Ruoyou said this, first of all, he felt something was wrong. Meixiang was mostly used for aphrodisiacs. Hu Changqing had no wife. He lighted Meixiang at home. Was it just for himself to slander? However, although Hu Changqing's clothes were a little messy, he did not expose his abdomen, nor was it as she guessed. But if it wasn't for aphrodisiacs, what made Hu Changqing so addicted?

"He tied himself up, but he was afraid he didn't want to continue using this thing. I saw that many things in his house were gone. This thing must be valuable. If it weren't for simply charming the fragrance, then this thing..."

After Bo Ruoyou thought for a moment, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, "This thing can cause hallucination!"

Wu Xiang was a little puzzled, Bo Ruoyou said, "He said this thing can make people reach the state of paradise, and he said something about the elixir. I guess this thing can mostly cause people to fall into hallucinations and those who like power. If you use this thing, you will feel that you are above thousands of people and those who like wealth. If you use this thing, you will feel that you are in a pile of gold, silver and treasures. If you like beauty, you will feel that the beauty in front of you will feel that it is even more beautiful..."

Wu Xiang now understood that everyone has seven emotions and six desires. They are often depressed and unwilling because they are rarely satisfied. But if there is something that can pretend to satisfy what they want in their hearts, wouldn’t they want to think about using it every day? Even if it is fake, it will definitely be quite pleasant for that moment, which confirms the place of bliss that Hu Changqing said.

"But this object will backfire and it will be poisonous!" Wu Xiang looked at Hu Changqing, "Is his injury seriously damaging? He was not awake just now. When he woke up and understood that this object was a poison, he would not be so fascinated."

Bo Ruoyou leaned over to look at the wound on Hu Changqing's forehead, and thought carefully about Hu Changqing's appearance just now. He only felt that he knew them clearly and looked crazy, and then he looked crazy. Soon, she stood up and looked unprecedentedly serious.
To be continued...