"Hide the corpse." Bo Ruoyou said these two words, and his scalp became numb. "With ice a lot, there are mostly ice cellars in the village. After years of use of ice, the only possibility is that I only think of the use of hiding corpse."

Huo Weilou and Lu Ke's faces changed, Huo Weilou said, "Hide the corpse in the ice cellar?"

Lu Ke also said: "It means that Zhongyi Bo is still harming people? But why didn't he throw away the body, but chose to hide the body in the village?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "No, the corpse of an ordinary victim is naturally not worth keeping with such effort, but what if it is his closest relative and most beloved?"

Huo Weilou instantly understood what she meant, "If his motive was for Princess Anyang and his eldest son Feng Yu, he would naturally ask them to be resurrected from the dead, so he preserved the body."

Lu Ke opened his mouth wide in surprise, as if he felt that this trip was really crazy, but when he thought that the murderer had been murdering young children for years, he felt that it was reasonable.

Huo Weilou pondered for a moment and ordered Lu Ke: "Let's check again how the funeral was done after Princess Anyang passed away. If he really hid the body, he would definitely not have done the funeral ceremony like usual."

Lu Ke left the office to work, Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou both had a heavy face as deep as water, the heavy snow outside the window was still falling, and the stone paths swept out during the day turned into white again. This winter was as cold as the past eighteen years.

The next day, Lu Ke returned to the Hou Mansion. Lin Huai and Sun Zhao were summoned by Xuan and read several books that wrote the investigation details with Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou.

"Last year and this year, the village outside Zhongyi Bo City used a comparable amount of ice, mainly concentrated between May and August. But the difference in the past two years is that last summer, Zhongyi Bo lived outside the city for a whole summer, but this year, Zhongyi Bo only lived for two months, but the ice he used did not decrease."

"The Zhongyi Bo Mansion in the city has lived in the Bo Mansion for a long time this year, so I used more ice this year and used less last year. This is normal. It is just strange now. Why did I live outside the city differently and use the same ice? My subordinates also investigated the past three years. No matter how long I lived outside the city, the amount of ice used was equivalent every year."

Lu Ke took advantage of the detailed explanation of the situation, and his doubts just confirmed Bo Ruoyou's guess yesterday. Bo Ruoyou said: "It's certain that these ices are not for him, but for something else."

Sun Zhao and Lin Huai looked at each other, and Sun Zhao said, "There are others living in the village?"

Huo Weilou's voice was slightly cold, "There are only a few old servants in the village, and there is no other person."

"That's the one with ice-"

"It could be a dead person."

Huo Weilou's words made the room suddenly feel cold, and Sun Zhao and Lin Huai were both puzzled. At this time, Lu Ke said: "When Princess Anyang passed away, the Ministry of Rites and the inner palace sent people to come forward, but the funeral was done by Zhongyi Bo. Later, the Empress Dowager missed Princess Anyang and sent a nanny to see Princess Anyang's remains, but she didn't expect that the coffin had been nailed to death. Since the coffin had been sealed, the nanny did not insist. She only flavoured the incense for the Empress Dowager and returned to the palace to report her life."

"At that time, the entire uncle's mansion knew about this, and they also said how the Empress Dowager loved the princess, how much the uncle loved his deceased wife, and even the funeral had to be supervised in person. Later, the funeral was a common ritual."

Huo Weilou and Bo Ruoyou looked at each other, and the two became more and more convinced of their previous inferences. It was too late to replace them after installing the coffin. The only possibility was that the body of Princess Anyang was not lying in the coffin.

Huo Weilou said: "It seems that it is really possible that he has the intention to bring his wife and children back to life."

Lin Huai took a deep breath, "What the Marquis meant is that ice is used in the village because he hid the corpse of Princess Anyang and Prince Feng Yu?"

Huo Weilou nodded, and Bo Ruoyou said immediately: "Princess Anyang has been dead for eighteen years. Although using ice can prevent the body from rotting until it becomes boned, it cannot save its appearance during its lifetime. However, I remember the saying of the art of death, saying that even if the person's appearance is already withered, it can still make people reborn with their hair and nails."

Regarding the art of death, Feng Qin was sitting in the hall of the Marquis' Mansion to inform everyone. Thinking of this, Bo Ruoyou still felt chill.

Sun Zhao hurriedly asked, "Then Marquis, what arrangements should we make now?"

Huo Wei's pupils were cold and steep. He looked at the night outside the window and said coldly: "No need to delay, I will take people out of the city now-"

Sun Zhao immediately stood up, "Wu Xiang is waiting outside, and the subordinate asked him to count the people and follow him."

Huo Weilou nodded and turned to Bo Ruoyou. Night was approaching and heavy snow was falling. She planned to make Bo Ruoyou wait in the mansion. How could Bo Ruoyou not understand what he meant, and nodded and said, "Go, Marquis, I'll wait for good news for the Marquis in the mansion."

Huo Weilou was relieved and ordered Lu Ke to count the troops. Soon, the embroidered clothes envoy and the marquis' office staff were ready to go. He put on a cloak and went out while the night was approaching.

The group was walking on horseback. When they arrived at the city gate, it was already dark. When they left the city, they were the official road paved with Haoxue. Huo Weilou was galloping in front with embroidered clothes. Sun Zhao, who was behind, led the other yamen servants, was a little unable to keep up. Fortunately, he soon arrived at the bank of the Luo River and approached the market. Huo Weilou temporarily slowed down his horse speed.

Lu Ke ordered an embroidered robber to go first. Soon, the man returned to report, "Marty, Bo Zhongyi has been recuperating in the village and has not gone out. The son of Buer Feng Ye is also serving the sick in the village."

Huo Weilou ordered this man to lead the way. After an incense stick, he stopped at this Biezhuang west of the Luo River.

The village was facing the Luo River, with gray tiles and white walls, surrounded by pine and bamboo, covering the sky and the sun. In the night, it looked particularly dark and gloomy. An embroidered clothes were lit with torches. After walking a stone path, it arrived in front of the door of the village.

The embroidered clothes came forward and called the door. After waiting for a while, the door was opened. The old servant who opened the door had never seen such a situation. He was panicked at the moment. Lu Ke shouted: "Wu Zhaohou was ordered to investigate the case--"

The embroidered clothes had already poured in without saying a word. The old servant's face changed a few times. When he turned around and was about to leave, he was already restrained by the embroidered clothes. Huo Weilou led Sun Zhao into the village gate.

This is a manor with great scenery. Even in winter, the garden is lush and green. Huo Weilou follows the main road and heads to the brightest lights in the garden. Before he could even walk in front of him, he saw Feng Ye stepping out with a look of shock.

"Marquis? What is Marquis doing?"

Feng Ye was shocked and confused. Huo Weilou glanced at him and said first: "Find out all the servants."

Lu Ke received the order, and Feng Ye became even more angry, but in front of Huo Weilou, he did not dare to have an attack. "Dare to ask the marquis, why is this? My father is now injured and recuperating. The marquis is so indiscriminate. I am afraid that he will ask His Majesty for an explanation!"

Huo Weilou Liangliang glanced at him, "Is there an ice cellar in the mansion?"

Feng Ye widened his eyes, "Ice Cellar? Is the Marquis coming to find Ice Cellar with such a momentum?"

Huo Weilou was too lazy to talk to him, so he ordered the embroiderer to "find a servant to ask, first check if there is an ice cellar on the farm--"

The embroidered clothes envoy and the yamen officers took action. Although Wu Xiang was not aware of the inside story earlier, he now killed Zhongyi Bo's village, so he naturally understood, so he took the people deep into the village.

"Father--"

Feng Ye suddenly shouted, and saw Feng Qin walking out in a Taoist robe under the eaves of the garden. It was cold in the twelfth lunar month, his hair was loose and his face was gray, but he was still not afraid of the coldness and stood straight on his back.

Huo Weilou looked over several meters away. The moment he met Feng Qin, he felt a little familiar. Soon, he remembered where this familiarity came from. When he saw Li Shen in the government jail that day, Li Shen also had this expression on his face.

He also ordered the embroidered wardrobe to investigate everywhere, and then walked towards Feng Qin with great strides.

The night wind roared with snow foam, and his cloak and robe were blown away. Feng Qin watched him approach step by step, his pupils shrank slightly, and his body that could not be supported finally shook.

"I'm really rude to the Marquis when I came late."

The burn was true. Feng Qin looked sick and his voice was hoarse. Huo Wei looked him up and down for a moment, and his eyes fell on his obviously weak and hung left arm. "My uncle is cruel to him, but he probably didn't expect that this marquis would come so quickly."

Feng Qin pulled his lips, "I don't know what the Marquis meant."

Huo Weilou also held his lips, "Don't worry, you'll find out soon."

Feng Ye came forward to support Feng Qin, and looked at Huo Weilou with some annoyance. The uneasiness on his face could not be concealed. Feng Qin patted the back of his hand to comfort him, and Feng Ye became a little calmer.

Huo Weilou began to look at the village, "Although the scenery is good, it is not worth being a man who lives here for many years. He is always not as good as the man in the capital."

Feng Qin's lips bent slightly, and the withered face trembled slightly, "The people who are innocent and cultivating are the same everywhere."

Huo Weilou stopped talking, but stood sideways under the wind and snow. His sharp eyes as if he was measuring something, Feng Qin's throat was dry, "Since the Marquis is here, it's better to go into the hall to speak. Is there any misunderstanding?"

Huo Weilou looked into his house, and was as motionless as a mountain, "Don't worry."

Soon, Lu Ke and Wu Xiang came quickly from outside, and Lu Ke said, "Marty, I found the ice cellar, and there was no ice left inside."

In front of Feng Qin and the others, Feng Qin's turbid pupils trembled slightly, but his face seemed to be wearing a mask, and Huo Weilou turned to look at him, "Last winter, I picked ten carts of ice bricks in the village, and in summer, I bought another thousand taels of silver hidden ice in the village. My uncle was a elixir on the village, so it was not a broken ice game. Where have so much ice been gone now?"

Feng Qin frowned slightly, "Alchemy has always been stuffy. In summer, I have to use half a truck of ice tiles every day. It is normal to consume more. I don't know that using too much ice will be a guilty."

Feng Ye hurriedly said, "My father is afraid of heat and likes coolness. This should be innocent."

Huo Weilou's eyes fell on Feng Ye's left arm, "Recently, the commander is investigating an old case--"

Before Feng Qin could speak, Feng Ye couldn't help but say, "The Marquis has always been a selfless person, but now he has to use public tools for private use. You can't frame us randomly for the sake of the Anning County Lord!"

Huo Weilou looked at Feng Ye, "I haven't said what the case is, but you know it is related to the Lord of Anning?"

Feng Ye was stunned and said hoarsely. Huo Weilou had known that the real culprit was staring at their movements secretly. Feng Ye's words now proved his guess. Thinking that the person in front of him was most likely to be the real culprit back then, thinking of the night Bo Ruoyou had experienced, there was a chill in his eyes that was even more compelling than the wind and snow.

However, when Feng Qin met his eyes, he was not panicked, as if he felt that he could not find any evidence of the crime.

At this time, Lu Ke came forward, "Marty, there are now five old servants in the village."

Huo Weilou's eyes turned cold and he did not bother with the father and son.

“Review.”

He put down a word and the embroidered clothes envoys immediately took action. Several old servants were servants of Zhongyi Bo Mansion for many years, so they were naturally loyal to Feng Qin. But within a moment, the embroidered clothes envoys screamed outside the courtyard.

The wind was so fast that the snow suddenly came, and screams broke through the snow curtain, suddenly and harsh. Feng Ye was very angry before, but when he saw the embroidered clothes, he felt fear in his heart, and he didn't understand why Huo Weilou came!

"Father--"

Feng Ye couldn't help but pull Feng Qin's arm.

Feng Qin had no expression on his face, but only Feng Ye knew that his figure was getting stiffer and stiffer.

After less than half a cup of tea, Lu Ke came in from outside, "Mr. Marquis said that all the ice in summer was not in the ice cellar, but was sent to the alchemy room. After sending it in, Bo Zhongyi did not ask them to take care of it. They also thought Bo Zhongyi was used to compensate for the heat, and the servants were not allowed to enter and exit the alchemy room on weekdays, and the key was always in Bo Zhongyi's hands."

"Where is the Danfang?"

“In the northwest of the village—”

"lead the way."

Huo Weilou turned around and walked away, Feng Qin's figure shook violently.

Walking deeper along the main road in the mansion, I soon arrived at a separate courtyard. This courtyard is different from other places. The pavilions are very tall. I lit torches and lamps. As soon as Huo Weilou entered the courtyard gate, I could see the burned roof of the main hall.

Lu Ke said, "It was the fire that day that burned the house, and half of the pharmacies and warehouses on both sides were burned down. Because Zhongyi Bo was also injured, they didn't have time to clean up after that, and Zhongyi Bo told them not to rush to clean up the place."

Huo Weilou saw it in his eyes and looked at the scene. He couldn't help but think of the fire when he was in Qingzhou at the beginning of the year. The fire could indeed turn everything on the ground into ashes, but the things under the ground were difficult to hide.

"Find some equipment, dig out and search--"

After saying that, he ordered, "Especially search to see if there are any corpses in the fire."

There were many people brought this time. The embroidered clothes and the two servants were brought. Soon they found many handy objects. Everyone lit torches and entered the fire. Huo Weilou and Sun Zhao were standing beside him. Sun Zhao was so cold that he sneezed, but Huo Weilou still had a tall body, as if he could not feel the wind, snow and cold.

Soon, Huo Weilou ordered again: "Continue to review and see what Feng Qin has done in the village in the past two months."

Lu Ke personally led someone to interrogate several old servants. Feng Qin was very likely to be the real murderer. These servants were loyal to him and might also be accomplices. Therefore, the embroidered clothes was quite neat. After half an hour, Lu Ke returned with a serious expression.

"Marty, the servants said that in the past two months, Feng Qin has been refining elixirs in the village, and the frequency of refining elixirs is much higher than before. Therefore, the village has purchased a large amount of silver charcoal. Because the elixir has been refining elixirs in the alchemy room, the servants are worried that this will cause a fire." Lu Ke frowned, "He is guilty, so he can relieve the alchemy?"

Huo Weilou stared at the fire in the night and said for a while: "What he has refined is probably not pill."

It was almost my son. Although it was a big crowd, the wind and snow were heavy in the night, and the clearing of the fire was not smooth. Huo Weilou ordered people to guard Feng Ye and his son separately, while he was always by the fire. In the second half of the night, Sun Zhao could no longer hold on and sneeze to find the front yard to avoid the cold.

The long night of wind and snow was like endless, Huo Weilou stood among the ruins of walls, and the nightmare of Bo Ruoyou always appeared in his mind. Whenever he thought of that scene, he couldn't relax. He stood tall and suffered from the severe cold with everyone. Naturally, others did not dare to be disrespectful. At such a busy time until dawn, an embroidered dress made a black and gray stand in the charcoal pile and shouted.
Chapter completed!