The carriage was walking in a twilight manner. In the dim carriage, Huo Weilou held Bo Ruoyou's hand and leaned against the wall of the car. Bo Ruoyou looked at him with some worries and couldn't help asking: "Where is the Marquis' discomfort? Although the golden ointment was only used once, the Marquis might have been poisoned, but it just didn't show up."

He held her hand tightened a little, "Don't worry, I checked the results last night. Several people had used golden cream once or twice. Now they are all fine. Although they are a little uncomfortable, they are nothing."

Bo Ruoyou couldn't feel completely relieved after all, and couldn't help but use her empty hands to explore his pulse. Her gentle fingertips fell on his pulse door, which led Huo Weilou to open his eyes and look at her. She saw her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowning, her face was as if she was doing something extremely important. Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes were half narrow, and she looked at her unscrupulously for a moment.

Bo Ruoyou met his eyes and Huo Weilou said seriously: "Doctor Bo, how about it?"

The three words "Doctor Bo" made her a little embarrassed. "Although the Marquis' pulse is rising and floating, it feels a little tight, which should be caused by excessive worry and fatigue and sleeping less."

He looked at her seriously, "Oh, how to diagnose and treat it?"

Bo Ruoyou thought for a moment, "Why would I prescribe a prescription for the marquis?"

Huo Weilou frowned slightly, "The medicine soup is bitter, is there any other way?"

Bo Ruoyou was stunned for a moment. He was afraid that the medicine would be bitter?

Seeing her expression, Huo Weilou's lips raised. Bo Ruoyou realized that he was joking. Huo Weilou smiled a little deeper, "No need to prescribe, if you come to the Marquis' Mansion more often, it will work better than any spiritual medicine."

Bo Ruoyou shook his head in anger, lifted the curtain and looked at the street scene outside. Seeing that it was still a little distance from the palace gate, he said, "Then let's take a break. When I arrive at the palace gate, I call him Marquis."

Huo Weilou looked at her deeply, and closed his eyes against the wall of the car.

It was still early, and the occasionally appeared on Yu Street were heading towards the palace gate. The shops facing the street had not yet opened. On the long street, only the sound of wheels rolling echoed. Bo Ruo sat quietly, his eyes falling on Huo Weilou from time to time.

Although he was not as impatient as usual when he was sleeping, his brows were still subconsciously frowning, which made people feel that they were not close to each other. However, although he was cold, his palms were extremely hot. At this moment, holding her hand, she felt that all the limbs and bones were warm.

After seeing more, Bo Ruoyou's eyes also became unrestrained. The light was dim, and his facial features were deep and handsome. His shoulders and back were straight, so it was difficult to see a silence on him at any time. Even if he closed his eyes, it would give people a sense of oppression. Her hand couldn't help but move secretly, and gently held Huo Weilou.

This situation was a cautious act. She was afraid that Huo Weilou would open his eyes and joke with her, but he had no idea, as if he was really asleep.

Lan Zhengfang was not too far to the palace gate. When the carriage stopped, Huo Weilou slowly opened his eyes. A moment of mist appeared in his eyes, but it was soon clear. Seeing this, Bo Ruoyou realized that he had just fallen asleep.

Bo Ruoyou said softly: "Marty, I'm here--"

Huo Weilou frowned, as if he felt that it was so fast today, but he didn't know that Bo Ruoyou got on the carriage. The attendants of the Hou Mansion who were driving were already determined to slow down.

He did not move immediately, and raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows while looking at her. Seeing her sitting quietly and obediently on the side seat, the glimmer of light from the gap in the curtains fell on her shoulders, making half of her side face look like jade, he couldn't help but roll his throat, and some inappropriate enthusiasm arose in his eyes.

"Marty?" Bo Ruoyou couldn't help calling again when he saw his dark expression.

Huo Weilou said "um" and stood up, his eyebrows and eyes became more anxious, Bo Ruoyou was a little confused, so Huo Weilou looked at her for a moment, and finally suppressed the momentum.

"They sent you home. Today, the Imperial Hospital is going to visit the patients in the city. If there is any judgment, I will let you know." He knew that she must be worried about this matter, so he made arrangements and said deeply, "If you can't wait, come to the Marquis' Mansion."

Bo Ruoyou's lips curled slightly, "Okay, I know."

Huo Weilou felt that Bo Ruoyou was a little too much to him. He held her heavily, leaned out of the carriage, and ordered the servant to send the person back to life. Then he looked at the guard driving the car with a cold look.

The guard was shocked by him and was frightened and trepidated for a moment.

When he walked to the palace gate, Huo Weilou's body had returned to force. The Imperial Guards respectfully let him into the imperial city. When they entered the outer court, Huo Weilou headed straight to Chongzheng Hall.

The morning court had finished, Emperor Jianhe was waiting for him. When he saw him coming, he immediately ordered someone to give him a seat.

Huo Weilou Surong reported what he had earned the day before yesterday. After hearing this, Emperor Jianhe showed a serious face, "This thing flowed in quietly. In just four months, so many people have been addicted to it, and it is even more serious than what you tested the night before."

Huo Weilou said seriously: "That's true. Your Majesty, the day before yesterday, there were a hundred people who entered the list. Today, I am afraid that the number of people will be nearly a thousand. More than half of these people are addicted to illness."

Emperor Jianhe asked: "I heard that Hong'er was also poisoned?"

Huo Weilou's eyes were slightly darker. There shouldn't be many people who knew about Huo Qinghong, but it still came into the ears of Emperor Jianhe. He hurriedly said, "Yes... He has been fond of fun since he was a child, and it is not surprising that he would come into contact with this thing. Now he is being detained in our mansion. He just waited for the Imperial Hospital to make a detoxification method. He can only suffer some trouble these days."

Emperor Jianhe sighed, "You are like his brothers, but he has never learned any of your self-control. This time, let him learn a lesson. As long as you don't hurt the roots, it's nothing."

Huo Weilou naturally should be, Emperor Jianhe looked at him for a moment, "I heard that you often follow the troubles around you now, and there is an extra woman?"

Huo Weilou silently pinched his finger on the ring, but his face was calm, "Yes, a female coroner, I met when I was in Qingzhou, and was also from the capital. She also helped the case in Luozhou. Later, when I returned to Beijing, I recommended her to be coroner in the Jingzhao Prefecture Office. I also asked her to take a look at the death of Song Yu."

Seeing that Huo Weilou had no concealment, Emperor Jianhe was very satisfied, "You never took a woman to do the job. And I heard that the woman is also a daughter of a noble family, and she is even more beautiful. Why, have you changed your temperament now?"

Huo Weilou hesitated a little and then said, "She really wins my favor."

Jianhedi immediately smiled, "It's rare, which girl is it?"

"It is the daughter of the third wife of Bo family. She has left Beijing since she was a child and has only returned this year." Huo Weilou suddenly thought of something, "Her father, you should remember that it was the Hanlin Bo Jingxing you ordered more than ten years ago."

Emperor Jianhe murmured this name, and then he showed a sudden look on his back, "It's his daughter?"

Huo Weilou should be, Emperor Jianhe recalled the past for a moment before smiling: "This is also fate. Bo Jingxing was quite outstanding in that generation back then, but later, I remember that something happened."

Huo Weilou nodded, and Emperor Jianhe asked, "Then what are your plans?"

Huo Weilou did not hesitate this time, "Now the court is in a bad state, I have a job. When these incidents are over, I will ask Your Majesty to give me a marriage."

Emperor Jianhe smiled loudly, "You are going to come for the first time? If she is Bo Jingxing's daughter, then her status is lower and she is not worthy of you. I remember that Bo Dalang, who is the boss of the Bo family, has been in the Heavenly Prison?"

"The Bo family is quite alienated from her. Your Majesty also knows that I don't value status. She is a very gentle and friendly person, and her character is not comparable to an ordinary woman. Marrying a wife who suits her will be more important than anything else."

Emperor Jianhe sighed when he heard this, "Forget it, I know you have some worries. Don't worry, I will not use those families to make things difficult for you. If you speak, what is the point of giving a marriage?"

Huo Weilou thanked him and turned his tribute to the golden ointment. He wanted to issue a ban to investigate the people behind the flow of the golden ointment into the capital. He also wanted to build temporary diseases and make the income of those who wanted to quit the disease. This would also make it easier for the imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital to treat them. Emperor Jianhe heard that this method was very good. He immediately made it accurate and discussed other matters for half an hour before Huo Weilou left the palace.

As soon as he left, the imperial study room was quiet for a moment. Not long after, Emperor Jianhe breathed out, "The daughter of the third wife of the Bo family is neither father nor mother, and is a coroner girl. What do you think?"

Emperor Jianhe looked at Fuquan, the eunuch beside him. Fuquan pulled his lips and said, "The Marquis's vision is naturally excellent. It seems that a little girl can do something for a coroner. It is just a difference in status and status. Your Majesty has always been kind to the Marquis, so it is nothing more than giving more rewards at that time."

Emperor Jianhe smiled kindly when he heard this.

Huo Wei went downstairs to the hall and his expression became completely cold. He had not thought of hiding her, and Emperor Jianhe knew that it would be a matter of time. When he thought of Bo Ruoyou's worries, he couldn't help feeling helpless. People who value family backgrounds in this world could not control his marriage, but the only person who could control his marriage did not want him to marry a girl from a noble family with real power.

Thinking of this, Huo Weilou felt a different kind of gratitude. The right time, place, people and people were under his control. Since that is the case, why didn’t he decide the marriage earlier? At that time, why would he be greedy for the moment when Lan Zhengfang arrived at the palace gate?

This thought made Huo Weilou feel excited. He quickly walked out of the palace and rode his horse to the Jingzhao Yin Yamen.

...

After Bo Ruoyou returned to the mansion, he entered the study room again. He was much more diligent than when he was young. Cheng Yunzhi didn't say much when he saw her like this, so he just drank tea and grew flowers in the mansion. He went out from time to time to walk with his neighbors, and enjoyed himself.

In the evening, Zhou Liang, who went out to buy, came back and reported to the father and daughter: "Master, Miss, this time the golden ointment has caused a lot of trouble. Many shops in the East and West Market have closed down because of this. Any brothel pleasure boat that has used this item has now been sealed by the yamen. It must be closed for a while. Those places are places where gold is being fought every day, and many brothels are all for the purpose of attracting customers. Now the boss behind them is afraid that they will not have time to cry after regret."

"Not only that, Jingzhao Yin Yamen and Jiucheng Patrol Battalion requisitioned a city-guarding army camp in the south of the city to treat those who were poisoned and wanted to quit the disease. Not only did they not allow the patients' homes to pay, but they also gave silver rewards to the homes of patients who took the initiative to treat them. I heard that nearly a hundred people were admitted in just half a day, and the patients who were diagnosed and treated in the disease camp were the imperial doctors in the palace."

Zhou Liang was surprised when he said that Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but look at Cheng Yunzhi's eyes with concern. Cheng Yunzhi looked ordinary and even spoke up and praised: "I didn't expect the yamen to move so quickly."

Bo Ruoyou whispered: "Enjoyed Father, this matter is directly under the command of the Ministry. Jingzhao Yin and the Patrol Battalion are just cooperation."

Cheng Yunzhi glanced at Bo Ruoyou for a moment, and knew that Bo Ruoyou was asking for credit for Huo Weilou, and he couldn't help but snorted, "I know it was Wu Zhaohou's credit. He has always acted erratic and decisively. I want to be able to control this matter in time, but you said that this thing is already popular in the southwest? I don't know what happened there."

Bo Ruoyou shook his head when he thought of this, "The southwest area is far away from the capital. I am afraid that the rich gentry are still using this thing to make profits, and I don't know that the court can care about it."

"It's probably beyond the reach." Cheng Yunzhi sighed.

Bo Ruoyou also felt this way. Thinking that the disease camp was set up in the capital and the Imperial Hospital spared no effort, she couldn't help but give her a lot of hope. If a detoxification strategy could be developed within three or two days, the poisoned people could escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

When the night was resting, Bo Ruoyou thought of Song Yu's death again.

Song Yu met Bo Jingqian on the day of the accident, and before his death, he even invited the two of them to the mansion. Both of them were involved in the golden ointment. Even if she had not found the beauty laughing, even if she did not go to the Lanyuelou case, there was no abnormality of Hu Changqing. As long as Huo Weilou digs along the two of them, he will eventually track down the property under the names of the two. At most one or two months, there will be more and more disasters caused by golden ointment in the capital, and sooner or later it will attract the attention of the government.

Bo Ruoyou felt a little sleepy when he thought about it. Song Yu's expression was very likely to be related to the golden ointment. As the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, could he understand that the golden ointment was poisoning the people and thus violated the interests of the people behind the scenes?

What’s more important is that his boots were filled with seeds of beautiful smile. After leaving Sanqing Temple that day, he must have gone to a place related to beautiful smile...

This thought arises, and Bo Ruoyou suddenly opens his eyes, or is it not related to the beauty’s smile, but to the golden ointment?

She must have made plans in her heart and hurriedly made herself fall asleep.

When they woke up the next day, it was already lightly bright. After Bo Ruoyou washed up, he ordered Zhou Liang to prepare the frame. When breakfast was available, they were alarmed by a harsh crying sound. The crying sound was heart-wrenching and came from the courtyard next to them. Cheng Yunzhi and Bo Ruoyou listened for a moment and couldn't help but walk out of the yard to see.

The streets and alleys were silent in the early morning, and there were few people. The doors of the Huang family next to them were wide open. The father and daughter returned to Beijing for more than two months. Cheng Yunzhi was kind and kind. He walked around several times and was already familiar with the two or three families around him.

The Huang family is also considered a scholarly family, but the family is in decline. Now it is hard to support it. A couple has three or five servants, and a son who is as old as Bo Ruoyou. The couple hopes that they are all here, hoping that he can get a fame and fortune.

Cheng Yunzhi had met Master Huang several times. He was a handsome and polite child. Master Huang and his wife also said that he was very filial, so Cheng Yunzhi also admired this junior. However, the harsh crying sound at this moment came from Master Huang.

In the wide open door, Mr. Huang pulled Mr. Huang hard. Mrs. Huang covered his face and cried. However, Mr. Huang refused to obey. He held the iron ring on the door tightly, for fear that they would send him away.

Cheng Yunzhi glanced at him and couldn't help but go forward, "Brother Huang, what's wrong?"

Mr. Huang looked depressed and looked at Mr. Huang with a grudge. He said helplessly: "Let Brother Cheng laugh at him. Lin'er... was poisoned by the poison of golden ointment. We only realized that he was seriously poisoned and always had an illness. Earlier, the family had some golden ointment for him to relieve, but now the places selling golden ointment in the capital have been severely investigated. He is also uncomfortable, and we don't want him to touch that thing again, so we thought to just send her to the sick camp opened by the government."

"This poison is stubborn and ordinary doctors can't help but hear that there is an imperial physician from the Imperial Hospital there. If he keeps him at home like this, he can only watch him get sick..."

Cheng Yunzhi felt that he had not seen me for a few days. Huang Lin had lost weight, his face was gray and his eyes were distracted. He looked like an addict. He was crying with tears in his face at this moment, "Father and mother don't want to send me there, that's done by the yamen. I don't want to go. I also have to study and take the exam for fame. I can tolerate it, I can tolerate it..."

Mrs. Huang said with red eyes: "Your poisonous hair was so terrifying last night. We are afraid that if you continue like this, you will not be able to survive. Lin'er, the yamen is nothing, it's not that you have committed any crime."

Huang Lin shook his head constantly, just not wanting to go. Seeing that he was so pitiful, Cheng Yunzhi couldn't help but feel compassionate, "Brother Huang, the child really doesn't want to go, why don't you think of some other way? He got poisoned last night and then took it over?"

Mr. Huang said with a bitter face: "I came over with my hands and feet tied up and almost bit off my tongue and tried to die. You said that's all. No matter how cruel we can't make up, we have to find a way for him to detoxify and get addicted."

He sighed and said, "It is said that the sick camp run by the yamen cannot come out within the month of entering, and it will be listed in the list. No one knows how the government deals with buying gold paste. He is afraid that the yamen will pursue it and will not want to go there."

Cheng Yunzhi didn't know much about this, so when he went to see Zhou Liang, Zhou Liang shook his head.

At this time, Huang Lin suddenly said: "My father and mother want to send me there, it's better to let me die if I really die-"

He was already pulling the door knocker, but after saying this, he actually hit the door panel. With a loud bang, Mr. Huang and his wife exclaimed, and the next moment, they saw Huang Lin collapsed with blood on his forehead. The change scared everyone's expressions. Mrs. Huang's eyes turned black and almost fell down, and Mr. Huang was also panicked.

Cheng Yunzhi hurriedly said: "Hold someone into the house."

The attendants of the Huang family rushed forward, and Zhou Liang also went up to help. Cheng Yunzhi followed in worriedly. Bo Ruoyou hurriedly supported him. When he entered the Huang family, he saw that Huang Lin, who was being carried by everyone, had no sense of consciousness. He was just bleeding heavily on his forehead and fell down. Master Huang was so anxious that his steps were unstable, and he ordered, "Hurry, go and invite the doctor--"

A servant responded and hurried out. Mrs. Huang looked at Huang Lin, who was bleeding all over his forehead and covered his face and cried bitterly, "What a sin I have done? Lin'er, my mother won't send you there, don't leave your mother..."
To be continued...