The Delicate Lady Coroner

"Brother, I'm anxious—"

Huo Qinghong suddenly got up and looked at Huo Wei Lou pitifully. Huo Wei Lou frowned and waved his hand. His eyes were still on Sun Zhao. Huo Qinghong's expression relaxed, and he walked out holding the brocade box in his hand.

Father Fu at the door greeted him, "The son of the world—"

Huo Qinghong waved his hand, "My father-in-law doesn't care about me, my stomach hurts."

Huo Qinghong ran away, knowing that he had become accustomed to his will, Fu Gonggong shook his head and did not care, but just turned around, only to see Bo Ruoyou approaching him, Bo Ruoyou looked at Huo Qinghong leaving with some worry. Direction, "Father-in-law, do you want to follow along and have a look?"

Fu Gonggong smiled and said, "The elder son is not a kid anymore, it's okay."

Huo Qinghong's unbearable expression still appeared in front of him, and Bo Ruoyou shook his head and said, "Father-in-law, you'd better go and have a look. It's just that I see Shizi with an uncomfortable look, I'm afraid it's not as simple as anxious."

She looked dignified, and Father Fu looked suspiciously, then took another look at the direction Huo Qinghong had left, and hurriedly followed, her eyes and eyebrows filled with worry, she only hoped it was not what she had guessed.

When she turned around, Huo Weilou looked at her, "What?"

"Seeing that the son is a little uncomfortable, I asked my father-in-law to take a look."

Huo Weilou's Jian eyebrows frowned, and did not ask much for the time being, and continued to say to Sun Zhao: "Let's not talk about anything else. Today, your yamen will work harder. Go to investigate first. It's just a few people. If this thing really spreads widely, And there are a lot of people who are deeply poisoned, and things are much more serious than we thought."

Sun Zhao hurriedly got up, "Well, if that's the case, then the next official will return to the yamen to mobilize manpower."

When Huo Weilou answered, Sun Zhao just left.

Huo Weilou got up and walked to the door, frowned and looked at the courtyard gate. There was a clean room in the courtyard, but Huo Qinghong only left the courtyard. He wrinkled his brows, and somehow felt uneasy in his heart.

After a while, Huo Wei Building couldn't help but walk out. Just when he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw Father Fu hurriedly walked towards them, "Hou Ye, go and have a look. inappropriate."

Huo Weilou's sword eyebrows twisted, "What is he doing?"

Father Fu said quickly: "The elder son is not in a hurry. He went to the guest house. At this moment... he is lighting the thing he brought..."

Huo Weilou's eyes changed suddenly, and he immediately followed Mr. Fu to the guest house not far away, where the guest house is always available. It was originally the place where Huo Qinghong came to rest in Hou’s mansion. Huo Weilou just walked outside the main entrance and smelled it. There was a faint sweet smell, his face was cold, he strode inside, and as soon as he entered the warm pavilion, he saw Huo Qinghong lying on the couch at a glance.

The brocade box was opened, he was holding a thin piece of copper in his hand, and gold paste was placed on the piece of copper, and he lit a lamp, and at the moment he was using the flame on the lamp to smoke and roast the copper piece, the gold paste When heated, he emitted wisps of smoke, and he was fascinated by the general effort to sniff the smoke.

"Huo Qinghong!" Huo Weilou let out a deep cry, and strode forward. Before Huo Qinghong could react, he snatched the copper piece from his hand and fell heavily to the ground with a snap!

Huo Qinghong was looking drunk, but his hands were suddenly empty. He slowly raised his eyes and looked for a moment before he recognized the person. He saw Huo Weilou, and finally there was a trace of fear on his face, but he couldn't help it. I stretched out my trembling hands and touched the brocade box again, "Big brother...I...the last time I am, I feel uncomfortable..."

Huo Weilou picked up the brocade box and handed it to Father Fu, then said with cold eyes: "Don't you mean you haven't used gold paste in the past few days?"

Huo Weilou still wanted to blame Huo Qinghong, but he didn’t have the energy to listen to him. His eyes followed the brocade box in Father Fu’s hand, and he was too busy to get up and down from the couch and wanted to take the brocade box back. See you in Huo Weilou. She shook his arm and pushed him onto the couch, "You answer first!"

Huo Qinghong's forehead was sweaty, and his face was pale. His eyes were fixed on the brocade box. Even if Huo Weilou was angry, he still couldn't hear the question of Huo Weilou. He was impatient and even wanted to be in front of him. Huo Wei Lou's face went to grab the brocade box.

"I... I'm uncomfortable, brother, let me smell first..."

He stood up again and came straight towards Father Fu. Father Fu had already seen that something was wrong at this moment. He stepped back and persuaded him, "My son, what a good thing is this? You first listen to Lord Hou. Don’t think about it all the time."

Huo Qinghong didn't care what he said, his hands outstretched trembling violently, and even his face began to twitch, "Father-in-law, give me... give me... I'm really uncomfortable..."

Seeing that he was so uncontrollable, Huo Weilou felt even more angry, and he pulled Huo Weilou back again, "You hold me back. I told you that this thing is poisonous and will never be touched again, you don’t understand. What is wrong with me?"

Huo Qinghong kept shaking, cold sweat and big ones falling down. Due to the continuous obstruction of Huo Wei Tower, the ends of his eyes started to flush, his breathing was short but urgent, as if he would be unable to breathe in the next moment, "Brother, I know... I really know, my last time, you let me touch the last time, I'm so uncomfortable, I'm really uncomfortable, brother..."

Huo Qinghong pleaded in his tone, and held Huo Weilou's hand. Seeing that he was silent, he was even more anxious to cry. Although Huo Qinghong has been blamed by him a lot these years, he hasn't been so pitiful. At that moment, Huo Weilou's scolding was stagnant, and a trace of unbearableness developed in his heart. He stood still, letting Huo Qinghong grasp himself.

"Are you addicted? As long as you don't touch this thing, you feel uncomfortable?"

Tears came from the corners of Huo Qinghong's eyes, and her voice was hoarse, "Brother, I am really uncomfortable. Hundred ants are as uncomfortable as a heartbreaker. You let me touch it for the last time, as long as the last time I will never touch it again, okay? Brother, please, brother..."

Huo Qinghong pleaded bitterly. Bo Ruoyou and Father Fu who looked at him were shocked. Although Bo Ruoyou had seen Hu Changqing and Han Ming, he had never seen what a person looked like from sober to poisonous hair. , And the word "addiction" that Huo Weilou just said, seems to tell the true meaning of this poison. This poison is not only poison, but it is even more terrible. Addiction, once an addiction arises, it is a hundred times more uncomfortable, but compared to those, this thing is more poisonous, it seems to control the body and mind of the poisoned person, making it completely difficult to lose control...

"Brother, please, let me touch it again, the last time..."

Seeing that Huo Weilou remained silent, Huo Qinghong suddenly knelt down, tears lingering from the corner of his eyes, and forced him to cry bitterly. He held Huo Weilou with one hand, and struggling to hit his own heart with the other hand, as if Hundred ants are really bitter. Seeing his pitiful appearance, the father-in-law on the side can't help it. "Master Hou, why don't you give the elder son a chance? What do you want to ask? Ask, if you go on like this, the old slave is afraid of something wrong with the son."

Huo Weilou's complexion was extremely cold, and Huo Qinghong seemed to be unable to support him. At this moment, he was crying and limp on the ground. His eyes changed a little, and he finally turned away his gaze unbearably, "Give it to him."

Father Fu immediately stepped forward. He wanted to help Huo Qinghong first, but he didn’t expect that Huo Qinghong couldn’t get up. He collapsed on the ground and came to grab the brocade box in his hand. He climbed a few steps to pick up the copper piece on the ground. , When pouring out the golden ointment from the jade bottle, even a lot of it was spilled because of the unstable hands. He looked at the golden ointment spilled out of distress, but he didn't care about anything else, so he climbed onto the couch and went to the lamp. Go on.

When the white smoke came out, he hurriedly drew close to his nostrils and sucked it five or six times. The pain on his face was relieved, and he exhaled contentedly, and he was half lying on the table. On the top, holding the copper piece like an unwilling child, and sucking it for a while, a faint smirk appeared on his face.

This scene was only seen in the Han family in Huo Weilou a moment ago. I never thought that worries had become reality. His handsome face was cold, and his eyes were even more terrifying when he looked at Huo Qinghong. Huo Qinghong, who was about to be frightened, had no sense of his surroundings at this moment. He greedily inhaled the smoke, and after smelling the smell, Huo Weilou's heart was also a little frustrated.

He turned around and walked out of Nuan Pavilion.

Father Fu was worried and stayed with Huo Qinghong to take care of him. Bo Ruoyou walked out following Huo Wei Tower. The earlier comfort was useless at this moment, because everyone could see that Huo Qinghong had been deeply poisoned.

Huo Weilou called the attendant of the Hou Mansion, and said: "Call Ming Guilan, and then go to the palace and ask for an imperial doctor."

The attendant left, Huo Weilou firmly squeezed his hand and pulled his fingers, with a bit of chill on his face, Bo Ruoyou stood beside him and whispered: "Master Hou calms down his anger. Everything in the world always grows and restrains each other. There is always a way to eliminate the poison, but His Royal Highness will have to suffer a bit."

At this point, she said softly: "Hou Yeshi said it is extremely true. I didn't expect that the most terrible thing about this poison is not the hallucinogenic and maddening, but the addictive, Han family brothers. That's the case, and the same is true for Hu Yao. Because he can't do without this thing, he is constantly buying money and silver. When I went to Hu Yao's writer's school in the morning, he had already sold all the valuable things in his home."

Hearing what she said, Huo Weilou's heaviness in his heart dissipated a little, but he still felt furious. When he saw Han Ming earlier, he thought this poison was terrible. Now he saw Huo Qinghong look like this with his own eyes. Wan Jian is heart-warming, he said coldly: "It's addictive, and the price is comparable to gold. It's really a lucrative business."

The yamen's performance is still in the future, but he seems to have seen that this profitable business will bring the capital city and even the entire Great Zhou down, and he can't help feeling a little bit of chills in his heart.

He turned his eyes to look inside the room, "If you let him touch the poison again this time, there will be another time."

Huo Weilou had expected that there would be no last time Huo Qinghong said, "He is wanton, and I don’t have much control over him, but since childhood, as long as I get angry with him, he will definitely constrain, but now My words don’t work either. If I knew that, I should be more strict with him, and he wouldn’t get caught up in this."

Huo Weilou's voice was low and he had a deep sense of self-blame. Bo Ruoyou hadn't seen him look like this before, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and stood in front of him, "This matter has nothing to do with Lord Hou. Now that I don’t know much about this poison, I don’t have a clue. When I know how it becomes addictive, there will always be a way to get rid of it."

Her eyes were particularly concerned. Huo Weilou looked at her for a moment, his eyebrows finally loosened, and Bo Ruoyou said again: "You Ming, there are many imperial doctors, and he will definitely be able to help."

Huo Weilou sighed, "I only hope so."

He raised his hand and squeezed his eyebrows. Because of the sweet smell in the room, he felt a little uncontrollable irritability. Seeing that he seemed unwell, Bo Ruoyou hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Lord Hou?"

Huo Weilou put down his hand and met her worried eyes. He hesitated a little and said, "I used the golden ointment he sent last time."

"What?" Bo Ruoyou's expression changed, and she couldn't help but grasped Huo Weilou's hand. Her fingertips were on his vein door, and she wanted to ask him for his pulse. Huo Weilou held her backhand and smiled bitterly. , "I'm fine."

Seeing that she was nervous as if she was facing a great enemy, he didn't believe what he said, so he said: "I used this thing that day, I only found it to be refreshing, and I also wanted to know what it was that made him praise all kinds of things, that thing. After using it, I really refreshed my energy a lot, but I found it weird. At that time, I also had the idea of ​​using this thing everyday. This idea gave birth to me, but it made me wary. It's too beautiful and illusory, it hurts people so much, so I only used it once."

"When did Lord Hou use it? Did you feel unwell afterwards?"

"Just two days ago, I was not addicted. It can be seen that this thing can't make people addicted once. It's just that I can smell the sweet and greasy taste, which makes my heart feel a little upset."

Bo Ruoyou worried: "That's because this thing is weirdly poisonous. Although a poisoning is not serious, it will definitely damage your body. Lord Hou will never touch this thing again."

Huo Weilou naturally responded, and felt that her palms were cold and sweaty, and she couldn't help comforting her, "Don't worry, even if these things are delivered to my eyes, I will have a sense of measure. I don't like things that are addictive."

Bo Ruoyou couldn't help showing a look of resentment, "Hou Ye Shicai's words are really scary. If Hou Ye is also poisoned by this, I really don't know what to do."

"How could it be." He saw her nervousness in his eyes. In such a situation, he might not care about the comfort and care of others, but she was different. His irritated heart settled a little, and he went to see Huo inside the house. What happened to Qing Hong?

Huo Qinghong's entire head was limp on the couch, his face was still quite satisfying, and the gold paste on the copper sheet had been dried, and the smoke was less. Huo Weilou stretched his brows when he saw him like this. Can't help **** it up again, and then stepped forward and looked at him condescendingly.

As soon as Huo Qinghong started to wake up, he saw Huo Weilou standing in front of him. He was taken aback and recalled a moment ago. His complexion changed a little. He grumbled and got up, and then he shrank towards the corner of the couch.

"Big...Big brother..."

Huo Qinghong was extremely frightened, and his eyes were full of horror. Huo Weilou looked at him for a moment, but sat down, put the brocade box away, and handed it to Father Fu. "You said it yourself, and this is the last time."

This remark immediately made Huo Qinghong's face white as paper, but how he dare to argue at this time, Huo Weilou looked at him in time, "Tell me, when did you start using this thing? How many times did you feel that you can't live without this thing? What's wrong? I think you have lost weight. I think it's not as normal as you said."

Huo Qinghong knew that this matter could no longer be concealed, and that the object was poisonous. This time the matter might be very serious, so he whispered and replied: "I got this thing a month ago. The first time I tried it was with Feng Feng. Ye and a few of them were at a Zhuangzi outside the city. At that time, they felt that they had used this thing, but then I took the thing and came back. At the beginning, it was not used every day, but after two days, I remembered it again. So I used it again, and then I felt that I had this good thing, so why not just enjoy it every day?"

"Now that I think about it, I used it ten times to get up and down, and it was a bit wrong. One day I went out and didn't bring this thing with me, but suddenly my thoughts were tight. My heart was beating for a while, my hands were shaking and my body was sweating. I just thought it was. I usually neglect to practice martial arts, and my body is very lazy, so I went home and used this thing. After using this thing, I immediately felt that the uncomfortable feeling disappeared. At the time, I was still thinking that this thing is really a god. , It can be used immediately and effectively."

"Later I didn't go out often, but I felt sleepy day by day. But the strange thing is that even if I smell this thing, I feel that the whole person is alive again, and I think this thing is amazing. , Also at that time, thinking that this thing is also very useful to my eldest brother, so I sent this thing over. I can’t understand other changes, that is, people are prone to sleepiness and weakness, and also a little anxious and irritable, but I can use this every day. Things, the uncomfortable side can't be felt..."

"It's just that I have been using it more and more frequently in the past two days, and I faintly feel that it is not right, but when I think of the feeling of ecstasy that this thing brings, I feel that it is not a big deal to use more diligence, at most, use more gold. It's silver."

Speaking of his grievance, he said: "I don't know that this thing is poisonous. If I knew it, I would definitely come to the Hou Mansion to tell my eldest brother. I didn't think that too much. Drinking too much is not good, but my father loves drinking. , I think I might really like this thing too much lately, but maybe my interest will fade again—"

"Then you know now? The drinker left the wine, but you would not think of the point of abnormality. You just broke down and begged me. Do you remember?" Huo Weilou stared at him like a sword.

Huo Qinghong flinched inward, his face was white and red, and he obviously remembered it, but he seemed to remember the feeling of discomfort. For a moment, the end of his eyes was slightly red and said, "But brother, I'm really uncomfortable. I was uncomfortable just now. Is dying, do you really forbid me to use it again? I don’t know when I will be uncomfortable next time, but I don’t want to experience it anymore, brother, you are going to find someone to detoxify me, I I don't want to be that ghost!"

Although Huo Qinghong is a generation of wandering corpses, he has been a little arrogant since he was a young man. Now he is sober, he naturally knows that the scene of kneeling and crying is too ugly, and the heart-wrenching taste is even more so. Nightmare.

When Huo Weilou saw that he had not yet reached the right or wrong place, he said to Microsoft, "I have ordered people to come back, and people to go to the palace to ask a doctor. As long as you are obedient, I will naturally let people detoxify you. "Speaking his words, "It's just that this detoxification will not be so fast. I said that it was the last time, but it was really the last time. When I feel uncomfortable next time, I won't be softhearted anymore. Recklessly, but this time, you have to hold it back."

Huo Qinghong's eyes were full of fear, and Huo Weilou said again: "Before you detoxified, you lived in the Hou Mansion. When did the poison be detoxified, and then go back to the Government Mansion, you also know your father and mother, they are more than me. Your heart is a hundred times softer, you dignified Lord Huo, do you want to be controlled by that poison for the rest of your life?"

Huo Qinghong shook his head, "I don't want to, but..."

But he was also scared. However, facing Huo Weilou's solemn look, he did not dare to say that it would be good if Huo Weilou had not yelled at him if he had contracted such a weird thing.

Huo Weilou instructed Father Fu again, "Buy some things here, and send a few people to take care of him. Without my order, he is not allowed to leave the Hou Mansion. If he is not obedient, he will be tied up."

Father-in-law Fu felt very distressed, but he also saw how powerful the poison was, and immediately responded.

Huo Weilou looked at Huo Qinghong, "I didn't want to give you the right talent, but if you can't listen to what I said, I will be considered as giving you the last chance. I can use any method."

Huo Qinghong was frightened when he heard it, and glanced at the sunken sky outside, feeling inexplicably that his next days were also dark, and at this time, Ming Guilan had arrived at the Hou Mansion.

Ming Guilan is considered to be his own. Huo Weilou told the cause and effect of the incident. Ming Guilan was also very surprised. "This thing is so poisonous?!"

Huo Weilou nodded, "I know you don't understand this thing, but Hong'er is like this right now, you need to use some methods to detoxify him."

Ming Guilan's countenance suddenly fell. They asked for pulse after talking for a moment. Ming Guilan asked Huo Qinghong about the daily routine. At the end, his expression was quite serious, and he obviously had no clue for the time being. Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but behave. Huo Qinghong asked about the pulse, but only by looking at the pulse, he couldn't see too much abnormality, and soon, the royal physician in the palace also arrived.

To the imperial doctor, Huo Weilou didn't say much, but simply explained the toxicity of the substance. The imperial doctor who came was surprised when he heard about it, but after hearing about it, he was still confused, and the prescription he prescribed was also warm and nourishing. With that, Huo Weilou had to make him go home first.

At this time, the night has shrouded, and the entire Hou Mansion is brightly lit tonight. Huo Weilou sat in the warm pavilion and said, "It seems that we still have to see more patients. Just look at one of them. Everyone does not know how the toxicity is recovered. thing."

To learn more about the patients, he could only wait for the yamen to report. Bo Ruoyou was also worried that the incident was not trivial, so he stayed for a while, and when he had a quick son, Sun Zhao hurried to the Hou Mansion.

He took a roster in his hand and told him as soon as he took his seat: "Master Hou, this is only the place where gold anointing is sold in the entire east of the city. In the west of the city, we will have time to investigate in the future. The officials will stay overnight tonight. There will be clues tomorrow. In addition, we also asked more than a dozen households who bought this item. Tomorrow, we can come to check whether they have been poisoned."

After Sun Zhao finished speaking, he wiped a sweat, "Although he hasn't come to the door yet, the officials already feel that it is not very good, because the gold ointment they sell is not a small number, and they started selling it after a year. It is now in April. Now, in four months, the first wave of people who bought gold ointment, I am afraid that they have already been extremely poisoned."

"Especially the people who buy the most expensive gold anointing. The sellers say that the most inferior things are mostly flowing into the brothel and used for aphrodisiac purposes. This thing will not really aphrodisiac, just after smelling it. It is quite exciting to make the blood flow up, and it will inevitably have some stimulating effects, while the slightly better ones have some hallucinogenic effects. The top-quality ones are even more good ones. Most shops selling this stuff also use them, although they found If you use this thing too much, you can't live without it, but I don't think it's so inappropriate."

Huo Weilou's heart sank suddenly. This was the worst result they expected. He pondered for a moment, and immediately ordered someone to prepare a car. Then he said to Sun Zhao: "You follow me in the palace. This matter needs to be met. My Majesty."