The system is forcing me to heal the cannon fodder male supporting role again

At that time, Lu Ji was sitting in the living room drinking tea. The tea was good tea, but it lost its taste in his mouth.

Holding the teacup, he sighed, and Ah Wu scratched his head: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

My lord and the second prince have been friends since childhood, even if I forgot their childhood friendship, at least I met once, and they are brothers in name, so it won't be possible for someone to establish a mansion, and the lord doesn't even want to give face?

Lu Ji looked at the very familiar pigeon on the branch of the tree outside the door, but couldn't stand up for some reason, and said quietly: "Hongmen Yan, have you heard of Hongmen Yan?"

Ah Wu was very ashamed: "My lord, I haven't studied for a few years, what kind of banquet is this... I don't know, what you are going to is the Wei Wang banquet, what does it have to do with it?"

Lu Ji already knew that he could not be counted on, so he simply drove them out, out of sight and out of mind, leaving him alone in the living room, but even more worried.

Looking at the red invitation card lying quietly on the table, Ji Rongyu's affectionate and aggrieved eyes appeared in front of Lu Ji's eyes, and goose bumps all over his body.Just as Ji Rongyu was thrown away, Mu Heng's ice-like face jumped out again.

He slumped down on the table, looking forward to a sudden appearance of a pink lady, rubbing his forehead and shoulders.

However, there were no fans and confidants, and the system came out again.

"Host, don't you want to go?"

Lu Ji was weak: "I am not stupid to ask questions knowingly."

It is said to be a Hongmen banquet, but Uncle Liu Huang can still ride a horse when he escapes. He can't even ride a horse. Wouldn't it be courting death to rush forward?

It is rare for the system to help him analyze it kindly: "But if you don't go today, you will only sit on Mu Heng's speculation about your betrayal, and he will definitely not let the host off you."

But if he goes, and pretends to flatter him, how can Mu Heng be so easy to fool?

Lu Ji is like a pancake that has been tossed and spread on both sides, no matter what happens.

"As long as you do me a favor..." Ji Rongheng's words rang in his ears again.

Lu Ji wiped his face vigorously, knowing what it means to have to bow your head under the eaves.

He sighed and walked out of the room, Ah Wu followed with small steps, Lu Ji waved his hand: "I'll go and see Master Shen, you don't have to follow."

Ah Wu showed an expression that he didn't want to be beaten, Lu Ji endured it, and then he didn't kick up, turned around and took two steps, and suddenly stopped.

"My lord, what else is there?"

Lu Ji raised his hand with a sullen expression, "Get that pigeon down for me."

Ah Wu blinked: "The crippled cricket and duck..."

"No need!" Lu Ji's head hurt, his feet stomped loudly, and he left without looking back.

On the way, he racked his brains, trying to figure out how to get Shen Zhiwei to agree to accompany him on this trip.

Mu Heng's power is so powerful that it's easy to handle a idle king who is eating and waiting to die, but if Shen Zhiwei is added, he must be afraid of three points.

The abacus was crackling, but Lu Ji didn't expect that he didn't even see Shen Zhiwei's face.

"Say it again?" Lu Ji suspected that he had heard it wrong.

The young man was the one who was newly dialed to deliver medicine to Shen Zhiwei a few days ago, and he lowered his head respectfully: "Master Shen just went out after lunch, and he hasn't come back yet."

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know, Mr. Shen always takes Chen San'er with him when he goes out, and we don't ask questions."

Lu Ji's heart sank, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.God wants him to go to the tiger's lair alone, no delay will help, let's just take a step and see.

The congratulatory gifts had already been prepared early, Lu Ji changed into his normal clothes, picked out a few servants who could punch and kick, and a group of people went to the newly completed Wei Palace.

On the second floor of Zuixiang Building, it was still the same seat by the window, and the two sat facing each other.

Wen Jingyu's hands hidden in his sleeves were sweating, and he looked at the person opposite him with bright eyes.

Shen Zhiwei, in a white robe and jade crown, leaned against the window, holding a jade cup with her slender fingers, and kept playing with her downcast eyes.The light red that was often dyed on his face seemed to be a little heavier, and the fragrance of wine was lingering all over his body.

He didn't speak, and Wen Jingyu didn't know what to say. He fidgeted for a while, and suddenly got up to pour the wine again: "My lord, if your lord thinks this wine is still good for your throat, I will make a few more jugs after the grass people go back, and send it to your lord some other day."

Shen Zhiwei looked out the window, his eyes were a little blurred, Chen San'er stood aside, anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "My lord, you can't..."

Shen Zhiwei didn't seem to hear it, seeing the wine in the glass was full, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, Chen San'er was about to faint, and kept winking at Wen Jingyu, but now it's not the same as before, Wen Jingyu didn't notice him.

Chen San'er bowed his head dejectedly. The adults in his family knew that they couldn't drink enough. In the past, in order to avoid accidents in the army, they never touched a drop of alcohol. This time Wen Jingyu brought medicinal materials last time, and this time he brought wine again. Maybe he didn't want to offend him. The adults in his family actually drank it.

But Shen Zhiwei has always had a problem with drinking, if he doesn't drink it, it's fine, once he gets infected, he must drink until he is drunk, and he will definitely feel extremely uncomfortable afterwards.

He wanted to stop Wen Sheng just now, but Shen Zhiwei still stopped, Chen San'er really didn't know what to do.

Seeing Shen Zhiwei drinking the wine, Wen Jingyu was overjoyed and poured wine for him more enthusiastically. Shen Zhiwei would not refuse anyone who came, but Chen San'er looked like he was about to cry.

Outside the window, the sun was setting and the pedestrians were still like weaving. Shen Zhiwei stared at it, and suddenly stopped.

Wen Jingyu has been copying scriptures and writing family letters in the monastery for the past few days, earning some money. Today, he deliberately changed into brand-new cloth clothes, but he is still a little embarrassed: "The grass-roots people are really flattered to be able to win the favor of adults. The grass-roots people know that The status is low, and he is not talented, but the grassroots will never forget the kindness of the lord, and in the future, he will be driven by the lord, and he will not hesitate to die..."

"Do you know who that is?" Shen Zhiwei asked suddenly.

Wen Jingyu was interrupted unexpectedly, and before she could answer, Chen San'er leaned over to the window to poke her probe, and said in surprise, "Master Jing?"

Only then did Wen Jingyu come back to his senses, and looked around, only to see a group of horses and chariots passing by downstairs.But he has never been in contact with any high-ranking officials and nobles, so naturally he can't recognize whose house this is.Seeing that Chen San'er answered for him, he suddenly felt that he was not as good as a servant, his face became hot for a moment, and he clenched his sleeves tightly.

Fortunately, Shen Zhiwei didn't notice that he seemed to be very drunk, so he chuckled twice: "King Jing, it's King Jing..." He raised his head and took another sip of wine.

Chen San'er couldn't hold it anymore, and persuaded in a low voice: "My lord, I can't drink anymore, I can't drink any more..."

Shen Zhiwei's face became more flushed, and he looked much better than before. He turned a deaf ear and asked, "Do you know where he is going?"

Chen San'er was in a dilemma for a while: "This... there are many forks in the road ahead, and I don't know where Prince Jing is going."

"Wei, Wang, Fu." Shen Zhiwei whispered word by word.

Chen San'er was shocked: "How would you know..."

Shen Zhiwei laughed out loud suddenly, but it frightened Chen San'er.The last time Shen Zhiwei laughed like this was when the old Duke’s body was retrieved from the battlefield. At that time, Shen Zhiwei himself picked up the old man from the pile of dead people and tried his best to find the old Duke, just laughed like this several times , and then fell down, and suffered from fever for more than half a month, and almost went with the old man.

Seeing Shen Zhiwei smile like this again now, Chen San'er was almost scared out of her wits, seeing him drinking one cup after another, she didn't dare to persuade him any more, just thinking of him remembering the death of the old Duke, and using alcohol to relieve his sorrow for a while .

These days, Shen Zhiwei has been asking him to investigate the evidence of Ji Rongyu's contacts with the Huns in Northern Xinjiang. Although he doesn't know why his lord is so sure, after several investigations, he did find some clues.

Thinking about the death of the old Duke, Chen San'er also had a bold guess, but it was so important that he didn't dare to think about it.

Shen Zhiwei suddenly threw himself on the table and knocked over a pot of sake.Chen San'er and Wen Jingyu were startled, and quickly got up to help.

Shen Zhiwei lay prone on the table, half of his sleeves were soaked.His long eyebrows were furrowed, his eyelashes trembled, and he repeated two words in his mouth, like a whisper between lovers, and also like a sigh that cannot be said directly.

King Wei's Mansion is half a city away from King Jing's Mansion. Unlike King Jing's Mansion, which is located in a downtown area, it is very close to the Northern Imperial City, which shows the compassion of the Holy Spirit.It took more than half an hour for Lu Ji to hurry, and when the sedan chair was dropped outside Wei Wang's mansion, the sun had gradually set to the west, and in the afterglow of orange warmth, the high walls of the rich gates of Wei Wang's mansion were even more majestic.

There was a lot of traffic in front of Prince Wei's mansion, and there were a lot of visitors. A man in charge personally welcomed him into the mansion with a smile: "If it's not time for the banquet tonight, my lord has already ordered, if you come, go directly to the Liangge to meet him immediately. Your Majesty has been waiting for you."

Lu Ji smiled dryly: "There are only two... King Wei, there is no one else?"

The butler pushed the Liang Pavilion away for him, and smiled blindly: "The prince will know when he goes in."

Before he could answer, he suddenly pushed hard, and Lu Ji staggered across the threshold. Before he could stand still, the door slammed shut behind him.

"Wait!" Lu Ji turned around, but a bit of coolness suddenly stuck to his neck, and he froze in place.