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

Lu Ji gritted his teeth, and told him he could carve wood carvings, but this man used the pretext of getting tools to procrastinate and procrastinate. !

At the checkpoint at the entrance, Tao Jin looked at the gazebo, frowning with thick brows, and couldn't help but want to step forward, but Li Xiuming pulled his sleeves.

Li Xiuming shook his head, Tao Jin shook his sleeves angrily, turned around and shouted at the guard: "What are you waiting for, hurry up and check!"

There is still a moment left before Si Shi.

"My lord, my lord, the tools are brought—" the stuttering boy ran far into the gazebo, panting, and took a small wooden box with both hands with a smile on his face.

"It's cold today, the shop two streets away was closed, and the little one ran three streets away to buy it. By the way, the little one even used the name of an adult. When the driver heard it, his whip danced. Going fast, not even asking for money--ouch!"

The more He Yuan listened, the more angry he became, and he slapped him on the head: "Idiot, idiot!"

The stuttering boy held his face aggrievedly: "Didn't you tell the little one to 'hurry up' before you left..."

Lu Ji folded his arms while watching the fun, and suddenly cupped his hands and said, "My lord, can the students start?"

He Yuan finally pushed the boy away angrily, and looked at him with a sneer: "Han Sheng, it's not even a moment, I advise you to be soft as soon as possible, and I can make peace for you..."

But Lu Ji didn't listen any more, he bowed deeply: "Since the adults agree, the students can start."

He Yuan's face was ugly, and he flicked his sleeves for a while: "Go with you!"

Lu Ji straightened up with firm eyes.

"Thank you sir."

The day is high, the clouds are scattered and the sky is blue.

Lu Ji opened the wooden box, and there were a few neatly cut long pieces of wood inside, and a few files and wooden wedges in order, just like the ones he saw in the room that day.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Lu Ji was sweating a little on his forehead. He was not sure whether his guess was correct, but for now, he could only take a gamble.

Lu Ji took a deep breath, picked up a piece of wood, rubbed the texture of the wood against his palm, and felt very familiar, but Lu Ji had a new question in his mind.

What are you engraving?

He will definitely not engrave Ji Rongyu again.

but……

A few days ago, the scene of Shen Zhiwei and him walking in the plum garden appeared in front of my eyes. The bright red plum blossoms were covered with layers of fine snow, and it seemed that as long as I stomped my feet, they would shake and fall white...

He collected himself and picked up the carving knife.

It was still a little rusty when he dropped the first knife, but then he gradually picked up, as if he had done the same thing countless times, countless times, in the room, alone in the room, staring at the empty room and caring deeply.

The shadow of the sun gradually shifted, and it was less than half a quarter away from Si Shi.

Lu Ji carved faster and faster, and sawdust gradually piled up on the ground.

"My lord, what is he carving?" the stuttering boy covered his face.

He Yuan squinted his eyes: "Do you think he can finish the engraving?"

The stuttering boy said in a low voice: "It seems that it is really possible..."

"It's okay!" He Yuan slapped him angrily again, "Go, find a way to make him engrave slowly! Go! If he succeeds in engraving, you don't even want a head!"

The servants Nuonuo agreed, looked at each other, swarmed to Lu Ji, and started yelling around him.

Lu Ji turned a deaf ear and focused on the gradually forming wood under his hands.

A little servant was a little anxious, and raised his hand to grab the wood carving. Lu Ji turned sideways to avoid it, but still didn't lift his head.

Someone grabbed Lu Ji's hand, Lu Ji turned around, someone deliberately slammed into his arm, Lu Ji turned sideways, someone threw stones at him, Lu Ji squatted down directly, no matter what, his eyes never left With the palm-sized piece of wood in his hand, it seemed that once he started doing this, nothing would disturb him.

Sun Ying gradually approached Sizheng, and after another boy tried to trip him and failed, Lu Ji suddenly stood up, carved a few knives in his hand, and raised his hand high: "My lord, I'm done!" Panting, his gaze But very godly.

What is held in the hand is a slender flower branch, and further upwards, the branch extends, and five luxuriantly clustered petals bloom.

It is a plum blossom.

"My lord..." The stunned boy said in a dumbfounded voice, "We did our best..."

He Yuan's face was purple, and he shouted angrily: "Catch him!"

The shadow of the sun was not too far away, and as soon as He Yuan finished speaking, Lu Ji put the flower in his arms, turned around and rushed to the door!

A group of servants followed closely behind. At the door, the last tester was finishing checking the paperwork. Tao Jin urged him like he couldn't wait to get in: "Hurry up, hurry up! There are still people behind!"

The man seemed to have bad eyesight, he fumbled and took two steps forward, but he went astray and bumped into the wall, and then took two steps back without stopping to apologize.

"Sizheng, seal the door—"

There was a long shout from the Gongyuan, and the guards guarding the gate began to slowly close the gate, but Lu Ji was still some distance away from the gate.

What the hell!

"Wait, wait, I, ah——" Lu Ji gritted his teeth and ran all the way. The tester walked slowly into the gate while groping, but just blocked the path that only allowed one person to pass. Seeing that the door was about to close, Li Xiuming on the side suddenly raised his foot and kicked the tester on the back of his waist——

The man immediately leaned forward, and Lu Ji took the opportunity to jump, stuck in the last moment before the door closed, and jumped into the door!

"Ouch!" The tester was pressed right under Lu Ji, and it became a humanoid pad.

There was a heavy sound of the door closing behind him, but Lu Ji seemed to lose his strength, lying on the man's body for a long time, unable to get up.

His heart was beating fast, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. Lu Ji panted heavily, and after a long while, he heard a weak cry from below him: "Brother, can you get up..."

The two stood up, Lu Ji sighed quickly, and smiled with cupped hands: "It was just abrupt, please don't blame me, brother."

But the man squinted his eyes and bowed to the wall: "It's okay, I have to find the location of the house, so I'll take my leave first." As he spoke, he stepped forward, knocked against the wall with a bang, and covered his head wobbly.

Lu Ji froze for a moment, shaking in front of his eyes, but the man didn't seem to notice it, Lu Ji twitched his mouth, could it be...a high myopia?

God...how did he get in? !

Lu Ji had no choice but to grab his sleeves and walked forward together: "Which row are you in, tell me, I'll take you there."

"Thank you, thank you..."

The two gradually walked away. Outside the Gongyuan, Tao Jin looked at Li Xiuming opposite, and couldn't help laughing for a long time.

Li Xiuming was helpless: "What are you laughing at?"

Tao Jin raised his eyebrows: "I laugh at Mr. Li's very good kick."

Li Xiuming smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and sighed: "This man is also destined to be so difficult. If he passes the exam in the future, I hope he can come to the Ministry of Rites."

"Who is coming to the Ministry of Rites?" The indifferent and majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Tao and Li were taken aback, then hurriedly turned around and saluted: "My lord."

The old man with white beard and hair was dressed in a purple official uniform and a goldfish bag on his waist. His appearance was dignified and majestic. He said indifferently: "Which candidate in Jinke does Mr. Li like?"

Li Xiuming lowered his head, glanced at He Yuan behind him who also kept his head down obediently, and hesitated to speak.

Zhu Qing cast a sideways glance at He Yuan behind him: "Why, the one who Mr. He didn't want people to take the exam just now?"

He Yuan wiped the sweat off his face, but he didn't dare to say anything, Li Xiuming said, "Exactly."

Zhu Qing was noncommittal, and casually glanced at the closed gate of the Gongyuan.

"Really, it's so strange that I want to see him too."

There will be three exams, one exam every three days, and once you enter the Gongyuan, you can't leave it again. The gate will be opened again after nine days, and the dust has settled.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moon is full on the willow branches, and the faint fragrance floats.

After passing the examination, it entered the first lunar month, and everyone in the Yongchao Hall had to rest and watch the year, so the release of the rankings would naturally have to wait for the fifteenth day.

On the [-]th day, the emperor issued an edict to lift the one-day curfew, and with the arrival of spring, the people in the capital who had been staying at home for half a month took to the streets one after another.

Lu Ji squatted in the corner and threw a maltose into his mouth.The crunchy aroma of peanut kernels and sesame seeds neutralized the sweetness of the icing, and it tasted addictive, which greatly changed his impression of sweets.

He ate several in a row, looked at the crowd coming and going, and couldn't help sighing.

"There are so many people, where can I find them!"

Just in time for the curfew to be lifted, Yue Qingbo clamored to come out. Lu Ji took the test in a private prison-like dormitory for a few days, and his vitality was severely damaged. After leaving the Gongyuan, he lay on the bed for several days. She spread pancakes on the bed, but when Yue Qingbo saw that he was not going, she went to tease Shen Zhiwei, but the three of them had no choice but to come out together, and by the way, they gave everyone in the palace a vacation.

But who would have expected that the three of them would be dispersed by the flow of people within a short time.

Lu Ji stood up, clapped his hands, exhaled, and decided to walk around and try his luck.

Looking at the crowded street in front of him, Lu Ji pinched his nose and squeezed in bravely.

The crowd moved forward slowly, and within a short distance, Lu Ji staggered and squeezed out again, holding his knees and frowning for a while, panting for a while, there must be too many people, walking inside is sardine cans, what are you looking for? people!

He sighed resignedly, regretting that there is no portable communication tool here.

"Brother, do you want to buy lanterns?"

Hearing this voice, Lu Ji was startled immediately, raised his head to look, and his eyes lit up: "It's you!"

Standing behind the lantern booth, Wen Jingyu couldn't help being stunned: "Brother, do you recognize me?"

"I'm the one—" Lu Ji stopped suddenly, and then remembered that he used the appearance of "Han Miao" when he went to the exam that day, and Wen Jingyu naturally didn't recognize him.

"It's okay, I just see that you are very kind." Lu Ji smiled dryly, and picked up a lantern without saying anything, "How do you sell this lantern?"

"Three taels of silver," Wen Jingyu added cautiously after finishing speaking, "If brother wants, it can be cheaper."

"No need." Lu Ji took out an ingot of silver from his pocket, put it on the table, and smiled, "I bought it." After saying that, he turned around and left with the lantern in his hand. Wen Jingyu was stunned, and hurriedly picked up the silver Chased out.

"Brother, there are too many—"

Lu Ji dodged to hide in the crowd, and then looked back.Seeing that he couldn't be found, Wen Jingyu hesitated for a while and then turned back.

Lu Ji watched him greet him and send him to sell lanterns, and he seemed to see himself who had done everything to make a living in a trance, and couldn't help but sigh.

He looked down at the lantern in his hand, it was made of octagonal sandalwood, the paper was painted with the Eight Immortals, and the outer layer was covered with a carved wooden frame, and it kept turning with the flick of his fingers, it was still a revolving lantern.

Lu Ji was so fascinated that he didn't notice a person bumping into him from behind, and immediately staggered forward, and before he could utter an exclamation, someone grabbed his wrist.

He breathed out in shock, and heard the voice of the person behind him with a hint of displeasure: "If the prince goes out to parade in the street, he will be knocked down by others, so it's more appropriate to go back home and sleep."

"Shen Zhiwei?" Lu Ji was overjoyed, turned his head away, and saw Shen Zhiwei sighed helplessly.

"My lord, why are you so engrossed?" Shen Zhiwei didn't wear a white robe today, but changed into a light blue one, with white hair on the collar and cuffs. Lu Ji thinks it looks very...mother.

The clothes seemed to have been sent by someone from Beijiang a few days ago, and they were said to be Lu Ji's cousin.Only then did Lu Ji know that although Shen Zhiwei's parents died, she still had an aunt.

He wanted to ask again, but Shen Zhiwei didn't seem to want to elaborate on this matter, he only said that the two of them had stayed together in the capital and northern Xinjiang for a few years, and this time he returned to Beijing to recuperate, leaving only him in northern Xinjiang My cousin is still holding up the field, and he sounds like a young and promising general.

Seeing that he was always staring at her clothes, Shen Zhiwei raised her eyebrows: "If the prince likes this dress, why don't I ask him to bring one to the prince next year?"

Lu Ji immediately returned to his senses, shaking his head wildly: "No need, no need..."

Shen Zhiwei smiled slightly, and looked at the lantern in his hand: "This lantern is quite unique, where did the prince buy it?"

Lu Ji stood on tiptoe and pointed backward: "That's right... Hey, why is there no one?"

Shen Zhiwei looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that there was no one behind the booth, only tables and shelves full of various lanterns: "It's all right, I'll go find where Qingbo went..."

Only then did Lu Ji wake up, and looked behind him: "She's not with you?"

Shen Zhiwei shook his head, Lu Ji got angry: "Where can this girl go..."

The two walked away side by side, and Wen Jingyu turned out from behind the tree until his body disappeared into the crowd.

He stared blankly at the direction in which the two left, feeling bitter in his heart.

A few days ago, Chen San'er came to give him something, and he asked him to invite an adult to talk about it. He wanted to tell him that this exam went well, and that he would definitely pass the exam to help him...

Mr. Shen wrote back to him saying that he was unable to escape. He thought it was because his illness was still unhealed, and he was worried for several days...

It just seemed that it wasn't that he was exhausted, but that he had no time to see him.

But he didn't know who the person who was following him was...

Wen Jingyu lowered his eyes and picked up the ingot of silver on the table, holding it in his hand for a while.

With a plop, the light and shadow on the shimmering moat shattered, causing ripples and calm again.

It was getting late, but the street was still crowded with people. There were many stalls on both sides of the road, crowded together, and those who could not occupy a good space spread a cloth in the corner and placed a few things on the table. Zhang opened.

Yue Qingbo was held back by such a booth.

"Disturb the stall owner, what is this?" She was wearing a beaming red coat, and she tied two buns specially, with a candy figurine in her left hand and a candied haws in the right, with long eyelashes blinking, like a middle-aged woman. The Fuwa who came out.

Sitting cross-legged behind the stall was a young man wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat in winter, only showing half of his fair chin. The contrast between his black clothes and her bright red body was very obvious, and he uttered a word: "horse."

Yue Qingbo blinked again, looking at the "horse".It seemed to be a jade carving, but the horse's complexion was bronze, its back was smooth, and its feet were riding on a patch of chaotic clouds and grass. It seemed to be galloping, but its shape was not like the common horses in the Central Plains.

So she asked again: "Where is this horse?"

The man spat out two words: "Hun."

The curiosity in Yue Qingbo's eyes became stronger, and he couldn't help but leaned down and got closer: "Then how do you sell this?"

He raised his left hand and made a five.

"Five taels of silver? Then I'll take it!" Yue Qingbo bit a candied haws and took out the silver.

The man paused for a moment, then finally raised his head, showing a handsome face, but his eyes were twinkling, as if he was planning some bad idea.

Suddenly, he grinned and leaned lazily against the tree.

"But, I don't sell."