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

During the day, the treasurer of Baofeng Grain Co. mentioned the dates when "Wang Yu" bought the stored grain four times. Among them, April 28 and May 11 were very familiar to him.After much thought and thought, he finally remembered that these two days were exactly the two days when Zhou Mingxu asked for leave with him in the host and guest department.

At that time, the host and customer department were very busy with the paperwork, and it was impossible to miss him for a day. The host and customer department were unwilling to let him go, but Zhou Mingxu took two days off to deal with the affairs on the grounds that he was busy with the household department. Ji is not easy to let people go, who is not a member of the Ministry of Rites?He had to confirm the date of leave again and again before letting him go.

In May, Zhou Mingxu asked for leave again. The reason was that his cough was getting worse, so he asked to take a bath for two days. Lu Ji saw that his face was as white as paper, and his voice was like a broken gong bellows. He really looked terminally ill.

May [-]th was the last time Zhou Mingxu contacted Li Feng. Three days later, Zhou Mingxu heard his chat with Wen Jingyu and fled.

According to this household booklet, Zhou Mingxu also asked for leave on February [-]th and March [-]th, which happened to coincide with the date when Baofeng Grain Bank paid a huge amount of money!

In this way, even if there is no hard evidence to convict the mastermind, at least Wen Jingyu can be completely cleared of the crime of embezzling money during the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet!

On February [-]th, Wen Jingyu entered the Ministry of Rites for the first time, and the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet was far away in January. On March [-]th, Wen Jingyu blocked the knife with her body, was seriously injured and lay in bed, unconscious, and where could she go to the Ministry of Households to do something!

As long as Wen Jingyu is rescued first, the rest can be considered in the long term.Lu Ji was so excited about his discovery that he could almost see Zhu Zhipan's stunned and willing look on his face tomorrow, and he was very happy.

Not in vain, he pretended to be a beggar and climbed the wall!

Putting the booklet into his bosom, Lu Ji was excited, and was about to go back the same way, but suddenly froze.

The outside of the house was bright, and the dim yellow color was flickeringly reflected on the doors and windows, and human voices could be heard clearly.

"General, please, this is the place."

Oops!Did he fall for it? !

Lu Ji was suddenly cold from head to toe, and his thoughts were confused.

There seemed to be only two people who came. I don't know if it was just the two of them, or someone else was going to move a large army and call him a general. Could it be that they were patrolling Yulin again and wanted to use the method of framing Wen Jingyu to do the same thing?If one of them is knocked out first, what are the chances of escaping in the chaos? No, how about taking one of them as a hostage first...

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally, Lu Ji's eyes turned hard, and he directly picked up the vase on the low shelf beside him, stared at the firelight on the window paper, and cursed in his heart.

The big deal is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, so he must take out the book today!

Someone stopped outside the door, as if they were digging for something.Lu Ji hid behind the door, holding his breath and concentrating, ready to rush up the moment the door opened.

Across the door, the lantern torch was raised high, and someone seemed to be about to push the door——

"Huh?" The voice of the visitor was puzzled.

"What's the matter? What's the matter! Is there a thief?!" The other person's voice was thick and loud, very nervous, and he drew his sword out with a clang, "Where is the thief, do you dare to come out and meet your grandfather and me!"

"General! General, don't worry, it's nothing serious, it's nothing serious..." The Master Zhang immediately comforted him, but his tone was a little puzzled, "This room is the lock on the lower official, but if you look at it now, the lock , it seems a little different..."

"Shuo, what's the difference between locks?" The other person immediately relaxed when he heard it, and his voice was like a bell, and he laughed, "You civil servants are full of flowers, and you can tell flowers on a piece of white paper. Let me tell you, all the locks in the world look the same, but the girls in the capital are as good-looking as each other, hehe, each has its own beauty!"

Mr. Zhang was silent for a long while, then coughed twice: "Probably the lower officials are dazzled..."

You talk to me outside the house, but the house is quiet.

Lu Ji's eyes were wide open, still maintaining the posture of smashing the vase down, staring at Shen Zhiwei who suddenly appeared in front of him without blinking.

Shen Zhiwei took the vase in his hand and gently put it back on the low shelf. Lu Ji suddenly came back to his senses. Before he could say "you", Shen Zhiwei immediately covered his mouth, turned around with him in his arms, and hid in the main hall Under the Eight Immortals table in the living room.At the same time, the lock rang again, and someone pushed the door open and entered.

Under the table of the Eight Immortals, the space is narrow, the tassels on the tablecloth hang down to the ground, a few wisps of light penetrate through the gaps, it is the people who came in lit the candles.

In the mottled shadows, Lu Ji and Shen Zhiwei stared at each other, embracing each other in a very awkward posture, breathing intertwined.

People outside were still talking, but Lu Ji's ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat that was getting louder.

Shen Zhiwei's light-colored eyes flickered, and she lowered her head slowly...

Lu Ji's face was getting redder and redder, and the tip of Shen Zhiwei's nose was getting closer...

Lu Ji finally managed to hold back his breath: "Can you stop stepping on my feet..."

Shen Zhiwei's face froze, a little helpless, and he replied angrily: "I don't, it's because this place is too small..."

Lu Ji hissed a few breaths: "You, don't press the back of my head!"

Suddenly, Shen Zhiwei let go, and Lu Ji plucked at the back of his head for a long time in a difficult posture. In the end, Shen Zhiwei helped, pulling out the piece of iron wire used to tie the ponytail from his messy hair——

It was this scab that got stuck in his head!

Shen Zhiwei rubbed his head for him, and could not help laughing in his voice: "Does it still hurt?"