What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

"Military achievements?" King Yan gave a wry smile with a sad face, turned around and staggered back to the stone table, picked up the wine bowl and murmured: "What is waiting for me has always been shame."

Xie Duo walked around and sat down next to Sixth Brother, but didn't speak again.

He didn't know how to comfort others, so he sneaked into Yan Wang's mansion, just because of unreasonable uneasiness in his heart.

But seeing Sixth Brother at this moment did not relieve his pressure, and the depression in his heart made him even more breathless.

King Yan raised his face while supporting the table, and solemnly said drunkenly: "I'm not in the mood to receive anyone right now. If you don't want to be scolded, just leave quickly. Don't make me say it a second time."

Xie Duo lowered his head, and whispered to himself: "Is it enough for you to scold for two hours? After scolding, it will be exposed."

King Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Revealed? How could it be uncovered? The bones of more than 4000 soldiers who died in vain have not been buried yet. Can this matter be uncovered?"

Xie Duo was surprised, and frowned, "Brother, it is the bounden duty of a soldier to defend the country. The rebels in Luozhou have been invading the people in Sichuan and Guizhou for hundreds of years. They started this war. Since we are fighting, You have to be prepared to sacrifice.”

"But what did they get in exchange for their sacrifices?" King Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold, his breath became heavy, as if fire was about to spew out of his nose, he stared straight at Xie Duo, and said coldly: "Shoot those two The fortress was handed over again... If General Chen's plan had been followed from the beginning, and we would have stayed put after the first battle, it would take less than half a month to wait for an urgent report from the capital asking for help. Soldiers, you can easily follow me back to Beijing."

Xie Duo was surprised, and asked in a low voice, "Are you blaming me?"

King Yan shook his head: "How is it possible? I'm drunk, if you don't want to listen to crazy words, please drive back to the palace, Your Highness the God of War."

The bewilderment in Xie Duo's eyes has turned into suppressed anger at this moment. He stared at the drunk Sixth Brother for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "Don't you blame me for not going to settle accounts with the people who caused the emptiness of the northwest frontier defense? I hope you drink wine." After waking up, think carefully, there is no problem with Luozhou's battle strategy, and the chief culprit for your withdrawal is Elder Xu Ge."

King Yan closed his eyes: "Don't worry, I will bear the lives of four thousand soldiers by myself."

Xie Duo said urgently: "You can follow me to see the emperor right now, explain everything clearly, and then ask the cabinet to issue a report to the mansion, so that the whole world will know the strategy of the battle of Luozhou. It is all planned by me, merit and demerit. Right and wrong are for the world to judge.”

King Yan said coldly: "Understood, Brother Nine's battle strategy is exquisite and ingenious, the fault is mine, Mr. Xu Ge, I have already said that I will take responsibility for myself, I don't want to disturb everyone's knowledge, so let me go Is it?"

Xie Duo stared at him silently.

Sensing the tense atmosphere, the eunuch on the side hurried forward to coax King Ling and said: "My little highness, the master is depressed and drunk again, you are magnanimous, don't take the drunken words of the master seriously, so as not to be wronged. Please go back!"

Xie Duo looked at Sixth Brother: "Okay, just pretend that I haven't been here today, and I will forget all the drunken words just now. Sixth Brother, the enemy is still alive and well in Luozhou, and it is meaningless to pursue right and wrong at this time. Get up, Defeat them, and the sacrifice of the four thousand martyrs will not be in vain."

King Yan didn't respond, and staggered on the stone table with his eyes closed.

Xie Duo left the Yan Palace.

In the early morning of the second day, the wine had already woken up, but King Yan did not forget what he said to his brother yesterday.

He closed his eyes and lay on his back on the bed for a long time, his pale face suddenly wrinkled in pain, he punched the bed with his right hand, and his heart ached unbearably.

Seeing the muffled sound of fists being punched, the Tai listened hurriedly stepped forward and pulled up the bed curtain: "Your Highness? Why is Your Highness uncomfortable?"

King Yan was not comfortable anywhere. From the first day he returned to Beijing, he was overwhelmed by humiliation and guilt. Yesterday, he used alcohol to anger his younger brother. Now he is even more remorse and self-blame. Every time he breathes, he regrets living in this world.

King Yan raised his hand to cover his eyes, and murmured in a low voice, "Why wasn't I the one who died in battle?"

"Your Highness!" The eunuch knelt down beside the bed and cried, "Please stop blaming yourself, Your Highness, we didn't embarrass the emperor in this battle! It's not like we lost the battle, so we're coming back to escort him? No one said Not yours!"

King Yan whispered, "Go out."

The eunuch stood up wiping his tears, bowed and took a few steps back, after thinking for a while, he boldly said: "Your Highness, Mr. Han asked to see you last evening."

"I don't see anyone!" King Yan scolded.

"The old slave understands, but Mr. Han has been waiting outside the door for an hour, and he is still unwilling to leave."

King Yan swallowed slowly when he heard the words, and murmured in a low voice: "...I have no face to see him."

The eunuch continued: "Mr. Han didn't want to leave, the old slave went to persuade him a few words, and then he agreed to visit another day, but he still insisted on asking the old slave to hand over an item to you."

After a moment of silence, King Yan asked in a low voice, "What is it?"

The eunuch replied: "I don't know, I packed them all in a big wooden box, but it's not too heavy."

King Yan took a deep breath: "Move in."

"Yes!" Seeing that King Yan became interested, the eunuch was overjoyed, and rushed out to call for someone to bring in the wooden box Mr. Han had given him.

Several eunuchs carefully opened the wooden box in front of King Yan.

As soon as the wooden cover was opened, the little eunuchs who were unpacking the box shrank their hands in fright and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What's wrong?" The old eunuch urged in a low voice, "Quickly dismantle it!"

The young eunuchs looked at the old eunuch in fear.

The old eunuch took a step forward wonderingly, looked down into the wooden box, was also taken aback, but there was no fear on his face, he seemed to be recalling something.

"What exactly is it?" Seeing the weird looks of the eunuchs, King Yan became curious, got out of bed immediately, walked forward, and inspected the items in the wooden box.

After seeing it clearly, King Yan was also taken aback, and turned his head to look at the old eunuch with a questioning look.

The old eunuch said agitatedly: "This... how... how..."

King Yan frowned and said: "I asked you to burn these things many years ago, how could they fall into Mr. Han's hands?"

The old eunuch hurriedly shouted: "Your Highness, I have clearly checked, this old slave has already burned all of these! All the older servants in the mansion have also seen it, so I invite them to testify!"

"Wait a minute." King Yan had realized at this moment that the contents in the wooden box were not exactly the same as the previous one in his mansion.

He bent over and carefully took out the lifelike mechanical hand from the wooden box, carefully inspecting every part with a surprised expression.

The wood and joints of the manipulator are obviously brand new, indeed not the one he burned seven years ago.

King Yan was full of surprise and bewilderment.

Why would Mr. Xiaobai give him a mechanical arm for playing the piano?

It was exactly the same as the one Seventh Brother made for him when he was a child.

Since the break with Xie Xiu, all the "Made by King Duan" in King Yan's mansion have been burned down by King Yan's order. This manipulator cannot be imitated by Han Jiao, it can only be rebuilt by Xie Xiu.

"What the hell..." King Yan looked at this scary automatic piano-playing machine in bewilderment, completely unable to figure out why Han Jiao sent it to the mansion.

At the beginning, Lao Qi spent a lot of time making this piano playing machine because he learned that King Yan likes to listen to music to fall asleep, but at night it is inconvenient to let the music girl from the dance band come in to play music, so Xie Xiu is like this day and night Tinkering with such a pair of fake hands for him.

"Your Highness, there is still a note in the box!" The sharp-eyed little eunuch reminded.

King Yan came back to his senses, nodded and asked them to hand over the note.

There was only one sentence written on the note: "At the end of the hour, the old place on the outskirts of the city, see you there."

King Yan frowned, crumpled the note into a ball, and asked someone to move the wooden box out.

He didn't want to go to the appointment, didn't want to see anyone.

After thinking about it with full of doubts, I realized that I couldn't escape Mr. Han's clutches after all.

Although he knew that Han Jiao's tricks were to force him to show up and talk in detail, but this pair of mechanical hands, which were exactly the same as those in his childhood, really made him extremely curious, so he couldn't help but obediently went to the appointment.

When they came to the restaurant where they had a secret meeting before, the waiter immediately led King Yan to the private room on the second floor, and made a gesture of invitation.

King Yan straightened his front, opened the door and walked in with a displeased expression.

This boy Han Jiao always has countless ways to surprise him.

The moment he opened the door, King Yan thought he was dazzled, so he took a closer look—the person sitting at the Eight Immortals Table was really not Han Jiao, but Lao Qi.

Xie Xiu sat upright on the small round stool, and the moment the door opened, his eyes collided with King Yan.

So, the two attendants outside the door just watched King Yan push the door open, stood there for a long time, and then gently closed the door...

As if afraid of disturbing the people in the house.

The guards looked blank, but they didn't dare to ask anything.

King Yan didn't turn around and leave.

He just stood outside the door with a face full of astonishment, stood there for a while, and then carefully opened the door again with an expression of disbelief...

Xie Xiu actually stood up!

Still looking at him expectantly.

King Yan hurriedly closed the door again!

After a while, I tried to push open a crack and peek inside.

Coincidentally, Xie Xiu was standing on the other side of the door at this moment, close at hand, and met King Yan's eyes.

"..." King Yan was caught off guard and took two steps back.

"Your Highness?" The two attendants immediately grabbed the handle of the knife. They have been guarding King Yan for so many years, but they have never seen King Yan show such a frightened and cautious look. They all thought that there was some very dangerous person in the room.

King Yan raised his hand to stop them from using force, and said in a low voice, "You stay here and guard."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, opened the door calmly and walked in.

Xie Xiu dodged the door and watched Yan Wang walk in expectantly, without any trace of fear on his face.

That look actually reminded King Yan of his appearance when he was young.

King Yan stared at Lao Qi silently in astonishment, for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you..." King Yan held his head, imitating Lao Qi's movements when he went crazy, and ahhh twice.

His voice was very low, but it hurt Han Jiao and the princes next door.

Several people's ears were firmly pressed against the wall, but they couldn't hear what Lao Liu and Lao Qi were saying at all.

At least one thing is certain: Xie Xiu did not suffer from the disease.

Great start.

The author has something to say: Little Cotton: No way, your seventh brother has already been repaired by me