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

When Han Jiao got out of the carriage, the eunuch of the royal family stepped forward to help him with a look of graciousness, which made him feel at a loss, because he didn't know if he should give some rewards at such a time, and how much should be given?

On the contrary, Mrs. Han greeted the eunuch graciously, and specially invited the eunuch into the house for a sit-down.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the eunuch left after repeated resignations, which seemed to be considered polite.

When the car driving to see the palace disappeared in the corner of the alley, the aunt and uncle immediately surrounded him and helped Han Jiao into the door with extra enthusiasm.

Han Jiao didn't care about his family's slightly weird attitude, and he was still thinking about the military pay account.

It was only when the dinner was served that Han Jiao regained his senses from the shock of the extraordinarily shabby dishes. Han Jiao looked up at his mother in bewilderment.

After looking at it, I realized that my mother looked like she was holding back a huge fire. In the past, at this time, my father might have to sleep on the floor at night. Now that my father is in jail, who provoked my mother?

Looking down at the table of clear soup and cabbage, Han Jiao looked suspiciously at his aunt and uncle.

Is it because the couple are making this girl unhappy?

In short, it can't be Ah Mo. In mother's eyes, Ah Mo will never make mistakes. Even if the table and chairs are torn down with bare hands, mother will only think that this child is strong and promising.

Seeing Han Jiao's face changed, my aunt couldn't help but show some guilty conscience, she hurriedly smiled and said: "I forgot to bring food when I came here today, and it happened that my sister didn't have any meat at home. If Ajiao doesn't suit your appetite, aunt will take you there." Shall we eat at the tavern?"

Just as Han Jiao was about to speak, he was interrupted by his mother's cold voice——

"Ajiao won't be off-putting. If other people aren't up-to-date, go to the tavern to satisfy their appetite. Our temple here is too small to accommodate the giant Buddha."

Aunt and uncle suddenly turned pale, and the couple looked at each other with reproach in their eyes.

The idea of ​​coming to ask for money was initiated by my uncle, but he said not to offend anyone, but it was my aunt who made a mess of it.

Han Jiao was sure at this moment that the couple must have offended their mother.

This is really unprecedented. The relationship between mother, aunt and sister has always been very good, although I don't know what happened today.

Han Jiao is generally not a peacemaker on this kind of issue. Anyone who dares to offend his mother will firmly stand on his mother's side.

This is also a habit he developed in his previous life. After all, in a family where the husband is afraid of his wife, most sons will also be afraid of their mother.

Han Jiao immediately put down his chopsticks, and said to his uncle, "I'm busy with business today, and my nephew is not feeling well, so I have to go to the back hall to rest first, you two take it easy."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left the table, and from the corner of his eye, he caught the fleeting smug smile on his mother's face.

It seems that the flattery was right.

"Ajiao!" The aunt was in a panic. Her feelings for Han Jiao for more than ten years were not fake, and she came back to persuade her sister not to waste money on her brother-in-law's elm lump, just to save money. Pave the way for my nephew's official career.

She felt that Han Jiao would be a hundred times more successful than Master Han, and that this child had a human touch, so he would definitely become her family's real backer.

Unlike Mr. Han, it is rare to get a business from the imperial court. They insist on taking the initiative to lower the price of the goods to the lowest level, and there is almost no profit. They would rather suffer losses for their own family than let the public suffer.

Speaking of being their backers, in fact, her husband and wife hated them to death. The Han family has also taken a lot of benefits from them over the years, and Master Han still guards against them like a thief.

But today's persuasion made Mrs. Han lose her temper, which was beyond her expectation, because Mrs. Han was also full of complaints against Mr. Han in the past.

The aunt took Han Jiao to the back hall, and explained with a choked voice: "Your mother misunderstood my aunt today, and she is acting petty!" The aunt said: You can't tell what happened to your father now, but you can talk about it in the future My aunt will definitely take care of your mother and three children, and your mother thought I was cursing your father, thinking that I wanted to leave your father alone, how could this be possible? Over the years, our two families have shared weal and woe, one prospered and the other lost, who knows? I can't do without anyone! Ajiao, you can't let your mother's petty temper chill your aunt's heart!"

As the aunt spoke, she pinched the handkerchief and began to sob.

However, she didn't wait for her nephew's warm voice to comfort her, so she quietly raised her eyes and found Han Jiao looking at her with no expression on her face and crying.

She had never seen Han Jiao with such a majestic expression, she was so frightened that she suddenly stopped crying, lowered her head as if she had made a mistake, and waited for the hair to fall.

"Aunt, please have dinner first." Han Jiao responded indifferently: "I will ask the matter clearly."

"Ajiao..."

Han Jiao raised his hand to interrupt her defense, and made a gesture of invitation to the hall.

The aunt opened her mouth and wanted to say a few more words, but finally she obediently left.

The aunt and aunt quickly left in dismay, and Han Jiao immediately asked his mother what happened.

Mrs. Han was full of anger, and wanted to scold the white-eyed wolf couple, but she swallowed the words again.

After all, she was the family member I relied on the most in the past. Mrs. Han had to be strong. Even in front of her son, she didn't want to admit that she had misjudged the person. She just shook her head and asked her son whether King Yan agreed to save Master Han.

In fact, Mrs. Han guessed that when she saw the carriage of King Yan's mansion to bring her son back, her son had done his job, and now she got confirmation from her son, her tense mood finally relaxed, and she went back to the house to rest in a daze.

Han Jiao was too nervous that day, so he took a rest early, and there was still a tough battle to fight.

On the second day, King Yan really fulfilled his promise and sent officials to deliver all the military pay accounts for the past five years at the Liaodong border to Han Mansion.

The books and accounts were piled up in the study, they couldn't fit on the table, they were all piled up on the ground like a small mound, as tall as half a person.

Although he was mentally prepared, Han Jiao was still shocked by the weight of the account.

After roughly flipping through a few books, I found that these accounts included the logistics supplies of every soldier in the Liaodong Border Pass, which was more detailed than expected.

Fortunately, Yan Wang had agreed to help him go to the Hanlin Academy for a three-day leave yesterday, which was enough time for Han Jiao to filter out useful data.

After sending off the official errand, Han Jiao immediately started to classify the account books, and listed the categories that needed actuarial calculations and those that needed to be checked or called on the paper one by one. In a blink of an eye, he was busy at noon.

Anxious to confirm the speculation in his heart, Han Jiao was so busy that he got carried away.

Until the younger brother ran to his side on short legs, threw himself on his lap, and groaned pitifully.

"Don't mess around." Han Jiao picked up his younger brother and said sternly: "Brother has important work these days, Ah Mo has to be good, go and play with mother."

"Mother is sleeping." Ah Mo raised her chubby face with her small mouth curled up, crying unbearably with snot bubbles: "Ah Mo is so hungry!"

After saying this, Han Jiao realized that he was already so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.

Looking up at the sky outside the window, it seemed that it was past noon, and looking down at his younger brother: "Mother is still sleeping?"

Amo nodded.

Han Jiao felt a little uneasy, got up and went to the main room, knocked on the door, but there was no response, so he was so frightened that he pushed the door open and entered, which woke up his sleeping mother.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Han stood up in a daze, and saw her son striding towards the bed.

Han Jiao noticed that her mother's lips were turning pale, and reached out to touch her forehead, and said anxiously, "Mother, why don't you tell me why you are unwell!"

Mrs. Han was really angry yesterday. She woke up in the morning and still felt tired. She didn't think it was because of anger. She hurriedly comforted her son and said, "Mother is fine, what time is it outside? Are you hungry?"

Little Han Mo, who was lying next to the bed, immediately began to nod vigorously, he was about to starve to death!

Mrs. Han hurriedly got up to get food, but her son pushed her back.

"Lie down quickly." Seeing his mother's guilty expression, Han Jiao regained his patience, and comforted him in a gentle voice, "You continue to rest, I'll go grab some medicine and come back."

Mrs. Han hurriedly said: "Mother is fine! I have to go shopping quickly, the family is gone!"

"I'll go buy it." Han Jiao told his mother to sleep peacefully, and went out to get some medicine with his younger brother in his arms. He planned to buy some steamed stuffed buns and pancakes, and came back to make a living.

The market was bustling and crowded as usual, Han Jiao walked to the steamed stuffed bun shop and lined up, holding a medicine bag in one hand and his younger brother in the other.

"Brother! Little sugar figurine!" The younger brother spotted the sugar figurine stall not far away with sharp eyes, and immediately grabbed Han Jiao's clothes, going to the little sugar figurine stall.

"Let's buy steamed stuffed buns first, there's a queue here!" Han Jiao bowed his head and said sternly, then hurriedly dug out the copper coins in his sleeve pocket, and asked the waiter for four meat buns and two pancakes.

When reaching out to pay the bill, Han Jiao was suddenly pushed violently by the person behind him, and Han Jiao almost put one hand into the hot steamer, but fortunately he was helped by the old man at the side.

"Don't squeeze into it?" Han Jiao turned his head and said fiercely. When he turned around, he suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked down, he found that his brother was not by his side!

"Ah Mo?" Han Jiao paid the bill anxiously, almost forgot to take the buns, and ran to the sugar man's stand in a hurry, feeling a little annoyed, and wanted to teach the little guy who was running around, but found that his brother was not at the sugar man's stand forward.

He turned around abruptly, looked back at the steamed stuffed bun booth, turned around with his eyes wide open, but couldn't find his brother!

His heart seemed to be grabbed by someone in an instant, Han Jiao opened his throat and shouted: "Ah Mo!"

Han Jiao pushed the crowd and ran around. The buns and medicinal materials in his hand had been thrown away somewhere, and he looked down for his younger brother's short figure. The blood all over his body seemed to have frozen into ice.

How could a child's house disappear in the blink of an eye?

After Han Jiao regained his composure, he went back to the steamed stuffed bun stand, searching and asking people.

Fortunately, an aunt on the side of the road told him that a child wearing apricot-colored clothes called out to his brother just now, and was carried by some kind-hearted people to the biggest tavern on the other side of the street, waiting for his parents to claim him.

Before I could thank you, I ran towards the tavern, entered the door and hurriedly asked the shopkeeper if anyone had entered the shop with a five-year-old child in apricot clothes, the shopkeeper immediately asked the waiter to lead him to the private room upstairs to find someone.

Anxious to confirm whether the child is his younger brother, Han Jiao rushed in after finding the private room, and saw two men dressed as merchants head-on.

"You two benefactors, where is the child?" Han Jiao asked anxiously.

The two men smiled and stretched out their hands to ask him to take a seat: "Master Han, don't worry, your brother is doing well."

Hearing this, Han Jiao's heart skipped a beat, and he fixed his eyes on the person sitting behind the Eight Immortals table, who was a middle-aged man in his forties.

"What do you want? Where is my brother?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Han, we are members of the Ministry of War, and we are all working for the officials. What are you afraid of?" The man sitting behind the Eight Immortals table squinted and smiled: "The King of Yan sent someone to come here early this morning, without further ado. The confidential account books have been transferred, and it is said that they have all been sent to your house, we just want to ask the matter clearly, and besides, we also want to make friends with Mr. Han, a talented person, please sit down."

"Where is my brother?" Han Jiao lowered his face and said in a low voice, "If you don't tell me, I can ask King Yan to ask for me."

Today is the second day for the princes to go hunting in the palace.

Later in the afternoon, the sun was hot, Xie An threw the bow and arrow to the accompanying eunuch, it was so hot that he didn't want to hunt.

The elder brothers have their own important affairs, only the third prince took the time to take his younger brothers out to practice riding and shooting.

Xie Duo, who skipped class for a few days, did not escape hunting, but his left hand was inconvenient to hold a bow, so he could only use a crossbow.

Xie Jing continued to draw his bow and arrows in a cheap way, trying to make the martial arts-loving ninth brother jealous.

The grass not far away suddenly moved, and several princes focused on aiming at the same time, looking for prey.

With a few swishing sounds, two bows and one crossbow arrow shot towards the same direction——

There was a convulsion in the grass, and it was obvious that prey had been shot.

The princes stepped forward quickly, pushed aside the grass, and were disappointed to find that all three arrows hit a gray hare.

Although there is no way to tell the difference in this round, but the position of the shot is different, and there are also particularities.

Xie Jing picked up the hare and said frightenedly: "Look, the arrow that hits the target is mine."

The third prince looked disgusted: "You want to grow on your butt?"

Xie Jing hastily argued: "This is the hind leg! Brother, can you see clearly!"

"Tch—" The third prince looked disdainful.

Xie Jing had no choice but to turn around and chat with his ninth brother: "Old Jiu, to be honest, what do you think of the accuracy and strength of this arrow?"

Xie Duo honestly commented with a humble face: "Shit."

"You don't have to be so honest." The third prince winked and said with a smile: "In the seven points of honesty, there must be three points of flattery, you know, Lao Jiu?"

Xie Duo nodded.

The third prince: "Then you re-evaluate."

Xie Duo: "It's about the same accuracy and strength as I shoot with my feet."

"Hahahahahahahahaha..." The third prince patted the ninth brother on the shoulder appreciatively.

"Brother!" Xie An, who had no interest in hunting, pouted, "I'm starving to death, let's go back to the palace!"

"I'm a little hungry." The third prince rubbed his stomach, turned and looked down the mountain: "Let's go, I'll take you to taste that Zuixinju's chopped pepper fish head."

When they came to the entrance of the restaurant, the four princes got off their horses, and the eunuchs were about to enter the restaurant to clear the scene, but they were stopped by the third prince.

"It's so crowded, don't follow, just wait here." After speaking, he brought his three younger brothers into the restaurant and asked for a private room on the second floor.

The little princes rarely had the opportunity to "have fun with the people", and they looked around curiously when they went upstairs.

The private rooms are all semi-open, and it seems that every diner in the private room is accompanied by a girl.

Xie An asked curiously: "If you come here to eat, do you have to bring the girl with you?"

The brothers suddenly looked at him maliciously and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Xie An pointed at every private room passing by: "Everyone of them has brought a girl!"

"You have such sharp eyes at such a young age." Xie Jing put his arms around his younger brother and rubbed his head: "You have a bright future, little thing!"

Xie Duo also had a smile on his face, looking curiously at every private room.

Caught off guard, Xie Duo's gaze collided with a pair of familiar peach blossom eyes in one of the rooms.

It was also a coincidence that at this very moment, Han Jiao took a look outside and thought he was dazzled when he saw the big boss passing by suddenly!

Sensing that Han Jiao suddenly wanted to get up, the man grabbed his arm and threatened in a low voice: "We haven't finished talking yet, if Mr. Han insists on doing this, I'm afraid we won't be able to remember where your brother is."