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

Frankly speaking, Han Jiao just wanted to carry his brother on his shoulders and leave this terrible forest immediately.

He lived for more than 20 years, and it was the first time he experienced the feeling of a sword being pulled out inch by inch from a corpse.

It was smoother than expected, and I didn’t hear the sound of “噗嗤” in the TV series, but it was very strange. Now his mind is full of memories of when he drew the sword. In that memory, there is a sound when drawing the sword, a kind of steel The sound of scraping bones made his scalp tingle.

He should run out of the woods and seek help from the government instead of going back to die by himself.

However, the brain clearly belongs to him, but it is not under his control. When he was running with his younger brother in his arms, images of the big boss being shot into a hedgehog kept flashing in his mind.

This terrible fantasy is more painful than the feeling when drawing a sword.

Immediately afterwards, Han Jiao, who was running, tripped over a large wooden stake under his feet.

A wooden stake half the height of a person, the size of a special police explosion-proof shield.

This is like a reminder from God to him: The shield is ready for you, are you still ashamed to die?

So Han Jiao found out with conscience, hid his younger brother, hugged God's huge "reminder shield", and ran back to give the head away.

"do not come!"

The moment Han Jiao heard the shout of the big boss, Han Jiao's guilt dissipated.

This angry voice is not like that of a person who was shot into a hedgehog.

As soon as the words fell, Mu Zhuangzi in his hand was bumped twice by something.

It was the arrow that hit the stake!

The driver who was ambushed by the bushes had already turned to Han Jiao.

Having achieved the purpose of attracting firepower for the boss, Han Jiao squatted down suddenly, blocked himself with the entire big wooden stake, and then moved sideways towards the big boss like a crab.

The opponent's archery skills were much worse than he had imagined. Arrows flew over one after another, and most of them missed the wooden stakes.

Without any danger, Han Jiao successfully moved in front of Xie Duo, turned his head and shouted: "Your Highness, quickly hide behind me!"

After yelling, he found that the big boss had already done this, and unceremoniously used him as a shield.

In order to cover up his escape just now, Han Jiao turned sideways, turned his head and looked at the big boss confidently: "His arrows will definitely run out, and I will definitely protect His Highness."

Xie Duo looked at the little prodigy with complicated eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Since you are back, why didn't you sneak around and attack him while he was attacking me?"

A moment of silence.

It was the familiar stare of death again.

"what……"

Why didn't I think of this?

Han Jiao lowered his eyes humbly, and made excuses for his mistake: "I am mainly worried about His Highness's safety, and I want to rush to His Highness as soon as possible."

Xie Duo squinted his long and narrow eyes, expressing doubts with a ferocious expression.

Han Jiao had no choice but to change his words: "I'm actually worried that I won't be his match."

Xie Duo still looked at him like that.

"I didn't expect it to work!" Han Jiao gave up the treatment: "I'm not good at fighting. I'm a Confucian scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books. You can't expect me to be able to write policy and theory, and you also want me to deploy troops."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Xie Quan turned his attention to the enemy's position, and responded lightly: "It's the first time I've heard someone boast that I'm a Confucian scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books."

Han Jiao: "..."

After a while, the flying arrows gradually stopped.

"Have you run out of arrows?" Xie Duolang asked in the grass, "Do you still want to continue to consume them? My guards will be here soon."

The people in the grass did not answer, and after a while, they let out desperate sobs.

The big boss actually scared the opponent to tears with one sentence?

The people in the grass suddenly shouted loudly: "Anyway, I can't live anymore, please be kind to the two elders, let me bury my uncle!"

Han Jiao didn't understand what he meant, who was his uncle?

Xie Duo immediately responded loudly behind him: "Put down the bow and crossbow, come out and take a turn, and the Lord will spare you."

There was no reply on the other side, and there was the sound of something falling to the ground.

Not long after, a short and thin young man rustled out of the grass.

The young man with a disheveled face slowly approached Han Jiao and Xie Duo, stopped a few feet away, and turned around in a circle, indicating that he had no weapons on him.

He wiped his snot and tears, said with trembling lips: "Second elders, please let me bury him!"

"Sure." Xie Duo stood up from behind the stake, lowered his head and shook the iron chain on his ankle, and asked the young man, "Do you have the key to unlock it?"

The young man shook his head cowardly, and replied in a trembling voice, "This is the lock used by the Criminal Ministry to ambush criminals. Their yamen is short of manpower, and the agency that asked our Ministry of War to transfer people to install it did not give us the key."

The big boss didn't lose his temper, and waved his hand blankly, letting him go on his own, then turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at Han Jiao.

Han Jiao got up immediately, and started looking for grass roots again, preparing to unlock the big boss.

Xie Duo reminded in a low voice: "Go and bring me the bow and crossbow in the grass first, so as not to cause further trouble."

Han Jiao: "..."

That's right, you should get your weapon back first.

Why is it easy to get stuck every time you encounter a big boss?

This is not his real strength!

"I'm going to get it." Han Jiao lowered his head and supported his forehead to cover up his behavior of lowering his head to look for grass roots: "I'm a little dizzy after squatting for a long time."

The big boss stared at him blankly.

Han Jiao could hardly continue acting.

The big boss suddenly narrowed his eyes and laughed.

It wasn't the sneer that pierced through Han Jiao's cover-up, but the look of being poked at the point of laughter before, the little tiger's teeth were shining brightly.

Han Jiao couldn't figure out what the big boss was laughing at, so he could only obediently go to the grass to get back the weapon, then squatted down and started looking for grass roots.

Xie Duo asked coldly: "Did you just plan to abandon me?"

"Why does Your Highness think so?" Han Jiao hurriedly replied, "I went to find some wood that can block arrows."

"Keep your head up and watch me answer."

"..." Han Jiao didn't dare to raise his head. The eyes of this big boss seemed to have the magic power to reduce intelligence. When they looked at each other, they couldn't lie at all.

"Are you really going to abandon me?" The big boss's murderous voice came from above his head: "It's a shame that I single-handedly chased you for more than ten miles, it's really chilling."

Han Jiao: "..."

The traitors who made the boss feel cold in the original book are all dead.

At this moment of life and death, a group of Shanshan's belated Ouchi guards quickly surrounded them.

Several guards rushed over and asked if the Ninth Prince was injured, and the rest of the guards suppressed Han Jiao and the driver who was still digging a pit in the distance.

After a brief inquiry, Xie Duo sent someone to escort Han Jiao and his younger brother home, and mounted his horse back to the palace.

The coachman and the fainted thug were taken to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to await interrogation.

Like a nightmare, it came suddenly and ended suddenly. When Han Jiao, covered in blood, carried his younger brother home, his mother fainted from fright.

This kidnapping case almost involved the Ninth Prince, the imperial court will definitely investigate to the end, most of the people behind the scenes would not dare to stir up trouble again.

Han Jiao didn't have time to stop and heal the shadow in his heart. He returned home, washed himself, burned all the blood-stained clothes, and then continued to bury his head in the books.

On the second day after the incident, Han Jiao was interrogated by the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and King Yan actually appeared in person.

After listening to Han Jiao's story, King Yan's expression was very gloomy. He didn't expect someone in the Ministry of War to be so lawless.

King Yan just transferred the military pay account to check.

The imperial court has selfless accounts, and these accounts, even the seventh-rank officials and the censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, can be reviewed at will, just to prevent corruption.

Unexpectedly, such a major kidnapping case would be triggered, and it would almost implicate King Yan's younger brother.

When the interrogation was over, Han Jiao was released and was about to go home to continue to settle accounts, when he heard King Yan's deep voice behind him——

"Han Jiao, come up, this king has something to ask you."

Han Jiao got into King Yan's carriage.

"What's so tricky about these ledgers?" King Yan looked at Han Jiao with a sullen face, "Why can't other people adjust it, but this king can't?"

Han Jiao lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then took a deep breath: "If you go back to Your Highness, there are many Qingshui yamen in the Ministry of War, and many officials use their official duties to embezzle public funds, and the clues can be found in the ledger."

King Yan asked suspiciously: "They are greedy for ink, why do they still keep the accounts in the account books, can't they just erase them?"

In ancient times, most of them were liberal arts students, and they were always confused about accounting.

Han Jiao simply explained: "All the expenditures allocated by the Ministry of Accounts to the Ministry of War are all accounted for. The total amount is recorded at the Ministry of Accounts. If you want to embezzle public funds, if you don't make false accounts, the amount in the account will definitely be fixed. I’m sorry. Fake accounts are fake accounts after all. No matter how perfect they are, if you monotonize the accounts of a single guard, you may not be able to see the tricks. If you check the accounts of the entire Liaodong Border Pass at the same time, it will be easy to show your flaws. The Ministry of War does not know why you checked it Account books, of course, people with guilty consciences can't sit still."

King Yan closed his eyes, and slowly shook his head: "The current atmosphere in the officialdom is really frightening."

Han Jiao did not speak, but bowed his head to express his acquiescence.

"This king was negligent." King Yan looked up at Han Jiao: "The account should be transferred to the palace first, and then sent to you in secret. This unexpected disaster almost killed your family."

Han Jiao's heart warmed up. For a big man like Yan Wang to apologize to him so sincerely, he deserves to be a decent hero.

"I acted too hastily, and I didn't think of this level myself. How can I blame Your Highness?"

King Yan fixed his eyes on Han Jiao, and after a long while, he said softly, "To be honest, I didn't have much hope for you, so I adjusted the account books for you without asking any questions. I think you can do whatever you want after talking about it today. Your knowledge is far higher than you imagined, so you can't help but have some expectations, this king wants to know, how to do your unique plan?"

Han Jiao nodded his head and said: "When I first asked for advice, I should have told you the whole strategy. The reason why I didn't care about it was not to make a fool of myself, but because the strategy contained a large part of my own speculation. If you come out, you may be suspected of being framed, please wait for two days, Your Highness, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory result."

King Yan stared at him silently for a long time, the doubts in his eyes never dissipated, and after a long while, he replied in a deep voice: "Okay, this king is waiting for you."

The carriage stopped slowly after a while, the eunuch lifted the curtain, and the two got out of the carriage one after another.

Han Jiao raised his eyes and saw that he had come to Yan Wangfu.

I thought King Yan was kind enough to drop him home, but it turned out that he just went back to King Yan's mansion and let Han Jiao walk back by himself.

In the original book, when King Yan sent his sister home, he wished he could send her all the way to the bedroom. This is indeed a double-standard pig-hoof male protagonist...

Just as he was slandering, King Yan took the initiative to explain: "Han Jiao, you go to live in the courtyard on the east side of the palace for the time being. The king has sent people to send your family and account books into the courtyard. There are guards outside the courtyard. Keep watch, so that you will not be plotted against by any evildoers."

The house on the east side of the palace?

That is a mansion, with a whole set of gardens, a mansion in the capital that Han Jiao and his father would not be able to afford for 200 years without eating or drinking.

The author has something to say: Sending mansions and fishponds at every turn is the hero’s style of painting, and the big boss is still pissing off his wife