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

Using Han Jiao's peripheral vision to measure the distance, it took five steps for King Yan to reach the big boss.

He now has two choices. One is to confess to the boss, "This is your sixth brother's seat, please give up." Obviously, this is a fatal choice.

Then the only option left is to turn around and stop King Yan, and persuade him to change seats.

So, Han Jiao turned around suddenly: "Your Highness!"

King Yan: "Huh?"

Ninth Prince: "Yes."

At the same time, the two princes stopped their eyes on Han Jiao, waiting for his next words.

"...The scenery here is so beautiful!" Han Jiao avoided the key question tactically.

"It's not bad." Actually, King Yan didn't think the scenery was good, but he still agreed to save face, and then walked two steps to the side of the ninth brother, lowered his head and waved to the ninth brother: "Why are you sitting here with the sixth brother? Go, go, do it with the eighth and tenth over there, I want to drink with your elder brother here, do you know how to drink?"

There was a hint of surprise on the boss's raised face, and then he turned his shallow pupils ferociously, and looked at the little prodigy!

Suspected that the little child prodigy was desperately moving the table to sit with the sixth brother!

Desperate to survive, Han Jiao immediately turned on the movie king mode, looked around blankly, and murmured stupidly: "So this is the seat of His Highness the Sixth Prince?"

The anger on the boss' face dissipated.

Alert lifted.

"Is the sixth brother's name written on this one?" Xie Duo sat on his seat calmly.

"Your boy..." Yan Wang raised his finger to the chairman seat not far away, and pointed to his younger brother patiently: "Starting from the eldest brother's seat, you count down, until here, it is exactly sixth, see?"

"Is it great to be able to count?" The Ninth Prince used his miraculous ability to divert conflicts to challenge the Sixth Brother.

"Stop making trouble!" King Yan walked behind Xie Duo, grabbed his younger brother's arms with both hands and pulled them up, urging him, "Go and sit on your own seat, brothers will be seated soon."

Xie Duo remained motionless, lowered his eyes coldly, and made a strange move. He raised his hand and took a sip of tea from the tea bowl in front of him, then raised his eyes and told Sixth Brother: "I've used this tea set before."

Seeing the tricks, King Yan said in a deep voice, "It's okay, I don't dislike you, get up and get out."

Han Jiao stepped forward to persuade King Yan: "...Your Highness, why don't you change your seat?"

The corner of the big boss's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a triumphant smile.

King Yan turned his head and explained to Han Jiao: "This place will serve wine later, I'm afraid this kid will drink secretly, and when he returns to the palace to ask his mother to see it, he will scold me again!"

Xie Duo's face darkened, and he said forcefully: "What do you mean drinking secretly? Master, do you need to bother with drinking?"

"You really want to steal a drink!" King Yan, who thought he had guessed his brother's intentions, squatted on his horse, sank into his dantian, moved his hands, and suddenly lifted his brother who was lying on the seat!

Han Jiao only felt the figure flickering in front of him, and didn't see the big boss's movements clearly. He saw King Yan being knocked down by his younger brother, half lying on the low table...

"This king is all right! This king is all right!" King Yan raised his hand to stop Mr. Han, who looked terrified, from coming to help him.

In line with the dignity of being an older brother, King Yan stood up again, looking down at the ninth younger brother who was sitting on the seat and refused to get up: "Good boy, you dare to fight with brother!"

"Didn't brother slip by himself?" Xie Duo seized on sixth brother's inferiority, and escaped guilt by flattering: "how can younger brother be sixth brother's opponent?"

"Ah... yes..." King Yan glanced at Mr. Han from the corner of his eye, and in order to maintain his tall image, he went down the donkey and said, "This place is too slippery."

Han Jiao: "..."

As long as you are happy.

"Don't move your hands!" King Yan didn't believe that he would not be able to cure his younger brother today, so he pinched Xie Duo's left ear vigilantly with one hand, ready to perform the magical ear-pushing skills taught by his mother!

Xie Duo's eyes froze, showing the chill!

Han Jiao's heart skipped a beat, don't turn against each other because of this little shit!

Just as he was about to step forward to stop King Yan from pulling the boss' ears, the boss turned his eyes and shouted viciously at the lotus pond: "Third brother!"

King Yan's five thunders blasted his head, he let go of his hand in a flash, turned his head in horror, and saw the third prince who had received the call, rushing towards him like a wild dog running free!

This seat dispute, under the intervention of Huduzi Lao San, finally forced King Yan to compromise.

However, the result of the battle turned into nothingness.

At this moment, the singer on the stage had already played the pipa, and her melodious and lazy voice was wandering in the laughter of the surrounding princes.

Only the Ninth Prince, who was sitting in the sixth seat, didn't relax at all, his brows were tightly intertwined, and he glared at the person sitting next to him with disgust——

King Yan, who was stared at, didn't bother to think about it, anyway, he was sitting beside him, and his younger brother couldn't steal the wine.

That's right, the sixth prince and the ninth prince finally sat together.

The guests brought by the princes all sat in special seats on the north side of the courtyard.

The short table moved by Han Jiao with great effort finally became the seat of King Yan.

At the moment Han Jiao is sitting with a group of sons and buddies, a total of eight people, including the sons of the Duke's Mansion and young military officers, with different identities, but they are all young people in their early twenties.

Han Jiao was the most plainly dressed among the young masters, and was often ignored by others when toasting and chatting with each other.

After a long time at the banquet, he learned that he was the child prodigy Jinshi who was recently recruited by the King of Yan, and the young master sitting next to him warmed up to Han Jiao.

But the five princes sitting in front of him were even more indifferent to Han Jiao. These five people were the guests brought by the second prince, the fourth prince and the fifth prince.

Only the two guests brought by the third prince regarded Han Jiao as his own, brought cushions, and chatted with Han Jiao at the same table.

After Han Jiao asked some questions, he roughly figured out the division of camps among the princes——

When they were still in the palace, the sixth prince, the eighth prince and the ninth prince were the third prince's followers, while the fourth prince and the fifth prince were the second prince's followers.

Because the eldest prince is much older, he left the palace very early to open his residence, so he didn't stand on either side.

Because the tenth prince was too young, he didn't have time to clearly stand in line, so the brothers left the palace one after another to open the house.

The remaining seven princes, King Duan, were regarded as air.

The Second Prince's Party is not in harmony with the Yanwang Party, and the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Therefore, the Second Prince's Party has a good relationship with Mr. Li Ge, and it can be regarded as the Duanwang Party.

Han Jiao was a guest brought by King Yan, so he was naturally divided into the hostile camp by those five people.

"Hey."

Han Jiao was secretly thinking about the relationship between the princes, when the military officer in front turned his head and shouted, raised his head, and found that the other party was staring at him unkindly.

"Hello" is not a polite way of saying hello. Han Jiao is a member of King Yan, so there is no need to be too courteous. He replied blankly, "Are you talking to me?"

The military officer closed his eyes and nodded, and said arrogantly: "Are you really a child prodigy?"

Han Jiaoding looked at him, worried that he was trying to make trouble for him by being drunk, so he replied coldly: "Brother, you are joking, Mr. Han is eighteen years old, and he is too old to be called a child."

"That means you were a child prodigy when you were young?" The military officer grinned, "How godlike are you? Mr. Han, can you recite "Shang Zhongyong" for us?"

Han Jiao subconsciously clenched his fist.

"Shang Zhongyong" talks about a child prodigy named Fang Zhongyong who was raised and abandoned to become an ordinary person. Han Jiao was asked to recite this, which was obviously intended to tease.

"My lord prodigy, don't stand still? Quickly recite it to us." The military officer grinned, and several people around him also turned around and looked at the new favorite of King Yan jokingly.

Han Jiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said loudly: "Han has never heard of "Shang Zhongyong", but he can recite "Discussing Cao Cao". Do you want to listen?"

He was satirizing these people who followed Li Ge and tried to usurp the throne of King Yan's heir without any ancestral system.

Among the five people, only two people understood Han Jiao's sarcasm, while the other three were puzzled and asked each other what "A Call to Cao Cao" was.

The military officer was a warrior, so naturally he didn't understand, but he could see Han Jiao's provocative expression, and immediately raised his head to urge: "You are an imposing Jinshi, how could you not have heard of hurting Zhongyong? Our brothers are all princes. Regular customer, you're a newcomer, we'll let you show off your talents, isn't it hard for you? Don't be too shameless!"

"I've never heard of it." Han Jiao mocked with a smile: "Xiongtai is a warrior, I'm afraid he doesn't know what our Jinshi exam is about."

The military officer had a blue vein on his forehead, and said coldly: "Okay, since you can't recite it, please ask Mr. Prodigy to drink a pot of wine!"

Han Jiao frowned, and just about to refuse, the man opened a jar of wine, held it up to his mouth and poured it down!

"What are you doing!" Han Jiao's two accomplices immediately helped to push away the wine jar, but there were five people on the other side, they quickly pushed aside Han Jiao's helpers, and helped the military officer fill the wine together.

Han Jiao ruthlessly kicked the little guy in front of him, and knocked away the military officer pouring wine, but his head and face were already wet with wine.

"Do you still have princes sitting in your eyes?" Han Jiao snapped, but the noise on the stage was too loud to disturb the princes in the distance.

The five people laughed out loud: "Oh, my Lord Han, let me advise you to drink some wine, so that you won't turn against us?"

Han Jiao glared at them, turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and walked to the corridor not far away, looking for a servant to help him find a dry cloth to wipe his face.

As soon as he stepped into the corner of the corridor, Han Jiao saw under the lantern, a maid was raising her head, talking to someone.

The maid was holding a tray with several pots of wine on it. The figure of the person who was talking to her was blocked by the pillars, but Han Jiao could tell that it was the voice of the big boss.

Han Jiao is very curious, is the big boss flirting with girls?Otherwise, why is the maid so blushing?

What is the technique of teasing girls at the boss level?The single dog Han Jiao hurriedly approached a few steps, and squatted in a corner to learn techniques secretly.

"That is to say, that corner door can also lead to the back door?" Xie Duo looked down at the maid with a serious face, and raised his hand, deliberately pointing in the wrong direction.

The maid didn't expect that after saying it twice, the Ninth Prince still took the wrong direction.

If it were any other prince, she must secretly think that the prince is not good at thinking, but if it were this young man who seemed to be shining brightly, the maid actually thinks this prince is too cute!What a little confusion!

So, the maid turned to look at the corner door to the south, and pointed to the Ninth Prince: "Your Highness, that door is it!"

Turning her head, the maid's eyes immediately fell back on the face of the Ninth Prince, blushing all over.

Xie Duo nodded solemnly: "Understood, you can go now."

The maid reluctantly left.

Only then did the Ninth Prince take out the pot of wine hidden behind him, and curiously sniffed it to the tip of his nose.

And the scene just now - the terrible crime of the Ninth Prince's slap in the face to confuse the maid and steal a pot of wine, has been clearly seen by Han Jiao!

The boss really wants to steal the wine!

At the age of 16, he should be able to drink often. Han Jiao felt that there was no need to stop the big boss, so he quietly turned around and wanted to slip away.

"stop."

The boss's cold voice came from behind.

Han Jiao secretly thought something was wrong, but he also knew that he couldn't run away from the boss, so he could only stop obediently.

"It's you again." Xie Duo recognized the person squatting in the corner.

When Han Jiao turned around, he saw "Why are you always following me secretly" written all over the face of the big boss.

"I want to..." Han Jiao was already desperate, anyway, the boss had already decided that he was a stalker, and he couldn't argue with it.

"What happened to you? Did you fall into the river?" Xie Duo noticed that the little prodigy's face was covered with water, and after two steps closer, he realized that only his upper body was wet.

"It's wine." Han Jiao said with a wry smile, "The guests are too drunk, and they just persuaded them to drink."

Xie Duo didn't believe that persuading him to drink could make him look like a drowned rat, his eyes turned cold, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who did it?"

Han Jiao was stunned for a moment, feeling that the big boss wanted to stand up for him, his heart warmed up slightly, and he persuaded: "Forget it, don't spoil the interest of His Highness the First Prince."

Xie Duo took a step closer, stared at the little prodigy seriously, and said solemnly: "Listen, Han Xiaobai, every man made of cotton has a chance in his life to become a real man of iron. If you choose to give in with a head like that, then you will never be able to straighten your back for the rest of your life. Tell me, who is it."

Han Jiao: "..."

What kind of nonsense is this!

What's the matter with talking so passionately?

And who do you say is the man made of cotton?

The last time I couldn't push the corpse away, it was because I couldn't use enough strength due to lack of oxygen, okay?

Who is made of cotton!

Do you want to fight? Brother stinky, forget it Han Jiao doesn't want to fight with this guy because he might not be able to.

The author has something to say: The big boss raised the corners of his mouth: The little prodigy is too clingy, troublesome.

Han Shentong: Stop fooling around with your stinky brother!