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

Staring down at the straight silk book for a long time, Han Jiao couldn't think of a reasonable excuse to face the big boss, so Han Jiao stood up decisively, picked up the silk book and went to Lin Weng for help.

"This is?" Lin Weng took the silk script handed over by Han Jiao.

"It's a silk book brought by the Eighth Prince. Your Highness wants to ask for a detailed explanation, but the students are so ignorant..."

Lin Weng nodded, unfolded the silk script carefully, read it carefully, and said in a low voice, "This should be the silk script preserved by the Qiang Ya people."

Han Jiao saw the old man's expression of embarrassment, and guessed that he was not familiar with the strange characters, so he was slightly relieved.

Lin Weng looked at it carefully for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm ashamed, the Qiang Ya people disappeared thousands of years ago, I haven't studied their writing, so you go and inform His Highness, and when the old man goes back to his study to compare the ancient books and identify them word by word, Give a detailed explanation."

Han Jiao didn't dare to bother Lin Weng, so he immediately asked himself to go back and compare, and respectfully took back the silk scroll.

It turns out that it is normal not to recognize these characters.

With confidence this time, Han Jiao returned to his seat and took the initiative to ask Xie Jing for instructions, saying that he could not read all the characters on the silk book, and if he wanted to explain it in detail, he had to copy a copy back and refer to the ancient books to identify them one by one.

Xie Jing smiled and said: "No need, I will go back and translate it into Chinese for sir, and come back tomorrow to ask for advice."

He didn't intend to make things difficult for Han Jiao, but the brothers in the royal family were very interested in the legends of the Qiang Ya clan's bravery and war skills, and the books and documents preserved by this clan were only circulated and discussed among their brothers, forgetting that outsiders were not familiar with them.

The bad thing is that Han Jiao didn't know what he should know and what he shouldn't understand, which caused him to overturn on the spot in front of the big boss just now.

Fortunately, Lin Weng started teaching again after that, helping Han Jiao spend the most embarrassing free time.

After school, Xie Jing enthusiastically pulled Han Jiao to chat for a few words, and his two younger brothers stood beside him.

"Sir, what's your surname Taifu?" Xie Jing really admired Han Jiao's debate on legalism, and really wanted to make friends with him.

"My surname is Han and my name is Jiao. Thanks to His Highness's love, I am always waiting for you."

"Han Jiao?" Xie An at the side seemed to think of something, looked at Han Jiao with wide deer-like eyes, and suddenly asked in surprise, "You are that child prodigy, Xiaobai?"

"Ah! So it's you." Xie Jing said pleasantly, "Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved!"

Xie Duo, who had been staring sideways, also turned his head, staring at Han Jiao with quiet eyes.

Han Jiao's reputation in the capital would not have spread to the palace, the princes probably knew him because of his deeds on the gold list, which they only heard about recently.

Han Jiao didn't want to attract Xie Duo's attention at this moment, so as not to bring up the matter of "reading" the silk script just now, so he made excuses to bid farewell to Xie Jing, and ran all the way to the Imperial Academy to escape for his life.

"Sir go slow."

The voice of the big boss came from behind, really you don't plan to let him go?

Han Jiao pretended not to hear, and ran away at high speed like stepping on a hot wheel.

However, the big boss is a trainer, and he followed him in a few steps, walking side by side with him.

Han Jiao ran with a ferocious expression, and Xie Duo, who was following leisurely beside him, said indifferently, "Where are you going, sir?"

There was no other way, Han Jiao had no choice but to stop, bowed to Xie Duo, and said calmly, "What advice does Your Highness have?"

Xie Duo didn't answer, but tilted his head slightly, still looking at him with that kind of probing eyes.

Although facing the big boss's childish face, Han Jiao was still so nervous that his palms were sweating, for fear that Xie Duo would mention the matter of the silk script just now.

Suddenly, Xie Duo squinted at him and smiled.

What does it mean?

Han Jiao couldn't judge whether there was any sarcasm in the young man's smile, and felt more and more guilty.

"It was intentional." The untimely self-esteem made Han Jiao take the initiative to speak: "I want to make it easier for His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince to look at the silk books when he turns his head to discuss, so I put them upside down."

Hearing Han Jiao's sophistry, the big boss laughed even harder, revealing a small canine tooth on the left.

Han Jiao's ears were burning hot, and he swore secretly that if this little bastard laughed again, he would retire and return home immediately.

"Mister's insights into the constraints of strength and weakness are very incisive." Xie Duo restrained his smile, and began to speak in a serious manner: "I must be very proficient in Legalism."

Han Jiao couldn't figure out what this guy was thinking at all, so he could only treat it as a normal communication, and said modestly: "Your Highness congratulates me, I only know a little bit about it."

Xie Duo nodded, and suddenly launched a surprise attack: "If the state has ministers who are good at the master, then the subordinates cannot use their intelligence to show their loyalty, and officials of hundreds of officials cannot follow the law to make their merits. How to explain it?"

Han Jiao: "..."

Can this bastard boss just casually come up with a legalist classic?What about the good school scum?

Death stared at each other in silence.

Whoever hands over the shovel now, Han Jiao can directly cut through the earth, so as to end the affectionate gaze at this moment.

Xie Duo showed the boyish smile again, it was mischievous and harmless.

He leaned closer, stared at Han Jiao's bewildered expression, and said softly, "This expression is more suitable for sir."

Han Jiao finally knew what the big boss was thinking.

Since the first time Han Jiao was questioned by Xie Jing, Xie Duo had already caught the real bewilderment from his expression, and just observed from time to time, just to find out whether Han Jiao's reaction was slow, or he pretended to understand.

At this moment, Han Jiao's helpless silence gave Xie Duo an accurate answer.

The fact that ignorance has no skill has been discovered.

Han Jiao felt like he was a fish on the chopping board.

Will Xie Duo doubt his imperial examination results?

Will you doubt how he passed the imperial examination and how he committed the crime of deceiving the emperor?

Xie Duo, however, did not pursue his ignorance of Legalism, instead, he looked aside as if nothing had happened, and said something irrelevant: "I haven't started writing the Hong Fan policy theory that Mr. Shi Tao arranged yesterday, and I have to do it later." Go practice Cuju."

What do you mean?

Han Jiao on the chopping board struggled to use his brain, and suddenly his eyes lit up, finally comprehending the big boss's intentions!

What Xie Duo meant was that he wanted to play football and didn't have time to do his homework.

So, going around in such a big circle to hold him back is just to ask him to help with homework?

With this little promise, how did he become the ultimate boss? ? ?

Han Jiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "It's important for your highness to strengthen your body. As for the policy, I would like to write for your highness."

Xie Duo responded decisively: "Give it to the king before Maozheng tomorrow morning, thank you."

Immediately turned around and ran to kick the ball.

Han Jiao: "..."

You kid promised too readily, right?

According to international practice, don't you have to be shy and shy away?

During the questioning, the light and vigorous figure of the big boss had disappeared at the corner of the palace alley.

In the dungeon of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, there was silence.

It has been a long time since this prison for felons swallowed a living person. The cold walls seem to have been repaired to perfection, and every voice that comes out echoes like a response from a ghost.

"Zhao Liang! Are you still stubborn?" The officials who took turns interrogating sat behind the corner of the execution room, and the cold dampness in the dungeon seemed to be able to penetrate the bones.

"It's just one thing to say, it's my fault for three years of guarding the frontier without merit. Zhao has no complaints about killing his head and ransacking his house, but he can't even think of Zhao being beaten into a trick for such slanderous words as killing a good man and pretending to be a meritorious deed." The man who was tied to the execution cross was about forty years old, his beard and messy hair were tangled and sticky, his complexion was dark and yellow, but there was no blood on his body.

"How dare you argue, if you didn't kill Liang, how would you explain the women and children in the corpses of the Tartars?"

"There are more than 1000 Tartar corpses, how strange are there a few women and children?" Zhao Liang insisted: "My lord has never guarded the border, and I don't know the habits of the Tartars. It is not uncommon for them to drag their families and bring their mouths to the border villages to plunder. The censor who was inspecting had never seen this battle before. He accidentally found a few corpses of women and children, so he sent a secret letter to Beijing without asking me a single question. This kind of layman will make Geng Gengzhong a prisoner. I have nothing else to think about!"

"It's nonsense!" The interrogator jumped up, walked up to Zhao Liang and said angrily, "When the censor went to check the corpses, more than half a month had passed, and the buried corpses could no longer be distinguished. Among the more than 100 corpses, some More than 20 women and children, can this be called normal?"

Zhao Liang said disdainfully: "Women and children are the last to be killed, so they are piled on the top layer, that is, they are all dug out for inspection, and there are only more than 20 corpses of women and children."

"It's impossible to check all the dead bodies now, so naturally you are so quibbling!"

"Your Excellency doesn't believe it, and the last general has no other choice but to die quickly, and to repay King Yan's kindness in the next life."

"Presumptuous!" The interrogation official scolded angrily: "If you are really a man, don't involve innocent people, or you can keep your family safe. Think carefully."

Next door to the cell, several people who were listening to the trial in secret glanced at each other.

Sitting in the center is Wu Sheng, the chief eunuch of King Yan's mansion, who is the companion of King Yan.

Hearing this, his fair and fat face was already flushed red, the veins on his forehead were tense, he stood up slowly, and walked out of the cell without saying a word.

The two jury officials of the Ministry of Punishment hurriedly got up and followed them out.

"This villain should have been severely punished for toasting and refusing to eat fine wine." Qin Xiu, the left servant of the Ministry of Punishment, said respectfully to Wu Sheng.

"In theory, it's not an exaggeration to kill him alive." Wu Sheng's voice was kind, without the high-pitched tone of a young eunuch, "It's just that this thief insisted on harassing our Highness, if you don't teach him to change his words first, the sentence will be fine." There is a suspicion of torture, and outsiders don't know about it, so His Highness's reputation will be damaged."

The two officials exchanged glances, and Qin Xiu immediately responded: "We have already found out the fact that this thief took bribes. In terms of the amount, it is enough for the three tribes of barbarians. He can be held accountable at any time."

Wu Sheng sighed and said: "The priority is to kill the good and take the meritorious deeds to convict. Your lords know what our Highness is like. That means we would never put down this case in order to avoid suspicion. But how can we bear to call His Highness such an upright gentleman? Suffering from unclear involvement?"

The two officials understood that the King of Yan did not intend to suppress the crime of killing Liang and pretending to be guilty, and Wu Sheng insisted that they try to remove the connection between the crime and the King of Yan, and they should not be suspected of being tortured.

The officials present fell silent together.

Seeing that everyone was in a dilemma, Wu Sheng made it clear: "This guy has sinister intentions, but he is not leak-proof. Haven't your lords already found out the fact that he took bribes? Look up and see who he is worshiping." of the hill."

The faces of the officials present were all pale.

The criminal, Zhao Liang, was promoted by a student of Li Gelao, and Li Gelao's party was in a hostile relationship with Yan Wang's party. If it was found out that the upper and lower parties were involved, Yan Wang would naturally be cleared of the suspicion.

But Li Ge's old party is low-key and rigorous in its actions, not to mention that it affects the whole body, who dares to poke the hornet's nest that King Yan himself can't poke?

Wu Sheng saw that everyone was fooling around, so his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Investigating crimes and clearing up grievances is a matter of centimeters. No one forces you to do justice for the sky. If you don't want to disturb Zhao Liang's backer, Then just settle the case, our Yan Palace is not afraid of your dirty water."

The author has something to say:

Xiaobai: Sooner or later, let this scumbag villain know the fate of forcing the time traveler to write homework for him. You wait, you wait, you wait!