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

The smile disappeared from the corner of Xie Duo's mouth, and he stared at the little prodigy and asked, "Why don't you cry? You cried because of those unlucky refugees who have never met before. If you see this king being tortured, sir, you will not be able to stop crying until dark." Bar?"

"That kind of thing won't happen!" Han Jiao shattered the big boss's fantasy without mercy: "I feel sorry for the refugees, because those refugees are suffering innocently. If you talk about bad students, if you get hit by a board, I will only take it for granted!"

Xie Duo's expression became serious: "But the refugees are all strangers, but this king is your only support. You can only shed tears for this king in the future."

"There is no such rule!" Han Jiao resolutely rebelled against the robbery treaty: "Your Highness is my little master, but also my student. If you don't finish your homework, I will really hit His Highness hard, and never will." Weep for Your Highness!"

Xie Duo's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he spread the palm of his left hand suddenly, and took two steps closer to Mr. Cotton: "Then try it!"

Han Jiao retreated subconsciously, and when he touched the wall behind him, he realized that he was standing in the corner of the upper study room irrevocably.

Xie Duo stretched out his hand to him with a ferocious face. The scene didn't look like the teacher was going to punish the students, but rather like a rich man coming to collect debts in person. Han Jiao had the urge to take out the purse from his pocket and hand it to the big boss.

"The minister's hands are really heavy!" Han Jiao threatened again.

"I'm waiting." Xie Duo nodded provocatively with wide eyes.

"Your Highness forced me!" Han Jiao didn't back down anymore, raised his ruler, and slammed it down!

The flexible ruler made a loud and sharp sound in the air!

Han Jiao gritted his teeth and aimed at the palm of the stinky brother!

The scream of the ruler breaking through the air made Xie Duo's pupils shrink suddenly. He had already predicted the power of this plank, and he subconsciously shrank his palm, but then he opened it abruptly as if in a fit of anger——

At the end of the whistling sound of the ruler, there was no crisp sound of hitting the palm.

The ruler fell down like a mountain, but stopped half an inch above Xie Duo's palm, and then tapped on the palm like a chicken pecking at rice...

Xie Duo: "..."

Han Jiao: "..."

Han Jiao's idea is: There must be momentum, and then at the moment of hitting, slightly retract the strength, while invisibly intimidating the smelly brother, at the same time, it will not really hurt him.

However, the connection between these two movements seems unnatural, and the release of water is a bit blunt.

It's over, the fame of the whole life will be ruined once, and the stinky brother will probably laugh at him until he retires!

"It doesn't count this time," Han Jiao said in a dying struggle, "it's just a demonstration of the minister's real arm strength to His Highness."

Unexpectedly, the hostility on Xie Duo's face suddenly dissipated, squinting his eyes and grinning at the little prodigy.

Han Jiao blushed, and immediately raised the ruler: "Next time it will be real!"

Seeing the nervous look of the little prodigy at a loss, Xie Duo suddenly didn't want to confirm whether the little prodigy would cry for him. He lowered his arms, turned around and walked back to the desk, begging for mercy in a casual manner: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, sir. Just pass me this time."

"Your Highness, do you think I'm a good talker?" Although he was relieved, Han Jiao still had the momentum to win to the end, so Dian Dian'er chased after Xie Duo and warned: "If Your Highness doesn't have a correct attitude, these forty boards will be destroyed in one fell swoop." No less!"

Xie Duo turned to face the little prodigy, sat on the desk halfway back, and stretched his long legs: "I am very upright."

How is this sitting posture correct!

Han Jiao was very sensitive to Xie Duo. He could feel that Xie Duo was not angry at all at the moment, so he mustered up the courage to step forward and protest: "Your Highness must promise to the minister to write those four policy articles well, so that he can be exonerated." Board, otherwise—" Han Jiao seemed to be waving a nunchuck, and played a ruler in front of Xie Duo: "I will not be soft."

Xie Duo applauded enthusiastically: "Sir, you are very skilled."

Han Jiao stopped immediately and said seriously, "Will Your Highness make fun of other attendants?"

"No, this king will only do this to your husband."

"Why!" Han Jiao was angry, but the stinky brother dared to admit it!Not even a perfunctory word!

Xie Duo replied solemnly: "Because they are not fun."

"What's not fun? Is it fun?" Han Jiao wanted to establish his prestige when the big boss was in a good mood, so he waved the ruler again to show his strength.

"Good skill, seems to have been practiced." Xie Duo asked respectfully: "Can you hold a sword, sir? Like this—" He clenched his right hand and made a sword dancing motion out of thin air.

"It's simple." Han Jiao imitated the action of the big boss, swung the ruler, and then his head was bounced by the ruler: "Oh!"

Xie Duo's waist was bent with a smile.

The stinky brother must have calculated that this movement will bounce the ruler to his head!

"Your Highness!" Han Jiao became furious, and grabbed his brother's left hand: "Don't think about saving this meal!"

Xie Duo couldn't stop laughing, he clenched his fists to prevent him from beating him, and retorted out of breath: "I have already agreed to write a policy theory, if you beat me again, sir, it will be public revenge."

"His Royal Highness teased the waiter, and he also hit the palm ten times!" Han Jiao ferociously scratched and thanked his fingers.

"I didn't ask you to learn from me, you said you would." Xie Duofan held the little prodigy's hand, not letting him push it.

"Your Highness asked me if I would, just to trick me into learning this move!" Han Jiao was furious, and he didn't want to soften his heart to his stinky brother again: "If you don't accept the punishment, I will tell your father!"

"How do you want to file a complaint?" Xie Duo held back a smile and asked him, "You said you learned my sword moves and beat yourself up?"

"The minister said it was His Highness who beat him!"

"Isn't that the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

Han Jiao felt that it made sense, and was speechless for a while, grievances, chirping and angrily glaring at his younger brother.

Xie Duo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and reluctantly gave in: "Then I'll give you a slap, shall I?"

"At least three times!" Han Jiao bargained.

No one has ever dared to play such a petty temper in front of Xie Duo, and Xie Duo didn't understand why he wasn't angry, but actually reached out his hand to compromise: "Then be gentle."

Han Jiao's eyes were fierce, and he squeezed the ruler tightly.

Lighten your grandma's legs!

Raise the ruler and hit it!

A crisp sound made Han Jiao tremble in fright.

In fact, there was no ruthless hand, the sound was unexpectedly frightening, and he felt his palms burning when he heard it.

"How could it be..." Han Jiao grabbed his brother's hand in panic.

Xie Duo immediately avoided his hand, clenched his fist and lowered his hand.

Han Jiao raised his eyes to look at the big boss: "Why don't you let me see? Is it a heavy blow?"

Xie Duo took the ruler in his hand, held it up to his eyes and shook it: "This is made of bamboo rattan and fish glue. It was also used to weave the bamboo bones of Cuju in the past. It is very tough. I will let you be gentle." gone."

Han Jiao didn't know what the mystery of this material was, so he snatched back the ruler, wanting to know if it hurts to hit someone, so he hit his palm without any hesitation, but Xie Duo pinched his wrist.

Silent for a while.

Han Jiao looked up at Xie Duo, regretting for a while.

"Don't you cry just after one hit?" Xie Duo was overjoyed: "Didn't you want to hit forty times just now? I thought the husband could last at least fifteen times before crying."

Han Jiao suppressed his guilt in an instant, and replied firmly, "I didn't want to cry! It's just..."

Before he finished speaking, a eunuch trotted in the door.

Xie Duo let go of Han Jiao's wrist.

The little eunuch tactfully urged the prince to go to class: "Your Highness, the equestrian instructor asked my servant to greet you."

Xie Duo was stunned when he heard this, the time with the little prodigy passed so quickly, the short spare time was gone in an instant, and the horse riding class was about to start again.

"I have to go." Xie Duo stood up and warned the little prodigy, "Don't mess with the ruler."

There will be no classes for the next two days, and it is rare to be free. Han Jiao bought some gifts and went to visit Lin Weng's mansion in person.

Before that, his father was wronged and he couldn't protect himself. Later, he took refuge in King Yan and was watched by various parties, so he never dared to have frequent contact with Lin Weng.

Now, he has made a great achievement that can be advertised to the outside world. He has separated from the king of Yan on the surface, and has been reused by the emperor. Finally, he can come to visit his teacher openly.

When he was exceptionally promoted to editor, Lin Weng was the person Han Jiao wanted to convey the good news to the most, but now he has been promoted to be a lecturer and sits on an equal footing with Lin Weng, so it is inconvenient to mention the promotion. friendship.

Lin Weng was full of emotions in his heart. He had expected that Han Jiao would be a promising child, but he didn't expect him to emerge so soon.

With the loss of a son in middle age, Lin Weng was already indifferent to official career. He had supported many nobles and nobles in the past. After those children made great achievements, they never came to pay attention to such an academic minister who did not seek to make progress.

I thought that after Han Jiao became famous, he would not recognize him as a teacher. Unexpectedly, Han Jiao had just returned to Beijing for three days, so he came to visit so solemnly, and Lin Weng specially asked his wife to come forward to receive him.

Han Jiao had said to Lin Weng before that he would serve his teacher like a son, but now that he has achieved a little bit, he boldly proposed that he would formally worship his teacher and his wife as adoptive parents.

Lin Weng's wife looked at Han Jiao carefully for a long time after hearing the words, but couldn't help covering her face and sobbing.

The husband was right, this child really had a bit of her son's arrogance, arrogance but not arrogance, and no market spirit at all.

The couple accepted Han Jiao's greeting with tears in their eyes, and then dragged him to gossip about the family affairs, wishing he could stay in their house.

Lin Weng became more friendly to him, and took the initiative to talk to him about the current court situation: "Xiaobai, tell me the truth, do you have any intention of targeting the Yanwang Party by dismounting those three officials from the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"

Han Jiao said frankly: "There is absolutely no such intention. The students did not know the details of these three people when they went to the school, but they just passed the Fumin case through Chen Zuosheng."

Lin Weng stroked his beard upon hearing this, with a worried expression on his face.

Han Jiao understood what Lin Weng meant, and comforted him, "Master, don't worry, the King of Yan believes that the subject is not ordered by others."

Lin Weng sighed: "The two prime ministers in the cabinet have very different personalities. As long as they are valuable talents, Mr. Li Ge dares to control them, but Mr. Xu Ge strives to be safe. He doesn't like people like you who dare to break official rules. The more Yan Wang believed in you, the more Mr. Xu Ge wanted to get rid of you. According to the old man, you might as well pretend to be at odds with Yan Wang’s party and stop showing favor to Yan Wang’s party. Xu Ge thought you had no intention of defecting. Instead, I won’t embarrass you any more.”

Han Jiao's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Thank you, Master, for your vigilance."

Two days later, it was finally Han Jiao's turn to teach the princes again.

Carrying the psychological trauma therapy game he designed himself, Han Jiao came to the upper study room, and first checked the newly released strategy of the big boss to see if there were any signs of reformation.

The author has something to say: the time to witness the miracle has come, and Cotton Essence really beat Lao Gong hard, and did not cry.