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

A work created by a person will definitely want to be recognized by the outside world, because it is related to whether his own talent can be recognized.

So, ever since the homework was sent to the South Third Institute, Han Jiao has been waiting for the big boss's rainbow fart response.

Well, let's be realistic, the big boss is not like the kind of person who is willing to blow rainbow farts to others.

Lower your expectations a little.

Then Xie Duo should at least feel ashamed for questioning Han Jiao's talent that day, right?

However, nothing happened.

The lecturers and attendants of the Imperial Academy took turns to give lessons to the princes. There were a variety of courses on rites, music, and imperial books, and the schedule was different every day. Therefore, it was not Lin Weng's turn to teach for three days in a row, and Han Jiao was not able to accept the worship of the big boss face to face. gaze.

Gradually, the unreasonable thoughts in my heart were worn away.

The big boss may just find someone to help him with his homework, and he doesn't care about the quality of the homework.

However, hope always appears unexpectedly when I give up completely.

In the afternoon of the same day, an eunuch came to the Hanlin Academy and had a private conversation with the two attendants, and the attendants ordered a few good scholars respectively, and went to the study with the eunuch.

Han Jiao was selected by Lin Weng, and he felt a little proud, but Chen Yuanqiao was also selected immediately, which was a bit disappointing.

Along the way, a group of people made eye contact with puzzled faces, because there was an eunuch leading the way, and everyone dared not ask why they went to the study at this time.

Everyone stepped lightly into the courtyard of the upper study room. Suddenly, Han Jiao heard a burst of startled discussions from the people around him. He raised his head and saw a familiar figure with his back facing his direction. To the right of the upper study door.

It's a big boss!

Han Jiao's eyes widened, his mind went blank, and he suddenly had a premonition of uneasiness.

Because the standing posture of the big boss is very strange, standing facing the door panel.

Why didn't the Ninth Prince come in?

Even if you come to the yard to blow some air, you can't stand facing the door like this, right?

Is the villain's cub stage so unique?

Full of doubts, he followed the crowd to the threshold and greeted the Ninth Prince who was standing facing the door.

However, as if the big boss had been humiliated, his white face suddenly turned red, and he quickly turned his head away to prevent everyone from seeing him.

Han Jiao noticed carefully that Xie Duo's left thumb was helplessly pulling on the tassel of the jade pendant on his waist.

This action...

Assuming that the big boss is an ordinary 16-year-old boy, it would be like being reprimanded by the head teacher at the door of the class and accidentally bumping into a passing acquaintance.

The Ninth Prince did not respond to everyone's greetings, but the eunuch leading the way had already made a gesture of greeting to the teachers.

Everyone had no choice but to continue walking into the upper study room.

Han Jiao and Chen Yuanqiao were standing in the back row. They had just stepped on the threshold, and before they had time to raise their heads, they heard the two servants in front shouting at the same time: "Your Majesty is here!"

Han Jiao and the others in the back row were all startled, they didn't dare to raise their heads, so they quickly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty is here!"

Han Jiao had never seen the emperor before, and he hadn't entered this world during the palace test. At this moment, his mind was blank, as if he could truly feel the special aura of ancient emperors, and the surrounding air was scorching. Heartbeat keeps accelerating.

"I said earlier that in the school, only Confucius, the teacher of all ages, is kneeling, and all the lovers are left behind."

The emperor just whispered something, but the voice was exceptionally clear.

Facing this kind of scene for the first time, Han Jiao was so hopelessly stage-frightened that he followed the waiter in the front row to stand up blankly.

"Scholar Yang, Bachelor Zhou."

"The minister is here."

"Come here, read this policy theory written by my youngest son, and read it to all the talented people present."

The waiter took the order, took the document, and read it aloud.

In an instant, it was as if a thunderstorm exploded in Han Jiao's mind.

It’s over.

Finished!

This is the policy theory, the policy theory that Han Jiao spent the night writing!

Xie Duo was standing outside the door at the moment, probably facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.

That is to say, there is a problem with policy theory!

Also called all the teachers of the prince, what is the big problem with the content of the theory?

Han Jiao's heart was beating wildly, and his brain was running fast with fear, and he went through the policy theory he wrote several times in his mind from beginning to end in an instant.

no problem!

The Great Chu Dynasty didn't have a literary prison, so how could it have touched the emperor's bad luck?

After reading the entire policy theory, the two attendants exchanged eye contact with approval.

It is a good article. Although the writing style is simple, the argument is novel, the logic is clear, and the practicality is very high.

Why did the emperor call them here this time?

The waiter was not stupid, seeing that the Ninth Prince was being punished to stand outside the door, of course he knew that there must be something wrong with this theory, so the two buried their heads in reading it again, looking for inappropriate points in the article.

"Well written, isn't it?" the emperor smiled.

The two attendants were taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "The article is well-founded and well-founded. It should be used to manage affairs and convince the ministers."

The emperor smiled: "Yes, good article. This is an article that your academician in charge of the Imperial Academy personally sent to me before my imperial case, so that I can be proud of my son. After reading it, I still have more ideas, so let him go to you to collect it. Ah Duo used to write a strategy theory, bring it to me for a look."

The emperor raised his chin towards the book case: "It's all here, you can look at these again."

The two waiters nodded in acceptance, picked up a stack of Ninth Prince's previous homework and looked at it.

Han Jiao slowly closed his eyes and swallowed.

Already fully understood.

The emperor has already seen that this policy theory was written by someone else.

It's really capsized in a gutter hole, how can it be so unlucky?

Is the bachelor in charge so lovable?A piece of homework was specially sent to the emperor?

Also blame him for being too impatient to write hi?

But having said that, he didn't know Xie Duo's usual level of policy theory, and he might not be able to see it if he deliberately wrote badly.

He was so angry that he was so angry that Han Jiao didn't know who to be angry with, so he could only piss himself off.

"How is it?" Seeing the embarrassment on the faces of the two attendants, the emperor smiled and said, "Are these policies written so that they can be used to manage affairs?"

The two waiters lowered their heads, and after comparing them, they both understood that the policy theory just now had much deeper insights, and it was probably written by someone else.

The matter can be big or small, the emperor called all the sages who attended the lecture and accompanied him to read, maybe he wanted to find out the ghostwriter and give other courtiers a blow.

"I'm guilty of failing to restrain them." The two servants said they were about to kneel down again.

The emperor clicked his lips: "Aren't you here again? Only the master kneels down in the school, how many times do you want me to say it?"

The attendant hurriedly stood up again, with a sad face at a loss.

"I forgive you for your innocence, I let you come here to see who made this masterpiece." The emperor smiled jokingly, and a pair of deep dragon eyes slowly swept towards the silent sage at the bottom.

A group of people lowered their heads immediately, but Han Jiao remained motionless.

It's not that he just lay down and beheaded, in fact, he was in a mess.

It seems that the big boss is quite loyal, and he didn't confess him, so the emperor specially called all the bachelors who accompanied him to investigate one by one.

Han Jiao was thinking, should he stand up and surrender quickly, the longer the delay, the greater the crime.

But he didn't know what the consequences of this crime would be. It felt like hiding a disease and avoiding medicine. He would rather lie down and wait for death than face the bad news.

Lin Weng turned his head to look at a group of concubines, and urged in a low voice: "Who wrote it, you are so confused! You haven't come out to apologize!"

A group of concubines raised their heads and shook their heads at Lin Weng, showing their innocence.

Han Jiao looked up at Lin Weng in despair, worried that the sins he committed would affect his old man.

Seeing that no one pleaded guilty, the emperor shouted out the door: "A Duo, come in."

The Ninth Prince who was standing outside the door silently stepped into the threshold, walked around a group of good men, and stood in front of his father, drooping his head without saying a word.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" the emperor asked his son in a cold voice.

Before the Ninth Prince could speak, he heard a clear voice behind him——

"My minister, Han Jiao, deserves death."

"Boom" a kowtow sound.

There was a moment of silence in the academy.

The culprit actually stood up just like that!

Even Chen Yuanqiao, who was standing beside Han Jiao, didn't expect that this little child prodigy would cause such a catastrophe, so he forgot to gloat for a while.

The emperor looked down at the thin young man kneeling on the ground, and didn't let him get up.

The emperor didn't allow people to kneel in the school, but he made Han Jiao kneel like this, it seemed that his heart was angry, Lin Weng beside him closed his eyes in pain.

He never expected that this kid would cause such a big trouble when he was just a fledgling.

Look at that policy theory, it is really beautifully written.

Talented and ambitious, he is a good talent, but this is about to ruin his future.

"Raise your head to answer." The emperor looked at Han Jiao who was touching the ground with his head.

Han Jiao raised his head, there was no look of panic on his face, as if he was sitting and discussing the truth, Shi Shiran knelt there, with a pair of clear peach-blossom eyes showing the ignorance and fearlessness of a young man, just looking at the high emperor.

The emperor was stunned, his eyes still fixed on Han Jiao, and he turned his head slightly and asked the attendant beside him, "Is that the one who won the Jinshi this year?"

"Exactly."

The emperor snorted and said, "A hero is born in a young age. I really didn't expect that this theory came from the hands of such a young man."

"Han Jiao."

"The minister is here."

"You are so full of talent that you don't use it to protect the country and shelter the people, but waste it on currying favor with the powerful. I'm not worth it for you."

Han Jiao lowered his head and did not argue.

Sophistry is useless, should he say that he had to be a ghostwriter because he was caught?

This is pouring dirty water on the prince, not to mention that the big boss will not let him go in the future. In front of so many people, if he says something wrong with the emperor's son, it is even more impossible for the emperor to spare such an irresponsible and sightless courtier lightly.

In this era, loyalty and filial piety are more important than talent and learning.

The pot can only be carried by himself.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the emperor frowned slightly, and said coldly: "It's a good thing that you have read a lot of poetry and books, but you don't have to read books for my son. Let the princes of a country be so ignorant, and the whole world will be shocked." Is it enough for you to carry it alone?"

Han Jiao was devastated, just about to kowtow and wait to die, when Xie Duo, who was standing in front of him, knelt down on one knee.

"This matter has nothing to do with Mr. Han." Xie Duo looked up at his father calmly: "A few days ago, my son said that he wanted to hear Mr. Han's analysis of Hong Fan's Five Things, but at that time the class was already closed, so Mr. wrote an essay with all his heart. , and handed it over to Erchen the next day, but was copied by Erchen to make up the number."

Han Jiao, who had always been calm, opened his eyes wide in an instant, looking at Xie Duo's back in disbelief.

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