After I was reborn, the scumbag was good

After Zongzhengxu returned to the imperial city, he locked himself in his room, and when someone knocked on the door and asked him to go out for dinner, he sent him away with a stern "retreat", and then stood in front of the window without saying a word. Think about it in a quiet environment, he is making a very difficult decision.

Today, the holy majesty is in poor health, and the incense is not strong. He had two sons in his early years, but unexpectedly both died when they were young. It fell into the hands of the royal brothers and brothers of the Holy Majesty.

The court also began to secretly form cliques and choose good branches to live in. Among them, the Ninth Prince Zongzheng Li and the little prince Zongzheng Chi Ran were the heirs, with the highest voice and the most supporters, and the little prince was competitive since he was a child. What Zongzhengxu wants, he will definitely not want, let alone Jiangshan.

The seventh prince, Zong Zhengxu, was branded as a "martial arts man" because of his years of fighting outside, and there were very few supporters in the court. In addition, he was a concubine, and the battle for the throne was even more unsuccessful.

Is Zongzhengxu a person who just sits and waits to die? After the teacher returned to the court, he began to move frequently among the courtiers, offering a helping hand to those in need. "Expose your identity, leave a good name for ordinary people, and remember its kindness.

When dealing with affairs of the DPRK and China, he is even more meticulous, and has won the approval of the Holy One many times. He is even ready to die one day. If he really reaches that step, he needs both financial support and the support of power. In terms of financial resources, the richest man in the city, the Meng family, is the first choice, and the power is none other than the prime minister who is under one person and above ten thousand people.

Today I plan to visit the Meng family to persuade Mr. Meng to support me. I didn’t expect to hear that the daughter of the Meng family is setting up a high platform to marry a maid before arriving. He is not interested in this kind of activity, but there are too many people who come to watch. It is far away from the outside, and even the door cannot be entered.

When he was hesitating whether to come back another day or ask the servant girl to inform him, a noisy man beside him actually... made love to him!Still using such brazen language!

He didn't intend to pay attention to that idiot, but that idiot is actually the son of the prime minister!It's really hard to find a place to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it!

But how could he be a majestic seven-foot man, lying under a man's body and tossing and turning for joy!

Although the man is a handsome and interesting person.

Until the end, he just gave the other party an ambiguous answer. He was not sensitive to the habit of breaking sleeves. Loving him makes my whole body uncomfortable, and thinking about having sex with him makes my scalp numb.

Thinking of Xiao Qing and that idiot, Zongzheng Xu raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. He chose to tell him his identity just to get closer, and he would have something to say to him if he asked for it in the future.

Zong Zhengxu is a decisive person. On the battlefield, he would rather kill a hundred by mistake than put one by mistake. It took him half an hour to talk about love and do those mediocre things, and he finally convinced himself.

He decided to be with Xiao Qing.

If he wanted to get the throne, he had to get the support of the prime minister. Besides, he didn't want to be under the idiot's body, it was not without a solution.

The next day.

The first thing Xiao Qinghe did when he opened his eyes was to bow three times to show his admiration for himself. He could fall asleep while kneeling. Not only that, but he also had a dream. He dreamed that Zongzheng Yichen was sitting naked Naked, he was talking sweet love words. He dreamed that Zongzheng Yichen was disheveled on the bed, with winking eyes like silk, gasping and groaning...

It is not surprising that shameless people have shameless dreams.

The dream was just a dream after all, Xiao Qinghe yawned, looked down at his legs, then bent down and pulled his clothes to cover the obvious hill, as expected, his mother would come in soon, Let her see it and she will definitely be ridiculed.Can't give her this chance.

Xiao Qinghe's mother is not like a woman, she is open-minded and open-minded, she has nothing to say to him, and the relationship is as close as two brothers.

Sure enough, before he had time to stretch his legs that had become numb and painful after kneeling all night, his mother carried his father's ears into the small black room, followed by two maidservants.

The wife of the prime minister's mansion, Mrs. Xiao Li, is beautiful and dignified, with a temperament like an orchid in an empty valley. She was famous all over the world when she was young. Now that she is getting older, her impetuousness has gradually settled down. Even the lines at the end of her eyes have the charm of a lady.

It is true that time has never defeated a beauty.

"Kneel down!" The beauty is not as charming and loving as the rumors in the market.

With a "plop", the prime minister's knees had already fallen to the ground, as if he was one step ahead of his mother's imposing words.

The prime minister's wife waved her hand to stop the maid who was going to bring her a cushion, pulled a small wooden chair in a big way, held it in front of the father and son, blew all the dust on it to the ground, closed her eyes tightly and held her breath. In the air in front of the father and son, dust particles visible to the naked eye fluttered in the sunlight coming in from the only small window in the small dark room.

She put down the chair, wiped away the remaining dust with the skirt of her clothes, and then sat down in front of the old and the young kneeling on the ground with straight backs, pulling the dress, with one leg resting on the other, rough as hell Like a man, there is no trace of it in the legend, "Born from a famous family, everyone is a lady, every step is no more than ten inches, and the steps are swaying, and the smile must be covered with silk, or hidden by the sleeve of the clothes, and the long eyelashes smile, which makes people laugh Seeing it never forgets it, thinking it like madness." The shadow.

"Confess the crime first." The prime minister's wife blew on her nails and said.

"Break the vase," said the father.

"My son is innocent," said the son.

"Confess your crime." The prime minister's wife raised her hand to take the teacup handed over by the maid, and said with emphasis.

"I broke a historically significant white porcelain vase that was more than a thousand years old and exquisitely crafted. Dozens of skilled craftsmen worked day and night for 81, [-], [-] days." When the prime minister brought his wife home the vase He repeated everything he said, without missing a word.

"My son is innocent." Xiao Qinghe replied in the same way, neither humble nor overbearing.

Xiao Lishi took a sip of tea and raised his eyes, "One last time, confess your crime."

"I broke a historically significant white porcelain vase that was more than a thousand years old and exquisitely crafted. Dozens of skilled craftsmen worked day and night for 81, [-], [-] days." The Prime Minister repeated soullessly.

"My son is innocent." Xiao Qinghe stood upright and repeated firmly.

The prime minister's wife didn't say anything else, but just looked intently at Xiao Qinghe, who had firm eyes, for a while, ordered someone to light a stick of incense according to the old rules, and sat quietly waiting for the stick of incense to burn little by little.

She didn't get up until the burn was exhausted, and she got up and walked to the door. When she got to the door, she didn't turn her head and said, "You have briefly considered your behavior three times, and there is still a stick of incense. As long as you don’t think you’ve done anything wrong, that’s fine.”

She turned her head to look at Xiao Qinghe, and said seriously: "As long as you think it's right, do it, no matter what other people's attitudes are, you are mother's son."

"Thank you, mother." Xiao Qinghe's frozen face finally thawed out. He has always called his mother Sister Li since he was a child, and the number of times he called his mother is very few. How difficult it is to make such a decision, and how uncomfortable it must be to say such a thing.

Although he is self-willed, he also loves his mother, but he has no choice. He has seen a lot of flowers, plants, and plants, and there are many men and women who have had skin-to-skin relationships, but there has never been one I have been as attracted to someone as I was to Zongzheng Xu, and I have never thought about marrying anyone.

He is still so young, and the life with his family is not what he yearns for.

Only Zongzheng Xu, he knew that he was a relative of the emperor, and he also knew that he did not fall out with him because of his own status, not because he felt the same about him, but he had confidence, if he didn't even try, he would give up , He will regret it for the rest of his life.

Besides, Xiao Qing and the person he wants to get, even if it's a man, he won't hesitate at all, it's great to get the approval of his parents, if he can't get it, he will go his own way, but he doesn't know it himself, How long can he persist and how far can he go without the approval of his parents.

Therefore, he is very grateful that he has a mother who is so sensible and considerate of him. Moreover, as long as his mother is on his side, his father's weeds will fall on whichever side his mother is. At the same time, He also knew and was very sorry that he had failed her expectations.

"Kneel for another day, as a punishment for not letting your mother hug your fat grandson."

"Yes! Thank you, mother." Xiao Qinghe laughed and cried, with crystal tears in his eyes, both excited and moved, and more guilty.

"Madam! What about me?!" The Prime Minister hurriedly received the punishment.

"You will also kneel for a day, and you are not allowed to eat." The prime minister's wife snorted coldly, turned her head and stared at the two upturned heads, and said, "Both father and son are not fuel-efficient lamps!"

"Yes! Madam!"

The two elders were the only ones left in the room staring at each other. The two elders never had a common language. Except when they were in family law, they did not speak more than twenty sentences a day.

As soon as Xiao Qinghe opened his eyes in the morning, he went out to play fish and molested good women and men. He didn't go home until evening. In addition, Xiao Zhengyu was an important minister in the court, so there were always things to deal with every day. Only when he doesn't stay at home can he swim in the lake with his wife, feed the birds, recite poems and discuss poems and songs.

This father and son just like this, you look at me and I look at you, kneeling for a day, hungry for a day, and thirsty for a day.

The room was very dark, except for the pitiful light that streamed in from the small window, people could hardly feel the changes in the outside world. The difficult time was finally over after the maid informed.

The Xiao father and son collapsed to the ground as soon as they were free, Xiao Qinghe didn't even want to say anything, he knelt one more night than his father, and ate two meals less than his father, dizzy, limbs were weak, he knelt At that time, he had no sensation from the waist down, but when he suddenly relaxed, it was as if thousands of ants were crawling up from the soles of his feet, climbing up his legs inch by inch, until the numbness was densely covering his legs. leg.

"Daddy, can you stand up?"

"Can't stand up."

"Me too."

"Then let's lie down."

"Lie down, my mother will find someone to carry me back to the room later."

"...Little bastard."

Sure enough, Xiao Qinghe had an older brother and a younger sister. He was the youngest child in the family, and also the most precious child in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

After kneeling for a day and a night, Steward Li felt very distressed. After asking the prime minister's wife for instructions, he hurriedly brought two strong servants over to pick him up. Kneel in the room for at least a quarter of an hour.

Xiao Qinghe stared at Feng with resentful and aggrieved eyes, and looked distressed and worried about Steward Li. Steward Li saw him grow up from a young age and regarded him as his own. Naturally, he couldn't feel more distressed at this moment, so he rushed over to help him up and leaned against him. On himself, he anxiously said to the two accompanying servants: "Hurry up, hurry up, what are you still doing?! Quickly carry the little boy back to the room!"

In fact, Xiao Qinghe's legs are no longer numb, they are just painful, but not so painful that they need to be lifted, but he still has no strength to walk on his own legs when he sees Steward Li.

He tearfully accused: "It's all your fault, I can't even stand up..." His voice was trembling with grievances, "I didn't eat all day yesterday, and I didn't eat or drink water for two days... ...it's all your fault..."

Butler Li felt even more regretful when he heard this. He watched his sweetheart grow up since he was a child, and every step of his growth was in his eyes. From the first day he could talk, the first day he could stand, the first day he could rely on He walks on his own legs, and now he can speak eloquently and walk like flying. He is not willing to let him be wronged at 01:30. Now that the child is so wronged and accused him, he loves him to death. I’ve already made a lot of delicious food for you, ah, good boy, I’ll have them brought to you when I get back to my room.”

Xiao Qing pushed away the servant who came to carry him with hands and feet, and crystal tears slipped out of his eyes, "I don't want to lift it! I'm not a corpse... woo woo woo..."

Seeing his continuous stream of tears, Steward Li immediately gave in and asked flatteringly, "Okay, what's the young master going to do?"

Xiao Qinghe pursed his lips and did not speak, tears kept streaming from his eyes.

"Okay, okay, hug." Butler Li waved his hands to make the two servants retreat, then bent down and picked them up.

Butler Li was about the same age as Nangong Yaoyan's father. He worked diligently all year round, had a sharp waist and legs, and was in good health. With some effort, he carried him back to the room smoothly.

Xiao Qing and this little heartless person actually let an elder who is nearly fifty years old carry him back to the house.

The master and his wife are young couples, they are very affectionate. The master has been accommodating to his wife for decades. Whenever they have free time, they will go out to travel far and wide. The young master can basically be considered to be brought up by him.

He also has a family, a gentle wife, a pair of pleasing children, who died in a natural disaster, and now that he is getting older, he feels more and more lonely. Fortunately, the young man never treats him as an outsider. Every time he comes back from a trip, he will bring him some strange things, and he will set aside a special box to store them. The young man will hold him and dance and tell what he has seen and heard. At the same time, he will treat him with courtesy, treating him as an elder He is very pleased and moved to be a partner, not a servant.

A group of people came in a hurry, and then left in a hurry, leaving the prime minister lying on the ground alone, pretending to be dead.

He cursed secretly: "Little bastard... will fight for favor."

After lying down for a long time, he found that no one found him and came back to carry him away, so he had to pat his legs that were gradually receding from the soreness and numbness to get up by himself, walked back to his room on his own legs, and then punished the man who followed Butler Li to carry him away. The two servants were not allowed to eat with me tonight, and trimmed the bonsai in the yard again.

The author has something to say:

If you have little talent and little learning, you don't understand the old sayings, just look at it blindly, don't take it seriously.