Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Um...uh!"

Rong Youtang's lip was bitten, and he yelled in a muffled voice, unable to distinguish between the stimulation or the sting.He was so tightly hugged that he couldn't move, and he was forced to fall to the table, pushing his arms back hard, trying to sit up, his hands were so weak that they trembled slightly.

"Your Highness—"

Zhao Zeyong couldn't control his emotions, biting and caressing violently, his lips and tongue entangled, his breath was hot and his blood was surging, he bent down and pressed down, his muscles were tense and hard, and he almost wanted to rub someone into his arms.

Gradually, Rong Youtang's arms could no longer support the weight of the two of them, and he lay on his back on the table. King Qing immediately leaned over and pressed down firmly!

The heavy body was extremely oppressive, making it difficult for people to breathe smoothly. During the silent wrestling, Rong Youtang brushed against the warm and thick chest, scalding his hands!

He panicked, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push it away. With a violent swipe, he knocked down a few cups on the tea tray next to him. There was a crisp tinkling sound, which scared his heart to stop for an instant.

It was getting dark, and the room was dark, with light and heavy breathing intertwined, and various abnormal noises from the round table from time to time.

Intimate kiss, I don't know how long

"Hmm...Your Highness! I - don't!"

Rong Youtang suddenly struggled desperately and resisted with all his strength, but no matter what, he couldn't push away the opponent's hand!

He didn't know where to kick his shoes, his insteps and toes were stretched straight, he was gasping for breath, and he curled up sideways facing King Qing, bending his whole body like a shrimp.

For the first time in my life, the vital parts were held by others, and they were fondled lightly and hard at times.

In an instant, Rong Youtang was so frightened that his breathing and heartbeat stopped!

"Shh, don't be afraid, you don't have to be afraid."

Zhao Zeyong whispered comforting words, his voice hoarse and deep.He clasped his right hand tightly, easily suppressing the panicked and struggling people; his left hand was as careful as possible, pity and love, and please the young and ignorant boy.

"Uh...stop!" Rong Youtang's heart was beating like a drum, his eyes were closed tightly, his lips were red and slightly swollen, his cheeks and eyes were flushed, his brows were furrowed, and he was panic-stricken.

"Don't be afraid, that's all." Zhao Zeyong comforted and comforted repeatedly, fixed his eyes on the person in his arms, endured his discomfort, and patiently guided him.

"Uh...Your Highness!" Rong Youtang trembled, feeling complacent and bewildered.Unable to think, he grasped the opponent's arm with both hands, sometimes pushing it away, sometimes pulling it closer, and finally hugging him in a muddleheaded way, bewildered.

"what happened?"

"Stop! I, I feel bad..."

Rong Youtang closed his eyes the whole time, and opened his mouth to pant for breath. It was the first time he felt such a strong stimulation, and he didn't know what to do. He was at a loss, and was taken away by King Qing with all his body and mind.

"It will be fine in a while, don't be afraid." Zhao Zeyong breathed heavily, staring at the young man's flushed face, couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his trembling eyelashes and eyelids.

"Your Highness, I, I..." Rong Youtang was so breathless that he couldn't speak, his trust in King Qing was deeply rooted in his bones, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was raised, and he buried his head in the other's neck in a panic, rubbing against each other unconsciously. Come and go, whimpering like a small animal.

"Do you like this?" Zhao Zeyong asked in a low voice.He carefully observed the opponent's reaction, and suddenly his left hand became heavy and fast.

"Um... no, stop!" Rong Youtang trembled violently, and the ending sound suddenly raised.

"Don't shout." Zhao Zeyong sealed his mouth with his lips in time, strictly blocking the other party's cry.

The strange feeling that can't tell the difference between discomfort and pleasure continues to accumulate, reaching a terrifying peak, which makes people who have never experienced it extremely panic!

Rong Youtang trembled all over, unable to utter a sound, his mind went blank in a daze, he kicked his legs indiscriminately, the table shook for a while, and finally stopped abruptly.

"Okay, that's all, what's so scary?" Zhao Zeyong picked up the man lying limp on his back, walked quickly into the inner couch, and wanted to put him on the bed, but the other party refused to let go and insisted on holding him tightly. His coat and his head were buried in the hollow of his neck.

"Woooooooo..."

Rong Youtang was sobbing in embarrassment, trembling all over, the strange feeling was indescribable, he was so choked up that he couldn't speak.

"Uncomfortable? Huh?" Zhao Zeyong sat on the edge of the couch, hugged the person softly, and gently stroked his back, full of comfort.

"How could you...? I, I'm very angry!" Rong Youtang blushed and complained thickly, with lingering fear, trembling fingertips, and refused to look up. Tears rubbed on King Qing's shoulders, soaking a small piece of his white shirt.

Just to the extent just now, you were so frightened that you cried like this, what will you do in the future?

"Why are you angry?" Zhao Zeyong's face flushed slightly, and his chest heaved greatly. At this moment, he just wanted to push the person down and press him down hard.

Unable to catch his breath, Rong Youtang took a few deep breaths, and said angrily with a crying voice: "I'm very angry, you are too much!"

Zhao Zeyong bowed his head and kissed the other person's forehead, looked at a pair of red and tearful eyes, felt very guilty at once, wiped away his tears with his fingertips, and said: "I'm sorry, I can't help it. Don't worry, if you don't want to, I won't move." you."

"You still say no?!" Rong Youtang's eyes were wide open, the tip of his eyes and nose were red, and he seemed to be baring his teeth and claws, but he was actually pitiful.

If you want to speed, you can't reach it.

Today has scared him badly.

Zhao Zeyong nodded helplessly, and apologized again: "Sorry."

"Humph!"

"Actually, you can also—"

"I don't!" Rong Youtang resolutely said.

"Okay." Zhao Zeyong smiled wryly, deeply comprehended what it meant to be self-inflicted - he couldn't use force to force it to the end, so he had to stop here for the time being.

soft voice comforting for a long time

"Take a break." Zhao Zeyong took a deep breath, pressed the person who had stopped crying to lie down, let go with difficulty, and walked out quickly.

"Ah?" Rong Youtang looked up, but only saw the back of the other party disappear behind the screen.

The room was quiet, he sat blankly, sulking for a while by himself, and lay down angrily, just about to pull up the thin quilt, but the trousers were, but...Hmph, it's unreasonable!

Rong Youtang was in embarrassment, he lay down stiffly with a red face, his eyes closed and his thoughts were chaotic.

Suddenly there was a strange noise outside, mixed with suppressed breathing.

The drowsy Rong Youtang had no time to pay attention, his mind was in a mess, and he worked half a day in the Hanlin Academy during the day, and had no place to take a nap at noon, so he was so sleepy that he fell asleep unknowingly.

Yoshihisa

Zhao Zeyong tidied himself up, twisted a wet handkerchief, and re-entered the room. He thought that the other party would wait for the teacher to question him, but unexpectedly saw the young man sleeping soundly with rosy cheeks.

Zhao Zeyong couldn't help laughing, approached gently, sat down on the edge of the couch, wiped his face and hands with a handkerchief.

"Huh?" Rong Youtang was dazed and awake.

"Get up and have dinner, and go back to the city later." Zhao Zeyong wiped his brows and eyes wholeheartedly, and sighed: "I really hope you can stay by my king's side."

——It's a pity that the other party is not a canary that can be raised. He has his own lofty ambitions. While admiring him, King Qing can only help as much as possible.

"En." Rong Youtang vaguely agreed, not yet fully awake, as tired as if he had been marching for a whole day.It wasn't until he wanted to sit up that he was awakened by the slippery coolness in his lower abdomen!

At this time, Zhao Zeyong's hands were down, and he was ready to help clean up——

"Don't!" Rong Youtang quickly stopped, grabbed the handkerchief, and whispered: "I will do it myself."

Zhao Zeyong let go of the situation, with a smile in his eyes, and said: "Your suitcase is in the outer cabinet, I will find you a suit." He gradually got used to calling himself "I".

"Thank you, Your Highness." Rong Youtang murmured.He has no experience, does not know how to face such a dilemma, and is at a loss what to do.

after a while

The dinner was served in the small side hall next to the conference hall. As soon as they were seated, Guo Da walked over the threshold with his head held high.

"Why is Brother Rong here?" Guo Da was a little surprised, and asked with a smile.He returned from the school field, sweating profusely, dusty from head to toe, and raised his sleeves to wipe his face.

"Mr. Guo, sit down." Rong Youtang hurriedly got up and opened the seat on King Qing's head, and replied with a smile: "Leizi and the others said that Beiying changed every day, I remember it very much, the next officer came to have a look."

Guo Da threw his sweaty military robe on the back of the chair next to him. He was only wearing his underwear. He was so thirsty that his throat was about to smoke. He drank half a pot of warm water in one gulp, raised his sleeves and wiped his mouth. very good!"

"Xiao Er, sit down." Zhao Zeyong asked gently: "Today you presided over the martial arts lecture, did Song Shen make trouble?"

Guo Da took his seat with the golden knife on his horse, and said happily: "Little prickly head, I still can't accept it? Haha, he will be safe today. If he dares to make trouble again, I will send 20 more people to the watch where he sleeps at night." Tower, patrol all night and see how he is!"

Rong Youtang couldn't help but said: "Song Shen is really, what's the benefit of him going against military discipline?"

"Tch, I'm really tired of daring to fight against this general." Guo Da yelled hungrily.After finishing speaking, I buried my head in eating, wheezing and wheezing without stopping, and settled a bowl of wind and clouds.

Seeing this, Rong Youtang smoothly pushed the large porcelain basin for rice to Guo Da's side.

"Today is really happy!"

Guo Da grabbed the rice bowl to add more food, turned his head, and just wanted to tell him the glorious history of taming the thorns in the world, but unexpectedly found that the corners of Rong Youtang's eyes were flushed, the eyes were bright, his eyes were shining brightly, his whole person... something to say Unbelievable beauty.

Guo Da didn't think about it for a while, and said narrowly: "Your Majesty Rong looks so good, rosy! The new official's appointment today must be smooth, right?"

Rong Youtang was inexplicably guilty, touched his cheeks, and then remembered the large number of damaged books piled up in the old hall of the Imperial Academy, and said modestly: "Mr. Guo is joking, I am just a small revision, not a 'new official'."

Zhao Zeyong, who had just calmed down, frowned suddenly, and he didn't need to think about it, and immediately asked, "Did they give you a blow?"

"There are three fires for a new official, don't let them burn you?" Guo Da was not surprised.

Rong Youtang held the chopsticks still, thought for a while, and said cautiously: "The Imperial Academy is full of talents, I am lucky to be able to enter, I just hope to gain a firm foothold as soon as possible, and plan for the future."

"What did you do in the Imperial Academy today?" Zhao Zeyong asked directly.

"It's just going to the post. I went with the letter and met many seniors. My uncle from family background is a veteran Hanlin. He took good care of me." Rong Youtang introduced lightly, and said to Guo Da with a smile: "I also met Mr. Guo, he is one of the masters in charge of the academy, presided over the entrance ceremony for the new Hanlin and the new Jinshi."

Guo Da laughed happily, "My brother is most suitable to stay in the Imperial Academy, he likes to study knowledge."

"Master Guo appointed a highly respected senior to teach me and the second place, it's really rare!" Rong Youtang was elated.

"It's not surprising, he appreciates you." Guo Da encouraged: "Do it well! You are the number one scholar from Beiying, so feel free to speak up if you need it, we all treat you as one of our own."

Rong Youtang was very grateful, and nodded solemnly: "Thank you, my lord!"

Zhao Zeyong, however, accurately detected three points from the opponent's eyes and dodged to avoid it. He frowned and thought for a while, but said nothing, and urged: "Don't talk about eating, we will talk after eating."

"Ah."

"Oh." Guo Da stopped without further ado, and devoured the food hungrily.

After dinner, the three drank tea and chatted, enjoying the rare leisure of the day.

"Let's talk." Zhao Zeyong asked straight to the point: "Apart from getting to know colleagues, worshiping seniors, and being admitted to the academy, what else did you do today?"

Guo Da jokingly raised his eyebrows, apparently knowing it well.

"I..." Rong Youtang rubbed his nose, hesitated for a moment, and then briefly said a few words about organizing the books in the Jiutang.

"Ha~"

Guo Da sneered, and told him seriously: "Qiao Zhicheng is a member of Ping Nanhou's family. He has been in charge of the school for more than ten years. Jumping and fanning the flames, like a black-eyed chicken, continued to make trouble until my brother was promoted to the household department."

"So that's how it is." Rong Youtang was stunned for a moment, and said sympathetically, "Young Master Guo is upright and stable, he must be unbearable to be disturbed."

"The first rank of the official is crushing people, he can just find any reason, and he can make you exhausted!" Guo Da patted Rong Youtang on the shoulder, and said: "You have just gone, you have to learn to restrain your edge, don't be head-on."

Rong Youtang nodded: "Don't worry, I will pay attention. In fact, it's nothing. Hanlin is responsible for editing and collation of book history. I like dealing with books very much."

"It's not that simple." Zhao Zeyong said coldly, his face sinking like water:

"Qiao Zhicheng will not deal with you for no reason, presumably the Zhou family is behind the instigation. This time we arranged to search for old books, and we will arrange similar tasks in the future to destroy people's fighting spirit and force them to resist. Soft knives kill without blood, and others will misunderstand you." Thought you were arrogant and disobedient."

"That guy is best at smiling and handing people small shoes to wear, so they won't slip." Guo Da curled his lips.

Rong Youtang sighed distressedly: "In two days, I have to go to the Ministry of Households to practice. Your Majesty has a decree, and I will focus on doing the main work of Zhili, supplemented by Hanlin training. Mr. Qiao assigned us the task of the old hall. I understand that everyone has their own aspirations and can’t be forced to seek refuge with Mr. Qiao. In the end, Brother Xu is mostly busy alone. Alas, half a month is the deadline, and half a room is full of books. How can Brother Xu finish his work by himself? And he is afraid of insects.”

Difficult brother, brother Xu is largely implicated by me, how can I leave it alone?

"Don't worry, you can count the books as usual tomorrow." Zhao Zeyong instructed.

"What's the countermeasure for my cousin?" Guo Da asked curiously, and said angrily, "I've been displeased with Qiao Zhicheng for a long time! My grandson, who is a bully, used to bully us for not being strong enough, so he often pushed aside and made things difficult for my brother."

"Before, I was far away in the northwest, out of reach, and the old troops were all generals, so I couldn't help Ziyu much." Zhao Zeyong said solemnly: "Qiao Zhicheng was so complacent that he dishonored the reputation of the Imperial Academy. Repent! Just watch, send someone to investigate, collect some clues, and cure him."

"Wait," Rong Youtang hurriedly reminded: "Young Master Guo is also a bachelor in charge of the academy! Don't hurt your own people."

"That's right!" Guo Da gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Otherwise, you think we'll endure until now?!"

"Ziyu's official voice is of course important." Zhao Zeyong said coldly, "But a villain is arrogant when he succeeds. Qiao Zhicheng has gone beyond the rules in the past two years, and his father has shown dissatisfaction. I don't need to save face for him. Just don't involve Tzuyu."

Rong Youtang thought for a while, and said cautiously: "Young Master Guo is also in charge of the academy. Except for important affairs, Mr. Qiao will make decisions on all daily matters. According to what I saw with my own eyes today, the overcrowding of the Hanlin Academy's premises has become a problem: to be elected The Jinshi of Shu Jishi lived in the West Courtyard, and each room was crowded with eight or nine people; when the official business was busy and the lights were turned on at night, not to mention the new Hanlin, even the seniors with senior qualifications had no place to go, and there were dozens of people in the office. Only the ear room, which is said to have been built under the personal supervision of Mr. Guo, can accommodate up to four people to rest."

"Isn't it? It's still only the side room that my brother made despite all the arguments?"

Guo Da frowned in surprise, and exclaimed: "At any rate, it belongs to the central government. Doesn't the Imperial Academy have money every year? What are you doing with the money? Can you give birth?"

"I just went there, so I don't know much about it." Rong Youtang apologized, paused, and couldn't help but say: "Although the problem of overcrowding in the house has not been resolved for many years, Master Qiao personally announced during the training ceremony: the newly built The third floor of the library consumes more than 200 million taels of silver, and it claims to use the best wood and craftsman skills, and it will be immortal for 500 years."

The status of the Hanlin is noble and prominent, and the well-educated people somewhat have the idea that "everything is inferior, only reading is high". The fragrance of calligraphy and calligraphy is tarnished by the vulgar smell of copper.

Therefore, it is rare for a philistine old scholar like Qiao Zhicheng to make calculations in public, and he is also a bachelor in charge of the academy.

"It's really..." Guo Da was speechless, and then said with emotion: "I used to fight abroad, and occasionally went back to Beijing to visit relatives. My father and brother often reported good news but not bad news. Thinking about it now, it must have been difficult for my brother when he first entered the Imperial Academy. Fortunately, he It went up quickly."

Rong Youtang's eyes were piercing, and he said softly: "I have an idea, I can count birds with one stone."

"Oh? Come and listen." Guo Da urged with great interest.

Zhao Zeyong smiled appreciatively.

"Today I was ordered to go to the old hall to check the books. I found that although the old office hall had flaws, the flaws were not hidden. It can be used as long as a little modification is made. At present, the most lacking is the bedroom on duty in the Hanlin. It's hot in cold summer, it's too bitter! I suggest renovating the old hall as a place for daily rest." Rong Youtang said seriously.

Zhao Zeyong understood the key point as soon as he heard it, and said implicitly: "Your idea is very good, but who will take the lead? The Imperial Academy is not so poor, they have concerns."

"Tsk, they are putting on a high air, trying to save face and suffer!"

Guo Da shook his head incomprehensibly, and said helplessly: "When my elder brother took office, he only wanted to solve the housing problem in the Imperial Academy, but Qiao Zhicheng incited some pedantic Confucians to fight, clamoring that 'students should be poor and happy, and should not enjoy extravagance' or something. no!"

"What are your plans specifically?" Zhao Zeyong asked gently.

Rong Youtang explained in detail: "It's not so easy to let go of the lofty arrogance of Qiangu scholars, and Youyou's mouth is hard to stop, so he simply passed the Hanlin Academy and let outsiders take the lead!"

"Who will? Who dares?"

Guo Da pointed out straight to the point: "No matter how well the renovation is done, it is the extra work of outsiders. Why bother to come?"

"Let the leisurely relatives of the emperor stand out, and then ask Mr. Guo to submit a letter to reward him." Rong Youtang proposed.

Guo Da was startled and fell into deep thought.

Rong Youtang looked at King Qing and smiled kindly.

Zhao Zeyong's heart softened immediately, and he nodded clearly: "Idle relatives of the emperor? There are quite a few who meet the requirements, which one do you think is the most suitable?"

"Ordinary people think... ahem, I can't do it." Rong Youtang said euphemistically. In fact, he thought about it when he met the Seventh Prince in the evening, and said earnestly: "Your Highness, I think His Highness the Seventh Prince is the bravest, he is suitable."

The bravest?

Hahaha, indeed!

Guo Dale was overwhelmed, suppressed his smile, and agreed seriously: "Cousin, I also think His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is suitable."

"Currently the expenses related to Beiying are huge. It is impossible to demolish the old hall and rebuild it, but the cost of renovation and reconstruction will not cost much money. It will benefit many parties, and His Majesty will definitely allow it." Rong Youtang talked about his arrangement with great interest: "We will count the books When it was time, Mr. Guo asked Mr. Guo to take some time to bring some old Hanlin to help, and it was "coincidentally" that His Royal Highness found out; Biao please reward him. At that time, Mr. Guo will be devoted to his duties, His Highness the Seventh Highness is enthusiastic, and His Majesty is kind, and everyone will be happy!" Rong Youtang paused, and happily said to King Qing: "Your Majesty is wise and powerful, and you will definitely guess that it is you behind the scenes!" In urging His Highness the Seventh Highness to make progress, father hopes that his children will live in harmony and help each other, I believe His Majesty will be happy."

——Why did you choose the Seventh Prince?

Because he is a well-known hateful dandy who does not do business properly, which makes his parents and elder brothers very troubled. The effect of changing this matter is not very effective. Only by letting him take the lead can he touch Emperor Chengtian to the greatest extent.Rong Youtang thought very clearly.

Guo Da added: "Be sure to leave Qiao Zhicheng aside all the time! Let Your Majesty notice his negligence first."

"That's natural."

Zhao Zeyong did not say a word for a long time, his eyes were deep, and he focused on Rong Youtang.

"Cousin, I think this is okay!"

Guo Da became more and more determined, lowered his voice, and said earnestly: "You have been impeached several times over the years, and they slander and accuse you of being 'ruthless, hard-fisted, aggressive and irritable'. It is really hateful! It should be explained and redeemed. This matter can let the world know that you treat your brother loving heart.”

At present, the eldest prince and the second prince are fiercely competing for the throne, and the brotherhood is especially rare.

"No matter what the world thinks, I believe that I have a clear conscience for my brothers and sisters." Zhao Zeyong said frankly, he would definitely look at Rong Youtang, and asked in a low voice: "Old Seven has made things difficult for you for no reason, why are you willing to help him get Your Majesty likes it?"

"I'm not willing to help him!"

Rong Youtang shook his head resolutely, and said sternly: "He is just a suitable candidate, and has nothing to do with my personal appreciation. He doesn't care about the small things when he does big things, and a little dissatisfaction doesn't get in the way." Let's put it aside for now, and we will settle accounts together when we have a chance in the future!

If it wasn't for his cousin, King Qing would definitely have done it.

"very good."

Zhao Zeyong praised sincerely: "If you can think this way, the way of being an official is self-taught without a teacher, and the future is limitless."

"really?"

"real."

Rong Youtang couldn't hide his longing, hoping that one day he would be able to wear a scarlet official robe.

At night, the group returned to the city.

As usual, Zhao Zeyong watched Rong Youtang enter the cloth village, saw the other party turn around and wave his hands, and then left in peace.

"Cousin, I want to go to the palace to rest for one night." Guo Da said distressedly.

"Are you being urged again?"

Guo Da said annoyedly: "Her bones are not cold, I really don't have that kind of thought." Shan You died of illness for several months, he was not young, so the elders were naturally eager to find a new wife.

"I'll go to persuade my grandmother another day." Zhao Zeyong said bluntly, and then said: "I'll go and see Lao Qi, you go back first."

Guo Da observed his cousin's face carefully, guessing that there should be a good show later, but unfortunately he is not suitable for watching, and returned to the palace regretfully.

Damn old seven!

Zhao Zeyong rode his horse to the Seventh Prince's Mansion with a blank expression on his face.