Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Punishment, punishment kneeling?

Rong Youtang raised his head suddenly, stunned, and at a loss—he had been in the palace for half a month, and had seen the faces of Prince Qing taking care of his younger brother, handling official duties, entertaining guests, chatting in leisure time, etc., so he thought they were pretty much the same Familiar, but he didn't realize until today that the Zhao Zeyong in front of him is so strange: he comes from an extraordinary background, he is superior, he is majestic and powerful, he will not be disobedient...he has absolute power to punish himself!

Hey, it's all my fault. I thought I got along well, but got carried away for a moment. How could King Qing be led by the nose so easily?

Admit it!Be careful from now on!Rong Youtang quickly figured it out, quickly calmed down his emotions that shouldn't have been there, and bowed his head to receive the punishment: "I would like to follow His Highness's instructions." Then he got up, left silently, walked to the side of the courtyard path, and looked for a clean snow field. Kneeling down, he began to reflect.

After Zhao Zeyong saw Rong Youtang go out, he slowly let out a breath.

However, Guo Da was already so envious, he murmured in a low voice: "Just kneeling? Why am I always served by a military stick when I make a mistake?" I'm still your cousin!

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyes and asked, "Do you have any objections?"

Guo Da immediately tightened his face and firmly denied: "No!" Then he said with a playful smile: "Brother Rong has thin skin, tender flesh and a small body, and he can be destroyed with a few sticks. Who will Xiao Jiu play with when he comes back?" ? Hehehe~”

Zhao Zeyong snorted softly, picked up the official document again for review, and turned the pages repeatedly with a "stab".

"Your Highness, please calm down." Wu Sipeng smiled with his beard twisted, and said sharply: "I think that brother is very smart, otherwise, how could he come into this study at such a young age and powerless?" small.

Zhao Zeyong put down his pen and said in a deep voice, "If jade is not polished, it cannot be used as a tool."

Oh~ It turns out that in the eyes of His Highness, Rong Youtang is a beautiful jade worth carving!Wu Sipeng suddenly realized, and only now did he understand what attitude he should use to treat the boy.

"By the way, what did Brother Rong do wrong? I think he is usually quite obedient." Guo Da asked curiously.

Zhao Zeyong gave a look, Wu Sipeng understood, and briefly explained the reason of the matter.

"The Zhou family is really shameless!" Guo Da scolded angrily, extremely contemptuous: "Fortunately, my cousin found evidence of his embezzling and breaking the law in Luchuan, amassing money wantonly, and spending extravagant pleasures. How dare you offend your wife when you eat soft food! Hahaha, he deserves to be rejected by Marquis Pingnan."

After chatting for a quarter of an hour, Guo Da urged: "It's almost time for the banquet, let's go? The ancestor is waiting."

Zhao Zeyong stood up as he said, he always respected his grandmother, the three of them went out one after another, it was snowing outside, Rong Youtang's head and body kneeling by the corridor was already covered with white, shivering slightly from the cold.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the ice and snow, kneeling for a long time, the snow was slowly melted by the body temperature, and the snow water penetrated into the padded robe, jacket, and cotton trousers, directly hitting the skin and flesh, making people unable to kneel.

Seeing King Qing coming out, Rong Youtang hurriedly knelt up straight, bowed his head, his hands protruding from his sleeves turned blue and purple.

looking pitiful...

Zhao Zeyong stopped to examine for a moment, and finally ordered: "Kneel for an hour as punishment, and hand in a letter of repentance tomorrow morning, no exception!"

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness!" Rong Youtang heaved a sigh of relief. He was still anxious just now: What should I do?King Qing didn't say the time, just kept kneeling?

Fortunately, only one hour fine!

In the past, I was punished in the Zhou family. Needless to say, I had to kneel on my knees for a day and a half. Mother always cried so hard that she couldn't open her eyes, alas.

Guo Da was a few steps behind, and sighed with envy: "You know? Your punishment is the same as that of Xiaojiu. Your Highness is really merciful. Punishment to kneel is not the point, but the letter of repentance is what matters. Don't prevaricate with beautiful empty words."

Rong Youtang nodded gratefully, and said with his mouth: "Thank you for your reminder, my lord."

"Don't thank me, you can continue to reflect on it." Guo Da lifted his feet and left.For the people of Prince Qing's Mansion, if they make a mistake, they are only punished by kneeling for an hour, tsk tsk, it's so beautiful, and it's over after a nap.

Dingbei Hou Mansion Banquet Hall

"...The old man died in the battle, leaving only one son for the old man. It's a precarious situation! In the blink of an eye, 20 years have passed, and Heng'er has successfully succeeded in winning the title, and now the eldest grandson has been promoted again. Alas, the old man has such a heart--" Full head The silver-haired Mrs. Yang was talking and laughing, and suddenly became sad, tears streaming down her face.

Through the gauze screen, the current Dingbei Hou Yang Heng hurried around to the table of the female relatives, bowed and said in shame: "Mother, it's not good to be a son, so I didn't reassure you." His wife is Mrs. Yang's niece, He led his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law to surround him early. The "ancestor" was long and the "ancestor" was short, and he was relieved in every possible way.

Guo Yuan, who had just been promoted to the servant of the household department, apologized and said: "Everyone, excuse me for a moment, I'll go visit my ancestors. Xiaoer, I'm so kind to greet the distinguished guests." Guo Daqiang suppressed the waiter's catchphrase "Okay" and said: " OK."

All the male guests were concerned and urged:

"It's okay, let's go."

"The old lady is happy to see her children and grandchildren making progress."

"Yes."

……

Because there were ladies and young daughters-in-law at the women's family table, Zhao Zeyong had no choice but to persuade them through the screen, but fortunately, Mrs. Yang turned around quickly, and the atmosphere became lively again, and the banquet lasted for more than two hours.Zhao Zeyong watched his grandmother rest and was about to go back home, but when he reached the door of the moon cave, he called out timidly: "Cousin?" His almond eyes are full of love.

Zhao Zeyong stopped immediately, frowned, and asked through the corridor door: "Where are the people following you? Why are you allowed to wander alone?"

Guo Huixin smiled sweetly, held the food box, and answered irrelevant questions: "Cousin, you didn't like the previous few times. This time I made mung bean cake and pine nut shortbread. Try it?"

Zhao Zeyong also answered irrelevant questions: "The ancestors ate less at the table, but because my cousin is filial, she specially made pastries, please send them here."

"..." Guo Hui bit her lip heartily, complaining resentfully.

"It's late at night, please come back, cousin. Excuse me, please leave." Zhao Zeyong nodded slightly, and walked away firmly, not wanting to cause any misunderstanding.

"Cousin—" Guo Huixin chased after two steps, and was so angry that she slammed the food box hard, and the carefully made pastry rolled to the snow, and she stepped on it as soon as she lifted her foot, and it was smashed to pieces.

After Guo Da saw it, he came out from behind the rockery and persuaded helplessly: "Give up, if cousin is interested, you should act early, don't hurt your relatives—"

"Don't worry about my affairs! My own sister doesn't help, what kind of brother are you?" Guo Hui interrupted angrily, feeling ashamed and indignant, and ran away quickly with her skirt in hand.

Guo Xiaoer: "..."

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Prince Qing's Mansion

Zhao Zeyong stepped into the courtyard, drank more wine at the banquet, and felt hot flashes, he took a closer look: there was no one kneeling beside the corridor.

Hmph, that little cunning man must have slipped home just in time!

As soon as he thought about it, Zhao Zeyong saw the butler hesitantly stepped forward to report:

"Your Highness, Young Master Rong is seriously ill, something...is not quite right, take a look?"

"What?" Zhao Zeyong's drunkenness disappeared instantly.

The housekeeper said in detail: "Master Rong knelt for an hour and still knelt. Everyone thought he voluntarily extended the time and sincerely repented. Who knew that after kneeling for two hours, he suddenly fell to the ground, and only then did he know that he was burned. Confused."

"How could that kid voluntarily increase the punishment?" Zhao Zeyong shook his head, sighed, and asked, "What about others?"

"Ah—" The butler was stunned for a moment before returning: "In the guest room!"

"Lead the way." Zhao Zeyong turned around and walked quickly to the guest room.