Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Your Highness?

Rong Youtang laughed before saying anything, then turned around immediately, and saw the tall and straight Prince Qing coming towards him, handsome and handsome, naturally noble.

"Your Highness!" Rong Youtang hurried forward to meet him. In an instant, his mind was blank except for excitement and joy.

"Go in and talk." Zhao Zeyong didn't stop, he held the other person's shoulder and turned slightly, and the two walked side by side.

"Did you come back from the Northern Camp? Will you be recruiting again soon?" Rong Youtang asked briskly, his right shoulder was held by King Qing's broad and thick hand, warm and firm.

"Yes. The plan was decided early in the morning. The second batch of soldiers will be recruited next month. The training will be intensified for a few months before the year, and next year's spring training will be compared with the Yuanshui camp." Zhao Zeyong spoke a little faster.

"Spring training competition?"

Rong Youtang was astonished, and frowned and asked: "Who suggested it? Was it too hasty? The camp in the northern suburbs didn't even have a barracks built, and the soldiers were all newcomers, but the camp in Yuanshui has continued since the founding ancestor's time. "

Zhao Zeyong held the opponent's shoulder blade with one hand, without any fear, and calmly said: "What Taifu Han mentioned, the emperor has already agreed to play. This is what should be done. Soldiers should protect their homes and the country in wartime, and try to improve their actual combat skills in leisure time." experience."

"That being said, it's unfair that the northern battalion is full of recruits." Rong Youtang couldn't help muttering, thinking to himself: However, it's true that he can't refuse.The Yuanshui camp held four-season training every year, and at least once marched in a hurry, traveling long distances to various camps in the suburbs of Beijing to train soldiers.Now that there is a Beiying camp, it is inevitable that the two sides will fight openly and secretly.

"It doesn't matter, just try your best, click to the end, it's not a life-and-death fight, the commander has the responsibility to properly improve the fighting spirit of the soldiers." Zhao Zeyong said.

The butler was very tactful, followed a few steps, and said with a bow, "Your Highness, this old slave is going to prepare tea and rice."

"Go."

"Yes."

The rest of the personal guards were more knowledgeable: except for the four closest confidants who followed closely, the rest had already dispersed to change shifts.

King Qing has broad shoulders and long legs, striding with his head held high, with the wind blowing under his feet.

Rong Youtang was brought into a hurry by the other party, and when he stepped over the threshold of the main hall where the royal residence used to entertain guests, he was staggered and almost tripped, he hurriedly held onto the door frame, and took advantage of the situation to break free from the increasingly forceful hands on his shoulders.

"I haven't seen each other for more than a month, and I won't even go on the road?" Zhao Zeyong let go of his hand and asked with a low smile. Tang, walk towards your own yard.

"How is it possible?!" It was obvious that you were walking too fast, out of step with me.Master Xiaorong said in his heart.

"Did your return to the palace go well yesterday?" Zhao Zeyong stepped down the steps, passed a cobblestone corridor, and stepped onto the winding corridor.

Rong Youtang thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty has rewarded us."

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong nodded proudly.

They walked and chatted, and after half a quarter of an hour, they returned to the study room where they usually discussed their affairs, screened away the idlers and others.

"Crack" sound

The door is closed.

It was already dark, the lamps all around the study and the palace lamps on the high table were bright, there was no wind, and the candles were burning quietly.

Rong Youtang stood at the door, his heart beating wildly for no reason, and he suddenly became nervous.

"Come here yet?" Zhao Zeyong urged, walking a few steps away without looking back.However, he didn't hear the sound of following footsteps, so he turned around, with a stern face, and pointed out majesticly: "You are really getting bolder."

"I didn't!" Rong Youtang blurted out.

"No?"

The next moment, Zhao Zeyong couldn't bear it anymore, strode back, hugged Rong Youtang, and kissed Rong Youtang viciously with a slightly punitive nature!

"Hmm..." Rong Youtang gasped, the back of his neck was firmly clenched, his face was raised, his breath was full of trust and longing.

Rough biting and crushing, intimate entanglement with lips and tongue, charming and ambiguous, tingling pain and numbness, throbbing pleasure swept the whole body, and the blood surged wildly.

"Hmm! Wait——Your Highness!" Rong Youtang was almost embedded in the opponent's arms, unable to move, his breathing was blocked, his heart was beating like a drum, and he was in a state of confusion.He half-opened his eyes, unable to tell whether he was happy or uncomfortable.

For a moment, Zhao Zeyong couldn't hear any sound, and his instincts overwhelmed everything.Feeling hard to control himself, he exerted more and more force, rubbing and caressing, easily forcing the eyes of the person in his arms to burst into tears, and his face flushed.

"Uh...uh!"

The earlobe was suddenly caught and kissed, Rong Youtang trembled, trembled violently, closed his eyes tightly, and panted heavily, he couldn't bear it, and began to struggle wildly, but he had no power to resist, struggling for a long time to no avail, the end of his eyes Blushing, in desperation, he simply bit the opponent's arm!

Zhao Zeyong paused, raised his head, his jaw was tense, his expression was a bit fierce, and his eyes were dark and deep.

"Don't, don't bite." Rong Youtang pleaded panting.

"Who bit it?"

"I-I didn't mean to."

"Humph."

Zhao Zeyong's breath was thick and fiery, and his hot lips were printed on the other's forehead cherishingly, and then gently moved down, onto the tip of the nose, on both cheeks, and finally pressed against the other's lips, rubbing back and forth, the gentle force like down feathers brushing, doubled Showing love and compassion is fascinating.

"Mmm..." Rong Youtang gradually relaxed, he stood up straight, his hands hugged the other's strong back with forgetfulness, and tightened his robe.

Intimate kiss for a long time.

After staggering a few steps, Zhao Zeyong grabbed the opponent's shoulders and easily lifted him up and put him on the high table.

This tall table has four thin legs and is used to display fresh flowers. However, because King Qing did not like the fragrance of flowers and incense, he changed it to display antiques.

Beside Rong Youtang is a broken jade amphora, beautiful and smooth, simple and elegant, but at this moment it is trembling dangerously——

"Hey! I fell carefully." Rong Youtang hurriedly reached out to hold the porcelain.

Zhao Zeyong didn't care, he looked carefully at the person who had been away for more than a month, and said in a low voice: "As long as you don't fall, you will be fine."

Rong Youtang endured and endured, but still showed a smile, and said: "The furnishings in the palace are all rare and good things, it's a pity to break them, let's take care of them."

"As you wish." Zhao Zeyong smiled, meticulously arranging the other party's hair, tie, and collar.

Rong Youtang reminded embarrassingly: "This is Prince Qing's Mansion." Why do you do what I want?

"Ben Wang Teyun, you can throw things for fun." Zhao Zeyong said seriously, but there was a playful smile in his eyes.

"Why do I want to throw things for fun?" Rong Youtang was surprised and couldn't help laughing.

"Whether you fall or not, it's up to you."

Rong Youtang was startled, and thought: It's over.Neither mother nor adoptive father spoiled me like this...

"You are a lucky one."

Zhao Zeyong held each other's cheeks with both hands, kissed deeply, and sighed: "Last time, Hao Sandao almost succeeded, and you escaped a difficult situation; this time, bandits blocked the road and killed you, but you saved the day. Yes, you Well done." After speaking, he kissed the other party's lips carefully, and asked: "Father's reward is for official duties, and this king wants to reward you, but unfortunately I didn't find a suitable one. Say, what do you want?"

Rong Youtang shook his head and sighed: "It was really dangerous that day. Thanks to Mr. Xie Baizong and the others who rushed to the rescue in time, they were able to return to Beijing safely. My life is safe, I am satisfied, and I don't want anything."

Zhao Zeyong's expression darkened, and he said, "Xie Ting has neglected his duties."

"Your Highness, calm down! Calm down." Rong Youtang hurriedly pleaded, and explained in a serious tone: "Mr. Xie Baizong and the others were attacked by an unknown killer, and Bai Qiongying was almost silenced. Fortunately, Song Shen will detoxify, otherwise your key witness will be gone."

"If you don't want people to know, you have to do nothing. Many people were present in the case of the collapse of the Wenchang Pavilion bookshelves. Although the father executed most of them, as long as they are carefully screened, they will always find out that Bai Qiongying is not the only witness." Zhao Ze Yong frowned, and asked in a low voice: "If you were murdered by corrupt and rebellious parties and bandits, what should you do?"

Rong Youtang was very moved, with a smile on his face, he comforted: "There is no if, the fact is that we came back safely."

"Oh." Zhao Zeyong sighed and hugged tightly.

"Your Highness, don't worry, I will always remember... my relatives and friends, and I will try my best to avoid fighting with anyone." Rong Youtang murmured and promised, he pillowed on the other's shoulder, his heart was peaceful and comfortable, free from worries and fears.

for a while

"Your Highness, do you know about Xia Xiaoman?" Rong Youtang asked sullenly, lazily.

"Song Shen has already reported."

"Ah?" Rong Youtang became interested, and asked wonderingly, "Why is it him? I thought it would be Mr. Xie Baizong and the others."

"Song Shen hopes that the king will help his senior sister to give a lighter sentence. Xia Xiaoman has been taken over by the Ministry of Criminal Justice because of his involvement in a major corruption case. Even if the people in the world have great powers, they cannot fight against the court."

"That's natural. The Ministry of Criminal Justice has an important case. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching it."

Rong Youtang nodded, and said with emotion: "Song Shen is really 'sharp mouth, tofu heart', but his mouth is ruthless."

"According to him, this move is to repay the favor of being raised by my senior sister when I was young. I don't need to go into Nanxuanwu's housework too deeply." He hugged him and sat in the grand teacher's chair. He sat next to him and poured a cup of tea himself, feeling very good.

"Xia Xiaoman is currently imprisoned in the Prison of the Guarding Division. She is an outsider of the Guanzhou prefect. She is regarded as an accomplice. She cooperates very much with the investigation and actively provides clues and evidence. A light sentence is possible." Thinking of the situation, she resolutely and resolutely put aside Ji Ping. Rong Youtang shook his head, not knowing how to evaluate Xia Xiaoman.

Zhao Zeyong took the opponent's hand, turned it over and over for a closer look, and couldn't see that the opponent's skin was rough and bruised.He said calmly: "It all depends on her sincerity. If she can provide valuable clues or testimony to impress the criminal department and supervisory officials, the death penalty may be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped."

"What about Bai Qiongying? Is she awake?"

"People are sober, but they insist that they don't know the inside story, and argue that everything is Wang Zhaoyi's crazy words."

"Is Wang Zhaoyi still alive?"

"At present, it has been secretly imprisoned in the cold palace." Zhao Zeyong informed.

Rong Youtang remembered something, with a dignified expression, pondered for a long time, and said anxiously: "Your Highness, when we escorted You Guanying to Beijing, he had secretly revealed—" At this point, Rong Youtang stretched out two fingers and whispered: " He admits to wantonly accumulating money, but he keeps saying that he has sent a lot of priceless tribute to the Lord in recent years."

Zhao Zeyong didn't change his expression, his eyes were starry, and he asked seriously: "This is a big matter, who did he tell? Who else did you tell?"

"I don't know where he is. But I didn't tell anyone but you."

"Very good." Zhao Zeyong nodded appreciatively, admonishing intently:

"Remember! Serious corruption cases have been handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice. You don't know anything, understand?"

Rong Youtang also knew that the second prince was involved, so he nodded quickly: "I understand."

At this time, a guard came from outside the study asking:

"Your Highness, His Highness Ninth Prince sent someone to invite you to have dinner with Lord Rong, what do you think?"

Looking at each other, Zhao Zeyong smiled helplessly and affectionately, and raised his voice: "Please wait a moment."

"Yes."

"Xiao Jiu will definitely inquire about the process of solving the case. You can choose something to coax him."

Rong Youtang readily agreed, and asked with concern: "I haven't seen each other for a long time. When I left Beijing, I promised to accompany him to learn horseback riding. I wonder how His Royal Highness is doing?"

"So-so." Zhao Zeyong evaluated objectively. He got up, picked up the other party by the way, walked to the door hand in hand, and let go after opening the door, and went to find the Ninth Prince together.

next morning

"It's dawn! Wake up."

Rong Kaiji was hale and hearty, with a son in charge of everything, so he put a warm towel on his son's face.

"Well, oh, wait a minute." Rong Youtang waved his hands in a daze.

"Didn't you make an appointment with General Qi to go to work?"

"Hmm... yes!" Rong Youtang woke up suddenly, roughly wiped his face with a towel, and grumbled.

Rong Kaiji reminded from the outside: "I drank full moon wine with Lao Li's deceased uncle's house, and your second uncle Yan got a son."

"Really? Good thing, I should congratulate you, but unfortunately I don't have time, so I can only go to see it another day." Rong Youtang quickly put on his clothes.

"It's okay, they'll understand."

With his back turned to his son, Rong Kaiji watered a row of potted plants on the window sill, feeling restless, hesitated for a long time, and then spoke carefully: "Tang'er, there is something I want to talk to you about."

talk?

Rong Youtang, who was burying his head in eating breakfast, felt a chill in his heart, raised his head, held half a bun in his left hand, and asked dully: "What's the matter?"

"When I went to Shangxiang a few days ago, I happened to meet Mrs. Hong and Miss Hong."

"Oh?" Rong Youtang answered cautiously, feeling bad.

Rong Kaiji watered the flowers absent-mindedly, and sighed: "They probably heard from Leizi that you went to Hejian to investigate the case, so they specially comforted me for a long time, and Mrs. Hong even specially asked for you to be blessed in front of the Buddha. Hey, it's rare , very rare!"

"Madam Hong is really enthusiastic. When Leizi took us home, a group of people would often make a fuss in the martial arts training ground. She was never angry, warm and thoughtful, and treated her with good tea and food." Rong Youtang respected and sincerely admired her.

Rong Kaiji put down the ladle for watering the flowers, carefully observed his son's demeanor, full of expectations, and tentatively said: "The children of the Hong family have been taught to be very sensible, Leizi is filial and motivated, and has a bright and open future; and Miss Hong , dignified and virtuous, also proficient in writing and ink, treats people with grace. Are you right?"

Why are you talking about Miss Hong all of a sudden?

Rong Youtang held the bun, feeling very uncomfortable, and answered bravely, "That's right."

"You also think Miss Hong has a good character?" Father Rong held his breath and leaned forward nervously.

"I—" Rong Youtang hesitated to speak, and asked cautiously: "That's fine, why are you talking about Miss Hong?"

No surprises or shyness.It seems that Tang'er doesn't like Miss Hong, it's a pity...

Sighing in disappointment, Father Rong adjusted his mood and said, "Just chatting casually." He picked up the flower scissors and began to trim the potted plants.

"So that's how it is. When I'm resting, I'll go find Leizi to drink tea and greet Mrs. Hong." Rong Youtang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, finished the steamed stuffed buns in two bites, then picked up the boiled eggs, and said "Duk Tuk Tuk" While knocking on the eggshells, I heard my adoptive father muttering unwillingly: "Miss Hong is so gentle and quiet, and her family situation is also suitable, more than enough for you! Oh, you brat."

The brat didn't dare to say a word, and ate the eggs silently.

"Now you are 17 years old. We can't drag other people's family down on the matter of worrying about it before, so we have delayed it until now, but now it has been properly resolved, and the marriage should be done quickly. Tang'er, tell me the truth: do you have a crush on any girl?" Is it? If you have someone you like, as long as her family background is clean and she is dignified and virtuous, then it is completely negotiable, and there is no need to hide it, you know?"

Girl, girl, but I don't like any girl...

Mrs. Xiao Rong was anxious, took a few sips of porridge nervously, and denied embarrassingly: "No, I don't have a girl I like."

"Really?" Rong Kaiji asked majestically, holding a rose plant in his hand, the little scissors were shining coldly.

"It's absolutely true, no." Rong Youtang shook his head solemnly.The next moment, he watched helplessly as his dual-purpose adoptive father "clicked" to cut off the main branch of the rose, and hurriedly reminded: "Father, look carefully, it's all wrong!"

Father Rong lowered his head hastily, his heart was broken, he put down the scissors in a hurry, and said repeatedly: "Ah! Alas! This is a new product I just transplanted. The sky is full of purple butterflies. It is wonderful at the beginning of flowering. What a pity, what a pity! Ah!" Father Rong sighed, concentrating on fiddling with flowers and branches.

"See if you can save it by cutting it, or keep it in water, so that it can last as long as possible for a few days." Rong Youtang suggested in a good voice, hurriedly ate his fill, wiped his mouth, and put away his money bag The waist card slipped out and shouted: "Father, I'm going out, don't worry, just think of a way slowly, if it doesn't work, just transplant another pot." After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

"Hey--"

Father Rong knew it well, and angrily laughed and scolded: "What are you afraid of? As a father, I can press your head and force you to worship and marry a wife!"

Miss Hong is very good, but my son is not interested in that, so I can only find a way to find out more suitable girls' homes...

In short, Tang'er must not be allowed to fall headlong into it!

How can two men live a lifetime?Not a long-term solution.

Father Rong was worried and frowning.

The streets of Beijing are always noisy and bustling, with crowds of people, cars coming and going, and shouting.

Rong Youtang didn't like riding in a car, he thought it was boring, he trotted for a while, dismounted in the downtown area, led the horse for a walk, when he passed a food stall, he suddenly heard a table of middle-aged and elderly people slurping noodles and saying with joy: "That's right! I heard that the stolen goods were loaded into two large ships."

"I happened to go to the ferry to see off my friends that day, and I saw it with my own eyes from a distance: Hey, there are big boxes of gold and silver treasures, and seven or eight officials are carrying them! Tsk, they are all the people's anointing! Corrupt officials deserve death. Step on the flesh and blood of our poor people and make a lot of black money."

Are they talking about corrupt partisans?That's what we found out!Rong Youtang held his head up, quite proud, couldn't help slowing down, and listened through the horses: "They deserve to be confiscated! I hope they will be beheaded."

"Hey, do you know? I heard that when the governor goes to Beijing to report on his duties every year, he will bribe the prince a lot in order to get asylum."

"Which one? Which prince?"

Rong Youtang was taken aback, and turned his head involuntarily. Across the horse, he saw the noodle eater making a "two" with his fingers.

"Hey, are you serious?"

"It's more real than pearls! It's not a secret. During festivals, the lord's mansion is full of guests. Who dares to empty their hands? They all offered generous gifts."

"Aren't they a partnership for corruption?"

"Shhh, be careful! Let's have fun, but don't cause trouble."

……

How would they know?Who leaked the news?

Rong Youtang was in doubt, and when he arrived at the office of the Ministry of Punishment, his face was still solemn, which caused Qi Zhiyang to ask with concern: "Brother Rong, are you all right? Are you feeling unwell?"

Rong Youtang concealed his worries, forced a smile and said, "I'm fine. It's just that the weather is stuffy and hot, so I can't sleep well at night."

"When I go home, I will make some sweet soup and herbal tea to clear away heat and dampness. I feel much better after drinking it." Qi Zhiyang called his little brother, and the two of them went to attend the daily tedious morning meetings of the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the Supervision Department.

at the same time

Imperial Palace Baohe Palace

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and Taifu Han's daughter Han Peiyao occupies the position of noble concubine. The palace is magnificent and fragrant.

"I want to see how she responds this time."

Concubine Han reclined on the brocade couch, leaning on two soft pillows, wearing a red emerald head and face, a frost-colored bodice, and a purple Confucian skirt embroidered with gold and silver threads and full of flowers. A few feet square.Although she is over forty years old, she still has a charming charm, which can be called graceful, with dazzlingly white skin, and a plump figure, with only a few fine lines at the end of her eyes. The colors reflect each other, graceful and noble.

"I heard that father went to Kunhe Palace last night, but he left after only sitting for a quarter of an hour." The eldest prince was refined and elegant, and he skimmed off the tea foam in a leisurely manner.

"Hmph, hehehe." Concubine Han chuckled lightly, shaking her head, the red jadeite earrings were shaking, making her skin greasy and white, which was particularly eye-catching.She sneered slowly: "The Yang family only relied on this generation to produce Yang Guangwei. Because of his achievements in the dragon, he was granted the title of Marquis of Pingnan. The eighteen generations of his ancestors were all poor. What kind of family background does Yang Ruofen have? After getting married, but being poor often goes deep into the bones. Poor bones, have never seen good things, shallow eyelids, raised a son... Tsk, look at the face of the second prince, no matter whose filial piety, in short, whoever comes If you don’t refuse, it’s really embarrassing.”

Han Taifu is the elder of the two dynasties, a scholarly and noble family, a well-known and famous family, Han Guifei is more confident than Empress Yang from the Pingnan Houfu.

"Second brother is really confused."

The eldest prince took a sip of tea and sighed: "He doesn't recognize You Guanying's character, so he just accepts gift and birthday gifts at will. Now that there is a case of corruption and chaos, he will inevitably be implicated."

"Deserved!"

Concubine Han Guifei sneered, wishing to relieve her hatred, twirling her armored little finger, and softly ordered: "Your Majesty, the news should be spread as much as possible, so that the people of the Li people know how greedy the so-called son of the middle palace is."

The First Prince smiled and nodded.

Concubine Han changed her sitting posture, leaned back gracefully, her red lips parted slightly, and asked seriously: "The third son has been staying in Beijing for a year, what do you think is his temperament compared to ten years ago?"

"Not much has changed." The eldest prince lowered his head, stared at the green tea soup, and said in a deep voice: "Although he is still irritable and straightforward, he is very unpleasant, but after all he is one of the only princes among brothers."

When Concubine Han is not smiling, she looks like a picture of a lady hanging on the wall, rigid and stagnant. She said coldly: "Even if the fourth son is appointed as a double prince, he is destined to be a short-lived ghost. He is born with a heart disease. There is no cure for it. Fear. It’s the third child..." She frowned, and said angrily, "I can't see through him more and more. Although His Majesty gave him a cold face every now and then, he never really punished him severely. Back then, he was driven away. In the northwest, I thought it was the established King of Zhenbei, who would return to Beijing to be buried in the imperial mausoleum only when he died of old age, but who would have thought that he would earn a lot of military merits and become King Qing."

"The emperor's heart is unpredictable." The eldest prince put the tea clock on the tea clock a little irritably, put it on the coffee table by his hand, and said anxiously: "I really don't know what the father thinks, his health has become worse and worse in the past two years... well, the time is uncertain." What a mess."

"Prince Qing, hum!"

Concubine Han pursed her lips, showing two dimples, played with the armor on her little finger, and said contemptuously: "Don't look at his upright and upright appearance, but he actually has a habit of breaking his sleeves. He is a good Longyang, and he has a pet boy."