Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Come here!"

"Come on people!"

"Miss Zhaoyi...you fall down carefully."

In the imperial garden, Rong Youtang, who was curled sideways on the recliner, frowned, hugged the thin quilt tightly, and turned his head, in a daze, unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Soon, he suddenly noticed the chaos around him, and he seemed to hear King Qing's order:

"Wake up Lord Rong immediately."

"Yes!"

Immediately, Rong Youtang, who had already woken up for a little while, was shaken lightly, and he heard in his ears: "Master Rong? Master Rong? You wake up, something happened. His Highness King Qing is looking for you urgently."

"what--"

Rong Youtang kicked his legs suddenly, his heart was beating violently, he sat up dizzy and dizzy, he was extremely sleepy and exhausted, he slowly put on his shoes and went to the ground in a hurry, when he passed the basin, he washed his face with a few handfuls of water, and messed with his sleeves After wiping off the drops of water, he rushed out and saw King Qing, the Fifth Prince and the Eighth Prince at a glance.

Among them, the eighth prince panicked, he rushed out of the tent, his shoes were not put on, his hair was messy, his coat was untied, and he asked impatiently: "The movement from the direction of the cold palace, is it because my mother is ill?"

"Eighth brother, don't worry, Madam Zhaoyi has someone to take care of her." The fifth prince comforted her.

Not sooner or later, Wang Zhaoyi suddenly fell ill tonight?

King Qing could not help being suspicious, but he had no proof, so he could only say sternly, "You can tell by looking at it in the past."

"Ugh!"

The eighth prince was impatient and worried, and said angrily: "What are those eunuchs and maids doing? Why didn't they take good care of my mother in the middle of the night?" After speaking, he didn't care about being polite to his brothers, and ran towards the cold palace at full speed.In such a situation, no one can find fault with him, instead he should praise him for his "filial piety".

King Qing turned his head, saw Rong Youtang rushing out, and immediately ordered cryptically: "This king is going to do something urgent, you stay here and take care of King Rui and keep the evidence. During the period, you can dispatch the surrounding guards."

Something happened to Wang Zhaoyi in Lenggong?What about Molou?Did the killer try to destroy the evidence?

Rong Youtang was full of doubts, but he always trusted King Qing, solemnly nodded and said: "Your Majesty obeys!"

"You go in." After King Qing finished speaking, he hurriedly led people to chase after the Eighth Prince.Although it was Wang Zhaoyi who had the accident, but there was such a commotion, they had to go over to see the situation.

"Yes." Rong Youtang watched the other party leave, frowning tightly, and immediately cheered up, went around the tent twice to check whether the defenses were tight, and then stepped into the tent, and happened to meet the eyes of King Rui who was sitting up: " Greetings to His Highness King Rui. Are you awake? How do you feel?" Rong Youtang asked with concern.As soon as the words fell, the servants who had been waiting outside the tent day and night filed in, waiting for orders.

"It's okay. You all step back." King Rui waved his hand and pushed back his cronies.

"Yes."

Rong Youtang didn't have time to worry too much, first rushed to open the box, checked the physical evidence and files, and after confirming that it was intact, carefully locked it.

"What's going on outside?" King Rui asked softly, his voice was clear and bright, very pleasant.He was sitting, his hair was simply tied into a bunch, he was wearing an ivory-colored unlined garment, covered with a snow-green quilt, his right sleeve was lifted up, revealing his jade-white wrist.Elegant and calm, precious.

"Your Majesty came here at the order of His Royal Highness King Qing to take care of you and keep the physical evidence. I don't know the situation very well, so I vaguely heard what happened to the cold palace." Rong Youtang answered vaguely.

"Yeah." King Rui nodded, he understood immediately, and asked, "But Lady Zhaoyi is not feeling well?"

Rong Youtang was surprised by the other party's frankness, thought for a while, and told the truth: "I don't know, but the other highnesses rushed to visit Empress Zhaoyi."

King Rui nodded again, and then fell into a trance silently, his eyes were picturesque, indifferent and cold, making people do not know how to get close.

"Your Highness, can you lie down and rest for a while? If something happens, I will report it immediately." Rong Youtang suggested.

King Rui shook his head, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and wanted to get off the quilt.

"What's your order? Can I help you a little bit?" Rong Youtang didn't understand what he meant, and approached him slightly to ask.

King Rui frowned and said, "Thirsty."

"Please wait." Rong Youtang nodded, turned around and walked to the table, poured a glass of warm water, and offered it with both hands.

King Rui took it and said politely, "Thank you."

Rong Youtang was stunned for a moment, not used to it, and said respectfully: "This is the job of a subordinate official, please be polite."

King Rui held the teacup, with slender and fair fingers, drank a few sips in a daze, was stunned for a while, and suddenly asked: "After a person dies, in the first seven hours, will the soul really return home?"

There were only two people in the tent, needless to say who they were asking.

Well this...

Rong Youtang pondered for a moment, and answered carefully: "There is indeed a saying of 'the first seven returning to the soul' since ancient times, but due to the separation of yin and yang, the specifics are unknown. As long as the relatives send the deceased with due courtesy and do their best, they will be worthy of no shame. "

"Yin and Yang are separated." King Rui sighed, with a trembling end.

"The lower official is stupid and clumsy. If he speaks inappropriately, I hope His Highness will forgive me, mourn and accept the change, and take care of your body to serve your elders."

King Rui shook his head and said: "Everything you say is true, why is there anything wrong? It's just that this king's natural medicine jar, not only failed to serve the elders, but also made the elders worry about them day and night, which is really a burden."

Alas, the heart disease brought out from the mother's womb is not something you get voluntarily.

Rong Youtang was very sympathetic, and sincerely comforted: "Your Highness, don't belittle yourself. Your generosity, humility, filial piety and generosity must make the elders feel happy."

King Rui closed his eyes, took advantage of the situation to stop complaining about himself, and continued to mention: "That time in the temple, Sister She was in trouble. Fortunately, you rescued the siege with righteousness. This king has always remembered it, and I wanted to host a banquet several times to thank you, but you either Preparing for the imperial examination, or going to Hejian to investigate the case, going back and forth, was actually delayed."

Useless is a scholar, tsk, you little boy!Zhao Yilin, who was dressed in fiery red palace attire, was glamorous and at the same time domineering, coquettish, cursing, domineering and domineering.

However, she is currently morgue in the Mitai Palace, her death condition is miserable, compared with the two——Rong Youtang shuddered slightly, and said seriously: "The encounter in the temple that day was just a matter of little effort, not worth mentioning, His Royal Highness King Rui's words are serious gone."

"Sister She fell in love with the Second Young Master Guo. When she lived in Prince Qing's Mansion, she forced you to pass things on her behalf several times. After this king learned about it, he gave her a hard lesson and took her back to the palace. I also visited Mr. Rong Haihan, she was spoiled. Ignorant and self-willed, but, but... that's all. In short, please forgive me, when her first seven souls go home and wander around, she can be reincarnated without any worries, and she will join a good family in the next life, be safe and smooth, and live a long life." Said In the end, King Rui was short of breath and had tears in his eyes.

The eldest princess has a good brother.

People are already dead, what else is there to mind?

Rong Youtang said seriously: "Don't worry, the lower officials will never worry about it."

"Okay." King Rui nodded, tried his best to suppress it, and finally couldn't hold it back, and said sadly: "Actually, Yilin was very well-behaved when she was young, and Yuxue was cute. After the fifth younger brother, the father had a daughter, and he loved me very much. The health is not good. In contrast, the elders take good care of the sister-in-law and spoil her... By the time they find something is wrong, it is too late. The father, the queen, the mother and the concubine have tried their best, and the king has often taught them, but nothing works. Insignificant, eventually leading to an irreparable tragedy."

massacre?

With a thought in his mind, Rong Youtang thought to himself: Could it be that His Highness King Rui noticed something?He immediately became more cautious.However, since he had a good impression of King Rui, he patiently persuaded him: "Your Highness, don't be overly sad, there are many funeral affairs that need to be taken care of by you, please be sad and cheer up."

King Rui didn't say a word, he squeezed the teacup tightly, trembling violently, a few drops of warm water splashed, and the snow-green quilt became dizzy.After being silent for a while, he sighed anxiously: "If the case cannot be solved within seven days, wouldn't she be in a hurry when she goes home and have a look? How about affecting reincarnation then?"

——If the murderer is really the Eighth Prince, how can His Majesty kill his son to avenge his daughter?That's too shocking!Therefore, the eldest princess can only die in vain.

Rong Youtang racked his brains, avoiding the most important and focusing on the less important, and comforted him: "You don't have to worry, when the time comes, you will definitely ask eminent monks and masters to recite scriptures and handle everything safely."

King Rui raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, he handed over the teacup, and commented mixedly: "You are really a smart person, you don't leak water, and the third elder brother thinks highly of you."

Ah, he showed weakness just now, so he was testing me? !

"Your Highness is absurd." Rong Youtang suddenly realized, took the teacup with both hands, and felt guilty for concealing the key case.

It seems that the third brother is really hiding something from me.King Rui didn't move his expression. Although he couldn't find out the news from Rong Youtang's mouth, he noticed the abnormality through the attitude of the other party.He sat quietly, with the quilt only covering his waist, and the ivory-colored single clothes hung down and pressed, making them a little thinner.

"The night is cold and cool, why don't you lie down and rest for a while?" Rong Youtang advised softly, for fear that his ineffective care would cause the other party to fall ill.

"En." King Rui slowly lay on his back, his mind was full of thoughts, and he thought to himself: What is the third brother hiding?He is upright, upright, upright, and never bothers to cover up, could it be...?

"Ugh."

Rong Youtang heard King Rui sigh, but because of his lack of friendship, he didn't have the nerve to talk too much, so he made tea lightly, anxiously waiting for news from King Qing.

Right now

On a roof of the cold palace, Wang Zhaoyi, wearing white pajamas with disheveled hair and bare feet, was riding on the roof, talking wildly, laughing wildly, continuously lifting tiles and throwing them wantonly.

The ridge of the roof was three feet high, and the tiles fell to the ground with a crackling sound and shattered. The eunuchs and maids dodged in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Wang Zhaoyi clapped her hands and laughed loudly, screaming angrily: "You dog slaves! Diao slaves, I told you to be presumptuous, I told you to tie me up and smash you to death!" As she spoke, she moved forward and kept lifting the tiles. Attack servants.

"Your Majesty, don't move around and sit still!"

"My lady, please sit down, please come down and say something."

……

Smart and lively servants will not live in the cold palace.Therefore, all the chattering people below are dumb and stunned people, and they have nothing to do.

After a long while of chaos and noise, the princes and several teams of guards arrived together.

"mother!"

The Eighth Prince Zhao Zening yelled, and from a distance he saw his birth mother on the roof, her clothes disheveled and sitting straddling the roof ridge, her hair disheveled and disgraceful, her blood rushed upwards, she blushed with shame and indignation, acted according to plan, and shouted in horror: " Mom, what are you doing? Come down quickly!"

King Qing looked up and stopped immediately: "Eighth brother, calm down, don't scare her."

"What, what's going on? How did Lady Zhaoyi get up there?" The Fifth Prince was dumbfounded and asked in disbelief.

At this moment, an elderly eunuch rushed forward eagerly, and was about to report the ins and outs, but was kicked in the abdomen by Zhao Zening, screamed, and fell to the ground.

"waste!"

Zhao Zening scolded angrily: "Bold and slavish, how do you serve people? Let your mother go to the roof! If something happens, I'll just ask you!"

"Xiaoba, don't be angry, it's important to save the empress quickly." King Qing frowned disapprovingly, and then asked the eunuch: "How did she get up there?"

"Ladder, ladder."

The eunuch who had been kicked got up and knelt down, reluctantly pointed to the ladder standing in the corner not far away, and explained tremblingly: "Your Highnesses, please calm down. Because of the rain leaking in the hall, the craftsmen built the ladder to repair it for several days. Everything is fine, but tonight the empress fell ill, so she quietly left the house and climbed the ladder to the roof—" Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Zening kicked him in the chest again!Convulsed and fell to the ground.

"Quietly? Are you all dead people? You just sleep with your head covered and don't care about your mother's life?" Zhao Zening was so angry that he couldn't tell the difference between acting and reality, and his eyes were blazing with anger.

"Little Eight!"

King Qing stopped him with a headache, and raised his voice to remind: "You should prioritize your priorities, hurry up and hold on to your mother, it will be bad if you fall off."

Zhao Zening was furious, and pointed out sadly: "Third brother, they deliberately bullied and abused my mother!"

King Qing hesitated to speak, and finally said solemnly: "After saving the empress, it will not be too late to pursue the responsibility."

"Okay." Zhao Zening nodded, approaching, and shouted: "Mother? Mother? I'm Aning, you sit still, sit still!"

Anin?

Wang Zhaoyi paused when she threw the tiles, and the tiles slid down slowly, and the "ba la" shattered crisply, waking her up.

"A-Ning?" Wang Zhaoyi turned around, leaned down, and looked down with her head, unaware of the danger, which made everyone gasp in fright.

"Mother, mother, sit down, hold on tight, don't scare me." Zhao Zening shouted tremblingly, he raised his hand, trying in vain to help.

The imperial guards rushed to King Qing without hesitation: There are people who can make up their minds, and they will never make up their own minds, so as not to take responsibility for accidents.The imperial guard asked anxiously: "Your Highness, what do you think should be done?"

"It's about three feet high. Divide into two teams. One team will guard the front and back and try to catch those who may fall; the other team will go up quietly, and wait for the Eighth Highness to stabilize the empress, and wait for the opportunity to tie it up, regardless of whether it is a rope or something. Bring it down." King Qing ordered quickly.

Zhao Zening paid close attention to the movement behind him, and at this moment he interjected seemingly casually: "It's pitch black here, hurry up and light up more lights, what's the use of sticking around!"

"Yes!" The head of the guard took the order and left, busy to rescue.

The scene was chaotic and noisy, but King Qing didn't pay attention to it. He couldn't see the crowd running around and screaming at a loss, so he went to arrange the guards in person.

on the roof

Wang Zhaoyi frowned, raised her face in confusion, her chin was pointed, and she could vaguely see the beauty of her youth.She sighed resentfully: "A-Ning doesn't know where she went."

Zhao Zening hurriedly shouted: "Mom, I'm here!"

Wang Zhaoyi followed the sound and lowered her head, looked down for a while, then suddenly laughed, and asked softly, "A'Ning, it's late at night, why don't you sleep well?"

Mother is indeed crazy.

Zhao Zening's nose was sore, his eyes were hot, and his throat was blocked. He forced a smile and said, "I can't sleep, so I want to talk to you."

"What's the matter? Can't you wait for tomorrow? Don't be naughty, go back to your room to rest, study carefully tomorrow morning and doze off, and you will be punished by your master." Wang Zhaoyi urged with concern.She was insane, sometimes thought that she had just entered the palace, sometimes thought that her son had just been born, and sometimes thought that she was murdered when she was pregnant with her daughter, so she behaved abnormally.

"Eighth brother, try to keep her steady, and I'll arrange rescue." King Qing urged in a low voice.He pushed back the idle maids who couldn't help, and formed a team of eight strong guards to get thick quilts nearby. The five guards spread the quilt tightly to prevent the other party from falling at any time, and the other three reacted accordingly.

"Okay, third brother, be careful." Zhao Zening nodded. He looked up, stared at his biological mother, and said obediently, "I listen to you. But my homework book is missing. Can you help me find it?" Are you looking for it?" He secretly glanced around: the two brothers were busy directing the guards to rescue, and had no time to pay attention to themselves.

"Your homework is gone again?" Wang Zhaoyi asked in surprise, her sanity returned to when her son was studying.

"Yes." Zhao Zening answered absent-mindedly, he was extremely anxious, and glanced out of the corner of his eye: the eunuchs who were ordered to fetch candles for lighting finally came!

The cold palace is simple and poor, and there are not enough candles. Most of them use tung oil lamps, and there is a puddle of oil in the copper candlesticks.

At a critical moment, it is worthwhile to suffer a little flesh and blood in exchange for leniency.

Zhao Zening was methodical, waving at the eunuchs of Bingdeng, the servants didn't even think about it, and obeyed orders to approach.

"Isn't there in the study room? If you lose everything, you will be punished by the master for losing your homework book!" Wang Zhaoyi said angrily. When she saw her son, she was in a good mood, and she called out loudly: "Xiaoying? Xiaoying? Hurry up and find the homework book , wait for Aning to rest, don't let him be naughty and playful."

It's a pity that this is Lenggong, not Ningcui Pavilion, and her trusted maid has already left the palace under the pretense of serious illness.

Xiaoying?Bai Qiongying?

With a thought in his mind, King Qing turned his head naturally, and happened to see the Eighth Prince beckoning a few eunuchs Bingdeng——

"No! I don't want others to intervene, I just hope that my mother can help find it in person." Zhao Zening pretended to be a child in coordination, throwing a temper tantrum.He walked a few steps sideways, approaching the eunuchs holding tung oil lamps without showing any signs.

"Hey, you child, really." Wang Zhaoyi shook her head dotingly, but reluctantly compromised: "Okay, let's go to the study for my mother." She got up as she spoke, completely unaware that she was standing high on the roof As soon as it blew, the hair and clothes fluttered and crumbled, frightening the rescuers.

King Qing frowned suspiciously, but before he had time to think about it, he was pulled nervously by the fifth prince: "Third brother, Wang Zhaoyi has stood up! Alas, where will she fall before the guards can get close? Xiaoba is confused How can you urge the empress to really go to the study to find something!"

"Calm down." King Qing turned his head to look at the eighth prince, and reminded in a deep voice: "Eighth brother, hold her fast—" Before the words finished, Wang Zhaoyi's shrill scream suddenly came from the roof: "A-Ning!"

Mother, don't be afraid, I did it on purpose.

Zhao Zening gritted his teeth, ruthlessly pretended to be tripped by a broken tile, without any warning, and suddenly fell towards the crowd of Bingdeng eunuchs!

Unexpectedly, the eunuchs who were engrossed in Wang Zhaoyi were completely unprepared for the Eighth Prince, and were knocked over several lampstands one after another!

The tung oil overflowed and sprinkled on Zhao Zening's arms. He endured the severe pain, pretended to be panicked, struggled and thumped, and the flames shot up and engulfed his hands. He screamed: "Ah! Help!"

"A-Ning!" Although Wang Zhaoyi was insane, she still had the instinct of a mother. Seeing that her son was in danger, she immediately jumped without hesitation!King Qing yelled, "Catch her!"

Fortunately, the imperial guards were mentally prepared and acted in response to the crisis. Five of them tore off the quilt to catch Wang Zhaoyi, and the other three caught Wang Zhaoyi with all their might. There was no danger.Wang Zhaoyi was immediately surrounded by court ladies and eunuchs, scrambling to express their concern.

"Oh my god, put out the fire!" The fifth prince rushed over in a state of desperation.

Oops!Xiao Ba may have done it on purpose. He used a trick to temporarily burn his palm prints and fingerprints to avoid the limelight.

King Qing witnessed what happened with his own eyes, and he took in all the subtle expressions of the other party, and suddenly burst into anger, and rushed towards the other party.

"Third brother, be careful!" The fifth prince shouted, dumbfounded:

King Qing blew past like a gust of wind, grabbed the Eighth Prince's shoulder and took him away from the burning area, then took off his outer robe and wrapped his hands around him, tightly covering his hands, and quickly extinguished the flames.But his hands, too, got tung oil and started to burn.

"Third brother, you—" Zhao Zening was spoiled, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he didn't appreciate it at all, he believed that the other party had caught him.

The chaos lasted only a few breaths, and the imperial guards rushed into the house to fetch water and ran out, regardless of their care, they splashed the two princes all over their bodies, and hurriedly put out the fire.

"I'll do it!" The Fifth Prince gritted his teeth, he took the wooden basin, and splashed it close to him, his face turned white with fright, lest the brothers burn something bad or bad.

After a while, the fire was successfully extinguished. The Eighth Prince's sleeve was burnt black, his left arm was bleeding, and most of his eyebrows and hair were burnt. King Qing's hair was also burnt a little, his palms were red and bleeding, and there was an aura around him. It smelled burnt, but he was hurt even more seriously.

"Oh, I was almost scared to death!" The fifth prince yelled with lingering fear, and asked anxiously, "Third brother, little eight, where are you all burned?"

"It's just a flesh wound, nothing serious." King Qing replied.He stared at the Eighth Prince's eyes like a torch, and slowly loosened the robe that wrapped the opponent's hands. Regardless of his care, he forcibly opened his hands: due to the timely rescue, the palm was basically intact, and the burns were concentrated on the forearm.

"Third brother..." Zhao Zening's face was ashen, and he whispered in a trembling voice, full of begging for mercy.

"Are you aware that you are afraid?" King Qing asked majesticly.

"Help me." Zhao Zening begged in a whisper.

This time, how can you ask me to help you?

King Qing had mixed emotions in his heart, and was about to speak when a number of imperial guards suddenly poured in from outside the cold palace, saying in a low voice: "Your Majesty is calling urgently, His Royal Highness King Xuanqing will meet you at Qianming Palace."

Did Mo Ge succeed?

"Abiding by the order." King Qing answered simply and neatly.He looked at his younger brother in silence for a while, disappointed and distressed.

"Third Brother, what's the matter?" Fifth Prince asked anxiously, holding his breath.

King Qing's expression turned serious, and he said: "Fifth brother, I will trouble you here to deal with the aftermath. I will take Xiaoba to treat the injury first."

"Okay. You, hurry up and bandage up." The fifth prince nodded hesitantly, full of doubts.

"No! I'm not going anywhere, I want to take care of my mother!" The eighth prince shouted suddenly, turning around to look for Wang Zhaoyi who had already been brought into the house, but was grabbed by the shoulder by King Qing.

"Eighth Brother, you have to follow me." King Qing gritted his teeth, his Adam's apple trembled, and regardless of the burn on his palm, he forcibly brought him into Qianming Palace.

At this moment, Emperor Chengtian has received the details from the imperial guards who returned early, and he knows it well.He sat upright, expressionless, with a restored rice paper with palm prints and fingerprints in his hand, and only Li Deying waited on him.

"Are you here?" Emperor Chengtian said slowly.

"My son bows to the emperor." King Qing saluted, and Zhao Zening followed dumbly, plopping down on his knees.

"Pingshen. Injured? Is it serious?" Emperor Chengtian's tone was flat, but his fingertips trembled violently.

"Father, don't worry, it's just a flesh injury." King Qing stood up and replied.

"Aning, what about you?"

Zhao Zening didn't stand up, just knelt down without saying a word.

There was no sound in the hall, deathly silence.

Emperor Chengtian's eyes were sad and his heart was cut like a knife, but he didn't allow himself to back down. He gritted his teeth and ordered: "Little Ba, go and press your fingerprints to prove your innocence. If you have been wronged, I will definitely make it up to you."

Li Deying lowered his eyebrows and looked down, silently offering paper and ink.

Zhao Zening bowed his head and remained silent.

"I, I will get a result no matter what tonight."

Emperor Chengtian's panting was clearly audible, he propped his hands on the table, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Yong'er, take Ah Ning's palm print and fingerprints immediately!"

"Father, son—" King Qing spoke with difficulty, and answered a little slowly.

"Do you dare to resist the order?" Emperor Chengtian was furious immediately, and he took the case and took the hand of his son himself, resolutely, determined to investigate to the end.

"Father calm down, but my ministers dare not." King Qing suddenly came back to his senses, and could only step forward to help his father.

Zhao Zening is like a wooden man, letting his father and brother move, sluggish and depressed.

With a sound of "shua", Emperor Chengtian couldn't wait to put the two declarations side by side, and urgently urged: "Yong'er, Dezi, hurry up and take a look, are they the same? Ah? No, right?"

It took a full two quarters of an hour to compare and identify.

"A-Ning, unexpectedly, actually you did it?"

"What kind of deep hatred can there be between you and Yilin? How did she offend you?" Emperor Chengtian sat down in pain, as if falling into an ice cave, with tears glistening in his eyes.

"Kill me."

Zhao Zening finally raised his head, eyes straightened, and said calmly: "Anyway, I don't want to live anymore, I shouldn't have been born."