Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

King Qing leaned his back against the wall, his face was full of tiredness, he hung his head in silence, listless, it was very abnormal for a man who was always heroic and upright to suddenly do so.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Rong Youtang returned in a hurry, and hurriedly approached and asked, "Could it be that you're feeling unwell—"

In the next moment, without saying a word, King Qing stretched out his hands, and pulled Rong Youtang into his arms, hugging him tightly!

Rong Youtang was startled, staggered and stood firm, hugged the other side without thinking, and asked worriedly: "Does your hand hurt? Should it be time to change the medicine?"

King Qing shook his head, exhausted, resting his chin on Rong Youtang's shoulder, and even put half of his weight on it.

heavy.

Caught off guard, the relatively thin Rong Youtang was almost overwhelmed!He didn't say a word, gritted his teeth for support, and the two embraced quietly.

Because the burn on the palm was bandaged, King Qing could only hug each other with his arms.He closed his eyes, his mind was empty, he didn't think about anything, the underside of his eyes was burnt black, the burnt part of his hair was uneven, messy and upturned, he was a different person from usual.

Yoshihisa

King Qing said in a low voice: "The imperial physician ordered that the medicine should be changed twice in the morning and evening."

"Okay, then I'll remind you at night."

"Ah."

"Don't worry, take your time. Your Majesty still has several princes. I should ask them to share some of the burden. I won't tire you out in vain." Rong Youtang felt distressed, and embraced Prince Qing's strong back .He has witnessed many times with his own eyes that the other party is busy, working hard, and specializing in drudgery, but he can't get it right—this time it's even worse, caught between his father and brothers, and he is in a dilemma.

"En." King Qing replied in a muffled voice.

"The funeral of the Eldest Princess is a state affair. First of all, the Ministry of Rituals will organize the whole process, and the Department of Internal Affairs is also responsible. The royal temples and Taoist temples are all ready-made. Monks and Taoists can come to chant scriptures when they are summoned. You just need to take charge of the overall situation, and it will go smoothly." Rong Youtang racked his brains and comforted him softly.

King Qing closed his eyes and rested his mind, relaxed his whole body, and said seriously in a low voice: "It's not that this king doesn't love my sister. It's just that Yilin didn't do anything that benefited the country and the people or was loyal and filial, but the emperor ordered a lavish burial with the highest standard, wasting people and money. "

His Royal Highness King Qing!

Rong Youtang was admiring and sad at the same time, with a bitter face, he hurriedly dissuaded: "Your Highness, you can say whatever you want in front of me, but please don't speak up. Your Majesty will be furious after hearing this! He couldn't tell the truth. Sentenced to the death penalty, I guess I felt guilty, so I tried my best to make up for it at the funeral, and gave the eldest princess a grand mourning honor. Now, other highnesses and adults are cautiously flattering, no matter the funeral or posthumous title, they all obey the imperial decree, but you jumped out, already How can you object to the funeral standard after objecting to the posthumous title? Back off by three points, and try to be calm."

"It's the only way to do this, so as not to make the emperor's illness worse. In fact, this king has already given in a lot." King Qing frowned, helplessly.

"If you're referring to the real murderer, it's really helpless." Rong Youtang's eyes were bright and firm, and he said solemnly: "Family affairs and state affairs, which is more important? When you have to make a choice, you can only consider the overall situation and not the consequences." It would be unimaginable.”

"There is really no other way."

King Qing sighed, and said solemnly: "If the father was so angry that he lost his mind and decided to release the real culprit, I would definitely stop it. But after Liu Man was released,..." King Qing's ending sound weakened and gradually disappeared.

Rong Youtang understood the other party's unfinished words, and said sympathetically: "Looking at King Rui's expression just now, I guess he already understood. Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, so they can only try to resolve their worries. After a hundred years, the flesh and blood If it turns into clay, it doesn't matter what hatred it has."

"At such a young age, you talk about life and death all day long. Where did you learn it? Your father taught you?" King Qing asked majesticly.

Rong Youtang shut up resentfully, and said in embarrassment: "I am talking nonsense myself, it has nothing to do with my father."

"Humph."

King Qing finally opened his eyes, stood up straight, and rested his elbow on the opponent's shoulder.

Rong Youtang raised his head, without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to caress the thick green and black stubble of the other party, and sighed: "Hurry up and shave, it looks uncomfortable."

"Really?" King Qing said with a grimace.

Rong Youtang stretched out his hand to hug the other person's neck, and tugged hard. A comforting kiss fell on the stubble and forehead. King Qing let go of all his defenses and let the person in his arms move.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry to break your body." Rong Youtang warned seriously.

"Hmm." Prince Qing gradually returned to his usual calm and composed appearance.

"Let's go! Hurry up and tidy up." Rong Youtang cheered up, pushed the person in front of the bronze mirror, sat down, rolled up his sleeves, and opened the box to pick and choose with great energy.

King Qing usually has no expression, but his eyes are focused and soft. He stares at the other person and asks gently: "Do you know how to shave? You haven't grown it yet."

I--

Rong Youtang was immediately embarrassed, pointing at his chin, frowning and emphasizing: "Aren't these?"

King Qing raised his eyebrows and said kindly, "Yes."

"After a while, I'll get up early and have a shave." Rong Youtang muttered softly.At present, he really doesn't need to shave, because his father is a servant, and he doesn't need to. He has only seen others do it a few times.

But at this time, for the sake of a man's dignity, he had to do it if he didn't.

Rong Youtang was calm on the surface, but he didn't know how to start. He bent down, squeezed the exquisite beard knife made in the palace, bit the bullet, supported King Qing's chin, held his breath, and carefully scratched.

King Qing sat quietly without frowning, staring at the clear eyes of the other party who was close at hand.After a long while, he said in a low voice: "Forget it, I have to teach you." After speaking, he put his arms around the waist of the other party, exerted a little force, and forced the man to sit on his lap, and then covered the other party with his bandaged palm. hand, taught: "Don't be afraid, this kind of knife is very blunt, it won't hurt people, just use your strength and try to stick to the skin as much as possible."

"Okay, okay." Rong Youtang lay in the generous and warm arms of the other party, his face was hot, he tried his best to keep his hands calm, held his breath, and worked hard.

clumsy.

King Qing said in his heart.He generously said: "Even if you can't learn it, it doesn't matter. I can do it for you every morning, just move your hands twice, it's a trivial matter."

"How could I fail to learn it?! It's not difficult." Rong Youtang raised his eyes in surprise, and retorted amusedly.

King Qing didn't say anything more, and hugged him firmly.

after a while

"That's it! It's very clean!" Rong Youtang let out a breath, put down the razor, then untied the crown of the prince, and re-tie the other's hair, trying to hide the burnt short hair.

For the umpteenth time, King Qing looked at his palms and said unbearably, "This king has become half a useless person."

"Don't think about it, change the medicine on time, and you will recover soon. Your Highness, how were the casualties last night?" Rong Youtang couldn't help asking.

"Only two people were injured." King Qing replied.

You and His Highness the Eighth?

"Why don't you see His Royal Highness the Fifth? I think he is very down-to-earth and dedicated to everything." Rong Youtang commented objectively.

"Fifth brother is taking care of Concubine Zhuang and her sisters." King Qing thought of the third princess and Wang Zhaoyi, and felt pity and headache at once.

"So that's how it is." Rong Youtang has never met Wang Zhaoyi, but he knows the three princesses, and he also sympathizes with her: she lacks the power of her grandfather's family, her biological mother is insane, and her elder brother committed the felony of killing her sister—she is a girl, in a sense Already alone.

After washing his hair and face, King Qing hurriedly changed into clean clothes and ate some porridge and soup. His fighting spirit was high, and he said vigorously: "This king will go to Qianming Palace and ask Father to reconsider Yilin's posthumous title, so as not to avoid the imperial decree. It cannot be changed at once.”

"Remember to tell Your Majesty that His Royal Highness King Rui also agrees with the proposed use of 'Huai Min'." Rong Youtang reminded earnestly.

"I know." King Qing walked out of the prince's residence with his head held high, with the wind blowing under his feet, and instructed: "The Ministry of Rites is still discussing the regulations, the posthumous title has not yet been determined, and the funeral will start tomorrow or the day at the earliest. You should not stay in the palace for a long time, go home first Take a break and wait for news."

"But Your Highness asked me to stay and assist you." Rong Youtang told honestly.

King Qing was not afraid, and resolutely refuted, "He is over-excited and a little out of order, so ignore it. It's okay, you just go back."

Well, His Majesty is acting as an agent of the government, so happy, with high fighting spirit...

Rong Youtang felt the same way and nodded: "Then I'll go home first. Does Your Highness have something to say to the manor or General Guo?"

King Qing stopped, pondered for a while, and quickly said: "That's fine. You can go to the palace on the way, and let the housekeeper pay more attention to it, so that the eldest princess must not be rude during the funeral; in addition, ask Ziyan to take care of the recruitment of soldiers, rather than lacking in excess." , Beiying does not support useless people."

"Yes! By the way, don't forget to change your dressing."

King Qing nodded happily.

Immediately, Rong Youtang left the palace, and after finishing business, he hurried home to report his safety.

At night, the Rong family and his son sat down to eat.

"Inner Court Secretary Cui Yusen? Little Cui?" Rong Kaiji muttered, thinking hard.

"Exactly. That uncle knew you and gave me some advice on the way to the palace." Rong Youtang did not forget to mention it.

"Hmm... In my memory, he is very thin. I have only met a few times, so I have a little impression. I was in the warehouse of the palace for a few years. I was busy all day long, and I didn't have time to pay attention to it. Hey, it was Xiao Cui who came to pass on that night. Shengyu, my old eyes are dim, and I didn't recognize him! How rude." Rong Kaiji was very embarrassed.

"It's no wonder to you. Uncle Cui Shi has been promoted to be in charge, and his spirit has naturally changed. His face is flushed, strong and rich. I invite him to come home for tea when he is free." Rong Youtang comforted.

"Okay, that should be it." Father Rong nodded again and again, and couldn't help asking: "I heard that the eldest princess was killed. Could it be that your majesty called you into the palace because of that case?"

"You've heard that too?" Rong Youtang paused while picking up vegetables.

Rong Kaiji said in detail: "You were suddenly called into the palace at night. I was so worried that I didn't sleep all night. The next day, the capital city was suddenly under martial law. Xiao Xiao, then gradually rumors spread, saying that a noble person in the palace was killed, passed around, and finally it was the eldest princess. I didn't expect it to be her!"

"That's right." Rong Youtang held the bowl, picked up some food with chopsticks in a daze, and said, "It's really unexpected."

"Everyone has their own life, and their lifespan is fixed. There is nothing anyone can do about it. Fortunately, she is a princess. Her Majesty ordered that the case be solved within a few days. The murderer was executed at noon today. It is said that the murderer is from the Lingchi Nine Clan. Alas, the murderer is of course Damn it, but his relatives are very innocent, it's really pitiful to be implicated to death." Rong Kaiji commented bluntly, talking to his son about everything.

No.

Liu Man is not the real murderer, he is just a substitute for the dead ghost.

Rong Youtang felt sad, feeling melancholy, dazed, and said softly: "Lingchi Nine Clans, it's really scary."

"It's very bloody. I won't go to watch the execution. If you can choose, don't go. It will affect your luck too much." Rong Kaiji warned solemnly.

Rong Youtang nodded, and said with a wry smile: "Just thinking about it makes people panic, who wants to join in the fun!"

"Don't go."

Rong Kaiji took two mouthfuls of rice, then suddenly slapped his forehead and told: "That's right! During the two days you were not at home, Xiao Song came to look for you three times, but he didn't say anything."

"Xiao Song?" Rong Youtang raised his eyes in doubt.

"Song Shen." Father Rong said casually.

"Oh~"

Rong Youtang suddenly realized, couldn't help laughing, and jokingly said: "It sounds like you know him quite well, when I heard him, I thought who it was."

"That lad is very nice!"

Rong Kaiji smiled, praised him greatly, and talked endlessly: "He is cheerful and generous, with superb cooking skills and even more superb medical skills. He gave me some plasters for leg and foot pain. Those are unique formulas that cannot be bought outside, and they are very effective. I wanted to reward him, but he insisted on refusing, saying that he and you are good brothers, and talking about money is vulgar and hurts friendship. Hey, he is so warm-hearted, sorry, his family members have passed away, and he is lonely." Father Rong sighed and shook his head.

That guy Flying on the Grass is really capable, and it is likely that he came here for his senior sister Xia Xiaoman...

After hearing this, Rong Youtang took a deep breath, concealed his complicated thoughts, and said cautiously: "If the plaster is effective, I'll see if I can ask him to write down the prescription another day." As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shen's playful tone suddenly sounded at the door: "Yes! Why can't it? It's just a prescription. It's rare that my uncle doesn't think I'm a quack."

"Hey, Xiao Song is here! Have you had dinner yet? Sit down quickly." Father Rong immediately stood up and greeted him enthusiastically.

Song Shen took his seat unceremoniously, next to Rong Youtang, touched his stomach, and said pitifully, "I was so hungry that I almost fainted in the alley just now."

"What's going on? It's too careless. You can't miss three meals a day." Rong Kaiji was stunned, and immediately raised his voice to order: "Old Zhang? Old Zhang?"

"Hey, what's the master's order?"

"Xiao Song is here, quickly add a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and cook a few more dishes."

"it is good!"

Rong Youtang looked at the others suspiciously, and asked in a whisper: "Master Song, are you really so hungry that you almost passed out?"

"Yes." Song Shen took advantage of Rong's father's back to the dining table, quickly pinched a piece of jerky and ate it, chewed and swallowed it, and then confessed: "Are you just kidding, are you angry?"

"Hmph, I knew it!" Rong Youtang smiled, guessing the other party's intentions, and said carefully: "Master Song is willing to come up with a unique secret recipe to treat my father's legs. I am very grateful. Within the scope of my ability, I— —”

"Hey, stop!"

Song Shen's eyebrows were raised and lowered comically, and he said righteously: "We can talk when we are full, okay?"

"Sorry, I was impatient." Rong Youtang returned to his senses apologetically.

After the meal, Father Rong drank a cup of tea with him, then tactfully avoided, letting the young man talk about business.

They walked into the small garden, each with his own thoughts.

"Master Song, you must have heard about the murder of the eldest princess." Rong Youtang said straight to the point.

"The death of the princess angered the emperor. He ordered a strict investigation into the corruption case, and arrested a series of Beijing officials in the past two days." Song Shen frowned, and it was rare for him to put away his cynicism.

"Even Mr. Shaozhang, the right servant of the household department, was dismissed from his post and ransacked his home. He was charged with dereliction of duty and bribery." Rong Youtang bent down and approached a blooming rose, carefully smelling the fragrance of the flower.

"Corrupt officials deserve death. In fact, my senior sister deserves it too. She has been confused all her life." Song Shen had a headache and irritated, and kicked a small stone flying, hitting the round wall in the distance with a "click".

"Then you still save her?"

"I owe her. I am an orphan, without father and mother. I was taken care of by my senior sister when I was young."

Rong Youtang nodded, sighed, and said sternly: "Master Song, I won't hide it from you, the corruption case is being bitten very hard right now, and Senior Sister Ling is an accomplice to Ji Ping's side room, it's nothing at all, the bad thing is that she will To make the poison, Ji Ping gave the poison to He Shuo, and committed a number of outrageous things. Although Senior Sister Ling did not directly participate in the crime, she is undoubtedly an accomplice."

"Is she dead?"

"Sorry, I don't know much about convictions." Rong Youtang said frankly, and when he changed his voice, he reminded: "However, it is the funeral of the eldest princess in the near future. Or, the newly arrested prisoner needs to be interrogated in court, and it is estimated that the sentence will be delivered after a while."

"Ah, a few days ago, I was able to get into the prison of the city guard by stuffing money, but I can't do it these two days, no matter how much money I stuffed, it's useless." Song Shen looked up at the moon, thought for a long time, lowered his head suddenly, and gritted his teeth: "If you can manage to save her life, I will tell you the whereabouts of Zhen Qianbao!"

Zhen Qianbao?

Rong Youtang suddenly opened his eyes wide, nervous and apprehensive, and then said with a sigh: "But His Majesty personally watched over the case, so the seriousness can be imagined, who dares to intervene and talk too much?"

"It's over."

"I have tried my best. Master should not jump to scold others under Jiuquan. If you want to scold, you can do whatever you want."

Song Shen curled his lips, crossed his arms, moved his toes unconsciously, digging a shallow hole in the ground.

The two were relatively silent for a while, one was digging the hole, the other was rubbing the branches and leaves.

for a while

"Okay!" Song Shen clapped his hands, raised his head and said, "Lord Rong, I know that you and King Qing have to listen to the emperor and cannot intervene, so let's do this, I'm going to sleep." After speaking, he turned around and left, in a hurry.

"Where are you going to rest?" Rong Youtang blurted out.

Song Shen stopped, turned his head and said narrowly: "It's rare for Mr. Rong to be so caring. The kindness is hard to turn down. I'll sleep in your room."

Rong Youtang realized that the other party didn't intend to be angry, so he immediately relaxed, and said with a smile: "My father said clearly, Westinghouse will prepare for you at any time, isn't it good there?"

"It's okay, let's go." Song Shen pretended nothing had happened, and swaggered to the Westinghouse.

Zhen Qianbao...

Rong Youtang stood alone beside the rose bushes, meditating silently.

Right now

Imperial Palace Baohe Palace

"Hahaha~"

"God has eyes!"

Concubine Han Guifei leaned forward and back, trembling with pearls and emeralds all over her head, she burst into tears with a smile, and said mercilessly, "My son is doing well! My mother has finally waited until now. But I can't be complacent. Although your second brother was grounded, but It is not guaranteed that His Majesty is only temporarily angry and may calm down at any time, the most urgent thing is to try to knock him down in one fell swoop, and don't give him a chance to stand up!"

"What the concubine mother said is very true." The eldest prince finally didn't have to pretend to be sad, and smiled, his eyes were arrogant and arrogant, as if he had already boarded the coveted throne of the dragon chair.He said slowly: "Wang Zhaoyi is indeed crazy, but not completely crazy. She yelled out all the secrets hidden in her heart, and everyone knew about it."

"Wang Cuizhi, that lowly servant girl, deserved to end up like this! She really thought that His Majesty would always pamper her in the early years, ha, she was laughing to death. My son, if you make her crazy for a while, you'd better yell that the whole world knows about the empress. Kill Concubine Shu."

The eldest prince was confident and said to himself: "Don't worry, right now is Yilin's funeral, which is a golden opportunity. The queen is very busy, and the funeral is complicated and trivial, and it is most likely to make mistakes. I have already arranged it, and I will wait for her to be unlucky." Bar."

Concubine Han's face was radiant, her cheeks showed dimples when she smiled, and the corners of her mouth never fell down. She skimmed off the tea foam with great demeanor, the gold and jade bracelets collided crisply, and her bright wrist was better than the snow. That's enough for her to suppress! During the critical period, you must not be soft-hearted. Since ancient times, you have been non-toxic and not a husband. When you earn a high position, most of the civil and military officials are useless. Whoever takes the position can flatter him. Why worry about not having a good reputation?"

"I will never be soft!"

Mother and son looked at each other, both murderous, determined to win.

After lowering his head and taking a sip of tea, the First Prince frowned and asked:

"The cause of Concubine Shu's death has been widely circulated, but for some reason, the third brother has not acted yet."

"I guess...can't make a move for the time being? Didn't your father ask him to supervise the funeral?" Concubine Han hesitated to guess, groaning nervously.

"Let's just wait and see what happens. By the way, I will take some time in the afternoon to visit my father. Alas, the old man can't bear the blows and is very haggard and weak." The eldest prince sighed softly, his eyes dark and unpredictable.

"Prince Qing also went to visit. He stayed for half an hour and provoked His Majesty into a rage. It's outrageous." Concubine Han snorted.

The eldest prince smiled, and said briskly: "The third younger brother is for Yilin's posthumous title. You know, he has never winked and is very stubborn. He didn't even dare to say a word, but he dared. The courage is commendable." ah."

"Tsk, has the posthumous title been decided?" Han Guifei asked slowly.

"It's settled. The imperial decree has been issued, Princess Huaimin."

"Oh."

Soon, the mother and son started talking about business again:

"Guo Yuan, the left servant of the Household Department, is the third eldest. He is backed by Dingbeihou's mansion. He has a deep foundation and can't move for the time being. Fortunately, Shao Zhang, the right servant, is greedy for bribes. He has been dismissed by his father and ransacked the house. Finally, there is a vacancy!" The eldest prince clapped his hands excitedly.

"Don't act rashly, ask your grandfather more, he is looking forward to your best." Concubine Han earnestly taught.

"My son understands. Thanks to his great help, he suppressed Marquis Pingnan for me, otherwise there might be a quarrel in the imperial study room." The eldest prince gritted his teeth.

"As soon as your second brother falls, King Qing will be exposed, so we have to guard against it." Concubine Han was worried.

"The third child?" The eldest prince didn't think so, and said contemptuously: "You are worrying too much, with his stubborn temper, who would dare to support him? Try to win him over as much as possible."

"Right."

At this moment, the Qianming Palace was very quiet, the maids and eunuchs were extra careful, their eyebrows were lowered, and they walked silently.

"Do you still feel scared?" Emperor Chengtian asked lovingly, lying on his back, turning his head and stroking his son's head.

Ninth Prince Zhao Ze'an was dressed in plain pajamas, knelt in front of the couch, bent his elbows, and shook his head: "Don't be afraid, that's Big Sister."

"Yes. That's your elder sister. She will never scare my younger brother. After the eminent monk recites the scriptures and practices, she will enter the road of reincarnation and reincarnate again, endlessly." Emperor Chengtian suppressed his grief and comforted his youngest son with a trembling voice.

"Then hurry up and ask the eminent monk to recite the scriptures and practice the scriptures, so that big sister can start a new life as soon as possible." Zhao Ze'an urged solemnly.

"It starts tomorrow morning."

Zhao Ze'an hesitated to speak several times, he had something on his mind and worries.

"Xiao Jiu, what do you have to say? Let's hear it, don't hide it." Emperor Chengtian asked proactively.

Zhao Ze'an hesitated, played with the quilt for a while, and then asked cautiously:

"Father, how did my mother die?"