Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

What am I sorry for?

Rong Youtang was stunned on the spot, bewildered.

"Brother Rong, you are an ungrateful bastard, you have failed Master Wu's trust." The seventh prince Zhao Zewu blushed and had a thick neck, reeking of alcohol, and swept his arms, knocking over the dishes, wine pots and wine glasses, and rolled them on the ground. The land was in a mess.

"Your Highness, please calm down."

"Cut your hands carefully, sit down and rest for a while."

"Master Wu, don't you have something to ask Mr. Rong? He's here, you can ask."

……

The nurses hurriedly cleaned up the mess and tried their best to comfort her.

Facing the agitated and out-of-control drunk, Rong Youtang sighed, and bowed in a regular manner: "Your Majesty, Rong Youtang, pay my respects to His Highness the Seventh Highness."

"Get up, don't hide at the door, roll over if you feel like it, Master Wu will question you face to face!" Zhao Zewu raised his voice, slapped the table and shouted, his face turning pale.

Rong Youtang was calm and composed, Xin walked to the table and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, handed a cup to Zhao Zewu, and asked frankly: "Brother Kai is getting married? I didn't hear that, maybe you made a mistake, right? "

"You don't know?" Zhao Zewu asked eagerly, staring at his red and swollen eyes.

Rong Youtang sat upright, and explained sincerely: "I really didn't receive any news. Your Highness, think about it calmly, the eldest princess has just been buried in the ground, at the feet of the emperor, which court official dares to beat gongs and drums to hold a big banquet for a happy event? Those who have chosen an auspicious day for the zodiac must also change it and postpone it, at least until the beginning of next year."

"Bang~" sound!

Zhao Zewu raised his fist and smashed the table hard, anxious and frightened, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's just what you said! Zhuo Zhiyang and his wife are really hateful. They not only rejected Lord Wu time and again, but also instigated Xiao Zhuo to get married. According to reliable news, Mrs. Zhuo secretly The youngest daughter-in-law was secretly picked out, she is the daughter of an idle fifth-rank military general, I don’t know if she was born round or flat, and she was initially scheduled to get married in March next year. Listen, listen, Zhuo Zhiyang and his wife are so hateful!"

It is natural and reasonable for parents to arrange marriages for their sons, so what is so hateful?

I also despise them for being closed doors. If you hadn't been reincarnated as a prince, with the enmity you forged, even if a leg was broken, it would be light...

Rong Youtang, who knew the ins and outs, frowned, and stood by Zhuo Kai's side from beginning to end.

"Hey, why are you in a daze? Hurry up and think of a way out!" Zhao Zewu was shaking drunk, but he still had some reason.

"What can I do? It's reasonable for Brother Kai's parents to arrange a marriage for him. Relatives and friends only congratulate him, so how can I dissuade him?" Rong Youtang couldn't bear it anymore, and told the truth.

Now it's amazing!

Zhao Zewu exploded, his ass bounced off the chair, his throat straightened, and he yelled angrily: "It's against you! Who are you talking for? Master Wu doesn't want to hear your prevarication, so hurry up and think of a safe way to disturb the situation." Huang Xiaozhuo's marriage!"

Stir yellow?

"Please forgive me, Your Highness the Seventh Prince. I'm so stupid. There's nothing wrong with it. Besides, Mrs. Zhuo may just say something casually and didn't make a decision. Brother Kai will definitely be angry if you make things worse. What will you do then?" Rong Youtang felt a headache, so he tried to persuade him in another way.

As soon as "Xiao Zhuo is angry", Zhao Zewu's arrogance was half extinguished immediately, but he pretended not to care, and scolded stiffly: "Don't care if he is angry! Master Wu never needs to look at anyone's face when doing things. Hmph, you don't have to doubt, Mrs. Zhuo probably came for the truth this time, she wanted Xiao Zhuo to get married early in the morning, because Master Wu had messed with me a few times, she thought I was particularly disliked, and deliberately concealed it, like a thief, covering up."

Rong Youtang hesitated to speak, thinking to himself: Conceal?Like a thief?That's not because I'm afraid you'll make trouble!

Distraught, Zhao Zewu raised his neck and drank a cup of tea, but luckily it wasn't hot. He raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, paused, and warned vigilantly: "Brother Rong, don't talk nonsense, if it leaks, it's all yours." wrong!"

Rong Youtang took a sip of tea stuck in his throat, swallowed it forcefully, felt a sharp pain, and hurriedly said seriously: "I don't know at all, why bother to spread rumors? What's more, brother Kai is so smart, could it be that he can't guess? "

"Oh, he's just too smart! He has a bad temper, is fierce, and always looks like he wants to hit someone. It's hard to please." Zhao Zewu felt it and gritted his teeth—the more serious he was without responding, the less he would Willing to let go, stalking and stalking, gradually became a deep-rooted obsession.

Rong Youtang sighed, kneaded his forehead, and said with a bitter face: "Your Highness, I really can't help you with this matter! Actually, I only got acquainted with Brother Kai through friends, and I have never been to the gate of the Zhuo family. What's the matter?" Are you qualified to dissuade Mrs. Zhuo? You will definitely be beaten with sticks."

There was a "bang" on the table, and the cups and plates shook.

"So, you are not willing to help?" Zhao Zewu slapped the table angrily, his gaze was like a torch, and he was menacing.

Rong Youtang took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Please forgive me for being helpless."

"Ming Hong is right, you are really ungrateful and heartless!" Zhao Zewu suddenly accused without thinking.

Ming Hong?Zhou Minghong?

Did Zhou Minghong tell the Seventh Prince my real identity?

In the blink of an eye, Rong Youtang suddenly realized: His Highness the Seventh Prince of the Weird Dao cursed "ungrateful" as soon as he opened his mouth!It turned out that it was not a drunken angry speech, but learned it from elsewhere.

Zhao Zewu saw that Rong Youtang was expressionless and didn't say a word for a long time, so he guessed that the other party was timid. He laughed triumphantly, and waved his hands: "You go out and watch, my highness wants to have a secret talk with Lord Rong."

"Yes." The nursing homes did not dare to disobey in the slightest, they obeyed, and resigned obediently, closing the door behind them.

"Hahaha~" Zhao Zewu raised his chin, grabbed the flagon casually, took a sip with his neck up, resting his elbows on the table, and asked with his head raised, "Hmph, did I hit the mark? Are you scared?"

Rong Youtang remained calm, smiled and asked, "What did you say?"

"You weird bastard, still pretending to be stupid?"

Rong Youtang had been guarding against this moment all along!He pretended to be confused, and wondered, "Why are you pretending to be stupid? You've made me confused. Could it be that Mrs. Fei Zhuo refuses to reveal the choice of the youngest daughter-in-law? That's normal, after all, the matter has not been done yet, and right now it is after the funeral of the Eldest Princess. It should not be publicized."

"Mrs. Zhuo—hey, why don't you coax me? Don't try to escape, just tell me, are you the concubine of the Zhou family?" Zhao Zewu regained his senses.

"The Zhou family? Which Zhou family?"

"Zhou Renlin, his wife is Lord Wu's aunt, so she's a relative." Zhao Zewu, while thinking about Zhuo Kai, divided his attention a little and asked enthusiastically, "If you are the concubine of the Zhou family, then you are my cousin. It's also interesting. I heard that there was a bastard in the Zhou family before, but unfortunately, it was said that he was in poor health and sick, unable to go out, and then died without a sound. Hey, are you really that bastard?"

"Stop joking, do you think I look like me?" Rong Youtang couldn't help but frankly.

Zhao Zewu opened his eyes wide, carefully looked at Rong Youtang's facial features, and compared them with the Zhou family in his memory.After a long while, he scratched his head and said hesitantly: "It's not like, it's not like at all. You are much more handsome than them. But Minghong said that you have nose and eyes, which made Master Wu startled for a while."

Rong Youtang pursed his lips and said sympathetically: "Your Highness Seventh, with all due respect, Mr. Tuesday may have seen you drunk and deliberately teased you. Alas, it may be because when I was studying in the Imperial College, I had an affair with their brothers , After a few troubles, he harbored resentment, so he spread rumors and created troubles out of nothing."

Zhao Zewu lay down on the table, continued to examine Rong Youtang's appearance, tried his best to find similarities, but found nothing.He sat up, leaned against the back of the chair, began to shake, and muttered softly: "We did drink that day, but we were not drunk. Ming Hong ate the heart and guts? How dare he lie to me? Impossible, he is a coward, bully and fearful, desperate Hug Master Wu's thigh."

"I guess he can't drink well. Many people like to brag when they're drunk, talking nonsense, it's unbelievable." Rong Youtang talked eloquently, making Zhou Minghong slap his mouth over and over again in his heart!He spared no effort to reveal: "Besides, haven't you heard? In the middle of the year, it was rumored that Mr. Tuesday was dismissed from the Imperial College for cheating. I can't stop it."

"Slightly heard."

Holding the flagon, Zhao Zewu was drunk, full of suspicion, and said: "However, my grandfather said that the shameful thing was framed by traitors and had poisonous insects on it, so he undressed in the street."

"Oh, could it be possible that grandpa can say that grandson is crazy? In order to save the family's face, it's normal for him to cover up." Rong Youtang said firmly, with a natural and casual expression, as if he was just chatting about anecdotes.

Zhao Zewu had preconceived ideas, and subconsciously thought that Rong Youtang could not be the seed of the Zhou family. He laughed at himself: "That's right. I laughed at Ming Hong when he said it. You are so smart and clever. You got a top score in your studies and you can solve cases, father." He Sange is definitely not an ordinary person, they all appreciate you, how rare."

"Your Highness the Seventh Highness is admirable. I really don't know how many generations of blessings I have cultivated, and I have been supported by many nobles in this life." Rong Youtang lowered his head humbly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, it's unreliable to say that you are the concubine of the Zhou family. When Ming Hong is caught later, Master Wu will definitely slap them both, telling him to get drunk and talk nonsense!" Zhao Zewu was so angry that he was so drunk. Dizzy, he had a belch, grabbed Rong Youtang's arm, shook it vigorously, and earnestly told him: "Brother Rong, I think Xiao Zhuo is still very young. As a man, it is important to make contributions to protect the family and the country. There is no need to start early." Getting married, you, are you right? My Highness opposes his getting married, and firmly opposes it!"

Brother Kai's marriage, what's the use of your objection?I have no position to oppose it.

Since it's not a mutual love, it should never be difficult for others.

Rong Youtang cleverly broke free, did not answer, and said lightly: "You are drunk, come and have a cup of tea."

Zhao Zewu took it, drank it down, panted on the table, flushed with drunkenness, and muttered: "Anyway, I don't care, you have to tell him to stop him, understand?"

"Come, have another cup of tea." Rong Youtang persuaded again.He was very clear-headed: Don't meddle in what shouldn't be done, how can I help the Seventh Prince make things difficult for Brother Kai?

"Go, go, tell Xiao Zhuo, I want to treat him to a meal, drink is fine, watch or watch a theater is also fine, traveling in the mountains and rivers is more interesting, promise, promise that the arrangement is proper, don't ask him to spend a little money heart." Zhao Zewu frowned, refused to drink tea, and raised the flagon pot to drink it.

Rong Youtang was quite at a loss, thought for a while, and hurriedly reminded: "The Beiying recruited a group of recruits last month, Brother Kai is very busy, where is the time to go sightseeing?"

"Oh, that's right. Then, it's okay to eat, right? I want to invite him to eat in all the restaurants in the capital, just the two of us, and take no one with us. I know, he hates dog legs." Zhao Zewu lay down on the table, dazed and immersed In beautiful fantasy, grinning silly.

"Just, just me and him!"

Zhao Zewu raised his head, emphasized seriously, and then continued to fantasize, with a soft tone, and said flatteringly: "We don't ride a car, we don't ride a horse, we walk around, no matter what he likes, Lord Wu bought it all, bought it all! Even if it costs thousands of dollars to buy him It's worth a smile."

It turns out that unrequited love is like this?

——Thinking back now, His Royal Highness King Qing has never made me sad enough to drink away his sorrows. He is strong and reliable, like a majestic mountain.

In the ignorance, there was something unspeakable... I realized it in an instant.

Rong Youtang drank tea quietly and listened carefully to the Seventh Prince talking to himself, feeling inexplicably sad until the other party was completely drunk.

After sighing melancholy, he raised his voice to call for the nursing home outside the door, and together he carried the limp person into the carriage, and watched the other party go back home.

it's getting dark.

Rong Youtang was thoughtful all the way, and rode back home, trying to deal with the threats from the Zhou family.

After tossing and turning in the middle of the night, I never fell asleep.

The next day, when I was assisting the Hanlin seniors in compiling the book, I lost some energy and drank strong tea to refresh myself.

"Xiao Rong, there are still doubts about these two points. Take time to go to the library, think about it clearly, and carefully indicate the source. You must not mislead future generations." Meng Weiting said.He leaned over his desk and wrote quickly, with many books and files spread out in front of him, and occasionally picked up references to flip through the pages, and there was a sound of "chi la chi la" when the pages were flipped.

Rong Youtang nodded: "Okay, I'll check the old records in the afternoon."

Very tired, preoccupied, yawning.

Rong Youtang was out of his mind, while running errands for the senior, he racked his brains to think about how to deal with the Zhou family further.

suddenly

Meng Weiting raised his eyes and asked with concern: "Xiao Rong, did you not sleep well last night?"

Rong Youtang, who was raising his sleeves to cover up a yawn, hurriedly stood up, unable to hide his embarrassment, and explained apologetically: "Yes. I drank two extra cups of tea before going to bed last night, and I didn't fall asleep even after lying down in the middle of the night."

Meng Weiting believed it, and the elegant old man smiled and said, "Did you drink new tea? You young people are not used to it. My little grandson drank half a cup a few days ago. He seemed so energetic, running around, refusing Take a nap."

Rong Youtang bit the bullet and said, "You guessed it right."

"After lunch later, you go and rest for a while." Meng Weiting was very kind, with the gentlemanly demeanor of a scholar, and praised pertinently: "Your Highness the Seventh Prince has really done a good thing. After the renovation of the old office, it has changed into a Hanlin is on duty, it is bright and comfortable, and a small kitchen is specially built for it, so you can boil water and heat meals when you are in a hurry, it is so convenient that I never even thought about it before."

I can not go!

The Seventh Highness may be waiting there to block people...

Rong Youtang felt distressed, and nodded vaguely: "Thank you, senior. You have been tired for half an hour, get up and walk around?"

"Well, I'm going out to relax." Meng Weiting raised his head, his gray hair was shining with silver light, he beat his sore back with his hands behind his back, supported the armrest, and slowly got up with a sound of "Aiyo".

"Be careful." Rong Youtang hurriedly stepped forward to help, respecting the kind and knowledgeable senior from the bottom of his heart.

The two walked around the desk, and Rong Youtang was about to take the old man to a small side hall for tea, when they bumped into Qiao Zhicheng, the academician in charge, and Zhou Mingjie, who followed him every day.

Rong Youtang was young and had a low official position, so he took the lead in greeting: "Your official has met Mr. Qiao."

"My lord." Meng Weiting smiled politely.

Qiao Zhicheng laughed, his face was flushed, and he asked enthusiastically, "Old Meng, how have you been doing well?"

Meng Weiting nodded and said, "Thank you for your condolences, it's pretty tough."

Qiao Zhicheng patted Rong Youtang's shoulder affectionately, and praised: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Xiao Rong has grown taller again, young man is really energetic! You have worked hard helping Mr. Meng edit the book."

Rong Youtang almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and replied solemnly: "Thanks to my lord's support, Mr. Meng doesn't dislike me, I'm very grateful for your guidance many times, I just hope you don't cause trouble, and don't find it hard at all."

"Hahaha~" Qiao Zhicheng smirked, his double chin trembling with laughter, squinting his eyes and praised: "Good! Young people should be like you, so that the Imperial Academy can continue to select talents for the imperial court! Mingjie, you He is about the same age as Mr. Rong, and since he is a classmate of the Imperial College, he is also of the same age, so he should get closer and discuss knowledge."

Zhou Mingjie had no official position, and was the lowest among the four. Now that he was called, he had the opportunity to come forward and say, "Student Zhou Mingjie, pay your respects to Mr. Meng."

"There is no need to be too polite." Meng Weiting raised his hand kindly, never putting on airs of a respected senior.

"Thank you, my lord." Zhou Mingjie behaved well, turned around and saluted as a peer, saying, "Hello, my lord."

Strange, why didn't Zhou Mingjie attack me with a knife this time?

Rong Youtang was surprised inwardly, returned a salute, and said dryly: "Young Master Zhou, you are being polite."

Qiao Zhicheng smiled so much that his cheeks bulged, he turned his head and ordered: "It just happened to happen, Mingjie, then you and Master Rong can go together and send the translation to the palace."

Zhou Mingjie's expression froze, he gritted his teeth and hung his head: "Okay."

What translation?

Rong Youtang was at a loss.

Seeing this, Qiao Zhicheng explained: "Oh, that's the account of overseas barbarians' introduction to Dacheng. It has just been translated and sent to His Royal Highness Ninth Prince. The palace requested it by name."

Oh ~

Rong Youtang suddenly realized.

"Since that's the case, both of you put the matter at hand aside and send the book to the palace first to see if His Royal Highness is satisfied. If he thinks the translation doesn't make sense, he can bring it back and sort out the changes." Qiao Zhicheng instructed.

"Yes."

"Students obey."

After lunch, Rong Youtang and Zhou Mingjie, who was holding the box, took the same carriage and rushed to the palace.

Look at each other and hate each other.

The distance between each other is half a foot, and no one is close to anyone.

Rong Youtang sat upright, leisurely watching the market outside the window.

"Don't think that your highness appreciates you so much." Zhou Mingjie said contemptuously, without looking sideways: "He is still young and hasn't known about it yet. When he finds out that you have shamelessly seduced Prince Qing, we will see how you explain it."

Rong Youtang said slowly: "It's really strange, why does Mr. Zhou always say some inexplicable strange things?"

"You are also stubborn. You took the initiative to leave the Zhou family, and even beat him to death for not admitting it. You are somewhat self-aware."

Rong Youtang smiled, dismissively: I won't go back even if I'm a beggar!

Zhou Mingjie was actually very hesitant: he wanted to recognize his concubine brother so that he could control the torture; but he was also afraid that recognizing his concubine brother would make him feel ashamed.He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "A disobedient and unfilial son like you should be killed by the family law!"

"When the Shu Jishi is selected, I am editing and have the right to give opinions." Rong Youtang reminded leisurely.

Zhou Mingjie turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened: "You want to avenge yourself?"

"Don't judge a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart!" Rong Youtang refuted it righteously, leaning his elbows on the window sill, and said coldly: "Mr. Zhou, you are so disrespectful to the court officials, and you have repeatedly provoked and ridiculed me. , what is the intention?"

"you--"

"Huh?" Rong Youtang's eyes were sharp, and he looked up, making Zhou Mingjie flinch.

"Hmph!" Zhou Mingjie's face was livid, he turned his face away in admitting defeat, and sat angrily by the window.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the palace and were received by the Ninth Prince.

Ninth Prince Zhao Ze'an was wearing a moon-white jacket, his hair about two fingers long was neatly tied up, he came out from behind the screen, and asked in surprise, "Brother Rong?"

"Why did you two send the book?"

After saluting, Rong Youtang explained: "We are here under the order of Mr. Qiao, the bachelor of the Academy."

"Your Highness, this is the translation of what you need, please read it." Zhou Mingjie was very attentive, with a pleasant face, and his words were coaxing, thinking to himself: To please one is one!The Ninth Prince is young and ignorant, and he is very favored. If you can let him speak well in front of His Majesty, it will be more effective than anything else!

Zhao Ze'an took the book, carefully flipped through a few pages, closed it and said, "Let's put it away, and read it when it's free. Come, let's take a seat and serve tea."

"Yes."

As soon as Rong Youtang sat down, Zhao Ze'an approached, mysteriously, and whispered, "Have you visited Chiji recently?"

Chiji was the first horse that King Qing gave to his younger brother.

"When I went to the palace on horseback two days ago, I followed him to the stables to have a look. The red steed is very good, fat and strong, with particularly sharp eyes and full of spirituality." Rong Youtang told the truth.

Zhao Ze'an nodded happily: "That's good. I have to stay in the palace for a while to accompany my father. When you go back to the palace next time, remember to remind the groom to take it out for a run, so that it doesn't get too fat."

"Okay!" Rong Youtang readily agreed.

"Also, remember to ask someone to take the tortoise I keep on the windowsill to bask in the sun."

"Okay."

Zhao Ze'an didn't have many confidantes in the palace, so he dragged Rong Youtang to mutter, asked many things that were on his mind, and imperceptibly snubbed Zhou Mingjie.

A dog who tricks a child!

Zhou Mingjie was extremely annoyed, and tried every means to join the conversation, and the atmosphere was harmonious on the surface.

Because the eldest princess had just passed away, they all had scruples, and they never laughed and talked about it until dusk fell.

King Qing, who entered the palace to answer the question, found time to visit his younger brother. As the eunuch's announcement passed the threshold, the three chatting stopped at the same time.

"Brother, are you done?" Zhao Ze'an ran over.

"En." Prince Qing ruffled his younger brother's hair, looked at Rong Youtang and asked, "Xiao Jiu, why did they come here?"

"The Imperial Academy sent them to deliver books to me."

King Qing nodded, chatted and chatted, and after staying for a quarter of an hour, he reminded: "The gate of the palace is about to be locked, you should leave."

"Yes."

"Resignation." Before parting, Rong Youtang quietly stared at King Qing, who quickly looked back with focused and soft eyes, which made him suddenly full of emotion.

After leaving the palace, he did not go home, but sat in the teahouse that King Qing must pass by on his way back home, full of patience.Originally prepared for a long wait, unexpectedly, only two quarters of an hour later, a cavalry team headed by King Qing came into view.

"Your Highness!"

"Wait a minute, Your Highness!" Rong Youtang shouted happily, put down his teacup, and chased after him.

"Woo~" King Qing reined in his horse when he heard the news, turned over quickly and got down, holding the whip, and asked Rong Youtang who rushed over seriously: "I just saw that your demeanor is not right. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Rong Youtang shook his head, nervously asked: "Have you had dinner yet?"

King Qing wondered, "Not yet."

Rong Youtang clenched his fists, held his breath, and asked softly: "Your Highness, we don't ride in a car or ride a horse, we walk to eat, and then go shopping in the market. Okay?"