Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Zhao Zeyong probably already knew it in his mind, but he still asked: "Why did the conflict happen? Tell me and listen."

Rong Youtang suppressed his crying, his fingertips turned white, and he seemed to be fainting. He gritted his teeth in hatred and said, "Zhao Zewu is not a good guy! He humiliated me, tried to strangle me, and returned—— Later, I pushed him into the I went into the lake! I don’t know, I don’t know... Will I be drowned?” At this moment, Rong Youtang was in a heroic posture of “I do things alone, and I can fight or kill whatever I want”, for fear of hurting my family.

"Drown?" Zhao Zeyong actually smiled and vetoed, "Impossible. The deepest part of Moon Lake is no more than five feet, and the edge is at most three feet."

"After he fell into the water, I didn't know how to swim, so I didn't go down to save him." Knowing that he couldn't hide it from King Qing, Rong Youtang simply confessed: "Before he fell into the water, I even beat him."

"Do you think it's so easy to kill a person?" Zhao Zeyong slowly turned the teacup with a stern expression: "The recruits on the battlefield for the first time hold knives in both hands, and many of them slashed a dozen times with all their strength, but they couldn't cut off the enemy's head. "

"..." Rong Youtang, who was sobbing excitedly, didn't react at all, and asked blankly, "Why?"

"Going into battle to kill the enemy and defend the country is a just, correct, and necessary battle. But some recruits who have never even killed chickens and ducks suddenly ask him to kill with a knife. What do you think he thinks? His heart is flustered, his mind is blank, his hands When you hit it, you will lose your strength and accuracy, even if you cut the blade sharply, you will not be able to cut down the enemy's head." Zhao Zeyong's eyes were deep and deep, broad-minded and resolute.

Rong Youtang's attention was diverted, his eyes were red and swollen, and he began to imagine the scene of a frightened recruit holding a knife, trying his best to overcome his fear, forcing himself to kill the enemy with a knife, fighting bloody and not daring to stop.

"When Ziyan first joined the battle—" Zhao Zeyong looked at Guo Da.

"Hey! Why are you talking about me?" Guo Da immediately protested strongly, and said nervously: "Cousin, don't mention the past?"

Zhao Zeyong smiled, and said to Rong Youtang: "Okay, don't cry, with your small body, you want to kill someone with your fists and embroidered legs?"

The atmosphere seems to be a bit wrong... I hurt the seventh prince, but King Qing is talking about "how does a novice kill the enemy"?

"I—" Rong Youtang was stunned by the contempt, and had nothing to say!When he recovered, he also felt that it was embarrassing for him to cry, so he quickly raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, but he couldn't hold back his sobs for a while.

At this time, the nurse came to report: "Your Highness, His Highness Sixth Highness and Seventh Highness insist on coming in, please give instructions."

Listen, listen, not only is Zhao Zewu not dead, but he is actually here to trouble you!Guo Da squinted at Rong Youtang.

"Let them in." Zhao Zeyong ordered indifferently, and then said to Rong Youtang: "Kneel down and keep your mouth shut."

"Oh." Rong Youtang knelt down anxiously, trying to hold back the physical sobs.

Then, Zhao Zewu roared aggressively outside: "Don't pull me! Let go! I don't believe that the third brother will protect that cowardly brat! Isn't King Qing being unreasonable——" The twin princes shouted and rushed Entering the study room, he bumped into King Qing and got angry: "Bang~", Zhao Zeyong slapped hard, knocked down the chicken wing wooden table directly, smashed the vase, incense burner, and teacup and rolled to the ground, Zhao Zeyong blackened He scolded: "Bold! Don't even look at this place? This is Prince Qing's mansion. How dare you break the rules of this king? I sent you to pass on a message, but you haven't come back for a long time! Since you can't control your own hands and feet, why don't you chop them off?" Throw it into the mountains to feed the wolves!"

Rong Youtang: "..."

Zhao Zewen: "..."

Guo Da laughed wildly in his heart, while Guo Yuan and Wu Sipeng were expressionless.

"Third brother, you—" Zhao Zewu, who was dripping all over his body, was so angry that his seven orifices were smoking. His head and body were covered with mud from the bottom of the lake and residual lotus leaves, but no injuries could be seen on the outside.

"Why are the sixth and seventh brothers here? Didn't you tell you to wait in the living room?" King Qing looked at Zhao Zewu with concern as if he had just seen the two come in: "The seventh brother is too careless. My God, what are you doing at Moon Lake? You accidentally fell into the water, thanks to my people who rescued you in time, otherwise how would you end up?"

Nonsense!What nonsense!

Zhao Zewu was so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood: "Third brother! You are too—"

"Third brother taught you a good lesson!" Zhao Zewen took the lead and reprimanded his younger brother: "Old Qi, you are always messy, and you don't know how to restrain yourself when you come to Prince Qing's Mansion. Fortunately, third brother is tolerant and doesn't care about you. Still Apologize soon?"

I apologize?fuck it!

Zhao Zewu was furious, he raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously, splashing a few drops of stinky mud, panting heavily, clenched his fists, but he couldn't do anything with King Qing, who was talking nonsense with his eyes open - among the brothers, only Zhao Zeyong could be called civil and military Shuangquan, and notoriously cold-faced, straightforward and straightforward, he often made a stubborn face in front of Emperor Chengtian, and fought in the northwest battlefield for more than ten years. Who would dare to easily provoke him with a hostile and bloody aura?

And he, although there is a word "Wu" in his name, he has never seriously practiced martial arts.

"Apologize?" Zhao Zeyong narrowed his eyes, and said leisurely: "Sixth brother is serious, who doesn't know the temperament of old seven? Don't blame him."

Zhao Zewen elbowed his younger brother and said angrily, "You haven't woken up after falling into the lake? What are we here for?" As the commander of the camp in the northern suburbs, King Qing's attitude is very important: although he has guarded the northwest for more than ten years, Emperor Chengtian called him back to Beijing for a short stay every year to discuss the military defense of the Northwest.Therefore, at this juncture, no force dared to offend him easily.

Zhao Zewu's complexion changed again and again, and finally bowed his head, endured the humiliation, and bowed to King Chaoqing and said, "Third brother, I'm really sorry, I blamed me for being drunk while waiting in the living room, and I was so drunk that I caused you trouble."

Rong Youtang was filled with emotion when he heard it: This is the difference between people!Can I live like King Qing in this life?

"Seventh brother, don't be like this. What's the trouble between you and me?" Zhao Zeyong stretched out his hand to give him a half-smile, then pointed to Rong Youtang and said, "This kid is usually quite sensible. I don’t know what’s going on, and I’m almost scared out of my wits.”

Pooh!That rabbit of yours is so sensible, he dares to hit Lord Wu!

Zhao Zewu suddenly lost his temper and glared at the culprit hiding behind King Qing—from his perspective, Rong Youtang was kneeling, his left face was red and swollen, his neck was fair and slender, his waist and back were undulating, and his wrists were exposed powder white...

Tsk, this bastard who can beat people in a hurry is really, really - don't fall into the hands of Master Wu!

It's best not to get it, which makes people worry about it.

Zhao Zewu stared and stared, most of the anger disappeared inexplicably, and another thought arose again, and he said angrily: "Is this frightening? I can't help being scared. Third brother must be very distressed?"

"This king has his own ideas! Seventh, you are soaked in water, hurry up and clean it up." Zhao Zeyong's face sank, and he chased away the guests directly. He hates licentious and immoral people by nature, even brothers.

"Third brother, I'll take Lao Qi back first, and I'll come to your door some other day to apologize to you... and this young master." Zhao Zewen struggled to squeeze out a smile, with bulging veins on his forehead, without even looking at Rong Youtang, he yanked away vigorously younger brother.

When Zhao Zewu retreated to the door, he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Third brother, it is true that I accidentally fell into the lake, don't scold him, don't beat him, don't punish him to kneel, it's so pitiful—ah! Ouch! !” He suddenly fell down.