Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

A fragment of a teacup flew past Zhao Zewu's ear, causing Zhao Zewu to scream in fright, shrinking his neck, slipping and rolling down the steps.

Inside, King Qing said coldly: "I didn't know before that Moon Lake water is so miraculous, Lao Qi became humorous after soaking it! Stay for a cup of tea, let's have a good chat."

Zhao Zewu "Ugh~" couldn't speak, his mouth was covered.Zhao Zewen was always implicated, so he had no choice but to reply: "Third brother, please don't tell me, Lao Qi is a drunk man. Go! Go!" He dragged his younger brother away full of resentment.

Rong Youtang was amazed, watched the twins leave, and said in his heart: I'm sick!Hmph, it was clearly Brother Rong who pushed you into the lake!

"Look at what?" Zhao Zeyong asked displeased.

Rong Youtang hurriedly turned his head, and had a new understanding of King Qing. He was in awe, and said excitedly: "Your Highness is amazing! You can even make him admit that you accidentally fell into the lake, hahaha~"

You idiot, you didn't understand Zhao Zewu at all!Guo Da rolled his eyes wordlessly.

Zhao Zeyong frowned and looked at the boy with bright eyes, and after a long while, he asked seriously, "Do you know where I went wrong?"

Rong Youtang was stunned, then lowered his head and said: "I know. I shouldn't beat His Highness Seventh and push him into the lake."

Zhao Zeyong shook his head: "You still don't understand."

Rong Youtang raised his head: "I beg Your Highness to clarify."

"Although you have been wronged and you are the one being provoked, this king can only do as much as just now." Zhao Zeyong confessed frankly.

Rong Youtang said softly: "It's enough, thank you His Highness for upholding justice." The resentment he was full of was slowly dissipating: suffering too much, a little sweetness, people are very satisfied and grateful.

Zhao Zeyong said earnestly: "In today's matter, if you miss and seriously injure or kill Lao Qi, this king will not be able to protect you. He is a prince after all, and your family may have to pay for his life; on the contrary, if Lao Qi is seriously injured or killed. If you die, then no matter how angry this king is, he will not be able to ask him to pay for your life. Do you understand?"

"Understood, thank you Your Highness for reminding me." Rong Youtang calmed down completely.

"Remember, your life is the most important thing. You will have a future if you live. Think about your family when you are in trouble."

"Yes." Rong Youtang nodded heavily, and finally understood how Wei Jie and others respected King Qing.

"Go, find a doctor to remove the slap marks before going home, lest outsiders think that King Qing likes to slap people in the face." Zhao Zeyong ordered.He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he can handle everything with fists, feet, riding, shooting, knives, spears and swordsmanship. He is quite disdainful of the move of "slapping the face".

So, Rong Youtang stayed again, wiped his face with the stasis-dissolving ointment given by the doctor, hoping to go home as soon as possible to reduce the swelling.

The 26th night of the twelfth lunar month · clear after snow · bright moon hanging high

Rong Youtang was tired of reading, so he went out to breathe, wandered to the back garden, and from a distance, he saw lights and figures in the pavilion in the center of Moon Lake, and the smell of wine and grilled meat wafted in the wind.

It's King Qing.

New fermented wine, a small stove, drinking alone under the moonlight on a snowy night, without hearing the sound of Hu strings outside the Great Wall.

With a thought in his mind, Rong Youtang looked into the distance.This is the first time he visited Prince Qing's Mansion at night, and the doctor refused to let him out when he was recuperating.

But just after he glanced at it, King Qing's order came from afar:

"What are you doing sneakily? Come here."

Who is sneaking around?I am aboveboard!

Rong Youtang tightened his cloak, stepped on the pontoon bridge leading to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and stepped into the pavilion under the quiet moonlight.

"Your Highness, are you calling me?"

Zhao Zeyong was dressed in a black brocade robe, sitting on the Luohan couch with a big cloak piled up beside him, took a sip from the wine pot, and said lightly: "Didn't you want to come over?"

Rong Youtang cheerfully complimented him casually: "Your Highness is wise, you can know what my little one is thinking from a long distance away."

"Who did you learn from? Guo Xiaoer?" Zhao Zeyong frowned, and tapped his chin on the opposite stool: "Sit down."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Rong Youtang sat down unceremoniously, anyway, he figured it out, this Prince Qing's Mansion is quite different from ordinary honorable homes.

The interior of the pavilion is carefully arranged: bamboo cotton curtains are hung on all sides, round stools are added with velvet cushions, carbon basins are placed at the four corners, copper steps are placed under the feet, wine is warmed by a small stove on the table, meat is fragrant on the grill, and there are many pastries fruit.

However, what Zhao Zeyong drank was cold wine, and several empty wine bottles had been tipped over on the table.

drink so much?

"Your Highness?" Rong Youtang leaned forward, wanting to see if he was drunk.

Zhao Zeyong smelled of alcohol, couldn't see his eyes clearly, and habitually remained expressionless. He shook the jug and asked, "Want to drink?"

Rong Youtang hurriedly shook his head: "The doctor told you to avoid food. Your Highness, may I warm the bar for you?"

"Trouble." Zhao Zeyong was noncommittal, and then poured mouthfuls.

"No trouble, I think the wine smells better when it's hot." Rong Youtang moved his hands after speaking, he opened the warm pot and took a look: it's almost boiled dry!These must have been prepared by the servants at the beginning. Looking at the barbecue again, the silver charcoal underneath has been extinguished.

Hey, King Qing must have taken the trouble to do it.

The two sat opposite each other, Zhao Zeyong drank alone, and Rong Youtang warmed the wine quietly and grilled meat.

After a while, Rong Youtang made up his mind and asked, "Your Highness, when will His Highness Ninth Come back?"

Zhao Zeyong paused for a moment, then asked, "Why do you ask this?"

"small--"

"You are not a servant of the palace, don't grow old all day long."

"Yes." Rong Youtang was very happy, and said honestly: "It's nothing, I just miss His Highness Ninth Prince. I don't know how he is doing in the palace?"

Zhao Zeyong fixedly looked into the boy's eyes, nodded for a while: "Xiao Jiu didn't treat you well in vain."

"Then when will he come back? After the New Year? After the Lantern Festival?" Rong Youtang asked nervously. He kept worrying, for fear that the time when the Ninth Prince would be assassinated would change after his rebirth.

Zhao Zeyong put down the jug, and asked seriously: "Do you have something to do with Xiaojiu?"

Rong Youtang rolled his eyes, just about to speak——

"Tell the truth!" Zhao Zeyong raised his voice majestically.

"...Yes." Rong Youtang said frankly: "I mentioned to you a while ago that His Highness the Ninth Prince didn't want to go back to the palace. He said that there is a Nanny Zhu in the palace who has strict rules and has things to say. I am Worried that His Royal Highness Ninth Prince is young and suffers a dark loss, but dare not say a word." This was the beginning of a topic that Rong Youtang had planned in advance, which was reasonable.

Zhao Zeyong saw that the other party was really worried about his younger brother, so his face softened, and he said helplessly: "As usual, Xiao Jiu has to stay in the palace until he is 15 years old. He was able to come out to play a while ago, it is because of my great efforts. .On holidays, we can only send him back." After a pause, Zhao Zeyong said coldly: "As for Nanny Zhu? Huh!"

"His Highness Nine said that the Empress originally had four dowry maids, but later only Nanny Zhu was left. Why?" Rong Youtang asked again.

Zhao Zeyong said indifferently: "Maybe it's because she knows the rules."

"But she doesn't seem to know the rules now, what should I do?" Rong Youtang was very serious.

Zhao Zeyong threw the empty wine bottle casually, and the bottle rolled down and fell to the ground, shattering in response, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, someone will teach her."

"Will you get rid of her? Just like how you dealt with the people who bullied and plotted against His Highness the Ninth Prince in the past?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows, domineering and hostile at the same time.

good!It's now!

Rong Youtang took a deep breath, courageously, and said bravely: "Your Highness, I think you have acted a little improperly! You are King Qing and the commander of the Northwest Army. You are upright and strict. You can't tolerate sand in your eyes. You act vigorously and resolutely. You must be offended. There are quite a few people! And you are usually far away in the northwest, but His Highness the Ninth Prince stays in the capital—what if one of your enemies uses His Highness the Ninth Prince to vent his anger?"

"Are you done?" Zhao Zeyong asked with a blank expression on his face.

Rong Youtang nodded apprehensively, on guard.

The next moment, Zhao Zeyong suddenly raised his hand.