Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"I..." Rong Youtang pursed his lips, carefully considered his words, slowly pulled out the memorial from the sleeve, and then quickly stuffed it in!Gritting his teeth, he pulled it out again, then stuffed it in again, and so on over and over again.

Zhao Zeyong frowned, tried his best to ease his attitude, and patiently spread out his palms and said, "What is it? Take it out and have a look."

"Your Highness, don't be angry." Rong Youtang reminded nervously, and finally made up his mind, Huo Ran pulled out the preliminary drafted memorial and pinched it on his fingertips.

Zhao Zeyong took a few glances and asked clearly, "Memorial?"

Rong Youtang nodded.

"You have just been promoted to a Bachelor of Attendant, so you need to play? What did you write?" Zhao Zeyong was puzzled.

Rong Youtang handed over the memorial with both hands, and carefully discussed: "Look at it, let's talk after reading it."

Zhao Zeyong took it and didn't think too much about it. He unfolded it and glanced at ten lines—just after he glanced twice, his eyes widened in shock, he lowered his head and moved closer, and then closed the memorial with a "snap"!

When the incident happened suddenly, Zhao Zeyong was unprepared, and asked in disbelief, "You took the initiative to ask for an order to be transferred to Hejian?"

"En." Rong Youtang mustered up his courage and nodded, standing three feet in front of the couch, twisting his fingers unconsciously.

"Did you mean it yourself? Or was someone making things difficult for you?" Zhao Zeyong came to his senses as soon as he finished speaking. He immediately lowered his face and asked angrily, "Could it be father's intention? He drove you out of Beijing?"

"no!"

Rong Youtang hurriedly waved his hands, King Qing's reaction was as he expected, and he sincerely explained: "Your Highness, calm down, please don't misunderstand me, I figured out the memorial by myself, and it has nothing to do with Your Majesty. Your Majesty did not rush or send me away at all Jing means."

"Why do you ask for the decree to be released? People go to high places. Since ancient times, local officials have competed for excellent political performance every year, all in order to enter the capital, but you took the initiative to transfer out!" Zhao Zeyong was full of doubts, completely unacceptable, and inevitably guessed "Don't be afraid, tell the truth boldly, is this a hint from your father? Or did the Imperial Academy, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the Zhou family make things difficult for you?"

"Neither of them, no one has hinted, it's really my own wish." Rong Youtang emphasized solemnly, urging: "Don't be angry, we can talk about it after reading it, okay?"

"Humph!"

With a straight face, Zhao Zeyong tried his best to calm down, and then suddenly unfolded the memorial, barely restraining his emotions, read it word by word, and finally spread it gently on the kang table.He lowered his head slightly, staring at the memorial, his back straight, his right elbow resting on the edge of the table, and he didn't speak for a long time.

There was silence in the bedroom, only the loud and loud drill sounds of the soldiers outside could be heard.

"Your Highness?" Rong Youtang was at a loss, standing there like a person who made a mistake, waiting anxiously for King Qing to express his position, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After a long time, Zhao Zeyong, whose self-esteem was severely thwarted, finally spoke, with a low voice, revealing guilt and loneliness: "This king can't protect people, and you have been wronged, that's why you want to leave the capital. Right?"

"No no no!"

"Your Highness, I definitely don't mean that!" Rong Youtang hurriedly shook his head, firmly denied it, and said righteously: "You are King Qing, who is well-known for his military exploits and reputation, and the commander-in-chief of soldiers and horses. I admire and admire you! I have been fortunate enough to get to know His Highness in my three lifetimes, and I am so happy that I woke up laughing several times in my dreams."

Zhao Zeyong didn't look sideways, his heart was quite upset, and he said majesticly: "Master Xiaorong, it's useless to compliment the king no matter how much you do! If you can't give a valid reason today, this memorial will--" he said and picked it up The memorial is to be torn in half.

"Hey, don't tear it!" Without thinking, Rong Youtang quickly stepped forward to reach out his hand, but he had no chance to touch the memorial at all!Zhao Zeyong simply and neatly threw the memorial into the corner of the bed, then dragged Rong Youtang onto the kang bed, lifted the warm quilt to wrap him up, and asked in a flat tone: "You are going to the gate of the city early this morning to wait for the door to be opened. Are you rushing to deliver that thing?"

That, that thing?

Oops, Your Highness is even more angry than I imagined!

"I just want to see you sooner." Rong Youtang said softly, he took off his boots silently, sat side by side with Prince Qing, the quilt was covered up to his waist, and he helped the other party to pull up the quilt, and asked bravely : "I haven't seen you for a few days, is your leg better?"

"Well." Zhao Zeyong cherishes words like gold, and when he is angry, he is often silent.

After thinking about it, Rong Youtang had nothing to say and said: "Your Majesty is very concerned, and asked me about your injury in detail."

"If you say that the father didn't warn you, I won't believe it." Zhao Zeyong pointed out expressionlessly, not angry but powerful.

The kang bed was heated to a perfect temperature and was very warm. Rong Youtang quickly stopped the shivering from the cold, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his palms together, and said openly: "It's no wonder Your Majesty didn't beat me! Let's see, let's do it like this." , if His Majesty sees me, he will kill me on the spot!"

"With this king here, you can't be shot to death." Zhao Zeyong promised sternly, and asked seriously: "Who did you show that thing to?"

"No one showed it! I sent it to you as soon as it was written." Rong Youtang turned his head and raised his face, as if asking for credit, but his chest was slapped loudly.

"You're still sober." Zhao Zeyong heaved a sigh of relief and nodded in satisfaction: "As long as you don't send it up, it's fine."

"Actually, I, I want to ask you to give me some pointers. Is the memorial properly written like that? Will it be submitted to His Majesty, the Second Highness, and they will approve it directly, or will it be forwarded to His Majesty for review?" Rong Youtang asked a series of questions, and went all out.

"Inappropriate, very inappropriate." Zhao Zeyong denied it outright, with mixed feelings in his heart, which he couldn't express.

Rong Youtang stretched his neck, quietly looking at the corner of the spacious bed and the pile of quilts——

"This king will tear it up!" Zhao Zeyong yelled angrily, he didn't look sideways on the surface, but he kept paying close attention to the people around him from the corner of his eye.

Rong Youtang immediately withdrew his eyes and persuaded: "Your Highness calm down, let's talk calmly."

"Do you really understand what you are doing? This year's major corruption case has just been concluded, and Hejian has been replaced by almost half from the governor to the county magistrate. The father, the civil and military officials, and even the local people are wary of the new officials. I also hope that it will be difficult to recover from natural and man-made disasters. If you are transferred to Hejian, it is actually equivalent to being relegated. Regardless of being criticized and ridiculed, the key is that you don’t know when you will be transferred back to the capital!"

"I see."

"Then you're still going?" Zhao Zeyong turned his head suddenly.

Rong Youtang explained in a good voice: "Someone has to go."

"The imperial court has probably selected a successor official. You are young and lack experience in the world, so you are not suitable. The safest candidates are local state officials and county officials who have not been involved in corruption cases. They are familiar with the customs and customs of Hejian. Everything is convenient." Zhao Zeyong stopped with reason.

Eyes meet for a moment

"Your Highness, please calm down and think about it." Rong Youtang forced a smile, and reminded: "Since we... Although His Majesty has no intention of severely punishing him, it will be difficult to say in time. I simply ask for a transfer, so as not to completely anger His Majesty, when the time comes Aren't we passive?"

"It's okay, the king will handle it."

"I just don't want you to deal with it head-on!" Rong Youtang blurted out.

"Why?" Zhao Zeyong frowned. He grew up so big, he never flinched when encountering difficulties, and always moved forward bravely.

Rong Youtang explained with emotion and reason, sincerely: "Your Majesty is supreme, and word of mouth is the imperial decree. He has repeatedly warned me not to indulge in personal affairs and delay work, and he also urged you to get married as soon as possible, which is very kind and generous. If we don't restrain ourselves, we will inevitably be regarded as arrogant and provocative. How can there be good results? In addition, when His Majesty punished Brother Kai, he specially called me to watch, clearly "killing chickens to warn monkeys"! I take the initiative to take a step back. If you stay in the capital, His Majesty will probably not Rest assured, the best of both worlds."

Best of both worlds?

Zhao Zeyong said in a low voice with a sullen face, "So you are worried about father punishing me."

"This is one." Rong Youtang collected his mind, poured out the reasons that he had thought about countless times in secret, and talked eloquently: "Secondly, according to Mr. Guo, some opponents have recently planned to impeach His Highness. They actually secretly accused your personal virtue!" After a pause, Rong Youtang touched his nose, a little embarrassed, and explained helplessly: "The other party is just grabbing the relationship between you and me to make a big fuss, people's words are terrible, we can't let it go uproarious "King Qing" is famous, His Highness earned his reputation through hard work, it is so precious, it must not be destroyed!"

"You are worth it." Zhao Zeyong said solemnly, without thinking.

Rong Youtang was stunned for a moment, understood, his eyes were clear and bright, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Why belittle yourself?" Zhao Zeyong asked in disapproval.

"It's not to belittle oneself, but to plan for a rainy day!" Rong Youtang said righteously and sternly.

"Did you and Xiao Er discuss this matter last time?" Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows, intending to investigate thoroughly.

"Yes." Rong Youtang hugged the quilt, and raised his hand to sort out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and official documents on the kang table, so as to hide his anxiety.

"How does he feel?"

Rong Youtang rolled his eyes, and replied decisively: "Mr. Guo advises me not to make my own decisions, and asks me to discuss everything with His Highness more."

"Very good." Zhao Zeyong finally smiled, and immediately made it clear:

"My king disagrees with your request for an external transfer."

I knew you would object!

"Why?" Rong Youtang asked knowingly.

"No reason." Zhao Zeyong was extremely tough, and said earnestly: "You first entered the Imperial Academy as the number one scholar, then you entered the household department, and now you have been promoted to a bachelor of servant lecturer. Your future is limitless, and there is no reason for you to transfer outside."

"Alas." Rong Youtang was quite distressed, pretending to be worried, and said in a serious manner: "Since the middle school, I have been promoted too fast to attract attention. To put it bluntly, 'A tree is as beautiful as a forest, and the wind must Destroy it', we must slow down."

"So you're asking for trouble?" Zhao Zeyong sighed and stopped listening.

"Is there anyone who doesn't have to endure hardship? Besides, Beijing officials have to go out to practice. I just asked for an order in advance."

"You—" Zhao Zeyong was choked and speechless.

The two sides held their own opinions. Although they were sitting next to each other, they didn't hold hands and hug each other as usual, as if whoever moved first would compromise, and secretly competed.

Fortunately, outside soldiers knocked on the door, breaking the stalemate:

"His Royal Highness, the imperial doctor came to check the pulse."

Rong Youtang was startled when he heard the words, he quickly got out of bed and put on his boots, he was in a hurry, as if he was facing an enemy.

Zhao Zeyong was taken aback for a moment, thoughtful, with a very complicated expression, thinking to himself: When getting along, he is always afraid of being broken by outsiders...

It is rare to know each other and be happy with each other.

——Unfortunately, this affection has been covered with a veil of taboos from the very beginning, and it cannot be tolerated in the world.

The soldiers outside the door did not wait for a response, they knocked on the door lightly, and repeated the report: "Your Highness, the imperial doctor is here to check the pulse."

Rong Youtang hastily tidied up the bedding, smoothed them one by one, to cover up the traces that he had shared the same quilt with King Qing, and picked up the memorial, temporarily stuffing it into the hidden compartment next to the bed. After everything was safe, he reminded: "Your Highness? The imperial doctor is asking for an opinion." .”

Zhao Zeyong stared intently at the busy and handsome young man, his eyes filled with pity, and said slowly, "Let them in."

"Oh." Rong Youtang took a deep breath, quickly walked around the screen, opened the half-hidden door, and said politely: "Everyone, Your Highness welcomes you."

Immediately, the imperial doctor and the military doctor performed their respective duties, some took the pulse, some checked the wounds, and there were also the soldiers who started the fight. A group of people worked diligently and surrounded the bed airtightly. Then back out.

Snowflakes danced all over the sky, and the world was completely white.

Stepping out of the meeting room, Rong Youtang was shivering from the biting cold wind, and his whole body was tense. Suddenly, he heard a man jokingly asking, "Have you been scolded?" Guo Da smiled and folded his arms, leaning against the column.

Rong Youtang turned his head and asked in surprise, "Why don't you go in, Young Master?"

"I'm afraid of being scolded." Guo Da said frankly.

Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, he didn't wear a cloak, he folded his hands and sleeves in the cold, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I've explained it clearly, Your Highness won't blame you."

"Hey, how did you discuss it?" Guo Da leaned forward and asked.

Rong Youtang didn't hide it, and whispered: "He doesn't agree."

"Tsk tsk, sure enough!" Guo Da sighed and said carelessly, "So I'm waiting for news here, and going in together is purely to add fuel to the fire."

"My lord is wise." Rong Youtang praised with a smile.

Guo Da pondered for a while, and said generously: "If you want to persuade my cousin successfully, I have to teach you a way!"