Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Hmm..." Rong Youtang raised his face, and was dragged halfway across Prince Qing's body, with his elbows propping up his broad and strong chest, and the warm skin could be clearly felt through a thin underwear.

The two kissed passionately, biting lightly or heavily, breathing intertwined, restrained panting, and occasionally let out a few low-pitched moans that were uncontrollable.

During the lunch break, the doors and windows were closed, layers of soft curtains hung down, and a pair of figures on the kang bed overlapped intimately, inseparable, slowly rising and falling, and the bedding and fabrics kept rubbing against each other, making rustling noises.

The back of his neck was suddenly held tightly by a wide palm, and Rong Youtang couldn't turn his face away even if he wanted to. He was short of breath, his lips were tingling, numb and swollen, his face was flushed from holding back, his forehead was covered with sweat, his heart was beating like a drum, and he whimpered vaguely: "Hmm... wait..." Before the words finished, the lace of the jacket was violently torn off by King Qing, and there was a harsh "chi la", and a hole was torn in the skirt of the shirt!

Zhao Zeyong's movements were fast and he couldn't restrain himself. He suddenly turned over and held him down, easily subduing the young man who was waving his hands.

After a while, only a slight "pop" was heard, and a corner of the bed curtain floated up, and a ball of moon-white cloth fell out.

After a full hour, all the noises in the tent calmed down.

"How could you get that, that... on my clothes?" Rong Youtang breathed out, and glanced with his head, blushing.

"That one isn't yours, it's mine." Zhao Zeyong comforted in a low voice, and pulled up the quilt to cover the other party's bare shoulders and neck.

"Ah?" Rong Youtang hastily poked his head to take a closer look, and shut up apologetically:

They happened to be wearing moon white tunics today, the style is similar, but the size is different, it is difficult to distinguish at first glance.

"Then where are my clothes?" Rong Youtang asked wonderingly, opened the curtain to look around, the young man's body was slender and flexible, well-proportioned and fair, with some red marks looming.

"Don't worry about it." Zhao Zeyong pulled the other party back and stuffed him into the bed for hugging, with a low and hoarse voice, he said, "Take a break, and go back to the city by car after dinner earlier, so don't delay your trip."

"Okay." Rong Youtang lay quietly, and the two embraced each other naked, always feeling uncomfortable and afraid to move.In order to ease the embarrassment, he turned around, and his back was embedded in King Qing's chest, but before he could lie down, a strong and powerful arm lay across his chest. Without thinking, he immediately hugged the other's arm and pressed it to avoid touching him. touching and...

"Ahem." Rong Youtang cleared his throat, pretending to be brisk and said, "Your Highness, I'm leaving tomorrow!"

Zhao Zeyong sighed silently: "Oh."

"Take good care of your wounds and take care of yourself in the future. Don't rush forward regardless of everything. How much energy can a person have? You are always injured, and no matter how good your body is, you can't handle it." Rong Youtang exhorted earnestly.

"Okay." Zhao Zeyong agreed straight away. On the eve of parting, his heart was especially soft, and he said: "Father emperor sent you to rescue the disaster, and it has not been over for years. Yes. Now it’s snowing heavily and it’s difficult to travel by land. As we all know, you can go as far as you can, and don’t rush to take risks. When you get to Hejian, remember to call on the governor first, and you can go along the way anyway. When the time comes, adapt to the situation and see if you want to have a cup of tea, have a meal, or take a rest. Two days, you are the magistrate, you have to be respected when you go to the peak, but you don't need to be humble, don't be too wronged yourself."

"understood."

"The current situation of poverty in Xizhou can't be reversed overnight. Check out the situation before making a plan. When a new official takes office, there are three fires. You try to burn carefully and burn yourself carefully. If you see that the momentum is not right, you can withdraw at any time, taking care of the overall situation." Zhao Zeyong taught seriously, only hating himself for not being able to govern on his behalf.

"I understand." Rong Youtang's tone was vague, unable to detect any emotions, he slowly shrank into the bed, turned over in the dark, faced the other party, and silently stretched out his arms to hug him.

King Qing gave thousands of instructions and ten thousand instructions, full of deep concern and pity.

Rong Youtang listened intently, nodding frequently, feeling deeply saddened.After a long time, he took a deep breath and said in a nasal voice: "Your Highness, it is reported that the Queen secretly betrothed Zhou Xiaotong to Wen Geng, the eldest son of Marquis Yongxing, to fill in the house. The backyard of the Zhou family is in chaos."

"Eldest son of Marquis Yongxing? In my impression, he just married a housemate last year and died again?" Zhao Zeyong frowned in doubt, not sure.

Rong Youtang explained: "It is rumored that he died of illness. Mr. Wen was nearly forty years old and had many wives and concubines, but the first three young wives either died of dystocia or died of sudden illness. If Zhou Xiaotong married, he would be the fourth to fill in the house , there are many children as soon as they pass through the door."

"Where did you get the news from?" Zhao Zeyong asked back to his senses.

"The manpower I placed in the Zhou family has not been withdrawn, but I have not been able to spy into the important place of the study." Rong Youtang said frankly.

Zhao Zeyong nodded, thought for a while, and said disgustedly: "Mrs. Zhou's body is not yet cold, Miss Zhou's filial piety has not yet come out, and it took more than two years to get rid of her filial piety. What kind of marriage does the queen propose at this time? How decent!"

"She didn't say it clearly, she just let it out. Marquis Pingnan agreed, and Lord Zhou and Master Zhou didn't object. It was probably settled quietly, and they got married as soon as they were filial piety. According to gossip, Mr. Wen was addicted to alcohol. After drinking, he is violent and furious, and often beats people with his hands, and his reputation is notorious, so the rich and powerful in the capital dare not marry their daughters." Rong Youtang said with a sigh.

"So that's how it is." Zhao Zeyong nodded knowingly, and said coldly: "You dude, he's arrogant and lustful and doesn't think about making progress, and lives in a daze. The old seven was just as stupid and absurd a few years ago. This king cleans up once he sees him. It was barely changed in the past year, but it is still very outrageous."

Tsk, the Seventh Prince...

Rong Youtang refused to comment, and instead solemnly revealed: "Zhou Xiaotong has always had her eyes above the top, how could she be willing to fill in the house? According to my observations, she used to fight with Aunt Su's mother and son, but recently she has restrained herself and is gentle. Filial piety, ordered her father to revoke the foot ban, and then moved to the Pingnan Hou Mansion on the grounds of serving her grandmother, and occasionally accompanied Mrs. Yang to the temple to offer incense. The problem is that she has gone to Fajue Temple twice in this month , staying in the Zen room for a long time, and the Spring Festival is approaching, His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince, who is appointed to the Ministry of Rites, is entrusting him with the task of supervising the monks and ritual objects used for the New Year's Eve and the Spring Festival in the next-door imperial temple."

"Fifth brother? She fell in love with fifth brother?" Zhao Zeyong raised his voice in surprise, his rough and callused palms gently stroked the other's delicate and moist back, and he couldn't bear the young and thin man in his arms who was about to go to a poor place to be a magistrate , Do a state parent officer.

"Uh... It can be regarded as a fancy." Rong Youtang answered cautiously, his back was itchy, and he moved forward instinctively, and analyzed to the point: "The queen is in danger, Mrs. Zhou is dead, Zhou, Mrs. Zhou only cares about her youngest son, and her family is declining day by day. Zhou Xiaotong has nowhere to go. She is eager to find Ruyi's lifelong support. Among the princes, the first three and the six, seven, eighty-nine don't have to think about it. No one can be offended by her exquisite appearance, she is rich and happy, and there is a side concubine seat hanging in the mansion, which is worth seeking."

Zhao Zeyong smiled and didn't answer for a moment.

"Could it be that Your Highness thinks that I shouldn't exclude you?" Rong Youtang opened his eyes wide without blinking.

"No, you ruled it out very well, you should be rewarded." Zhao Zeyong praised with a straight face.

Rong Youtang couldn't hold back his smile, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and picturesque, he smiled and felt sad, and moved forward again, absorbing more warmth, feeling very tired, he cheered up and reminded: "I'm talking about you Don't forget, Zhou Xiaotong will definitely not let it go, she is like her mother, ruthless and unscrupulous, she may stir up the muddy water, which may affect the overall situation."

"Okay, I will turn around and take a look." Zhao Zeyong hugged the man tightly and urged: "Go to sleep! Let's have dinner early today, and I will call you when the time comes."

"Ah."

When he woke up in the evening, Rong Youtang searched all over the bed and bedding, but couldn't find his own underwear, so he gave up and hurriedly put on Prince Qing's.After dinner, he rushed back to the city, bid farewell to King Qing face to face, looked at each other for a long time, forced a smile, and said in a harsh voice, "Your Highness, I'm going back."

Zhao Zeyong didn't say a word for a long time, his eyes were complex and deep, full of worry, and he was very reluctant, and finally said in a low voice: "Go, be careful all the way."

"Yes." Rong Youtang cupped his hands upright, turned around holding his breath, stretched the back of his neck, and walked out of the study step by step, his throat choked with pain.With a ruthless heart, he walked faster and faster, and quickly stepped into the wind and snow. He was so cold that he stiffened instantly, and his spirit was shaken. He took a small group of soldiers sent by King Qing back to the city.

King Tuliu Qing was alone in the study, lonely and desolate, meditating in ecstasy.

At night, King Qing went back to his room to rest. He opened the dark compartment at the head of the bed, took out a torn moon white coat, looked at it over and over for a while, folded the clothes neatly, and put them on the other side of the pillow. superior.

The next day, the sky brightened.

A group of people gathered outside Rong's cloth shop, busy and nervous.

"Youtang, don't be aggressive when you are out of the house. You can bear it if you can. There is nothing more important than safety in this world. Remember?" During the family reunion, I sent my son out to take up the post.

Rong Youtang replied respectfully: "I remember, don't worry, I will remember everything."

Rong Kaiji took Wei Jie's hand again, and earnestly asked: "Ajie, please take care of Youtang, he is young and lacks experience, alas, how can I be relieved!"

Wei Jie, who was tall and strong, said with a bold smile: "You are really out of touch! What is my relationship with Brother Rong? We should take care of each other when we go out together."

"That's good, that's good." Rong Kaiji nodded repeatedly.He was worried at first, fearing that his son would be in danger on the way to the post, so worried that he could not sleep at night, but when he learned that King Qing ordered a team of personal soldiers to escort him, he immediately let go of his whole heart!

Since they were riding on horseback, each person only brought one or two parcels. Rong Youtang gathered up his cloak, tied his bag behind the saddle, got on the horse, and controlled the reins. Except for the six carefully selected men In addition, there is also a group of Kongwu powerful men with swords led by Wei Jie, and the battle is not small.

"It's not too early." Rong Youtang glanced at the relatives and friends who were seeing him off, with firm eyes, and said in a clear voice: "Father, don't worry, I will write a letter home as soon as I arrive in Xizhou. Everyone, let's just say goodbye and come back to Beijing in the future." We're together. Let's go!" After speaking, he clamped his legs and rushed to the city gate first.

"Master, take care of yourself."

"I wish you a safe journey, young master!"

"If you are still short of people when you arrive in Xizhou, you can immediately start to follow after you give an order!"

... The folks in the cloth shop shouted in one go.

Rong Kaiji chased for a long distance, panting, hunched over, staring blankly at the street shop selling peach charms for couplets and the bustling families carefully selecting couplets, he couldn't help his nose sore, covered his face and lamented: "Alas!"

In a blink of an eye, on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, every household puts up sugar melons to worship the Kitchen God, and sends the Kitchen God to heaven.

After days of high fever, Zhuo Kai's lips were gray, but his cheeks and neck were red. He lay on the bed drowsily, half asleep and half awake. I was awake, but before I opened my eyes, I heard a familiar cry: "It should be cut into pieces!"

Mrs. Zhuo gritted her teeth, suppressed her weeping, and scolded furiously: "He has caused Kaier so badly, how dare he send someone to express condolences? Not to mention Tianshan snow lotus, even if he has the ability to send Yaochi snow lotus to the sky, I will not accept it." It’s really deceiving too much, woo woo woo.”

"Keep your voice down, I am also angry if I am heard by outsiders carefully, but what can I do? The royal family can't be provoked! Medicine is a good thing, and it can't be rejected at all. Just take it and put it aside, and we will talk about it later." Zhuo Zhiyang is old. voice advised, with a dark face of irritability.

Madam Zhuo sighed and wiped her son's sweat with a handkerchief, her temples were covered with gray and wrinkled, her heart was almost broken.

Suddenly, Zhuo Kai's servant outside the door reported with unconcealed joy: "Master, Madam, the reward from His Royal Highness King Qing and the annual gift from Beiying have been delivered together!"

"Oh?" Zhuo Zhiyang smiled when he heard this.

"Really?" Mrs. Zhuo turned her worry into joy, pressed her eyes quickly, and urged her repeatedly: "Quick! Invite them to take their seats, and ask the housekeeper to wait on them first, so don't be rude."

"Ma'am, go and have a look, and report to me if a worthy official comes." Zhuo Zhiyang instructed.

"Understood." Mrs. Zhuo hurried back to the room to wash her face and make up, ready to go to the front hall to receive guests.

After his wife left, Zhuo Zhiyang asked firmly, "Why didn't you make a sound when you woke up?"

Zhuo Kai slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were expressionless, and he said weakly: "Father."

"How do you feel?"

"Zhao Zewu is disgusting again?"

The father and son asked questions at the same time.Zhuo Zhiyang first replied: "It's nothing, he is being grounded by His Majesty, you can rest assured of your wounds, return to the camp as soon as possible, and don't disappoint His Highness' trust."

Zhuo Kai was exhausted from the fever, his ears were buzzing and he felt dizzy, he asked for a while, "Has Brother Rong gone to work?"

"It's a young year today, and Youtang started on the morning of the [-]th. Don't worry, Dad sent someone to see him off." Zhuo Zhiyang kindly relieved, gritted his teeth and regretted: This child is so ill and confused, so I will ask him once when he is awake.

Zhuo Kai gasped for breath, his eyes darkened, and he said weakly, "Father, I want to discuss something with you."