Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"It's all according to the emperor's order, and my son is willing to share your worries." King Qing kept his expression and pushed the problem back gently and skillfully.

Emperor Chengtian squinted his eyes. In order to gather power, he secretly planned for half his life. He had already made up his mind, and said slowly: "Since ancient times, 'the emperor has no jokes', let alone an imperial decree? Of course I hope that Xiang'er will leave as scheduled. However, if he is really ill Terrible..." At this point, he paused, raised his hand to pick up the prayer beads resting on the side of his elbow, closed his eyes, and twirled them one by one.

King Qing took a sip of tea, feeling calm.

for a while

"If your second brother is really seriously ill," Emperor Chengtian said again, speaking clearly, "I have no choice but to send a team of safe people to escort him all the way to ensure that he reaches the fief safely."

"Who is the right escort?" King Qing asked solemnly.

"What do you think?" Emperor Chengtian sat cross-legged like a bell, closed his eyes and meditated.

It seems that the father does not allow the second brother to stay in the capital.

King Qing knew it well, and said solemnly: "There are many precedents in our ancestors for sending troops to escort the prince to the fiefdom. Looking at the capital, the options are nothing but the Forbidden Army, the Guarding Commander, and the Yuanshui and Beijiao Battalions. The two battalions in the suburbs are currently conducting a one-month spring training competition, but as long as the emperor gives an order, the son-in-law can immediately mobilize manpower to form a guard team."

"Beiying?" Emperor Chengtian slightly opened his eyes, stared at his son, frowned and objected: "You are busy competing with Yuanshui and recruiting recruits. It's a mess, let's forget it."

"Yes." King Qing bowed his head and took orders.

After working hard in the past two years, Emperor Chengtian lost a lot of weight, his decree lines became deeper, and he looked a little mean when he was stern. He said coldly: "Yuanshui camp is fine. Fortunately, they are an old camp that has been established for 80 years. Let's compete." Zhong has repeatedly been defeated by the newly built camp in the northern suburbs!"

"Winning or losing is a common matter for military strategists. Beiying has been lucky recently." King Qing said modestly.

"Hmph." Emperor Chengtian snorted, and said majesticly: "I will not comment on the ordinary exchange between the two battalions, and let Yuanshui soldiers reflect on their own."

"Father is wise." King Qing answered politely, and immediately pointed out: "Then, the guards can only choose between the guards and the imperial guards."

Emperor Chengtian said slowly: "I'm currently rectifying the inner court, improving and strengthening the defense of the palace."

King Qing couldn't take his eyes off and asked, "So, the city guard can only choose people to escort the second brother."

"Hmm." Emperor Chengtian nodded happily.

"But as far as I know, because the second emperor brother is about to go to the fief, the queen mother is worried about falling ill, and the country's father, Pingnanhou, is also sick in bed. The young masters of the Yang family have to serve the elders and handle official duties. They are too busy to take off their clothes. Turning around, everyone in the city praised him for his filial piety." King Qing told him in a flat tone.

"Filial piety?" Emperor Chengtian stopped twirling the beads, opened his eyes, and said with a dark face, obviously displeased: "So, if I order King Guangping to leave Beijing by order, is it to force him to be unable to fulfill his filial piety?"

——As soon as the imperial decree was given to King Guangping, the queen fell ill that night, and her parents, Pingnanhou and his wife, were bedridden unacceptably. Now King Guangping is also suddenly ill.

"Father, calm down." King Qing understood his father's personality very well, calmly and calmly, and said with relief: "You are a king's father, and your father's order must not be violated, and the king's order must not be violated. Being respectful to you is the greatest degree of filial piety."

Emperor Chengtian listened to it very much, and enjoyed it very much. At the same time, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said disappointedly: "Back then, I also ordered you to guard the northwest. You were not named prince, and there was no extra reward. You will return to Beijing to report on your duties within three to five days after receiving the order. The soldiers went to guard the border without any complaints. Why is Zexiang so resistant now? The court received the order early, and the next court came to beg me to take back the order, knelt and knelt, and cried!"

"My son loved marching and fighting since he was a child, so he was very happy to defend the northwest for his father. But the second brother was weak since he was a child, and Guangnan Prefecture has high mountains and dense forests, hot and humid, and the customs and customs are very different from the capital. I have always been magnanimous and loving, so I must be able to understand." King Qing bluntly comforted him, disdaining to add insult to injury.

"Ugh."

Emperor Chengtian sighed, supported his forehead, and said with a headache: "Forget it, that's all. I will send more imperial doctors and reward more medicinal materials. In addition, Pingnan Hou asked for leave due to illness, so let his eldest son Yang Jinxian be in charge Ze Xiang should be relieved that the city guards will select elite guards and personally escort them, right?"

Let the second brother's cousin escort him to the fief?

"Depart as scheduled?" King Qing asked in a low voice.A companion is like a tiger, even if you are as close as a father and son, you can't do whatever you want, and he has not let up in the whole process of dealing with it for more than an hour.

"Otherwise?" Emperor Chengtian raised his chin, drooped the corners of his eyes and mouth, his heart was like a mirror, and said resolutely: "When you go to visit the doctor later, tell him: If you are really sick and have no energy, Min Yu and Min Heng will stay in the capital. Let me raise it myself!"

Zhao Minyu and Zhao Minheng are the legitimate sons of the second prince.

King Qing suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Father——"

"What? You don't dare to say it? If you don't dare to say it, I'm afraid my other sons will be even more afraid. They must keep saying 'brothers, brothers, brothers and sisters'." Emperor Chengtian's tone was flat, expressionless.

King Qing clenched his fists, lowered his head to hide the shock in his eyes, and answered with difficulty: "My minister obeys the order."

Emperor Chengtian nodded in relief, seemed worried, and said solemnly: "But if Marquis Pingnan and his son take leave together, the city protection department will lack the chief and deputy commanders, and it will certainly not be able to function normally."

King Qing pondered for a moment. Although he was aware of his father's plan, he did not expose it. He asked cautiously, "What do you mean...?"

"We can only send someone to assist in the management." Emperor Chengtian proposed it as a matter of course, and asked in a leisurely manner: "I happen to have a suitable candidate, Hao Boen, do you know?"

"I don't know very well, but he seems to be the little leader of the Forbidden Army who is in charge of the eastern part of the palace?" King Qing asked cooperatively.

"Exactly!" Emperor Chengtian raised his brows, his attitude was extremely tough, and he said, "After King Guangping leaves the capital, Hao Boen will assist in the management of the city guards, so as not to cause chaos in the imperial city."

King Qing nodded, not surprised.

The father and son sat opposite each other, each having their own concerns, and remained silent for a while.

"I heard from Concubine Chen that Lao Qi is ill? What's wrong with him?" Emperor Chengtian asked suppressing his dissatisfaction.

"The wind and cold from falling into the water is not serious. The condition is under control, so you don't have to worry about it." King Qing explained in a light-hearted manner.

"It's fine, why did you fall into the water?" Emperor Chengtian changed his sitting position and started twirling the beads again.

"Because my minister transferred Zhuo Kai away, he made a fuss and accidentally fell into the water." King Qing told the truth.

"It turned out to be true." Emperor Chengtian laughed suddenly, very satisfied, and praised: "The Zhuo family boy stayed in the capital and caused troubles. He should have been transferred away long ago, but I was too busy and didn't take care of it. It's still you thoughtful."

He took the initiative to ask for a transfer... King Qing hesitated to speak. In view of the deep-rooted prejudice in his father's heart, he simply passed Zhuo Kai lightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's just for the seventh brother to calm down and recover from his illness. By the way, he can reflect for a while."

"Yes." Emperor Chengtian sighed, closed his eyes, and sighed wearily: "I hope that bastard can understand the good intentions of his father and brother, and stop living in a daze. He performed very well a while ago, renovating the Imperial Academy, borrowing Books for students from poor families to study, anyway, it is a serious job, not just for fun and entertainment."

"What the father said is true." King Qing was used to clasping his hands and knees when sitting upright, leaning slightly and said: "If there is no other order, I will take my leave first, and you should rest earlier."

"Wait." Emperor Chengtian opened his eyes, turned his head, and asked suddenly: "Can the queen's niece be sent back to the Zhou family? Since I promised Bao Feng, I will never break my promise."

King Qing was taken aback for a moment, and quickly replied: "Father, of course, keeps his word. Don't worry, the eldest brother took Miss Zhou to live for three days, and then took the initiative to send her back to the mansion. Master Zhou acted very quickly, and sent her to the house that day. The daughter was sent to a nunnery."

"You can just send her back. If you want to kill or cut her up, you can follow her father's will." Cheng Tiandi closed his eyes and waved his hands indifferently.

"My son retire."

King Qing moved lightly, walked around the screen and glanced at Li Deying. The latter immediately bowed and walked into the room. Although he was old, he was strong and determined to serve the old emperor.

Returning to the palace late at night, everything was silent, only disturbed by the dead wind lanterns along the way.

After washing and resting, his back, which had been strained all day, was finally relieved. King Qing lay on his back, silently thinking about a few urgent matters to be done tomorrow morning, sleepy but unable to fall asleep.

In the darkness, he unconsciously stretched out his hand towards the dark compartment beside the bed... His arms froze for a while in midair, and then he sank down in disappointment.

That moon-white tunic was hidden in Beiying's bedroom, and there was only one.

King Qing frowned and thought for a long time, his sore eyelids became heavier and his consciousness gradually faded away.

After an unknown amount of time, he vaguely saw Rong Youtang galloping towards him, shouting happily in a clear and bright voice:

"Your Highness!"

In his sleep, King Qing's face was calm, his brows and eyes were stretched and steady, and his arms rested on the other end of the pillow, as if the person was sleeping there.

next day

The spring rain continued, making it inconvenient to travel. King Qing walked like the wind, with some rain and mist on his temples and brows, and he was ordered to visit the second prince.

"Ha ha."

"Hehehe." Zhao Zexiang sneered one after another, his face was ashen, he no longer pretended to be "suddenly ill", sat up from the bed, stared at his younger brother, and asked through gritted teeth: "Father really said that? He threatened to detain Min Heng and Minyu?"

"How dare I pass on a false edict?" King Qing asked back, ignoring the second half of the other party's sentence.

"So, I have to leave as scheduled?"

"The imperial decree must not be violated." King Qing said calmly.

"Hahaha~" The second prince laughed suddenly, and beat the bed desperately, looking like he was insane, he burst into tears, and after a long time, he fell down with a "bang".With burning eyes and red eyes, he said sarcastically: "Oh, I'm talking about third child, sometimes I really don't know whether my father favors you or hates you, but he always tells you to do such thankless chores, Do you think King Qing's reputation is not bad enough?"

"I have no shame in my heart, so why bother with unwarranted gossip?" King Qing said calmly.

"Hehe, so it turns out that Royal Father only cares about Eldest Brother in his heart, and we are all insignificant people." Zhao Zexiang choked up with tears and his heart felt ashamed.

King Qing said calmly: "Don't disturb the second brother's 'recovery', and see you in the next day when he sees him off." After speaking, he got up and left, despite the howls of despair and collapse behind him.

Although separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, fortunately there are carrier pigeons from time to time, chatting to ease the worries of the two.

At night, with only a lonely lamp to accompany him, Rong Youtang sat at his desk, busily dealing with the mess left by the former magistrates, and taking stock of various IOUs.

In the end, it wasn't that I didn't know, but it shocked Mr. Xiao Rong!

"20 stones of grain? More than 17 taels of silver?" Rong Youtang gasped, and pressed the IOU with a "slap", wanting to cry without tears.

The debts are like mountains, but the yamen in Xizhou are impoverished.

Rong Youtang sighed, scratched his head, clasped his hands together, and sincerely prayed for a bumper harvest this year, at least to return Bingzhou's loan note signed by himself as soon as possible!

After a while, he roughly cleaned up the desk, drank a glass of water to calm his shock, took out the letter paper, took the thinnest Langhao pen, dipped the pen in the ink, and wrote earnestly:

"The third son of Zhao personally sent a letter: I sent a letter the day before yesterday, and I am very grateful, but because of all the complicated things, I didn't reply in time. I deeply apologize... I want to express my reply."

When this letter arrived in the capital, it was already the beginning of April in Meng Xia.

After reading the letter, King Qing folded the letter paper carefully, his eyes full of pampering.

Guo Da understood it at a glance, and asked, "Is it Brother Rong's letter?"

"Yes." King Qing put the letter into the drawer.

"What did he say? Is Xizhou fun?" Guo Da asked with great interest.

King Qing smiled, his eyes staring brightly, and sighed: "He took over the mess left behind by the previous prefects, and he is heavily in debt."

"Ah?" Guo Da was very sympathetic, frowned and said, "Then what should I do?"

Queen Qing leaned back in her chair, unable to hide her pride, and answered firmly, "What should I do? I believe he can pay off the debt."

"What if? What if he is chased by the creditor and hides with his head in his arms? Maybe he is hiding under the blanket and crying!" Guo Da asked with a smirk.

King Qing couldn't help laughing: "Impossible—" Before he finished speaking, the soldiers outside the door suddenly reported anxiously: "Your Highness, the palace is urgent!"

"Come in." King Qing hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

"The Empress...is dead!"