Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Oh, third child." The eldest prince stopped, frowned in surprise, subconsciously shot at the court lady and eunuch with low eyebrows like a sharp knife from the corner of his eye!He collected himself, took two quick steps, and asked with concern: "Aren't you busy recruiting recruits? Why did you enter the palace so early today?"

"My nephews are going back to the palace, let me take a look." King Qing explained lightly, passed his elder brother and walked into the house.

Zhao Minheng hurriedly tugged at his sobbing younger brother, and saluted in unison: "My nephew pays respects to Uncle Huang."

"No need to be too polite." King Qing said, bending over slightly, stretching his arms, holding a nephew in one hand, weighing it, frowning and looking at the pale and thin Zhao Minyu, and asked in a low voice: "Min Yu, what's wrong with you? Min Heng ,And you?"

The two little brothers rushed to the funeral at starry night, anxious and uneasy, and at this moment they finally found a relative who was willing to embrace them and greet them!

"I, I'm uncomfortable..." Zhao Minyu, who was crying, rolled down the tears, shaking his shoulders and choking, out of breath, extremely wronged.Zhao Minheng's eyes were also red, and he choked up and told: "Uncle Huang, Minyu is not used to taking the boat, he keeps vomiting and has diarrhea. He said that he has no energy all over, and he has to drink medicine at noon today."

King Qing nodded, then turned his head immediately: "Come here!"

"What are your orders, Your Highness?" Several eunuchs who followed King Qing entered respectfully.

King Qing has always acted vigorously and resolutely. After a little thought, he ordered without hesitation: "You take the two grandsons to the prince Suo Ruiwang's place, and immediately send the doctor's pulse to the imperial doctor. Be sure to take good care of it. I will go to check it myself in the future. If If there is anything wrong, you are the only ones to ask!"

"Your servant obeys." The eunuchs bowed deeply and respectfully.

King Qing comforted: "Min Yu, don't cry, go to Uncle Rui Wang's place with your brother to have a rest, and see you in the evening when I finish my work." Then he handed over his nephew to the eunuch in charge to hold him.

The eldest prince held his hands behind his back, with a dark face, and stopped him displeasedly: "Third son, the nephews are going back to Beijing for the funeral, the mourning hall is right in front, let them kowtow to the empress first, shall we?"

Zhao Minyu lay limply on the eunuch's shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably; Zhao Minheng was two years older, more sensible, and very nervous, staring at King Qing longingly—it's human nature, when he was young, he was afraid of the cold-faced and stern Uncle Qing, and liked to smile My uncle, when he grew up, was the opposite.

"Brother, you have also seen that the two children are full of dust and dust, and have not eaten. Besides, Min Yu is sick, shouldn't they be allowed to wash and change their clothes, take a breather before going to the mourning hall? Besides, they haven't paid their respects to the emperor yet. Right?" King Qing said sternly.

Hmph, you actually stepped on me to pretend to be a good person?

"Hey, look at what you said!" The eldest prince felt disdainful, raised his hand and slapped his forehead, and said with a wry smile, "I just want them to kowtow before the coffin, to show their face, and let the people of Pingnanhou's mansion see Look, they will be arranged to rest after they are done. After all, children, as long as their filial piety is exhausted, they don't need to stay up all night to keep vigil."

"My grandson of Dacheng, why did you show your sick body to the people of the Pingnanhou Mansion?" King Qing raised his head slightly, frowning in confusion, as if he was very puzzled.

"This—" the eldest prince was speechless.

"Since even the emperor knows that Min Heng and Min Yu are just children, other people must also understand that they need to rest after a tiring journey." King Qing said lightly.

With a gun and a stick?What do you mean?

"You're right." The eldest prince said with a half-smile, "However, in the mourning hall, Marquis Pingnan's family was anxiously waiting to see their grandson. They saw their two nephews return to the palace." The implication Yes: In this turbulent period, if the child is not quickly let out to show his face, but hides in the prince's house for a day or two, outsiders will inevitably make random guesses.

"It's okay, let me go out and explain that within the specified time, they can go to the prince's request to visit the emperor's grandson." Prince Qing calmly waved his hand, urging the eunuch: "Don't stand still, go to work quickly."

"Yes." The eunuchs surrounded the two emperors and grandchildren like holding golden eggs, and carefully carried them away from the side room of the mourning hall, which was filled with strong scent of incense and fireworks.

"My nephew will retire, and I will pay my respects to my uncle and uncle some other day." Zhao Minheng looked at King Qing with tears in his eyes, and his gratitude was beyond words.

"Go." King Qing usually kept a straight face.

after a while

Only the eldest prince and King Qing were left in the ear room, and the eunuch guarding the gate was trembling and did not dare to breathe.

"Third son, you are really, really... always disregarding the overall situation!" The eldest prince shook his head and taught earnestly: "I love my nephew too, but during the national funeral, why not take them to kowtow to the queen first? ? Both emotion and reason should be!"

King Qing's eyes were piercing, and he said sternly: "Min Heng is eight years old, and Min Yu is six years old. What do they understand about the 'big picture'? The big picture is the responsibility of adults."

As soon as this remark came out, the eldest prince couldn't help laughing, took two steps closer, probed his head, and whispered, "What's the matter with Bao Feng? What's the matter with Bai Qiongying? Where are the barbarians from the southern border that I captured who provided poison to the envoys of the former Brown Kingdom?" Gone? Third child, you can’t hide it from me if people don’t tell secrets. Who will show you how good you are to brother Xiang’s child today?”

"What did elder brother say? I don't understand." King Qing said calmly, straightened his back, and said seriously: "My nephews are still young. As an uncle, I should take care of them within my ability."

"You don't understand?" The First Prince's eyes were full of sarcasm.

King Qing didn't want to have a deep talk with his elder brother, so he changed his voice and said in a deep voice: "Elder brother is busy with taking care of the court affairs for the emperor and also supervising the funeral. The people of Nanhou Mansion have a chat, excuse me." After speaking, he bowed his head slightly, then turned and left.

What a rebellious and overbearing thing!

The eldest prince gritted his teeth, trying to restrain his displeasure, but he was not too angry, because none of the princes could subdue the strong and upright Zhao Zeyong since they were young.He turned around abruptly and warned meaningfully: "Third brother, be careful, in front of the empress's spirit, Mrs. Pingnanhou is overly sad and lost her composure."

King Qing stopped in his footsteps and advised without looking back: "Brother, you should take some time to rest for a while, so as not to keep making incomprehensible remarks." After speaking, he strode forward and left like a gust of wind.

You kid is acting stupid!

coax who?

The Queen's death has nothing to do with you!

The eldest prince sat down on the round stool, secretly sulked for a while, and thought hard:

Brother Xiang has been defeated, so the emperor's treatment of the third child...does he value or despise?

A few days later, in Mengxia season, the weather is sunny and warm, and the earth dragons and smoke cages in Qianming Palace have been removed, making it cool and pleasant.

Under the bright sun, the back garden is full of vitality with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Holding small silver scissors in his hand, Emperor Chengtian casually trimmed the flowering branches of a peony.

"Don't worry, the residual poison is gone. Min Yu is just not acclimatized. After a period of careful recuperation, he will recover as before." King Qing reassured.

"Yesterday, the fourth child brought them here to pay their respects. I saw that Min Yu was very thin, and Min Heng didn't have much energy. It's a pity." Emperor Chengtian sighed heavily.

"It's hard for an adult to bear the continuous fatigue, let alone them?" King Qing stood in front of a clump of crabapple, watched it for a long time, felt that it was exquisite and cute for the first time, silently stretched out his hand to stroke it, and subconsciously relaxed his strength.

"I have ordered the imperial doctor to be especially careful about the diet, so that the emperor's grandson must be restored to health!" Cheng Tiandi emphasized solemnly, hitting the peony heavily with silver scissors, and really loved his grandson.

"The child is at the fourth brother's place, and will be taken care of by the imperial doctor and Song Shen. You don't have to worry too much." King Qing lowered his head, brushing the plump and bright blossoming red with his fingertips.

"I heard that the child was taken to the Mitai Hall as soon as he entered the palace, is that true?" Emperor Chengtian asked suddenly.

King Qing raised his eyes: "Yes."

"Is that what your elder brother meant?" Cheng Tiandi asked firmly.

"Father is wise."

Emperor Chengtian snorted coldly, and asked slowly: "The empress passed away, why didn't Zexiang return to Beijing? Instead, the young emperor and grandson came back?"

"I report to my father: It is said that when the second brother and the second emperor's wife went south to the Yunmen Ferry, they were both unaccustomed to the water and soil, and they were sick in bed, unable to move. When the imperial study was drafted on behalf of the imperial edict, they ordered Min Heng and Min Yu Return to Beijing for funeral instead of parents." King Qing explained concisely.

"Imperial decree?" Emperor Chengtian curled up his lips, his gaze was like a torch.

"Could it be that you don't know?" King Qing asked.

Emperor Chengtian ignored it and asked instead, "What do you think of that decree?"

"It's not right." King Qing said bluntly, and reminded: "The empress's funeral will be witnessed by the whole world, and it will definitely be recorded in the history books."

Emperor Chengtian's face was as deep as water, he squinted his eyes, and sighed: "I just rested for a few days, and there is chaos outside."

"My son is ashamed." King Qing bowed his head.

"It has nothing to do with you." Emperor Chengtian put his hands down casually, and the eunuch who was waiting with his plate bowed in time, and with a "dang" sound, after receiving the silver scissors on the plate, he took his leave lightly.

"In the imperial study, I never ordered you, but asked your elder brother to handle the government affairs on your behalf—are you angry?" Emperor Chengtian asked coldly.

"Why are you angry?" Prince Qing calmly said, "I believe that with your wisdom, all decisions must be carefully considered."

"Hmph." Emperor Chengtian smiled, stood still with his hands behind his back, looked down at the lush crabapple, glanced at his son who was stroking the flowers and leaves, and asked dignifiedly, "Do you like this kind of thorny crabapple?"

King Qing withdrew his hand and looked at his father without answering.

"The Xifu Begonias are planted on the half of the hillside in the Royal Garden, and the flowers are blooming lively, beautiful and colorful." Emperor Chengtian turned and left.

Each has its own merits, but I prefer the prickly ones.

King Qing smiled, and answered, "Yes."

yes?what is itInsincere!

Emperor Chengtian's heart was like a mirror, and he instructed without turning his head: "I will pass on my will: the emperor's grandson is young and weak, and there is no need to guard the spirit. Just go to Mitai Hall to kowtow a few times every morning and evening."

"Your servant obeys the order." King Qing, who was wearing a frost-colored uniform, bowed his head to accept the order. When the spring breeze blew, his wide robe sleeves wrapped several crabapples.

In mid-April, the vegetation grows wildly, the mountain flowers bloom, the crops grow steadily, and the fields are thriving.

However, the atmosphere in the meeting hall of the governor's yamen in Hejian was not harmonious.

"My lord, beg for the people of Diaozhou!" Yuan Bai begged with his hands clasped.He arrived quickly, panting and sweating profusely.

Qi Shaozhu, who was leaning on the back of the chair, frowned, got up and sat up straight, with sharp eyes, resting his elbows on the table, leaned forward, and said earnestly: "Master Yuan, the Mugui Iron Mine has always belonged to Xizhou. records, and the boundary monument still exists, how do you want me to 'make the decision'?"

"You don't know that the boundary markers may have been moved." Yuan Bai tried his best to defend himself, and said solemnly: "The compilation of local chronicles is often based on the old version, and there is no detailed textual research on the mountains and rivers. For example, Mugui Mountain, there are clearly sculptures at the foot of the southern mountain. The state Orion has lived for generations, and there are myths passed down to this day—”

"OK OK!"

Qi Shaozhu interrupted with a headache, and told slowly: "You are a step late, the prefect Rong has returned to Xizhou with the official documents of the iron workshop—"

"What?" Yuan Bai yelled out loud, regretting: "Why is he so fast?"

Qi Shaozhu suppressed a smile, and greeted: "Sit down and talk, drink tea, don't worry."

I must be in a hurry!

Yuan Bai fell back angrily, and thought to himself: Don't think I don't know, Rong Youtang has some connections in the capital, you just protect him like this!

Rong Youtang didn't see the farce in the governor's yamen, so he hurried back to Xizhou and handed over the government office to Wan Bin, the magistrate. As a meeting room, it is full of discussions and even disputes day and night.

That night, near Hai hour, the people involved in the discussion dispersed one after another.

Beside the Houya Moon Cave Gate, Sun Jie, the only daughter of the county magistrate Sun Gong, was waiting anxiously. She raised her hand to support Fu Zhuchai, and asked in a low voice, "Mother, is that really okay? In case Lord Rong gets annoyed..."

"My girl, just let go of your courage! Madam personally ordered the old man to follow, what are you afraid of?" Sun Jie's nanny was quite excited, her tone was warm and intimate, and she lowered her voice, moyanmoyu said: "Your Excellency is young and promising. She is both good-looking and has not yet married a wife. I heard that there are no connecting rooms. How wonderful! Girl, you can get the moon first if you are close to the water, you can't hesitate at this time!"

"But..." Sun Jie bit her lip and clenched her silk handkerchief, timidly.

"Girl calm down, Mr. Rong is gentle and polite. Even if the matter fails in the end, he won't announce it to the public. Let's keep it secret, and there will be no loss—"

"Nurse!" Sun Jie suddenly pulled the nanny hard, held her breath, stretched her neck, and asked anxiously, "He's here! What, what should I do?"