Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Reunited after a long absence, my heart was surging, thousands of words surged in an instant, but I didn't know which sentence to say first, and the two looked at each other silently for a long while.

It was evening, the winter days were short, the twilight was heavy, and the study room was not yet lit, so it was a little dark.

Rong Youtang stood outside the threshold, blocking the light of the sky, scrutinizing each other carefully: three years apart, King Qing is as handsome as before, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his demeanor has become more calm, not angry but majestic, tall and straight, very masculine and heroic.

At the same time, Zhao Zeyong stared at the returning man with a smile in his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you reply? Could it be that the father scolded you again?"

"Uh, cough cough, I——No, Your Majesty is kind and didn't scold me." Rong Youtang cleared his throat, his voice was clear and clear, he was inexplicably nervous, feeling uncomfortable, trying his best to suppress the urge to straighten his robes, and helped The fingertips of the door frame turned white.

"If he scolds you unreasonably, I can't scold him just because of the filial piety of fathers and sons and the dignity of monarchs and ministers. I can only let you scold me." King Qing said helplessly.

Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, and asked slowly: "Why should I scold you?"

"This king is also surnamed Zhao, so at least I want you to vent your anger." Zhao Zeyong said with a serious expression on his face.

"You—Your Highness is really funny." Rong Youtang was surprised with a smile on his face, thinking to himself: After a few years, His Highness can actually joke?And still making fun of the royals?

"I'm just worried that my father will make things difficult for you." King Qing sighed.

Rong Youtang hurriedly explained: "As a gentleman, he has a reason to be angry, and he never really made things difficult for me. Otherwise, I was dealt with secretly early in the morning, how could I be here today?"

King Qing was startled when he heard the words, looked at the other party for a long time, filled with emotions, and said in a deep and deep voice full of guilt and pity:

"you have grown up."

For some reason, Rong Youtang became even more nervous when he heard it, and muttered: "I've grown up a long time ago, I'm about to reach the crown."

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong noticed that the other party was a bit cramped and reserved, so he restrained his eagerness, was full of patience, and asked politely: "The king will crown you at that time, how about it?"

Your Highness personally crown me?

Rong Youtang's heart skipped a beat, before he could think about it, he blurted out his answer: "Okay."

"It's a deal!" Zhao Zeyong nodded happily.

Looking at each other for a while, Zhao Zeyong couldn't bear it anymore, strode to the door, grabbed the hand of the other party holding the door frame tightly, led him into the room, and asked suspiciously: "What are you doing at the door? Those who don't know think that the king is not Come in for you."

"No, no, I'm just tired from walking and want to stand up for a while." Rong Youtang insisted, he staggered a few times and almost fell down.But feeling the other party's walking steps like the wind and the generous and warm palm, the sense of familiarity and trust that has been lingering in his dreams returned in an instant.

Rong Youtang suddenly relaxed and let the other party hold hands.

"Tired from walking? Shouldn't you come in and sit and rest when you're tired?" King Qing said with a smile, turned his head, looked down slightly, and said cheerfully, "You've grown a lot taller."

"But still not as tall as you." Rong Youtang turned his head, raised his eyes slightly, and the luxurious and exquisite prince's hair crown came into view.

"That's enough. Think about the past, you were only a little above this king's shoulder." After speaking, Zhao Zeyong stopped, hugged each other, and tightly circled his arms!

Rong Youtang was suddenly restrained, his back ached, and his face just fit into King Qing's neck.

In the intimate embrace, the two hearts are at peace together.

He is still him, and we are still us.

"Your Highness..."

"You're finally back." Zhao Zeyong sighed, stretched out his hands to hold the other's cheeks, and kissed his forehead with both hands. It was as light as a feather brushing.

Rong Youtang's eyes were bright, his eyes were unblinking, and the tips of their noses were touching each other, just when he couldn't help but want to lift his hands hanging by his sides——

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door!

Rong Youtang subconsciously made a move, Zhao Zeyong let go of the situation, and slowly arranged the clothes and hair for the other party.

"Your Highness, I will serve you tea."

"Come in."

After a while, the servants of the palace offered hot tea and some snacks, and quickly bowed to leave.

Rong Youtang sat upright, with a calm expression, his face was a little hot.

Zhao Zeyong did not sit at the head, the two were side by side, he took a sip of tea, patiently again, and asked gently: "Have you reported your safety at home?"

"I'm back." Rong Youtang took a deep breath quietly, calmed down, and replied briskly: "My father invited uncle and cousin, the house is very lively, and he and Wei brother Kai entered the palace after lunch."

"How did Father arrange for the two of them?" King Qing said in a calm tone, intending to appease them.

Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, and holding a teacup, he happily announced: "Your Majesty proclaimed Brother Wei's mother as the Fifth Grade Lady!"

"That's right. It's more boastful to honor your mother than to reward yourself." King Qing nodded his head and commented.

"In addition," Rong Youtang's smiling face disappeared, and he added: "Your Majesty gave Brother Kai a marriage, referring to the first daughter of Di Shilang's family in the Ministry of Rites. In a hurry, I am not sure what he is thinking, but his parents must be pleasure."

"Oh?" Zhao Zeyong slightly raised his voice, then relieved, and analyzed pertinently: "Di Shilang of the Ministry of Rites is old and has already handed in the memorial. After the official business is handed over, he will be old at the end of the year. The second son of Commander Wei, he can be regarded as a well-matched family, and the marriage given by the emperor must be rewarded, this marriage is acceptable, and Zhuo Kai is not humiliated." After a pause, he immediately asked:

"What about you? How did the emperor arrange you?"

Rong Youtang's spirit was shaken, he sat upright, and relayed Emperor Chengtian's will in detail.

Zhao Zeyong fell into deep thought and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Your Highness?" Rong Youtang turned his head first, then simply turned sideways, and looked at the other party with concern across a high square coffee table. The inexplicable sense of restraint gradually disappeared, and the whole person relaxed for the most part.

Zhao Zeyong was in a very complicated mood, but some aspects didn't bother to coax. After thinking twice, he forced himself to speak and reminded: "Actually, Father's original intention is very good. He loves your talent."

"what?"

Rong Youtang immediately frowned, displeased, and an unspeakable anger filled his chest, and said righteously: "But I have already pushed it down! Three years ago he hinted that I had just found a reason to decline it at that time. But capital crime, I can’t change my mind even if I die!”

Zhao Zeyong smiled, Gao Xuan's heart fell to the ground immediately, and solemnly said: "I also pushed."

It's almost there!

Rong Youtang's anger quickly dissipated, he took a sip of tea and was embarrassed.

"I haven't seen you in a few years. Master Xiao Rong is becoming more and more majestic and imposing. After all, he has practiced it. It can be seen that Xizhou is a good place." King Qing smiled and tapped the coffee table with his fingers.

The high coffee table was only about a foot square, exquisite and exquisite, Rong Youtang couldn't help being attracted by the slender fingers shaking close in front of him, resting his left elbow on the table, he could faintly smell the familiar scent of King Qing, feeling safe and secure.He was stunned for a while, and then happily introduced: "Xizhou is different now. There are many shops on Dukou Street in Qinghe Bay. Although it is not as prosperous and prosperous as the capital city, it is not bad. If your Highness comes to visit, I will definitely entertain you personally!"

"Otherwise, who do you want to send to entertain?" Zhao Zeyong asked slowly, stopped tapping on the table, and naturally reached out to hold the other's left hand firmly.

Rong Youtang subconsciously twitched, but to no avail, his breathing stagnated, his heart beat suddenly, and he promised earnestly: "I won't send anyone else, I will definitely receive you in person."

"En." Zhao Zeyong was very satisfied, and then took the opponent's hands, examined them over and over again, and at the end, stroked a scar on the back of his right hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"When Du Jianmu returned to the iron workshop, he invited old craftsmen to blow up the mountain for mining. Unfortunately, a small landslide occurred. Many people were present at the time, which almost scared me to death! Fortunately, there were only injuries and no deaths. Otherwise, it would be a bad start. It would be really bad." Rong Youtang He explained with high spirits, but was afraid and proud.

"The imperial court has been building a lot in recent years, and there is an urgent shortage of ironware. It was originally planned to distribute 25 catties to Xizhou next year, but this king thinks that the task is too heavy, Xizhou's foundation is weak, and it is not easy for the government to maintain local people's livelihood, so he proposed to reduce it, and the emperor agreed. It was finally set at 20 jin."

"Thank you, Your Highness! 25 catties is too much for the workshop to bear."

Rong Youtang was sincerely grateful and worried, and said frankly: "The land in Xizhou is not fertile. In addition, there are many mountains and few fields. No matter how good the crops are, the harvest is limited, but there are frequent natural disasters! At present, the government mainly relies on Qinghe Bay and Muguishan. Produce, barely save some family property, prevent disasters, and reach out to the court for help in case of trouble."

"That's exactly the reason." Zhao Zeyong nodded in agreement, his face sank like water, and reprimanded: "Unfortunately, there are always people who turn a blind eye, turn a deaf ear, ignore it, ignore the overall situation, don't think about the local situation at all, and blindly rely on the court's power to apportion roughly!"

always someone?Which people?

"Your Highness, please calm down." Rong Youtang understood clearly, he could fully imagine the difficulties of the court's political wrestling and mediation, he moved his backhand, and the two sides clasped their fingers.

"This king has guarded the border for many years, and he is well aware of the hardships in the local area. Human beings are not saints, and the court will inevitably make poor decisions occasionally, making it difficult for those in charge to implement them." Zhao Zeyong bowed his head, kissed the scar, and praised road:

"Thank you for your hard work. You have done very well these years, and you are indeed the pillar of the country."

Your Highness praised me!

It is undeniable that when Rong Youtang heard it, he was extremely satisfied, his body and mind were relaxed, and his nervousness completely disappeared!

——When facing King Qing, Lord Xiao Rong paid more attention to his job than Yu Qian. He admired and admired him, but when he was young, he would secretly feel inferior and anxious that he was not worthy.It's finally better now, the two are officials in the same court, and they can often agree with each other when discussing matters, which makes them feel more at ease.

He longs for the affirmation of his sweetheart.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhao Zeyong's eyes were deep and focused, overflowing with affection.

Rong Youtang smiled, pondered for a while, changed the subject, and asked seriously: "By the way, Your Highness, have you received my letter mentioning Song Shen?"

"Received." Zhao Zeyong nodded, expressing his feelings, and sighed: "Sometimes I'm lucky, my king can receive two letters a day in Beiying, and I specially raised a group of carrier pigeons for you to use alone, so it's easy to maintain connection."

lucky?

Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, heartbroken and soft, fully aware of the torment of waiting for the letter, and said sincerely: "Your Highness has troubled you." When he first arrived in Xizhou, he was young and vigorous, eager to make political achievements, but there were frequent disturbances in the local area, Concerning one thing and losing another makes him often feel bored, so he often writes letters to his family, announcing good news but not worrying, and chatting to relieve his worries.

"Song Shen escaped the catastrophe of Zhulian. His senior sister Xia Xiaoman deliberately murdered his fourth brother. He committed the crime himself and took the blame on himself. Death is not a pity. Moreover, the emperor did not order an investigation. The situation is complicated, so don't get involved." Zhao Zeyong said seriously. Admonish.

"Okay." Rong Youtang agreed, and said angrily: "Your Majesty obviously doesn't want to get into the details, let's wait and see what happens, and see who is going to the trouble of targeting you!"

"It doesn't matter, the murderer behind the scenes will not be reconciled if he fails to succeed. Sooner or later, he will show his feet." Zhao Zeyong comforted.

"His Royal Highness, are you alright?"

Zhao Zeyong frowned immediately, and replied solemnly: "The fourth brother is resting in bed, he never mentioned anything, and couldn't ask anything. In fact, as soon as I begged for mercy, my father took advantage of the situation to forgive Song Shen. It can be seen that there was no intention of anger and punishment. .”

"Master Song has excellent medical skills. He has treated many members of the royal family to take care of their health. It is normal for His Majesty to forgive him." Rong Youtang guessed.

Fingers intertwined, they approached intimately, and the two talked almost in whispers.

Unknowingly, the sun was setting and the study room was dark. They got closer and closer, across the small coffee table. Zhao Zeyong couldn't help but hugged each other and kissed him slowly——