Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Why should I be guilty? This is the imperial father's order. Could it be that the imperial brother wants to resist the order?" Zhao Zeyong retorted calmly.He stood firmly like a pine, standing in front of the main gate of Qianming Palace, without giving in.

"The third one!"

The impatient eldest prince raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and questioned righteously: "Today is New Year's Eve, and all civil and military officials and relatives of the emperor are waiting to congratulate His Majesty. Two days ago, my father was talking about what happened on New Year's Eve. Why did his old man suddenly Refuse sacrifices and palace banquets?"

There are three types of people who are eager to face the saint: Han Guifei's group, Guangping Prince and his son, Xianping Nanhou, and the other princes.

"Big brother, third brother, you all calm down and speak up if you have something to say." King Guangping seemed to be earnest, and tried to persuade him again and again. He held a son in one hand and said calmly: "Actually, I am also following the orders of my father and obeying the emperor's orders." The two children, Minheng and Minyu, are used to accompanying them every day, and they respectfully greet Shengan every day. Hey, Mr. Li, don’t you know this, don’t you know?”

Li Deying, the head of the inner court, was dripping with cold sweat, with a smile all over his face, and softly explained: "Returning to His Royal Highness King Guangping's words: it was true in the past, but today His Majesty issued an order: because he was worried about the safety of the people in the northwest, he fasted for several days and prayed sincerely to the gods of heaven, earth, and the world. Ancestors, praying for Dacheng. Your Majesty recited the scriptures all night and took a nap at dawn. Now he is summoning the four great scholars in the Imperial Study and told no one to disturb—" before he finished speaking, the eldest prince suddenly interrupted coldly :

"Oral order?"

"Hmph, whose meaning is it? You know it in your heart!" The eldest prince's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he stared at King Qing with panic and suspicion in his heart: His father had been ill for a long time. See you at the door, could it be... that he died?

Since it was indeed not the order of Emperor Chengtian himself, Li Deying shrank subconsciously, vaguely revealing his lack of confidence, and was immediately grabbed and punctured by the opponent!

"Li Deying! Why are you cowering? Are you afraid?" The eldest prince rushed forward, raised his hand and asked angrily.

"Old slave, what old slave said is true." Li Deying's heart was beating wildly, secretly thinking that something was wrong, and desperately trying to remedy it.

However, it was too late.

"Shut up! You still dare to quibble? You are disloyal and dishonest, and you have lost your father's trust and reused you for decades. Are you worthy of the mighty emperor's grace?!" The eldest prince's face was livid, and he reprimanded aggressively, becoming more and more convinced that his father had an accident .

Although Li Deying was favored and trusted, he was still far below the prince. His lips trembled when he was scolded, but he couldn't retaliate. He emphasized in vain: "Your Majesty is indeed not free. Please wait patiently for your highness, grandsons, and adults."

"What are you? How dare you stop His Highness? Get out of here!" The First Prince wanted to push Li Deying as he spoke, fearing that after his father died, the throne would be snatched by King Qing.

"enough!"

"Brother, what exactly do you want to do?" Zhao Zeyong couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped forward to stand in front of Li Deying, with bright eyes and warning.

"I should ask you this! What qualifications do you have to stop me?" The eldest prince spoke harshly.

"This is the imperial father's oral order, who has any objection? After you are allowed to enter, please speak up personally!" Zhao Zeyong was categorical and would not back down no matter what.

"you!"

"Third brother, this is our elder brother. What's your attitude?" King Guangping feigned anger, adding fuel and vinegar from time to time.

Trouble, it seems that today will not end.Rong Youtang frowned, quietly left, and rushed back to report the situation and discuss countermeasures.

Outside the gate of Qianming Palace

Swords were on the verge of breaking out, and several factions almost started fighting.

The fifth prince and the twin brothers were in shock, watching for a long time, embarrassed, and stepped forward to smooth things over:

"Brother, calm down!" The twin princes joined forces to pull the elder brother away, and the seventh prince Zhao Zewu helplessly reminded: "Brother, stop arguing, this is Qianming Palace, be careful, father is angry."

idiot!

Still angry, my father may have passed away!

The eldest prince was in a state of distress, and was so anxious that he was about to get angry. He shook off his two younger brothers with all his strength, and scolded like black-eyed chickens: "What do you know!"

"Hey you—" Zhao Zewu was about to refute, but was elbowed by his brother, so he swallowed his temper reluctantly, and said forcefully: "In short, no one can forcefully break into the imperial father's bedroom, isn't it just to wait a while? Then wait a while."

"Do you have any brains?" The eldest prince tilted his head and akimbo.

the other end

The fifth prince "shuala" opened the folding fan that never left his body, and fanned the wind for King Qing, avoiding the seriousness and comforting: "Third brother, calm down, and don't be impulsive in front of outsiders."

Zhao Zeyong's face was calm, and he patted his brother's shoulder silently.

At this time, Concubine Han Guifei, who had been waiting for a long time without any results, rushed over and led many court ladies and eunuchs. She gritted her teeth, stood still and glanced around:

"Concubine Mother!" The eldest prince's eyes lit up.

King Guangping took his son by the hand, greeted him hastily, and looked away indifferently.

As usual, the other princes said politely, "Hello, Imperial Concubine."

"You guys came quite early." Concubine Han made up her mind, never mentioning the dispute, and said softly with a smile: "Today's New Year's Eve, everything is busy, and I am in a hurry to send the new sacrificial dress to His Majesty. Goodbye." After she finished speaking, she was about to climb up the steps with all her demeanor——

"Wait a minute."

Zhao Zeyong crossed his arms, neither humble nor overbearing, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and Li Deying explained knowingly: "Your Majesty, His Majesty is summoning the Grand Master of the Yushufang, and ordered no one to disturb you. Why don't you hand over the dragon robe to this old slave? Wait for His Majesty to be free, old slave." It must be reported in time."

Since the empress passed away, Concubine Han has been at the head of the six palaces. She regards her status as precious, and when she was blocked in public, she was instantly ashamed and humiliated. Her face turned cold, her brows stood upright, and she said angrily: "After repeated calculations by the Fengtian Supervisor How important is it to open the altar to offer sacrifices to heaven at the second quarter of this hour? As a close servant, why are you so confused? Not only do you not care about yourself, but you actually obstruct the palace from doing things, it is simply unreasonable!"

"Your Majesty, calm down, old slave—"

"Get out of the way!" Han Guifei scolded sharply, and when she dropped her sleeve, she was about to force her way in.

"Stop!" Zhao Zeyong, who was in charge of the gate without fear, yelled loudly, "This is the imperial father's bedroom. Anyone who trespasses is blatantly provoking the emperor's dignity and will be severely punished!"

"Are you going to let me go?!" Concubine Han almost fell down angrily.

"The imperial concubine is so majestic." Zhao Zeyong said word by word: "But this king only obeys the imperial edict. I won't allow it."

"You are presumptuous!" Concubine Han was imagining, fearing that her husband would be held hostage by King Qing or had passed away, she was furious, she stretched out her hand uncontrollably to push the heroic man, but she couldn't push the heroic man at all, instead she fell backwards, "Ouch" in embarrassment, The eldest prince shouted:

"stop--"

The fifth prince made a decisive decision, grabbed the conversation, and shouted in shock: "Imperial concubine! Don't beat the third brother, how can you beat someone? The third brother is just following the order, so why make things difficult for him."

"Fifth brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" The eldest prince suddenly turned his head and glared angrily.

The fifth prince smiled, and said in a good voice: "Everyone, calm down and wait patiently for Father's summoning."

"Stop messing around, it's the Chinese New Year." Zhao Zewu interjected, receiving several slashes in one breath. He sniffed, folded his arms, and held his head up strong.

"Old Seven, don't make more trouble." The eldest prince stopped impatiently.

"Are you going to let me go or not?" Concubine Han was trembling with anger.

Zhao Zeyong was expressionless, and ordered to himself: "Eunuch Li, close the palace gate, so as not to disturb the royal father's discussion by noise."

Li Deying's palms were covered with cold sweat and sticky, he took a deep breath, bowed and said: "Yes, this old servant will do it now."

The old eunuch who killed a thousand knives!He was actually bought by King Qing.Concubine Han's eyes were red, and just as she was about to force her way in again, two eunuchs suddenly ran out from behind the shadow wall inside the palace gate, and shouted an order:

"Your Majesty has a decree: pass on your audience!"

Zhao Zeyong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and thought to himself: It seems that the father's condition has stabilized.

"Let's go!" Concubine Han waved her hand fiercely, beckoning her son to hurry to face the saint, followed by King Guangping and his party.

The fifth prince and the twins looked at each other, Zhao Zewu carefully asked: "Third brother, is father okay?"

"Go in and have a look." Zhao Zeyong raised his hand to attract, and the four brothers walked forward side by side.

in no time

A mighty group of people were led to the Buddhist hall by the eunuch.

Impatient, the eldest prince quickly stepped over the threshold and called out in a shy voice, "Father?"

King Guangping held his breath, gritted his teeth, resisted not making a sound, and looked intently:

I saw Emperor Chengtian wearing sapphire blue tuanlong casual clothes, sitting cross-legged on a futon, looking sideways, he closed his eyes, chanting silently, bowed his head slightly, and twirled the Buddhist beads with both hands.

The four elders and important ministers in the imperial study stood with their hands down, respectful.

Fortunately, the father did not die!

"I will see my father." The eldest prince's heart fell to the ground, he lifted his robe and knelt down and kowtowed: "On this day of saying goodbye to the old and ushering in the new, I greet you."

Immediately afterwards, a group of people knelt down in the not-so-spacious Buddhist hall and kowtowed in unison.

Emperor Chengtian remained motionless, and said in a deep voice, "Pingshen."

"Thank you, father." King Guangping looked at the four veterans and important officials, and his intuition was not good.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Rong Youtang, who quietly changed his official robe and mixed into the crowd, bowed his head in a low-key manner.

"I have been on the throne for decades," Chengtian Emperor opened his eyes, and said slowly, with an old and vicissitudes of voice, "There are nine princes under my knees."

Guangping Wang and others were shocked, and they all pricked up their ears to listen:

"Since the founding of Renzong, thanks to the protection of the gods of heaven and earth and the ancestors, and the diligence of successive monarchs and ministers, the emperor's grace has been blessed by the common people. Dacheng has lasted for nearly 400 years, and has weathered wind and rain and stood tall." Chengtiandi said in a solemn tone, The silver hair was neatly bundled up with a dragon-carved gold crown, majesticly expressing:

"In the past 20 years, I have been cautious and cautious, constantly testing the princes in various ways, carefully selecting the crown prince for the country, after many evaluations by me, and the unanimous approval of the Grand Master of the Imperial Study—"

Concubine Han's mother and son involuntarily opened their eyes wide, their minds went blank, and they waited in fear, as if they were hearing the verdict of life and death.

"The third son of the emperor, Ze Yong." Emperor Chengtian said clearly.

"My son is here." Zhao Zeyong knelt down upon hearing this.

Our Highness!Rong Youtang was overjoyed and excited under pressure.

As if a thunderbolt fell from the sky, there was a "hum" in the ears of the eldest prince, his face suddenly changed, he was at a loss, and his voice changed his tone and asked, "What?!"

"The third son of the emperor?" King Guangping muttered, collapsed and lost his mind.

"Your Majesty..." Han Guifei staggered and almost fell, she instinctively raised her hand and waved, barely standing still, tears welled up in her eyes, and she bit her lip in disbelief.

Emperor Chengtian's eyes were clear, and he repeated firmly: "The third son of the emperor, Qing Wang Zeyong, has a noble character and a deep respect for me. He can be worthy of inheriting the ancestral temple and be established as the crown prince. Lu Zixing?"

"The old minister is here." The first assistant came out in response.

"Proclaim the decree. Announce it to the world to calm people's hearts." Emperor Chengtian ordered.

"Observe the decree." Lu Zixing bowed to accept the order and walked to the incense table. At this time, everyone discovered that there was a scrolled imperial decree behind the tribute on the bright yellow table curtain. He unfolded it and read it aloud:

"Following the fate of heaven, the emperor's edict said: The third son of the emperor, Zhao Zeyong, Prince Qing, is civil and military, respectful, thrifty, benevolent, filial, generous and pure. Inherit the Great Reign. This is it."

There was no sound in the Buddhist hall, and most of them were stunned.

"His Royal Highness, please accept the order." Lu Zixing was the first to change his words.

When the matter came to an end, Zhao Zeyong was strangely calm. He took the imperial decree with both hands, kowtowed and said: "I thank my father for his love and trust, and for the rest of my life, I swear that I will do my best for the Dacheng country and society!"

"Pingshen." Emperor Chengtian smiled gratifiedly, and said: "I need to fast for a while, just to pray for the fortune of the country, and the court will be managed by you."

"Yes."

next moment

Concubine Han's tears rolled down, she couldn't speak, and she couldn't breathe. Her eyes darkened, her eyes rolled up, and she fell back straight, causing a crowd of exclamations:

"Mother concubine!"

"Ma'am, what's the matter with you?"

When the eldest prince turned around to support him, he suddenly saw Rong Youtang, he was instantly furious, and asked anxiously with a pale face, "Why are you here?!"

Rong Youtang had been prepared for a long time, stepped forward in a calm manner, and said in a loud voice: "Kowtow to Your Majesty, I have something important to report."

"What's the matter?"

According to the plan, Rong Youtang respectfully asked for instructions: "Today is the New Year's Eve to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. The Fengtian Supervisor and the Ministry of Rites have made preparations and are waiting for Shengjia to preside over the sacrifice. The auspicious time is approaching. What do you think is...?"

"Hmm." Emperor Chengtian nodded, and said in a leisurely manner, "I am reciting scriptures and praying, and I have no time to separate myself. Prince?"

Zhao Zeyong responded: "My son is here."

"You are responsible for presiding over the sacrificial ceremony. If you have any doubts, you can ask Ning Jianzheng and Shen Shangshu."

"Yes."

Emperor Chengtian pretended not to see the resentful woman and son, and frowning to drive them away as if troubled: "Go down, follow the prince's command."

Lu Zixing and the other four obediently obeyed: "The old minister resigns."

Rong Youtang knew well that the emperor could not hold on any longer, so he hurriedly resigned, and quietly gave King Qing a look. The latter was also anxious, and said directly: "Come here!"

"The servant is here."

"The imperial concubine is not well, please send her back to the palace to see the imperial doctor!" Zhao Zeyong ordered without any explanation.

The people in Qianming Palace naturally supported the prince, carried out the order earnestly, and coaxed and persuaded Concubine Han to go away.

"Everyone, please don't disturb your Majesty's chanting and praying for blessings." Zhao Zeyong insisted on urging, and had no choice but to use both words and hands, using both soft and hard methods, and quickly took away the rest.

After a long while of noise, the Buddhist hall finally returned to silence.

The nanmu Buddhist beads fell to the ground with a "slap", and Emperor Chengtian, who was struggling to support, collapsed.

"Your Majesty!" Li Deying helped him in time.

"Father?" King Rui, Song Shen, Wang Yuyi and others rushed out of the room together.

Emperor Chengtian closed his eyes tightly, without any response——