Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

With a "creak", Rong Youtang pushed open the door, smiled at Xie Ting, stepped into the threshold and closed the door behind his back, and took a closer look:

I saw King Qing sitting behind the desk, flipping through the official documents with one hand. He was wearing a dark blue toga with large sleeves and trimmed with silver trim. He was not angry but handsome and extraordinary.

Zhao Zeyong raised his head upon hearing the news, closed the document, looked at each other for a while, and said in a low voice, "Come here."

Rong Youtang couldn't take his eyes off him. He had just finished entertaining the governor. He was wearing a third-rank crimson official robe with Shengxue lining at the neckline. He was elegant, handsome and personable.

The other party did not respond in time, Zhao Zeyong was not angry, and asked again: "What's in the food box?"

"Oh!"

The overly shocked Rong Youtang woke up like a dream, couldn't hide his excitement and joy, and solemnly said: "Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations on defeating the barbarians again, and come back safely and triumphantly!"

"Excuse me." Zhao Zeyong got up and supported him, with a smile in his eyes and deep concentration.

"This, this..." Rong Youtang was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He walked quickly to the table, opened the food box, first took out a bowl of medicine, and urged him eagerly: "Come, drink the medicine before eating, the disease has not been eliminated , His Highness arrived suddenly, it is too dangerous, Song Shen is very worried, we are terribly afraid that you will get sick! Let’s take a break and go back to the capital, it is not suitable to stay here for long.”

Zhao Zeyong took the medicine and sighed: "This king has just arrived."

"The safety of the crown prince is related to the overall situation, and nothing is allowed. Since the murder of King Guangping, His Royal Highness King Rui and the others have been worried day and night, anxiously looking forward to your return to Beijing to preside over the court. Alas, I don't know what is going on now. I am far away, many It's inconvenient to write to ask, so I can only be anxious." Once Rong Youtang opened the chatterbox, he babbled without knowing it.

"Thank you." Zhao Zeyong put down the medicine bowl and was stuffed with water to rinse his mouth. He even had candied fruit in his mouth. He was not addicted to sweets, but his heart was warm and soft. He apologized and said: "The situation is urgent, I really can't stay long, Just resting for a while, Shen Shizhong and Qian Huaihe left together, those murderers who pretended to be ghosts were caught by chance, and they refuted rumors along the way, which will help you rescue the disaster."

"So the prisoner was captured by His Highness?" Rong Youtang was really surprised.

Zhao Zeyong put his left hand down the whole time, and simply explained: "They cast themselves in the trap."

"Anyway, it's not a pity to kill innocent people with cruelty." Rong Youtang hated it deeply, and took out a pot of rice, two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and three small butterfly vegetables from the food box one after another, and greeted: "Going out, the only way to hurry is to go out." Eat whatever you want." When he closed the food box, he froze suddenly, completely motionless.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Zeyong turned his head sharply, he found the washstand by himself, washed his face and hands with one hand.

Oops!

——I'm so happy, I didn't care about His Majesty's death, and didn't mention a word, it's really rude.

Rong Youtang was very remorseful, frowned and blamed himself for a moment, looked up and stared when considering what to say, suddenly realized something was wrong, and quickly approached and asked: "What's wrong with your left hand?"

Rong Youtang bent down and got closer, smelling the faint smell of medicine for sores, he became nervous for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Is it serious?"

Zhao Zeyong took advantage of the situation and loosened the veil, allowing the other party to help wipe his hands, and comforted: "It's just a flesh injury, and it will be cured soon."

Rong Youtang didn't say a word, and scrubbed it meticulously. After a long time, he said softly, "Sorry."

"Huh?" Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows in surprise, gently stroked the other's cheek, and said again: "It's really hard for you to be so thin."

Rong Youtang hung the veil back to its original place, but said guiltily: "Sorry, we didn't hide it on purpose. At that time, we were just worried that you would mourn alone in the northwest and affect the battle."

after a while of silence

Zhao Zeyong said solemnly: "The month of Renyin, the day of Renwu, and the three quarters of the ugly hour."

"That's right. Please mourn, Your Highness."

"Father...how is it going?" Zhao Zeyong asked with difficulty.

Rong Youtang replied without hesitation: "It can be called peace, he has not suffered pain, he left a will, you have to return to Beijing as soon as possible, in case someone does anything unscrupulous, the Fifth Highness and the others are almost unable to hold on."

Zhao Zeyong nodded, his eyes were a little straight, and suddenly he hugged each other with one arm, hugged him tightly, and said painfully: "I have expected it before going out, but I always hope, I always hope that the father can hold on... Let me Take the last ride, kowtow a few more times. I am unfilial, and I know it clearly in my heart, but I still leave."

Rong Youtang clasped his hands back, and whispered comfortingly: "Don't blame yourself! At the beginning, we had no choice but to do so. We all understand, and His Majesty also understands very well. When he was awake, he praised the crown prince very much, and regretted that he was too late to be conferred, so he was passive. Don't Sad, filial piety is in my heart, if you kowtow and kneel farewell when the national funeral is held, His Majesty will definitely understand."

The two hugged each other quietly for a quarter of an hour,

Zhao Zeyong barely calmed down his grief, raised his sleeves and pressed his eyes, pushed the other party to sit down, and said: "Dinner first, I know you are busy. Where is Song Shen?"

"He lives in the West Corridor, he should be having dinner at the moment, and I have made an appointment to check your pulse later." The other party endured his grief, Rong Youtang took advantage of the opportunity to reveal it, and talked about other things.

"Ah."

The two sat opposite each other and ate simple tea and light meals together.

Because the other party was injured, Rong Youtang frequently helped to pick up vegetables after filling the meal. They had a thousand words to each other, but it was a pity that they got together for a short time, and they didn't know what to say first.

"Your Highness will be busy after returning to Beijing." Rong Youtang took a sip of tea, worried, and said cautiously: "The case of King Guangping's murder has not yet come to light, and His Majesty ordered that the funeral be kept secret before his death. How to make it known to the world remains to be seen Thinking about it, fortunately His Royal Highness King Rui, Mr. Lu and others know it well, and with their help, things will be easier to handle."

Zhao Zeyong nodded, and sighed: "I really didn't expect that among the brothers, it was the second emperor brother—" He restrained himself and paused, helpless.

"We didn't expect that either, but that's the truth. The body of King Guangping has not been buried yet, so there are two national funerals to be held, but everything has to wait for the crown prince to succeed to the throne. It is very wrong to hang the throne vacant." Rong Youtang was very sober. , frankly said: "The murderer captured today pretended to be a barbarian and killed innocent people. Someone was obviously instigating behind him, but he can only be temporarily convicted of murder and murder. It is not appropriate to go to war, so as not to startle the snake."

——Otherwise, if the chief envoy surnamed Zhao is found out, it will be fratricide, and the ugly inside story of the struggle for the throne will be known to the world, the royal family will inevitably be ashamed, and many old cases may be involved. Wait for the new emperor to sit firmly on the dragon chair before discussing.

"This king has reminded Qian Huaihe to execute him flexibly, but he didn't intend to investigate thoroughly."

"It's just that I'm afraid of getting into trouble." As soon as Rong Youtang finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and Song Shen came to see him as scheduled.

"Come in."

Song Shen was holding the medicine box: "Cao Min sees Your Highness."

"Excuse me, sit down." Zhao Zeyong praised with satisfaction: "After this epidemic, your medical skills have become more and more superb, and you have surpassed the Imperial Hospital. You deserve a reward."

Song Shen stood up in fright as soon as he sat down, and immediately emphasized: "I won't go to the Tai Hospital!"

"Why?" Zhao Zeyong asked gently.It is human nature, with such a famous doctor, he naturally wants to entrust him with important tasks and keep him.

Song Shen explained frankly: "Thank you for your appreciation, but it's a pity that the grassroots are reckless, and they are used to being unrestrained. They feel more comfortable staying outside the palace. Please reach out and feel your pulse."

Rong Youtang smiled meaningfully and said nothing.

"Forget it, since you live in the capital all the time, it's fine if you don't enter the palace. But when you are called urgently, I hope you don't refuse, the consultation fee will be generous, and you will never treat me badly." Zhao Zeyong's face was as usual, disdainful of using power to oppress others.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your understanding." Song Shen was multitasking, muttering secretly: How can you live in the capital for a long time?My teacher's school is far away in the south, and I have to go back every year to worship my ancestors, and I go back and forth for at least a month... Sigh, I really can't leave for a long time, otherwise he will wait impatiently, sleep and eat, and think wildly...

After a long while, Song Shen stopped.

Rong Youtang held his breath and asked, "How is it?"

"Your Highness has a strong physique and is quite good. The knife wound on the arm will heal in a few days, but long-term exhaustion will inevitably damage the foundation. Rest as much as possible after you stabilize, take it easy, and replenish your strength." Song Shen picked up his pen and dipped his ink in the ink. , burying your head in prescribing, flamboyantly writing half a page, handing it to Xie Ting, and exhorting: "Prevent the epidemic and strengthen your body, after all you have passed through this place, take the medicine according to what I wrote, don't take it lightly."

"Hey, you're right." Xie Ting carefully put away the prescription.

Rong Youtang turned his head to look at the sky, although he was regretful, he still reminded: "Your Highness, the application time has passed."

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong frowned suddenly.

Xie Ting breathed a sigh of relief with gratitude: He wanted to remind, but he held back his silence for fear of disturbing the conversation between the prince and his confidants.

"Congratulations to His Highness the Crown Prince on his triumphant return, and I wish you all the best." Song Shen got up, clasped his fists and said, "If there is no other order, Cao Min will leave."

"Go get busy."

Song Shen was carrying the medicine box, and Xie Ting took the initiative to see it off, avoiding it wisely.

There are only two people facing each other in the bedroom.

Rong Youtang cheered up, and urged briskly: "Since we have made an agreement with Mr. Qian, let's go down now. Go through the back door, and the carriage is in the backyard. Fortunately, Han Xin and his cronies are in Shansu City, otherwise we can see you at a glance." recognized you."

"It's okay to recognize."

Zhao Zeyong hugged each other heavily, and lightly brushed the other's cheek with his thumb.

"Are you afraid? My whole body is full of typhoid fever." Rong Youtang threatened seriously.

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows: "The weak imperial envoy is not sick, what is this king afraid of?"

"...Are you belittling me?" Rong Youtang laughed.

Zhao Zeyong did not speak, but kissed the other person's forehead, and it fell apart immediately, and whispered: "Take care, and return to Beijing as soon as possible."

"it is good."

"I have to go."

"Let's go!" Rong Youtang took the initiative to hold Prince Qing's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, sent him to the carriage, then walked to the front door, and together with the others, saw off the governor's car, pretending to be indifferent, and continued to work.

A few months away from the capital

Zhao Zeyong led his subordinates to travel starry night and night, and arrived in the suburbs of Beijing at night. After careful consideration, he sent a few guards to the city to report the news quietly, and he rode his horse to Beiying.

at the same time

"assassin!"

"Catch assassins!"

"They went to Qianming Palace!"

……

Shouts resounded through the night sky, waking up countless people. King Rui got out of bed in a hurry, and when he went out, he almost bumped into the fifth prince who rushed out from the next room!

"Where did the assassin come from?" The fifth prince asked with disheveled clothes, his heart beating like a drum: "Listen to the sound, why are you all heading for Qianming Palace?"