Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Your Highness is sick?He was sick? !

Rong Youtang was more surprised than worried, and his first reaction was: Has His Highness made some secret plan that needs our cooperation?

It was really because King Qing usually gave people too strong an impression, and Rong Youtang had such an idea when he suddenly fell ill.

"Where is it? Lead the way!" Wei Jie urged impatiently, but said in a low voice helplessly: "Your Highness is very recalcitrant. He has always been used to work, and he can't be free at all. Those of us who followed didn't see him I have played and relaxed."

Rong Youtang walked briskly, and nodded with deep conviction: "Indeed. Before I entered Prince Qing's Mansion, I thought that all the nobles lived in wealth and leisure, and guessed that His Highness must be like the drama said, 'planning strategies and winning thousands of miles away' ——I didn’t expect that it wasn’t at all!”

Wei Jie shook his head and laughed: "The dramas are all made up. People in the world don't use their brains: If a general wants to win a battle, can he know himself, the enemy, and grasp all the military situation while sitting still? How is it possible! factual basis."

"Hey, guessing out of thin air and seeing with your own eyes are often not the same thing." Rong Youtang sincerely sighed.

They hurried to the place where King Qing stayed in the backyard. After being allowed, as soon as they entered the door, they saw Chen Junyi kneeling and pleading, Guo Da stood helplessly by the side, looking up at the roof, and Zhao Zeyong was sullen with a headache. , still holding a pen in his hand, and a pile of documents were spread out on the case.

"Kowtow to Your Highness." Rong Youtang saluted as if nothing had happened.

"Get up." Zhao Zeyong's lips were pale, his face was slightly blue, his forehead was a little cold sweat, obviously unwell, but he still asked dignifiedly: "How is the food?"

Rong Youtang hurriedly described his findings in detail, and finally said clearly: "Your Highness, Brother Wei and I have secretly arranged for the He family's rice to be relocated, and we will ask the military doctor to take a look at it later, just in case, and continue to investigate secretly In addition, they represent all the folks in Guanzhou and the hearts of the people for the imperial court. So, can we hold a banquet in the name of the bandit suppression army to clean up the dust? And ask His Highness for their return date. After all, we are here to suppress bandits , Once there is a war, it is always a concern for them to stay."

Zhao Zeyong nodded and said with relief: "That's right. When doing things, we must consider the overall situation, try our best to take care of the relationship between the court and the local government, the army and the state capital, and avoid damaging the dignity. That's right, let's do it! You arrange it, my lord. Cough, cough, let's see if I can find some time in the evening to represent the imperial court to cough, cough, and give a verbal commendation, at least it's a good idea."

"Cousin, you can go lie down after drinking the medicine, I beg you!" Guo Da begged again, and quickly handed over the calming tea: "Come on, moisten your throat, cool and soothe your nerves."

Zhao Zeyong took it, tried his best to suppress the discomfort, and took a few sips.

"Your Highness!" The old military doctor knelt down to persuade him and said anxiously again: "You can listen to a piece of advice, it will only aggravate the condition if you insist on it like this, if you stay in bed for a day or two, it will be fine—"

Seeing this, Zhao Zeyong squeezed the center of his brows again with a headache, patiently raised his hand and interrupted: "Get up, you get up first."

The old doctor was extremely stubborn: "Please forgive me for not being able to obey! Unless you can respect the doctor's correct medical advice!"

"You—" Zhao Zeyong finally put down his pen, held his knees with both hands, leaned forward slightly, and said with a tigery face: "Chen Miao, do you think this is not the Northwest camp, so this king can't cure you?"

"Your Highness, do you still remember the old man's name?" The old military doctor was moved, but insisted on his opinion even more: "However, if you want to punish him, you can punish him, anyway, any doctor will order like this!"

Zhao Zeyong laughed back angrily: "Very good. Chen Miao, you used to be famous for your stubborn temper in the Northwest. I haven't seen you for many years, but you haven't changed half of it. It's your ability! Come on."

"Here!" The guard on duty immediately bowed at the door.

Zhao Zeyong ordered with a straight face: "Take Chen Miao out and forbid him to step into this courtyard."

——King Qing was so troubled by the old doctor that he couldn't help it!Had to make a bad move to get the ears quiet.

"Uh... yes." The guard wanted to laugh inexplicably, he forced the old military doctor up, and escorted him out in a good voice.

Guo Da quietly shrugged his shoulders at Rong Youtang, and rolled his eyes to show that he didn't know what to do.

"Xiao Er, go down and rest too, don't stick around." Zhao Zeyong wanted to pick up the pen again, enduring the pain with ease - or, he had already gotten used to it during his years of solitary travel.

Rong Youtang watched for a while, then quietly walked to the side and closed the open window.

As soon as the cold wind stopped, Zhao Zeyong noticed it immediately, and looked at the young man with puzzled eyes: Did you lock it?

Rong Youtang said with a dry smile: "Your Highness, Shun County is really cold, I can't feel my hands and feet! Huh? Why isn't there even a carbon basin in this room?"

"Because most of the things have been looted." Zhao Zeyong told indifferently, and then frowned: "Your physique is too poor. If you can insist on waking up early and exercising, you will definitely be able to strengthen it."

Leaving the hot bed in winter to get up early?

Rong Youtang turned pale in shock, and immediately changed the subject: "No carbon? I remembered! The east side of the county government office was set on fire, but it wasn't completely burned. I'll look for it right now. Please wait a moment, Your Highness. It will be warm in here soon!" After finishing speaking, he hastily retreated out, fearing that the resolute King Qing would directly arrange an exercise plan for him.

"You son of a bitch! He runs very fast. I'll tell him to get up early tomorrow." Guo Da smiled maliciously, and said narrowly, "Tell him to run behind the horse, and whip him if he runs slowly, just like my cousin. That’s how I was trained.”

Zhao Zeyong said seriously: "Since you want to join the army, how can you do it if you have poor fisting skills and physical stamina? The battlefield is a place of desperate efforts, and only strict requirements can treat you well."

Guo Da yawned continuously, with bags under his eyes, and advised: "Cousin, you'd better go lie down for a while, anyway, yesterday's arrangements were almost the same."

Zhao Zeyong shook his head: "There are still some details that have not yet been finalized. Only by being careful can you sail for ten thousand years, but if you are careless, you will lose Jingzhou. Go to sleep yourself, don't walk around and dazzle your eyes."

...you think I'm happy to dangle around and be an eyesore?

Guo Da was almost overwhelmed with anger, but he knew the opponent's character well, and he understood that head-to-head confrontation would never work.So he took a deep breath, compromised and suggested: "Why don't you rest for a long time? I will deal with the details in the afternoon, and there will be no delay."

Zhao Zeyong ignored him and was busy with himself. The strong superior inevitably has some stink problems.

"Ah——" Guo Da wobbled around in distress, pulling his hair agitatedly, unable to rest assured to sleep at all.

Not long after, Rong Youtang really excitedly picked up a basket of charcoal and came back. The charcoal basin was smashed, so he had to replace it with two stone flowerpots, happily...creating a room full of choking smoke.

Zhao Zeyong was already suffering from throat discomfort due to wind-cold fever, and was so stimulated that he coughed non-stop, and he couldn't even utter a reprimand.

"Oh, what's going on? Isn't the carbon picked up from the fire scene considered carbon?" Rong Youtang fussed, and then gave Guo Da a look: "Your Highness? Your Highness, are you okay? It's all my fault, you Let’s avoid it first, don’t cough your throat badly, and let everyone hear it, so you can’t help worrying about the coach.”

Guo Da understood and readily agreed: "That's right, cousin, you must be well. Come on, let's avoid it first. Cough cough cough, the thick smoke in this room is choking to death! Come on, hurry up and deal with it." Drop it."

So Guo Da and Rong Youtang, one on the left and the other on the right, used both soft and hard tactics, and even used their hands to persuade the patient to leave and coax the patient into the next bedroom.

"Look, Your Highness," Rong Youtang smiled, pointing to the other two temporary charcoal pots in the bedroom: "When I went to pick up charcoal, I found that there are two kinds of charcoal pots, half-burned and completely black, and I want to use them urgently. I collected them all, but divided them when it was time to order. It turns out that the charcoal is only burnt completely black!" He concluded from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Zeyong had no expression on his face, his eyes were extremely oppressive, and he was fixed on looking at a certain slippery head.

"Oh? The medicine is ready, right?" Rong Youtang turned his head to look, ran to the door, took the medicine juice from the guards, and sent it to King Qing: "Your Highness, Brother Wei and the others personally handled it. Hurry up." drink."

Guo Da retreated wisely and wittily, pretending to seriously appreciate...the carvings and paintings on the beams of the house.The county government office was really ransacked. The huge bedroom with a suite was empty, only the unmovable nanmu babu bed and some heavy furniture remained.

Zhao Zeyong's face turned green again, he took the bowl without saying a word, drank the pitch black concoction, put it on the table with a "boom~", and said in a flat tone: "You are really bolder."

Without saying a word, Rong Youtang plopped down on his knees, bowed his head and said: "Please forgive me, Your Highness." However, his face was confident: I am right, it is clear that you refused to listen to other people's kind persuasion!

Seeing this, Guo Da took a look at the bed that had been made, and suggested awe-inspiringly: "Your Highness always cares about important military affairs, and the general admires it! How about this: you and I sleep on the same bed, and while we close our eyes and rest our minds, we discuss the details of suppressing the bandits." , the best of both worlds, what do you think?"

All the cronies and cronies around him tried their best to make a fuss, and they were really unwell. King Qing finally changed his mind.

"Very bad." Zhao Zeyong vetoed solemnly, waved his hand slightly, and ordered: "Guo Ziyan, get down, don't jump up and down, it will affect my king's rest."

Haha, as long as you can follow the doctor's advice and recuperate, even if you make fun of me as a monkey, I will admit it!

"Yes, I will obey orders." Guo Da felt that he understood righteousness very well, and before he quit, he mouthed to Rong Youtang: Take good care of him.

Soon, only Zhao Zeyong and Rong Youtang were left in the bedroom, one of them was sitting and the other was kneeling.

"Why are you kneeling?" Zhao Zeyong frowned and asked, "Could it be that you learned from Chen Miao? Want to be framed by this king?"

"Thank you Your Highness for your kindness." Rong Youtang immediately stood up, patted his hem, and said to him from left and right: "Why is this room so empty? Listen, there is an echo when you speak."

Looking at his fearless servant, Zhao Zeyong couldn't help but start to reflect: Is this king too lenient?In spite of his audacious appearance.

"Your Highness, don't you want to rest?" Rong Youtang urged with concern: "You always say that time is precious, go take a rest, it's uncomfortable to sit, maybe you'll recover when you wake up."

While talking with a smile on his face, Rong Youtang flattened the mattress with his hands, and he could understand it in his heart: Hey, His Highness King Qing is a person who is used to giving orders and has a very good physique. Will not be happy.

Zhao Zeyong was still sitting upright, lost in reflection, quietly watching his valet bend his back to him and carefully spread the mattress neatly.

The two have their own persistence and are busy with their own affairs.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, we brought the quilts with us, and the bed is also clean. Here, it smells like the insect-proof fungus—" Rong Youtang said in amazement, he patted the mattress, and naturally went around to the left of the Babu bed At the entrance of the side corridor, the corner of the eye glanced inadvertently, and suddenly shouted: "Ah——"

Rong Youtang was so frightened that he fell backwards, bounced up quickly, and rushed towards King Qing, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Zeyong immediately went up to meet him, looked at the pale young man, unconsciously pulled him behind him to protect him, and looked at the Babu bed warily.

At the same time, the guards at the door heard that something was wrong with the cry, and immediately rushed in with their swords drawn, surrounded King Qing tightly, and asked nervously, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

Rong Youtang swallowed hard, and it took a long time to calm down the abnormal heart rhythm, and said tremblingly: "There seems to be, there is half a person on the left side of the bed?"

What he caught a glimpse just now was the upper body of a woman who had been cut obliquely in two from the waist.Calculated, she should have been dead for more than a year, with rotting flesh and blood, but her hair was disheveled, her blouse was open, her wrists were bound, and her mouth was open.

Zhao Zeyong immediately understood, and asked the guard: "Is the confiscated body clean?"

The captain of the guard was ashamed to plead guilty: "This subordinate is ineffective, please punish me. The other courtyards were burned, and a large number of female relatives were killed in this courtyard, but this place is still clean. But the subordinates neglected to clean up, and only carried away a few. Poisoned."

Needless to say, they should be the female relatives of the county magistrate. During the few days when the Jiufeng bandits went down the mountain to incite the hungry people to riot...

Rong Youtang didn't dare to think about it anymore, but it seemed as if he could hear a series of screams for help in his ears, and suddenly his back felt chills, and his hair stood on end.

"How do you deal with the dead bodies?" Zhao Zeyong asked again.

"Returning to Your Highness, according to rough statistics, more than [-] corpses have been properly placed in several vacant rooms. After the bandits are wiped out, the people of Shun County will identify the corpses and bury them."

Zhao Zeyong nodded: "Okay. I don't blame you, after all, there are not enough people, let's go down."

Rong Youtang didn't know what to say at all, and watched helplessly as the little soldier came in to transport the half of the corpse out, and then sprinkled some... spirit grass fragrance on the spot?

After a while, the door was gently closed, and there were only two people left in the room.

"Your Highness, don't you want to move?" Psychologically, Rong Youtang began to feel that the room was gloomy, and his skin got goosebumps.

Zhao Zeyong shook his head: "Didn't hear that? More people died elsewhere. Also, it's not spirit grass incense, but filth-repelling powder to prevent corpse plague. In fact, it's been more than a year, and the place is ventilated, so dead bones don't get in the way. "

Rong Youtang shuddered and followed Zhao Zeyong closely, so to speak.

"What? Are you scared?" Zhao Zeyong took off his coat and boots, ready to take a nap.

Rong Youtang nodded honestly: "If I was locked in this room, I would probably be scared to death."

Zhao Zeyong lifted the quilt to lie down, and said: "I didn't point it out just now, I was just worried about scaring you." After speaking, he was startled: This king is really sick and fainted, why did you worry about scaring him?

"Your Highness, I—" Rong Youtang was extremely nervous and fidgeted. After thinking for a while, he hurriedly turned on the burning brazier, and hurriedly added a lot of carbon into it.

"Go out if you're afraid." Zhao Zeyong closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Rong Youtang immediately shook his head: "No! How could I leave you here alone?" This, this room is really scary.In desperation, he didn't even care about his honorific title.

Zhao Zeyong sighed: "It's rare to see. It seems that you can't be called to clean the battlefield, lest you be scared to death. What are you afraid of? You didn't kill people. Besides, this king brought you here to suppress bandits, just for all those who died in vain. It is an act of justice for people to avenge their hatred, be open and aboveboard, and have an open mind, so why be afraid of it?"

yes!I didn't kill people!

Rong Youtang gradually calmed down, staring at the red charcoal fire in a daze, and said softly: "Your Highness is right."

Zhao Zeyong turned his head and saw the young man squatting in front of the brazier and fiddling with him, with a focused expression and a clean and handsome side face. When he turned his head to look at himself, his eyes were clear and agile, always shining with admiration.

He has seen that kind of look too much, and it has long been transformed into a driving force for self-motivation, unwilling to let down loyal subordinates.

But at this moment, Zhao Zeyong was a little uncertain, frowning at the man.

"Your Highness, are you particularly uncomfortable? Do you feel better after drinking the medicine?" Seeing this, Rong Youtang hurriedly stepped forward to ask, and carefully suggested: "Why don't you invite a doctor to come and take a look?"

Zhao Zeyong shook his head: "No need."

Rong Youtang saw that the other party's lips were white and dry, so he got up and said, "Then drink some water." Surprisingly, he didn't feel so scared anymore, and went outside to pour tea.

"Come on, have a drink."

Zhao Zeyong's breathing was hot, his whole body was hot, he was very uncomfortable, and there was an unknown fire burning in his heart.He sat up and drank his tea, and remained seated after drinking.

Rong Youtang took care of the patient patiently, and persuaded: "Go to sleep, it will definitely make you feel much better after sleeping."

Zhao Zeyong took a deep breath and lay down again, thinking "Out of sight, out of mind".

But when Rong Youtang saw that King Qing seemed to be enduring the pain and discomfort, lying down with a blue face, but the quilt was only pulled up to his chest, he stretched out his hand without thinking much, and was about to help pull it up, but the other party suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly, Grab his wrist!

"Your Highness?" Rong Youtang was at a loss, only felt that the opponent's skin was burning hot, and his strength was astonishing.He subconsciously twitched his hand.

"Don't move!" Zhao Zeyong sat up again, frowned in confusion, clamped the boy's wrist forcefully, and repeated: "Don't move." You must not move again, otherwise the king may not do anything.

Rong Youtang nodded without knowing it, and asked: "Your Highness, do you want to order something?"

"Don't talk." Zhao Zeyong ordered again, looking at the person who was dragged over.

Rong Youtang: "..."

The four eyes met for a long time, just when Rong Youtang began to worry about whether his identity was exposed, Zhao Zeyong finally let go of his hand little by little, and said patiently: "Go down."

Rong Youtang was confused and dazed, he could only tell himself that the patient was not in a good mood, and left lightly.

After a long time, Zhao Zeyong lay down, let out a long breath, closed his eyes and recited the Art of War silently.

-

Rong Youtang didn't mind at all.

He is very busy, running with a sense of sacred mission and full of energy.

After arriving in Shun County, the dead people he saw, especially the half of the female corpse, suddenly made him feel a lot of pressure. Although he was only a frail scholar and could not go up to the mountain to suppress bandits, he had a sense of justice.

In the evening, a table of banquets prepared as best as possible is prepared.

"You can't drink alcohol during the march, let's use tea instead." Rong Youtang said.

Wei Jie nodded: "I patrolled the city with General Guo in the afternoon, and I didn't see a single person. All the wild animals on the mountain ran into the houses."

Rong Youtang smiled and said: "Thanks to you for catching the grouse and the hare back, otherwise you can only eat rice and pickles."

Wei Jie looked around and asked in a low voice, "Is Your Highness feeling better?"

Rong Youtang said honestly: "In the morning he probably thought I was noisy, so he called me out, but he didn't call me back. However, at noon, I saw Doctor Chen go in again. Judging by his expression, His Highness should have recovered."

Wei Jie hesitated to speak, opened his mouth, and finally said: "Brother Rong, you have to be patient, anyone who is sick will be affected emotionally. How about this, I will pass on the guests and ask them to wait a while, and you can ask His Highness for instructions. "

Rong Youtang was a little embarrassed: "Thank you, big brother, for your reminder. I see His Highness is upset, and I dare not disturb you if there is nothing to do. But now I have something to report, so I will go?"

"Hurry up!" Wei Jie reminded resentfully: "Remember to pay more attention to greetings, it's always right, don't rely on—" to be proud of being favored?Wei Jie stopped in time and thought in astonishment: Why would I want to say "I am proud of being favored"?

"Understood." Rong Youtang followed the good advice and rushed to see King Qing, feeling guilty that he was too rigid and failed to care for the patients.

He walked to the gate of the courtyard in one breath, asked familiar guards to inform him, and waited for a long time before he was allowed to enter.

It was dark and the lights were on.

Your Highness is still resting?

Rong Youtang knocked on the door, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Rong Youtang has something to ask to see you."

What are you here for?How decent it is to see no one in the field all day long!

With a sound of "Thunder~", Zhao Zeyong turned the page heavily.He looked much better, and sat on the head of the bed, which was supported by a low table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone spread on it.After a long while, he said coldly, "Come in."

Rong Youtang lifted his foot into the room, and asked with concern at the first sentence: "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"

Zhao Zeyong didn't say a word.

Rong Youtang only thought that the other party was thinking, and didn't think much about it.He saw that the teacup on the short table was empty, so he took it to fill it up very naturally, cleaned out the dust, poured half of the pot of charcoal back, and then half closed the wide open window.

His hands and feet are nimble, and he is still diligent.

Zhao Zeyong calmed down a little, and then said: "What did you do today?"

Rong Youtang hurriedly reported, and mentioned the matter of the banquet.

"Hmm. Go and have a look, you can't let the common people feel cold." Zhao Zeyong put down his pen, and Rong Youtang immediately moved the short table away.

Zhao Zeyong only put on his underwear, got out of bed, loosened his muscles and bones, and found that he was sweating from heat all over. He couldn't help frowning, and ordered: "Go get someone to fetch water and prepare clean clothes."