Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Blood?

Rong Youtang subconsciously raised his hand to touch his forehead, and there was a large piece of black and blue egg, and the edge was broken and oozing blood. He said nonchalantly: "Oh, when we escorted the bandit leader into the dungeon of the county government, he and the surnamed Han, cough, and General Han started a little conflict."

"Why did Han Ruhai hit you?" Zhao Zeyong held back his anger.In fact, he saw blood oozing from the opponent's forehead at the first sight, but since most of them were wounded to some extent after the war, as the coach, it was not easy for him to ask one of them in public.

Rong Youtang shook his head: "He didn't intend to hit me. After Mr. Guo captured the bandit leader Yu Xin in the middle of the night, he handed it over to our stay-at-home people. He told him not to kill him, and the court wanted to live. But he met General Han halfway, and he brought A few people hurried out, yelling to support the defense of the city, but at that time, you sent someone back to inform you that you were about to go out of the city to wipe out the enemy, and ordered the gate of the county government to be closed, ha——" Rong Youtang almost couldn't hold back a smile, his face full Unbelievable: "Then General Han didn't go to the city gate! He stayed! He rushed to escort the bandit leader into the prison with us, beat and insulted Yu Xin, and the attack was very heavy. Mr. Sun and I were worried about killing people, so there was nothing we could do. I went to dissuade you from the imperial court, and General Han was very angry, but for your sake, he didn't hit me, and took all his anger on Mr. Sun—"

Zhao Zeyong asked clearly: "You can't see it, so you went to stop it?"

"Of course!" Rong Youtang raised his head and chest, and said solemnly: "Master Sun and I joined hands to defend the county government for one night... Although we failed to help kill the enemy, we are considered comrades, how can we stand by and watch?" General Han pushed Shoved me a few times, then stopped."

Zhao Zeyong took off his blood-stained coat, and said with a cold face: "Remember it first, ask him to return it sooner or later! Wanton and lawless things!"

"Your Highness," Rong Youtang took advantage of the situation and asked, "How many people will that General Sang bring tomorrow?"

"Five thousand."

Rong Youtang clapped happily: "Did you plan it in advance? That's why you raised so much food and grass. Guanzhou only has two thousand shi, and there is still Guazhou that hasn't been delivered. General Sang and the others don't have to worry about eating when they come. It's really a foresight." ah!"

The admiration in the young man's eyes was overflowing, and he looked as if he could not wait to throw himself on the ground.

Zhao Zeyong smiled, and said gently: "If there is no plan in advance, wouldn't it be like a headless chicken? Raising grain for thousands of shi, the bandit suppression army can't eat much. The Guanzhong garrison has grain depots, and they bring their own."

Rong Youtang humbly asked: "Then what are you going to do with the leftover food?"

Zhao Zeyong patiently informed: "It has nothing to do with the military aircraft. I can tell you what to say: the rest will be divided into two parts. First, the county magistrate appointed by the imperial court will arrive in two days. Shun County is full of devastation and waste is waiting to be rebuilt. It is urgent for the government to preside over the overall situation. Therefore, part of the food will be stored in the warehouse of the county government. Secondly, although the banditry has basically been pacified, the Jiufeng Mountain bandit den is notorious, and the fleeing people may not dare to go home for a while. Therefore, tomorrow morning, nearby counties and counties will post announcements: Inform the people to retaliate. The thieves have been eradicated. From now on, the former Shun County citizen husband will be recruited to repair the city wall. The conditions will be relaxed as much as possible. In addition to the Anjiayin and labor wages, rice grains will be given per head, and then the father will be asked to reduce the taxes here. That's it. For one thing, the people will always return to their hometowns, but it will take years for their vitality to recover."

It turns out that this is the overall plan!Interlocking, thoughtful and meticulous.

After listening to Rong Youtang's emotions, he sighed to himself—following the strong, he often felt that his vision was inferior, which made people ashamed, and then worked hard to become stronger.

"Why don't you talk? But what do you think is wrong?" Zhao Zeyong asked when he saw that the other party hadn't said anything for a while.

Rong Youtang hurriedly shook his head, and said in embarrassment: "Your plan is very sound, you can do everything in one fell swoop, and solve all the county magistrate's troubles by the way. But I didn't even think about it so much, I thought that after the suppression of the bandits, I could detain Yu Xin returns to Beijing."

Zhao Zeyong picked up a pen and began to write an excerpt to play Ming's military situation.He sighed rarely, and said helplessly: "Are you still boasting? It is because the king is too much in charge that he has been repeatedly impeached by the courtiers for exceeding his authority and authorizing it. It's just that he can't understand the behavior of some local officials. Take a tube."

It is always very difficult to do something practical for the people.

Rong Youtang said righteously: "They still dare to impeach? Jiufeng mountain bandits have been rampant for so long, and the people of Shun County have left their homes and fled. Now you have turned the situation around in one go, and the decisions you made are all to help the local people. What are the courtiers impeaching? If they want to impeach, they should impeach—" the surname Han.Rong Youtang added in his heart.

"This king knows this matter well." Zhao Zeyong had a well-thought-out plan.

At this time, the cook came in with several large buckets of hot water, and Rong Youtang was already full, so he hurried over to help and put the bathing utensils outside.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness." The head cook said with trepidation: "You guys have searched and searched, but you can't find a bathtub."

Zhao Zeyong sealed several documents in one go, placed them separately, and said casually: "What is the crime? Get up, as long as there is water."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your tolerance." Several men in uniforms thanked them and resigned.

At the end of Mao shi, the winter nights are long, and only then does the sky seep into the outside.

Rong Youtang's nerves, which had been tense all night, finally relaxed, and only then did he realize that he was extremely tired, and he could fall asleep straight away by closing his eyes.

"This copy will be sent to Beijing in an expedited six hundred miles." Zhao Zeyong called his personal guards and instructed him in detail; "These copies will be delivered to nearby prefectures and counties as sealed. The person who told Songyang Station must be careful, and those who delay without reason, Severe punishment."

"Don't worry, Your Highness, this subordinate will do it now!"

"Thank you for your hard work. You are in a hurry to come back after completing the differences. You can stay in Songyang Town to rest for a while, and then return with General Sang Jiacheng in Guanzhong."

"Yes!" The guard took the order and left.

Zhao Zeyong pinched the center of his brows, his eyes were sore from the heat, he had not fully recovered from the fever, and his forehead was swollen and painful, and he had to endure it all the time, so he didn't show it.

"Your Highness, hurry up and wash up. I just saw Doctor Chen urging Big Brother Wei and the others to make the medicine. It's almost ready. After you scrub and drink the medicine, go to sleep." Rong Youtang felt hard for the other party just thinking about it: " I guess we can only rest for half a day, and once General Sang and the others arrive, they will be busy again."

Hey, the life of a big man with real power is really tiring!

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong agreed wearily, "You can also wipe these few buckets of hot water. That's the only thing that is good about being stationed in the county government. There is hot water for hot soup and rice."

Rong Youtang was very tired: "Thank you, Your Highness. You wash it first, my luggage is in Brother Wei's room, I have to go get it."

"Go. You are allowed to rest today."

Zhao Zeyong took off all the dirty clothes, took a shower with his eyes closed, and then went to sleep after drinking the medicine delivered by his subordinates... He unconsciously slept on the outside of the bed, leaving most of the space on the inside.

A moment later, half asleep, he heard the sound of water.

"Wow, wow, wow~"

Again and again, there is still a rustling movement.

Want to open your eyes and see?

Forget it, no need.The king knew it was him, his teeth chattered from the cold.

Zhao Zeyong closed his eyes and meditated.

People who were extremely sleepy would involuntarily get angry and irritable when they heard the sound while resting, but Zhao Zeyong didn't.On the contrary, his heart is safe and peaceful.

It took a quarter of an hour to take a shower so slowly, right?

Outer room

In the weather where dripping water turns into ice, the hot water will be cold soon after leaving the stove.

Rong Youtang was covered in goose bumps from the cold and his teeth were chattering. After scrubbing quickly, he shivered and put on his clothes, opened the door, and carried out a bucket of water.

With a soft "click~", the door was closed.

What does he do without catching up on sleep?

Zhao Zeyong wondered, but not long after, the door was gently pushed open again. Hearing the sound of footsteps, several people came in: "Hush your voice, Your Highness is sleeping." Rong Youtang's voice was low.

"Hey, my lord is too polite, how can I ask you to carry water?" the chef said courteously.

"It's really not a problem, I finished it in a few rounds." Rong Youtang explained.He sent back a bucket just now, and the people in the kitchen were eager to help, and they seemed to be waiting on purpose, rushing to come.

"This is the job of the little ones, don't move! Don't move, let the little ones come!" The cook quickly snatched the bucket away, looked into the room frequently, nodded and bowed and said: "The stove is stewed with fresh and tender meat. The grouse soup, according to Doctor Chen's instructions, put in Chinese angelica, Codonopsis pilosula and Astragalus membranaceus, and the oil has been skimmed clean. Do you think when is the right time to bring it to His Highness?"

"Brother Lin, let's go out and talk." Rong Youtang lightly pointed to the suite, signaling that King Qing was resting—how could the head cook not know?He just knew it, so he said it on purpose.

After all, it is difficult for a military camp logistics handyman to see the coach.

After closing the door, Rong Youtang led the people back to the corridor, and then let go of his voice and laughed: "The chicken soup is very good. Brother Lin will deliver it when His Highness wakes up."

The chef said in distress: "Hey, you don't know, our Highness is busy with official business, and there is no one who is idle! Yesterday evening, the kitchen boiled a pot of clear chicken soup, and wanted to send it, but was blocked by the door The adults on duty stopped him, saying that His Highness didn’t want to drink it. The younger ones had nothing to do with it, so they asked Dr. Chen Jun specifically to stew it again with a slightly nutritious taste, I don’t know if it suits His Highness’s taste.”

Rong Youtang was taken aback, and comforted: "Maybe he was busy dealing with urgent military affairs at that time. Now that we have won the battle, when His Highness rests, he should be free to drink soup."

"You're right, you're right." The chef catered deliberately.

Rong Youtang smiled apologetically and said, "Brother Lin is busy first, I am too sleepy to stand up, I have to go to sleep."

"Oh, you've worked hard, go back and rest, do you need to—"

"No need, no need!" Rong Youtang refused dumbfoundedly, and he could probably guess the other party's intentions.

Beat the dog to see the master... Ahh!Is the fox pretending to be the tiger?

Rong Youtang laughed and shook his head, walked back on the first ray of sunshine in the winter morning, and said in his heart: Your Highness is the king of beasts, but I am not a male fox.

I was a soldier who participated in the defense of the city last night!

Rong Youtang was quite proud and very happy. He walked into the small anteroom that he had taken a fancy to early in the morning, opened the window, and invited in the bright morning sun. He opened the bedding, put his pillow on the fur skin, and fell asleep soundly.

So, Zhao Zeyong in the bedroom waited and waited, but the man never returned.He was puzzled: went to the kitchen to find something to eat?unlikely.

After all, I couldn't lie down.

Zhao Zeyong sat up and called out, "Come here."

The guard on duty responded immediately: "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

"Where is Rong Youtang?"

"Return to Your Highness, Mr. Rong is resting in the front ear room, he wants to tell him—"

"No need."

"Yes. Your Highness—"

"The king rests for a while."

"Yes."

It was dawn, the sun came out, the roof tiles pasting the panes were crumbled, and the room was bright.

Zhao Zeyong lay on his back with his eyes open, motionless.

After a long while, he turned his head and silently looked at the large area on the side of the bed—well, this time it was the king who didn't speak.But... there seems to be no valid reason to keep him?

The county government is so big, there are many vacant rooms.

That little cunning guy, sure enough, slipped away whenever he got a chance.

snort!

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Your Highness allows me to rest for a day!

Rong Youtang huddled under the blanket, ignored lunch, and slept luxuriously until he woke up naturally, his whole body was weak, and he stretched——

Yo huh?Is it still daytime?Tsk tsk, my sleeping skills really regressed.

Rong Youtang was very emotional, put away the bedding, sighed and washed.Slapping cold water on his face, he was immediately refreshed, and ran to the kitchen to find something to eat. Seeing that King Qing and others had gone out, he couldn't wait to go to the gate of the city.

How was the battle last night?

He was a little nervous and scared, but also extremely curious, his head couldn't control his legs, and he didn't ride a horse, so he ran to the front of the city wall in one breath.

From a distance, the city gate was wide open, and a group of busy people were crowded outside.

... cleaning the battlefield, burying the dead?

Rong Youtang slowed down, took a deep breath, but only smelled the deserted snow: yes, the rot is very slow in winter.

At this time, I heard someone jokingly shouting on the city wall: "What's the matter? You also helped to clean up the battlefield?"

Rong Youtang hurriedly looked up: Guo Da was smiling and looking down on the observation deck of the city wall more than ten meters high.

"Guo, General Guo!" Rong Youtang temporarily changed "Mr. Guo" according to the occasion.

"Want to come up?" Guo Da asked knowingly.

"Is it possible?" Rong Youtang said regretfully with his eyes: At present, I can't run ten kilometers in half an hour wearing a fifty-jin armor.

Guo Da laughed loudly: "You can come up when it's not a war."

"Thank you, General Guo!" Rong Youtang smiled, and climbed up the steps on the right side of the city gate, thinking to himself: It's not that I won't help clean up the battlefield, I have to go up to take a look and make mental preparations.

As a result, as soon as they went up, they found that the senior generals of the bandit suppression army were basically there, and King Qing was spreading out the map to study it carefully.

"Kowtow to Your Highness." Rong Youtang hurriedly saluted.

"Get up." King Qing didn't lift his head.Xin said: When the king passed by the ear room, he saw your kid rolled out of the board and lying on the ground.Really bad sleep.

Your Highness is thinking and cannot be disturbed.

Rong Youtang consciously walked to Guo Da's side, and looked down the city with him:

"Hey!" Rong Youtang blurted out, very surprised, and leaned closer to ask: "Mr. Guo, where is the enemy's body? Has the battlefield been cleaned? When did it happen?"

Guo Da flexed his fingers, flicked the opponent's head casually, and explained: "It was cleaned up half an hour ago. You are late, boy. I will remember to call you next time!"

"Our people—" Rong Youtang asked cautiously.

Guo Da put away the cheerful smile on his face all the time, and solemnly said: "Eighteen were killed in battle, and 25 were seriously injured."

"How do you deal with the aftermath according to the rules?" Rong Youtang asked with concern, feeling heavy in his heart.

Guo Da introduced in a low voice: "According to the usual practice: the body must be collected after the war. The commander will personally express his condolences and read out the sacrificial oration. This time the number of casualties is small, and it is estimated that they will be sent back to their hometown for burial. Discuss the female relatives as appropriate. If the seriously injured are still able to work, they will be sent to various post stations and military stations as idlers; if they cannot work, they will return to their hometown due to their injuries, and the court will distribute silver and grain to support them."

Rong Youtang couldn't help being angry: "Then Yu Xin really deserves to die, he actually embezzled the pension money of the fallen soldiers! How did he do it?"

"That kind of person has a dark heart, and does all the dirty things that lack great virtue." Guo Da pouted contemptuously.

A thin layer of fresh snow fell at the gate of the city, pure white and flawless, covering the blood-stained land.

Rong Youtang asked seriously: "Yu Xin will be beheaded, right?"

"Not enough." Guo Da flicked his finger on the opponent's head again, and said, "Ling Chi, Zhu Lian! The reason why the imperial court arrested them alive was not only to torture possible accomplices, but also to show the imperial court's clear understanding of rebellion through severe punishment. Attitude, shocking four fields."

At this time, a sentence came from behind:

"What are you talking about?"

Rong Youtang turned around: "Your Highness."

"Oh, I told him the rules of dealing with the aftermath of the battlefield." Guo Da moved away without showing any trace.

Zhao Zeyong looked at the city: "It is impossible to fight without casualties. I only hope that the aftermath can be dealt with properly, so that the soldiers will not be chilled."

"Hey!" Guo Da suddenly yelled loudly, and waved his hands in the distance: "Who are you? What are you doing in hiding? Come here!"

Rong Youtang hurriedly looked over: there were a few ragged people, men, women, old and young, they seemed to be a family.

"Xiao Er, don't scare people." Zhao Zeyong said gently: "It should be the people who saw the notice posted in the nearby prefectures and counties and went home. It is probably Songyang Town. It is the closest and the news is good. Go down and teach. How do the soldiers receive them, and they are forbidden to bring out the atmosphere of the Yuanshui camp."

Guo Da readily agreed: "Yes!"

"Your Highness, I'll help too—" Before Rong Youtang could finish speaking, he was interrupted: "No need, Ziyan will take care of it."

"Oh."

The two were speechless for a while, standing side by side by the city wall.

As the sun sets, twilight rises.

At the gate of the city, Guo Da chatted cordially with the returning Shun County residents, counted rice grains and settled money for them on the spot, and laughter spread far and wide.

"Your Highness." Rong Youtang plucked up the courage to ask for advice.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Zeyong lowered his head, his eyes very focused.

"Mr. Guo asked me to help surround Yu Xin last night." Rong Youtang looked around, and asked in a low voice embarrassedly: "If, when facing the enemy-fear of death, hands and feet are weak, and the mind is blank. How should this situation be?" what to do?"

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Who is not afraid of death? There is only one life."

"Fortunately, there were so many people last night. If I was the only one, I would definitely be unable to stop them." Rong Youtang frustrated.

"It can't be stopped. Yu Xin was originally the governor of the South China Sea, and his military achievements were obtained by exchanging the heads of Japanese pirates. His skills are good, so this king asked Ziyan to take more people." After a pause, Zhao Zeyong said solemnly: "There is a specialization in art. You are a scholar. You should look up to Tzuyu and be a civil servant."

Rong Youtang sighed: "War is really scary, so many people died in one night."

Looking at the mountains in the distance, Zhao Zeyong said openly and calmly: "There is no way out. Before I joined the army, I knew that I had to work hard. The Northwest was even more tragic. When cleaning up after the war, I often couldn't find the hands or feet of the dead soldiers. Pile, extremely difficult to distinguish."

Rong Youtang said in a low voice: "The relatives and friends will be so sad to see the remains of the martyrs."

"Die your life for the country, and mourn after death." Zhao Zeyong said in a deep voice: "The names of the dead are engraved on the stele and enshrined in the Martyr's Shrine. The common people often go to burn incense to pay homage. Every time a battle is won, it is always necessary to send wine and food to the Martyr's Shrine. Grandfather …is also listed among them, and if one day, this king dies in battle, his name will also be engraved on it."

Rong Youtang clasped the bricks of the city wall tightly with both hands, feeling extremely heavy.

However, Zhao Zeyong changed his voice and patted the young man on the shoulder: "Study carefully, and in the future, like Tzuyu, he will dispatch and mediate in the rear to raise food, grass and military supplies."

Rong Youtang solemnly nodded.

"Why don't you get medicine for your injury?" Zhao Zeyong asked with a frown.

"It will get better on its own in a few days."

When it was dark, the sentry lit a huge torch.

Zhao Zeyong turned around and went down the city wall. The passage was narrow and dark, only enough for two people to walk together.

"Go to the doctor and have a look, don't leave scars." Zhao Zeyong said with a slight smile, and said in a very low voice: "In the future palace exam, Father might choose you as a candidate."

"What?" Rong Youtang couldn't hear it very clearly, so he moved closer, youthful and energetic, and blurted out: "How can you tell that you are not the number one scholar? Since ancient times, before the exam, you have always said 'I wish you the number one student in high school', although everyone We all know that's a polite auspicious word."

Zhao Zeyong walked forward without squinting, smiling happily, and said solemnly: "If you want to be the number one scholar? You have to work harder. However, if you become the number one scholar, you may have to ride a horse in the Hundred Flowers Banquet after the imperial examination and among the new division Jinshi Going to pick flowers is worthy of the name."

"..." Rong Youtang didn't react, and asked blankly: "Why? Isn't it the rule that Tanhua Lang is in charge of picking flowers on horseback?"

Zhao Zeyong walked like flying, smiled without saying a word.

"Why?" Rong Youtang chased after him, eager to know the reason, and asked eagerly, "Your Highness, can't you tell me?"

Zhao Zeyong just smiled, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and handsome, the corners of his robe fluttered in the wind and snow, allowing the young man to ask questions from left to right.

As a result, when he returned to the backyard of the county government office and had dinner with Guo Da, the uncomfortable Rong Youtang still couldn't forget: "Why? When did the Hundred Flowers Banquet change the rules?"

——It’s really no wonder that he went deep into the horns!Because in his mind, every word of King Qing is a good word, worth pondering and remembering.

Guo Da was full, and couldn't bear to eat the bowl, hating iron for not becoming steel: "Don't think so complicated, my cousin is praising you for being good-looking! At first, Tan Hualang didn't refer to the first and third, but joked that he was young and handsome among Jinshi. Or, let Tanhua Lang ride a horse to pick flowers before the Hundred Flowers Banquet, just to please the eyes! Do you understand?"

Rong Youtang was stunned, and asked slowly: "So, Your Highness is joking?"

"Probably." Guo Da nodded vaguely, and announced: "I will use your bedding in the ear room before going to bed tonight, mine is too dirty."

"Then what about me?" Rong Youtang asked anxiously.

Guo Da took it for granted, "Squeeze with your cousin, he dislikes my sleepiness, alas~" but he doesn't dislike you.Guo Da left sadly.