Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

——Want to crush people to death by rank?

Rong Youtang, who followed closely behind, thought: In terms of grades, Han Ruhai is higher. Judging from his tone, he really wants to crush Sang Jiacheng to death with his grades.

However, although the ranks in the army are strict, they also value brotherly loyalty very much.As long as we have fought side by side through life and death, even if we have been separated for many years, we will sit down, drink and eat meat, talk about the past when we have the opportunity, and laugh at each other, sigh with emotion, and pat our shoulders and fists if we don't have the opportunity.

Does it say no clothes? With the same robe.

When Han Ru was sent overseas to Guanzhong, he served under Sang Jiacheng's command. After two years of service, he successfully returned to Beijing with his meritorious service and was promoted. It must be inseparable from Shangfeng's support and approval, even if it is to give way.According to common sense, Han Ruhai should always respect Sang Jiacheng at least on the surface, but he yelled at the former Shangfeng and yelled arrogantly based on his rank, his face was really ugly.

What's more, listening to the quarrel between the two involved a human life. It seemed that the deceased named Meng Hua was still their mutual friend.

Intricate!General Sang has to be careful, Han Ruhai has a grand uncle after all, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

Rong Youtang has inadvertently stood up to Sang Jiacheng - in fact, in the army where heroes are judged by military exploits, most of them are from poor backgrounds, fighting bravely with their heads on their belts, only respecting strength, like Han Ruhai, The backbone of the ancestor's eight lifetimes has been poked off long ago.

"What's going on?" Guo Da stood on tiptoe and looked in, everyone hurriedly let him in, Guo Da paced up and down with his hands behind his back, and said in a dignified manner: "Everyone, we are carrying out military affairs, don't care about the third rank, the third rank, and the good rank No rank, you must obey the commander! His Royal Highness Qing is still a super rank. Has any of you ever heard of him even mentioning half a word? A man is a man, earning military merits and rewards is for honoring his ancestors and conferring his wife and son—hey, why? Some people talk to themselves all day long? Afraid that others don’t know? Huh?” Guo Da walked up to Han Ruhai, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, raised his eyebrows and asked, “General Han, the third rank, do you know the reason?”

"You—" Han Ruhai was so angry that his nose turned crooked... Oh no, it was really crooked by Sang Jiacheng.

Several generals in Guanzhong couldn't hold back their laughter. They all saw that King Qing and Guo Da were secretly helping their generals, so they were naturally relieved.

"Your Highness, sit down." Rong Youtang found two chairs from a messy corner, dragged them to the top of the room, and invited King Qing to take a seat. This is the dignity a coach must have.

Zhao Zeyong nodded in satisfaction, and sat upright with a golden knife on his horse, his eyes deep.Rong Youtang went to ask Guo Da to sit down and talk again.

After the big fight, Sang Jiacheng and Han Ruhai consciously knelt down, waiting for punishment.

"Oh, I don't understand." Guo Da was heartbroken, sighed, sat down slowly, and said to King Qing seriously: "Your Highness, what should we do? Both of them are generals, and they are not under your command."

Zhao Zeyong was furious, and reprimanded him mercilessly: "Since ancient times, the emperor has broken the law and committed the same crime as the common people! As generals, you two actually fight in private, insult each other, break the law knowingly, and seriously violate discipline! This king was worried about the court's cultivation of generals. It was not easy, and I was rushing back to Beijing to report on the handover, so I endured it and mediated several times. Who would have thought that you have no idea of ​​repentance and restraint, and you have made such a fuss, if it gets out, how will the government and the opposition talk about it?"

With a "bang", the furious Zhao Zeyong snapped off the armrest of the chair.

The coach was furious, and those who had just watched the brawl hurriedly knelt down collectively.

"Your Highness, calm down." Guo Da persuaded in a good voice: "The two of them are indeed too shameful. But even if you get angry again, don't delay your majesty's request to return. Beijing is still waiting to interrogate Yu Xin."

Rong Youtang understood early on: people really need good helpers.For example, King Qing and Guo Da, cousins ​​have a life-threatening friendship, and they have a very tacit understanding. They are red-faced and white-faced, singing together, and firmly controlling the situation.

"Hmph!" Zhao Zeyong snorted heavily, and said expressionlessly: "Don't think that I can't do anything to you! I don't have time right now, so I have to enter the palace before tomorrow's key-but you! Regarding this violation of discipline, this king We will play it out according to the facts, and let His Majesty see what kind of generals the imperial court has raised!"

Han Ruhai was extremely unconvinced, and defended in a low voice: "I didn't fight back, it was Sang Jiacheng who hit me."

Sang Jiacheng knelt up straight, he was angry, but not directed at King Qing.Then he sincerely apologized and said: "Your Highness calm down, the general is too sad and impulsive. He made a mistake under your nose. He really shouldn't be punished. Please punish him!" He kowtowed firmly.

Zhao Zeyong was silent.

"General Sang," Guo Da said with a headache, "You are indeed impulsive. It is very difficult for our Highness to handle this in full view."

"I beg your Highness to punish you!" Sang Jiacheng kowtowed heavily, and the burly and strong man in Guanzhong, who was as tall as a mountain, choked up his tears and said, "Xiao Meng died too unjustly, and I can't help but see the murderer in the end—"

"Shut up! What do you think I'm doing?" Han Ruhai couldn't kneel for a moment, screaming for grievances, and said nervously: "Your Highness, Sang Jiacheng has no evidence, and just opened his mouth to smear and frame me—"

A deserter, a coward, maybe a murderer.Rong Youtang repeatedly lowered his impression of Han Ruhai, contemptuous to the extreme.

"You're presumptuous!" Guo Da's expression changed suddenly, he got up suddenly, kicked Han Ruhai to the ground, his eyes widened, "How dare you call yourself 'Lao Tzu' in front of His Royal Highness King Qing? It's really disrespectful! Offend!"

Han Ruhai was kicked, his face was completely lost, he wanted to get angry, but he was tongue-tied in an instant, and then he realized what mistake he had made, he hurriedly got up and knelt down, kowtowed like garlic, begging for mercy: "Your Highness, forgive me, the last general will not No offense intended, a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue! Your Highness, forgive me, your lord has a lot, please forgive me!"

"You offended my father, the present majesty, how can you forgive me lightly? If you don't punish you, this king will be a son of man!" Zhao Zeyong said coldly, "Pull it down, and you will be punished thirty times. This king will also It is a crime of disrespect to participate in you in the booklet."

"Yes!" Several personal guards swarmed up, dragged the man away, and carried out the order to the letter.

Han Ruhai was so frightened that his face turned pale and his soul was lost. He shouted for mercy, but no one paid any attention to him.

After a while, the sound of "cracking" sticks and the tortured begging for mercy came from the next door.

Zhao Zeyong was speechless: at least he was a general, and he howled so loudly when he was beaten without saying anything beforehand!Alas, there is no bloody backbone.

His own general was scolded, and the officers and soldiers of the Yuanshui Camp all blushed, but they couldn't beg for mercy. After all, Han Ruhai was indeed wrong.But it is necessary to work together to besiege Sang Jiacheng, otherwise they will not be able to follow Han Ruhai.Therefore, the general Lin Peng bit the bullet and went out, and deliberately said loudly: "Your Highness has reasons and evidences, rewards and punishments are clear, and I will not be convinced! But General Sang also participated in the conflict. If nothing else, I will dare to use the head Guarantee: Our general Han basically didn't hurt anyone, but General Sang shot very hard, beating our general like that!"

"The last general dares to guarantee. Although our general, although his tone is impulsive, he has no intention of doing anything." Ma Haobo was too ashamed to raise his head.

Wan Tao also stuttered, and had to shout loudly: "Your Highness, the last general and everyone else can testify: General Sang really did it first!"

——It's not that your general didn't fight back, but because he is not an opponent, right?Rong Youtang was quite skeptical.

Guo Da couldn't help laughing until his facial muscles twitched.

"General Sang, were you the first to do it?" Zhao Zeyong asked seriously, "If you dare to do it, you must dare to do it."

Sang Jiacheng admitted dejectedly: "Yes. Your Highness, it was the last general who made the first move. The one surnamed Han is really too rampant."

Yes, General Sang!Like you, many of us can't get used to people with the surname Han.Rong Youtang silently supported and encouraged.

"Okay, at least you can quickly admit your mistake." Zhao Zeyong nodded, then changed his voice, but frowned and admonished: "It is inevitable to have quarrels. If you use force every time to solve it, wouldn't it hurt the peace of your colleagues? You don't like this That's right. Besides, General Han is far inferior to you in skill, so what's the point of winning? Is the reputation of being a bully good to hear? Generals also have to cultivate their morality properly, and they must control their fists, lest the world always misunderstand that their soldiers are rude and barbaric. "

uh~

His Highness said what he said, and directly labeled the surnamed Han as "a weakling who uttered wild words and quarreled, and was beaten badly"?

Rong Youtang sympathized with the generals who looked at the Yuanshui camp: Han Ruhai, who was beaten next door, didn't know what his expression was, but he pitied his subordinates, all of them were ashamed...

"Your Highness taught you the right words. I know I made a mistake this time, but I never bully the weak. Please punish me!" Sang Jiacheng was grateful and kowtowed frequently.

Guo Da's heart was full of joy, and he quietly tapped his fingers to beat Han Ruhai's painful howl, almost shaking his head.He hated that guy extremely: a coward, a wimp, a coward and a fear of death.After charging and retreating, rewards for meritorious deeds grab the front.

Bah, get rolling!

Rong Youtang also felt relieved, and tried to tense his expression.

Zhao Zeyong glanced at the end of his eyes, and saw the eyes of the people around him glisten with joy, and they pursed their lips into a suppressed smile.He lowered his head and brushed off the sleeves of his robe, and said to Sang Jiacheng seriously: "I don't understand your grievances, and I don't want to overstep my power to manage it at will. I can only tell the Holy Master, and ask him to make a decision. But, you are in charge of this king. Fighting with colleagues in the army, you can't do without punishment. Sang Jiacheng."

"The last will obey!"

Zhao Zeyong ordered with a straight face: "You know the law and make mistakes, fight for private matters, violate military discipline, and be punished. But I think you are a first-time offender, and you have a good attitude of admitting your mistakes-go out, run fifty laps around the post station, and then go on horseback. Two hours! The rest of the people who watched the excitement but did not stop them, should be punished, and they should all go out and run fifty laps of this station! If anyone steals and cheats, it will be doubled!"

"Yes."

"As ordered."

Twenty or thirty generals were fined and resigned.It is certain to lose face, but there are quite a lot of people, and I am not outstanding, so it is right to exercise at night.

——Compared to being blamed alone, it's much better!

At the same time, Han Ruhai happened to have finished his torture, clutching his bruised buttocks, moaning and screaming in pain as he was dragged back, his embarrassing appearance was fully seen by his colleagues, he wished he could poke the eyeballs of the people opposite him, and cursed viciously: "What are you looking at?" look?"

"Hmph!" Sang Jiacheng looked down contemptuously from above, and led everyone to run around with his head held high.

Prince Qing's personal guards were in charge of the execution, and the beating was done in a well-regulated manner. The staff in the army was both humiliating and painful, and it would not be good to stay out of bed for a month or two.

Han Ruhai yelled "Ai yo Ai yo", thanks to his obesity, rough skin and thick flesh, his muscles and bones were not damaged, only skin trauma.

"What?" Zhao Zeyong sat upright and asked, "This king punished you, but you refuse to accept it?"

Han Ruhai couldn't even kneel down, his head was glistening with cold sweat, and he said with a mournful face, "Don't dare."

"Don't you dare?"

"Oh, take it! Take it! I won't be convinced!" Han Ruhai hastily changed his words, and raised his hand to slap himself on the mouth, scolding himself: "I told you to talk nonsense, I told you to speak nonsense, I told you to be disrespectful..."

"That's enough." Zhao Zeyong waved his hand patiently, and said in a deep voice, "Take him down, return to Beijing, and hand him over to Taifu Han himself!"

"As ordered."

Yuanshui soldiers came out tremblingly, seven or eight people worked together to carry Han Ruhai back to the room, and rushed anxiously to seek medical treatment without mentioning it.

outsiders dispersed

Rong Youtang was amazed, he gently opened a gap in the window and looked down:

I saw a group of soldiers running circles around the post station, which occupies a large area. They all worked very hard and wanted to finish the run as soon as possible and go back to sleep.

After observing for a while, Rong Youtang turned his head and sighed softly: "Guan Zhong's army ran fast and steadily, Yuanshui's army can't catch up."

Belonging to two camps, the military man has a great temperament and loves face, and fighting openly and secretly is inevitable.Even if it is a penalty run.

Guo Da said helplessly: "In a few hours, you should see that Guan Zhong's army has finished running, and most of Yuanshui's soldiers are panting, rolling their eyes and dragging their legs due to exhaustion."

"Lack of exercise on weekdays is the consequence." Zhao Zeyong frowned and shook his head: "This king mentioned it a few years ago: the Yuanshui camp guarding the capital is of great significance. It must practice hard day and night and find ways to improve actual combat experience. The result? This time when the bandits were being suppressed, the emperor suddenly ordered Yuanshui soldiers, Taifu Han specially selected more than a thousand elites for the sake of looking good, but it’s still like this—” Zhao Zeyong stopped, sighed, and concluded: “However, we can’t blame them.”

"A raging soldier, a raging nest" Guo Da said bluntly.

"Your Highness, He Zhongxiong is sure that he has colluded with the Jiufeng Mountain bandit den. Since he has been arrested, why don't you take him back to the capital and hand him over to Governor Hejian instead?" Rong Youtang asked.

After the dispute was settled, Zhao Zeyong got up and went back to the house, and patiently explained: "Collude with rebels is a capital crime, but the court has a system. He Zhongxiong should be escorted by the state capital to Hejian Province, and then sent to Beijing by the governor. It is not appropriate for this king to exceed his authority again and again. "

"That's right. From the state capital to the provincial capital, you can cut off many complicated pleading relationships, and if you sell the governor's face, he will suppress his subordinates." Rong Youtang sighed sincerely: "Otherwise we will offend too many people! "

This "we" refers to Prince Qing's Mansion, and Rong Youtang subconsciously included himself in it.

Zhao Zeyong was very comfortable listening.He opened the door and entered the room, and said with a smile: "Don't be too happy. In a few days, you will find that we have actually offended a large number of officials."

"What are you afraid of?" Guo Da raised his chin proudly, and said confidently: "This time, it's not that we dislike someone, but that—" he said and stretched his finger to the sky: "I'm angry. Otherwise, kill the chicken." How can you use a butcher's knife? Why did you send us to suppress bandits? It's overkill."

Zhao Zeyong frowned: "Be humble."

"There are no outsiders here, and I'm not boasting, I'm telling the truth." Guo Da spoke plausibly.

At this time, there were a few knocks, and the guards reported through the door: "Your Highness, the night is long and cold. The post station has stewed mutton and pasted pancakes. It has been inspected and is edible. What do you think?"

"Go in. Remember to subsidize, don't call the post station to move the public. By the way, call the kitchen to give the soldiers an extra supper, no matter what, hot noodle soup is the best, and it will be my king's account." So many people were punished tonight, it should be appropriate To appease, the way of the emperor, is to give both grace and power.

"Yes!"

Guo Da laughed so hard that he could see his teeth but couldn't see his eyes, and said happily: "It's still the rich and rich people in the suburbs of Beijing who eat so well!"

The mutton is stewed, and it is really a large piece of meat. It is fried with heavy seasoning, and dried mushrooms are added to absorb oil.

After Guo Da saw his cousin moving his chopsticks, he immediately forked up a large piece of meat with his chopsticks, and ate the cake with a "crack-crack~" taste, which was always heroic.

"It doesn't smell bad. If you don't like it, you can eat cakes." Zhao Zeyong personally served a bowl of mutton, and said gently to Rong Youtang.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Rong Youtang sat down in a daze, a little wanting to refuse, but then remembered that he had eaten at the same table countless times before... Forget it, never mind, that matter is over.

Guo Da said without raising his head: "Why are you being polite, Brother Rong, there are some occasions where we can't help it, but in private, as long as we have meat to eat, you will also have meat to eat! I have been in the Northwest for a long time, and I will not talk about Beijing. That set is empty, eat it quickly, this mutton stew is very good - what is this?" He raised his chopsticks.

"Dried Hericium erinaceus." Rong Youtang added nostalgicly: "I also put the stewed mutton at home."

"It's kind of interesting." Guo Da was quite interested, and a pile of bones quickly piled up on the side of the bowl.

Zhao Zeyong looked at the meat basin a few more times.

"Your Highness, this is slightly sweet and quite fragrant, try it?" Rong Youtang broke half of the cornbread and handed it over.

Zhao Zeyong readily accepted, broke off a small piece and ate it, and said, "Not bad." He grew up in a deep palace, received strict education, cultivated etiquette deep into his bones, and was born with a good self-discipline, so no matter when and where, his words and deeds The manners are all calm and dignified.

"Xiaoer, when will the Guozijian start this year?" Zhao Zeyong asked.

Rong Youtang immediately pricked up his ears.

"The sixth day of February." Guo Da poured the second bowl like a cloud, and said to Rong Youtang with a smile, "Don't worry, my brother has already prepared it. He is a classmate of the Guozijian Jijiu. The smell... cough cough Zhiqu Congenial, general stereotyped master personality. Do you understand me when I say that?"

Recalling the unsmiling eldest son of the Guo family, Rong Youtang nodded understandingly.At the same time, he was very worried. After thinking about it, he still asked, "Your Highness, I'm going to study in the Imperial College. How are you...?"

Zhao Zeyong took the other party's bowl, stirred it gently with a big spoon, found several Hericium erinaceus, scooped them all up, and said slowly: "I hope you will work hard. The Imperial College has a lot of talents, go in and polish your eyes." Make more good teachers and friends." After speaking, he sent the refilled bowl back.

"Thank you, Your Highness, I'll do it myself." Rong Youtang was a little flattered, but he was more concerned about important matters: "I will definitely study hard. But—" He looked around, lowered his voice and said anxiously: "It's almost February, Your Majesty The commander of the Northern Suburb Camp has not been announced yet."

"Come on, it's just a few days." Zhao Zeyong comforted: "Don't worry, you won't be turned into a punching bag for Prince Qing's Mansion in Guozijian."

"Hahaha~" Guo Da took the time out of his busy schedule to laugh twice.

"I'm not afraid of this." Rong Youtang was very anxious: "I just don't want you—"

"Okay, this king understands." Zhao Zeyong's eyes focused and smiled: "Eat quickly, we will talk about everything when we return to Beijing."

Rong Youtang had no choice but to endure it forcefully.

It was the first time in half a month that he ate such a sumptuous meal, and he should have been happy physically and mentally, but when he thought that King Qing might be sent to the northwest again, Rong Youtang ate everything like chewing wax, tasteless.

The bandit suppression army returned to the capital at noon the next day.

The Yuanshui soldiers returned to the camp, and the Criminal Department was waiting early. Zhao Zeyong handed over the bandit leader Yu Xin, and then said to Rong Youtang: "This king will go to the palace immediately to face the saint. I will make up the annual leave owed to you and go home to rest." A few days, but don't miss the start date."

"Don't dare to miss it!" Rong Youtang hurriedly presented the gift to Zhao Ze'an: "Can you give this to His Highness Jiu? It was cleaned."

Zhao Zeyong smiled, took over and said: "Troubleshooting. However, this is half of the king, otherwise Xiao Jiu will feel that brother doesn't care about him enough."

"Okay, His Highness Ninth Prince will be happy." Rong Youtang said with a smile.After a pause, he solemnly persuaded: "Your Highness, please be careful. A few big and small things get mixed up. If you really can't do it, let it go and discuss it slowly after returning home. Your Majesty will always let you take it easy."

Zhao Zeyong squeezed the wooden carved box tightly, remained silent for a moment, and urged in a low voice: "Go home and get together with your family."

"Yes."

Standing at the gate of the palace, Rong Youtang, carrying a burden on his back, watched as King Qing, who had hurriedly washed and changed into court clothes, got on his horse and ran towards the palace without stopping.

Ugh.

Has His Majesty changed his mind in this lifetime?He doesn't want King Qing to stay in Beijing?

Rong Youtang was preoccupied, so he adjusted his mood when he walked to the door of the house, put on a happy smile, knocked on the door and shouted: "Father, I'm back!"

In an instant, there was a loud ping-pong-pong sound inside, Rong Kaiji didn't even put on his shoes, he put on his robe indiscriminately, opened the door happily, snatched the child's luggage, tears flickered: "Finally back! Come inside! "

The butler's eyes were also red, and the bamboo tube was like beans, and he said in fear: "The young master hasn't come home for half a month, and he hasn't even come back for the New Year. The master and I go to Prince Qing's mansion to ask questions every day, but we can't ask anything, oh, it's scary. ! We thought—"You made a mistake in the palace and were secretly dealt with!

When ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, they really have nowhere to ask for help, waiting to die in a hurry.

"Don't talk about that, as long as you come back safely." Rong Kaiji hurriedly stopped him, looked at his son carefully, and said with distress: "Why is he so dirty? Hurry up and boil some hot water for food!"

The little Rong's mansion became a mess because of Rong Youtang's return, running around and shouting happily.

"I went to Hejian to suppress bandits with His Royal Highness King Qing. I wanted to tell my family, but the military does not allow publicity." Rong Youtang explained apologetically, and he took out many earthen instruments and distributed them one by one.

"Suppress bandits?!"

The Rong family were dumbfounded.

Father Rong raised his sleeve and pressed his eyes, choked up and said, "Okay, just come back safely."

Rong Youtang cheered up, and comforted him in every possible way for half the night before coaxing his adoptive father to feel a little relieved.

"Since His Royal Highness King Qing allowed you to rest for a few days, you should take a good rest. Seeing that you are so thin. You will go to the Imperial College to study in a few days." Rong Kaiji rambled on, wishing to eat his son's meat during dinner. Make it all up!He personally inspected the carbon basin, mattress, pillows, and curtains, and said solemnly: "Sleep, and wake up when I call you tomorrow, you understand?"

Rong Youtang was very cooperative: "Remember. Don't worry, I'm fine. Your Highness is really not a violent and cold-blooded person."

"Tang'er, but you can't forget... ah!" Father Rong reminded vaguely, his face full of anxiety.

Rong Youtang was stunned, and after a while he said in a low voice: "I haven't forgotten, how dare I forget?"

After blowing out the lamp, he reached out and took out something from under the pillow, and while he was meditating, he rubbed and played with it unconsciously.

——It was the sword fighting jade pendant given by King Qing during the Chinese New Year.