Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Taifu Han wants to kneel? !Nowadays, except for the court, when the monarchs and ministers meet, even His Majesty mostly excuses him from the ceremony!

Guo Da couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously tried to stop him - no matter what, he couldn't be made to kneel down. He was a veteran of the two dynasties and a colleague of my grandfather before his death. It would be ugly to spread the reputation of my cousin!

"Teacher must not!" Guo Da blurted out.

"Sit down and talk." Zhao Zeyong, with quick eyes and quick hands, supported the person firmly, and personally sent him back to the seat. He frowned and asked, "Why is Tai Tuo doing this?"

Han Feihong changed his expressionless and solemn appearance before, and insisted on refusing to sit down. Instead, he tried his best to persuade Zhao Zeyong to sit down. He stood up, senile and guilty, and said, "His Royal Highness, don't let the old minister down! Although Gouzi was wronged, he was also at fault. He was incapable of teaching his son, and the old minister was duty-bound, so he dared not shirk it! If it was at home, no matter how the dog gave up rice, food, and pastries, the old minister would support him, and it was only for His Majesty , do good deeds for the success of the country, and for the small family. But the army is no better than the family. He serves under your command, and he should do his duty and do his best. "Give up cakes to coax the children." This is something that is done outside, but it should not be done in the army. The errand is not rigorous enough!" After heavy reflection, Han Feihong raised his eyebrows again, panting, and sternly scolded his only son: "You still have the face to complain? If it weren't for your negligence, how could you have fallen into the trap of the villain? You have a small skill? You are a father on weekdays. How did I teach you? When you came to Beiying, the errands were handled so-so, but you recruited a lot of trouble! How much time and energy was wasted on His Highness King Qing? Nizi! Kneel down! Why don’t you rush to His Highness King Qing and the Eighth Prince? Your Highness begs for sin? His Highness Eighth has rushed to help you because of your affairs, and you have been hurt so badly, if His Majesty hears about it, you don’t know how much your heart aches!"

After the reprimand, Han Feihong frowned in disappointment, coughed, his lungs were muffled, and he said earnestly to Zhao Zeyong, "I'm ashamed, I'm really ashamed! Your Royal Highness, King Qing, has the full authority to judge. There will never be dissatisfaction.”

At that time, the elders and important officials of the court stood, staggering and staggering, and the heart of a strict father and loving son was clearly visible.And the words are extremely modest, and he is respectful to the prince—even the eighth prince who was born to his daughter's dowry girl.

"The Tai Tuo understands righteousness so well, this king should be ashamed." Zhao Zeyong got up again, and forced the old man to sit down.

Ginger is really old and spicy!

Everyone knows that giving food to beggars and poor people is called a good deed and accumulating merit.

Rong Youtang was amazed: Taifu Han's words, although gentle and courteous, mercilessly labeled Fang Yan's family as "villains with ulterior motives and tricks to frame innocent people", and publicly reprimanded his son, expressed his guilt to the injured eighth prince, and dealt with him. The power is handed over to King Qing.Watertight, let people have nothing to say.

Han Rukun was trained to kneel obediently, not daring to contradict even a word, obviously he was in awe of his father.As expected, he said respectfully: "Ashamed of my humble position, I would like to let His Royal Highness King Qing judge you." Then he kowtowed to the eighth prince and pleaded guilty: "It was because of the trouble caused by your humble position that you were injured. Your Majesty is willing to accept any punishment."

Zhao Zening hung his left arm, his body was covered with blood spots, stains and dust all over his body, he was quite embarrassed.He stood up and bent over to help Han Rukun, and said with a generous smile, "Mr. Han, please get up quickly! I was injured not because of you, but because of my carelessness. The village was dark at that time. We thought we had found Fang Xiaozhen who had run away, so we went all out to find Fang Xiaozhen. Chasing, who would have thought that not only did not find anyone, but fell down! The first time I went out of the palace to experience, not only did not help the third brother, but added to the chaos. It's embarrassing!" Zhao Zening looked very embarrassed, with the reckless look of a stupefied kid on his face.

Han Rukun couldn't help being moved, but the long-term strict family training made him habitually and subconsciously look at his father——

"Thank you, the Eighth Highness, for forgiving my son. But the prince has suffered such a serious injury, and the veteran dare not hide anything. You must tell your majesty, or at least let your majesty know, otherwise it will be a crime of deceiving the emperor." Han Feihong solemnly cupped his hands, and said helplessly : "Nizi, why don't you thank me quickly?"

Han Rukun kowtowed respectfully: "I am humbled to thank Your Highness for forgiveness!"

Rong Youtang thought to himself: Taifu Han, Han Rukun, and His Royal Highness King Qing will all play an explanation for this accident, and I don't know how His Majesty will deal with it.

Zhao Zening was in a hurry to dodge and dodge, hanging his left arm, dodging and moving flexibly, with a heartless indifference, and said with a smile: "It's none of your business, I fell by myself. Third brother, send them away quickly Well, I have never seen such an unreasonable woman when I grow up, I guess her face is as thick as an imperial wall!"

"Eighth Brother, you are injured, sit still and don't move around." Zhao Zeyong instructed gently, and then taught with a straight face: "It is discussing matters, be more serious."

"Oh." Zhao Zening sat back bored, without concealing his disdain, and looked curiously at Fang Eniang from time to time: Fang Eniang was tied up and gagged because of making noise, but she still couldn't help crying.Fang Xiaozhen grew up overnight, she had never read a book, she only learned how to write her own name from the girl in Li Zheng's family, but miraculously understood what Han Feihong said.She lowered her head, shrunk her neck, shrugged her shoulders and folded her chest, wishing she could hide in the dust under her feet, weeping silently, and quietly grabbed Rong Youtang's hem, thinking: Master Han's father is right, I'm just a poor beggar, I go to him again and again Beg for food.People only think of doing good deeds, but my family wants to post it.

"Fang Shi, Fang Yan is injured and cannot be present, and your in-laws are old and weak, so you will represent the Fang family." Zhao Zeyong said solemnly: "You can loosen the ties, but you must restrain yourself and keep calm, and don't cry. Can you do it?" ?”

Fang Eniang nodded desperately.

"Release." Zhao Zeyong ordered.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Fang Eniang lowered her voice, rubbed her bound arms, coughed while clutching her neck, knelt down aggrieved and decadent, turned her head to take a look, Fang Xiaozhen obediently walked out from behind Rong Youtang, her face pale, kneeling by mother's side.

"The Han family voluntarily handed over the power of disposal to this king, what about your Fang family?" Zhao Zeyong asked.

Fang Enniang was extremely unwilling, of course she was unwilling to fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain, losing her husband and daughter and gaining no benefits. She was able to run rampant in Fangjia Village for decades, but it was not completely out of her wits, it was just useless on the right path. .She hugged her daughter, and said sadly: "His Royal Highness, the women know that they are wrong! It's all because we are too nervous. My daughter, when I heard that Dani went to meet strange men every day, I was very anxious, and mistakenly thought it was my daughter. She was coaxed into being innocent by someone, so what can she do? If Da Ni loses her reputation, Er Ni won’t be able to find a good husband’s family. How can our poor and lowly family withstand that blow? That’s why I misunderstood Mrs. Han.” As she said that, she took her daughter to kowtow to the father and son of the Han family, and begged: "You two have great fortune, power and power. We are blinded by lard, so we are confused and confused to offend the nobles. Raise your hand high, please forgive us once!"

Han Rukun quickly dodged, and felt that his chest was congested even if he took a second look. He had never experienced such disgusting anger in his life, so he hurriedly raised his voice and begged: "His Highness King Qing will uphold justice!"

After Fang Eniang felt that she had done a good job in face, she turned her head and begged King Qing wholeheartedly, begging for medical money inside and outside the words.

——For many conflicts, when conditions permit, it is best to use money to resolve them.

Zhao Zeyong pondered for a moment, and carefully said: "The Fang family made a mistake first. They wronged and slandered others. After being testified by many witnesses, they first blocked and pushed them, which caused a quarrel between the two parties." After a pause, he looked at Han Rukun and said : "But you also fought back. After being pushed and shoved by many people, you fought Fang Yan out of self-defense and kicked Fang Yan to the ground. In the end, the back of his head hit the gravel of the courtyard wall, and he bled into a coma. Quite heavy."

Han Rukun raised his head and made it clear: "His Royal Highness, I really couldn't fight back because of my anger, but after a few blows, Fang Yan's wife and Fang Yan's parents took out their poles and beat them. It is an accident that he got injured and knocked his head, but it turned out that he was not hindered by the humble job and he was seriously injured, so the humble job is willing to pay a certain amount of silver taels in one lump sum to settle the matter." Bankruptcy and misfortune!

——Who made my Han family rich and his Fang family poor?If we don't give some money, the whole world will blame us!

Fang Eniang's eyes lit up immediately.

Zhao Zeyong nodded: "You are innocent, but you can make concessions in consideration of the overall situation, very good."

The eighth prince looked at Fang Eniang, whose eyes lit up when he heard "compensation silver taels" with contempt.

After Han Taifu made his statement, he sat still, squinting his eyes and meditating like an old monk.

"That's the case," Zhao Zeyong ordered: "Come here, draw up two documents immediately, specifying the reason for the payment and the amount to be determined by the Han family. The Fang family will not be entangled in the future. If they continue to be entangled, they will go to court, and it will be hard for them." Today’s lenient treatment!” Then he warned the witnesses: “You know the facts all the way through, and it is strictly forbidden to spread rumors at will, and those who violate it will be punished as defamation!”

All the villagers hastily swore to promise that they couldn't keep up, scrambling to promise not to discredit and misunderstand.

If it didn't happen in the high-profile Beiying, your move is really looking for death.Rong Youtang sighed secretly: Is Taifu Han easy to provoke?The two dynasties' holy favor, your majesty's young gentleman!

In the end, the Han family gave Wenyin 250 taels at once, which was worthy of the name.

But Rong Youtang knew that this matter was not over yet - in His Majesty's mind, the combined lives of Fang Yan's family could not compare to the broken left arm of the Eighth Prince!

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the emperor can conceive many concubines in his lifetime, but only nine princes and three princesses can conceive in October, be born smoothly, and grow up safely.As for others who were stillborn or died in infancy?Who knows.

Therefore, no matter what the eighth prince is, he is one of the rare sons raised by Emperor Chengtian. Tiger poison still loves his son, let alone human beings?

not long

The father and son of the Han family went back to the city in a carriage, and the villagers of the Fang family dispersed. Zhao Zeyong said: "Eighth brother, you have a bone injury in your arm and you can't ride a horse joltingly. You can only stay for one night. You will catch a car tomorrow and make a soft ride." The arranged carriage will come, and I will take you back to the palace to recuperate—"

"I don't!" Zhao Zening interrupted nervously, strongly resisting, and excitedly said: "Third brother, I have only been out of the palace for a few days? You are going to send me back!"

Zhao Zeyong patiently explained: "But isn't this your broken bone? The Beiying camp is shabby and not a good place to heal your wounds. If you are injured for a hundred days, if you are negligent, you will suffer for the rest of your life."

"Third brother, I don't want to go back to the palace!" Zhao Zening was restless and begged, "I can do things like this. Look, it's okay. It's not the right hand, it's just the left hand. Look!" Walking back and forth in front of my brother.

Zhao Zeyong felt a slight headache, squeezed the center of his brows, and persuaded with a pleasant face: "Eighth brother, heal your injury first..."

Guo Da and Rong Youtang looked at each other, both a little embarrassed, and consciously lifted the curtain to go out, leaving the tent to the two brothers.

"What time is it? I haven't had dinner yet!" Guo Da grinned, "I'm going to starve to death."

The familiar sentinel outside the camp said: "General Guo, it's almost the end of Xu."

Guo Da groaned, "No wonder, my stomach hurts from hunger."

Rong Youtang joked: "Then why are you covering your belly button?"

"Wow you!" Guo Da flicked his finger, and scolded with a smile: "Haven't the bully warrior ever read a book?"

Rong Youtang smiled and said: "Stop coaxing people, I have heard His Highness say that you were studying in the Imperial College back then, and you never attended lectures, but you were able to answer the questions fluently, making the Master so angry—"

"Ai ai ai! It's alright, it's alright, the hero doesn't mention the bravery of the past." Guo Da hurriedly waved his hand to stop, waved his hand vigorously, and ordered: "Go! Go find something to eat, first fill your stomach and then talk."

"Okay." Rong Youtang happily followed, and told with full expectation: "When I passed by in the evening, I saw Uncle Qiu killing chickens."

"What delicious food did you make?" Guo Da complained in high spirits, "I was hungry before it was dark, and I have endured it until now!"

The village is silent, and the stone road is deserted.

"Your Highness didn't eat, I don't know when they will discuss it." Rong Youtang said softly.

Guo Da obviously paused, looked around a few times, raised his arm to press Rong Youtang's left shoulder, and whispered: "Brother Rong, please remember: whenever His Highness the Eighth Highness is present, you should stay away from His Highness!"

"Why?" Rong Youtang asked tentatively.

"No reason!" Guo Da flicked the opponent's forehead, sighed, and thought: According to years of vague observation and experience, I can't even be my cousin, and you can't even do it.

The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding and a feeling of sympathy.

"Thank you, Mr. Guo, for your suggestion." Rong Youtang was very grateful, and the two walked side by side, as if they were siblings, and walked to the nearest villager's house.

"Uncle Qiu?" Rong Youtang called out.

"Where's our dinner?" Guo Da yelled feebly.

Soon, the door opened, revealing a warm and hazy light. The man in charge came out to greet him, and said courteously: "I thought the nobles had returned to the city for dinner. Why are you so busy today? The food is all hot on the stove. Hurry up." Please come in!"

Then the housewife came up to her and asked, "Aren't you sending them to the camp?"

"Set aside a part, we will eat here, and send the rest to the camp, and invite your highnesses to eat." Guo Da ordered.

"Hey!"

The couple quickly got busy with quick hands and feet: the woman wiped the table, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and set aside vegetables for the meal; the man put the other part into the food box, watched his wife make it up, and returned to the house with the children to close the door before greeting in peace. : "Two adults take it easy, the villain will go to the camp now."

"Go."

In the empty main room, only Guo Darong and Youtang sat opposite each other to eat.

"Slow down." Rong Youtang didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at Guo Da who was devouring.

"I'm so scared, and no outsiders will see it!" Guo Dahun didn't care, he ate boldly, and said with emotion during the interval of serving the meal: "As long as I'm outside, I eat like this, and there are many rules at home. My brother doesn't know what's going on. He always regards himself as his master and me as his student."

Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, and comforted him: "Fortunately, Your Highness doesn't care about these things."

"Haha, he can't do anything about it!" Guo Da said cheerfully, "I stayed with my cousin in the Northwest for ten years, and he was very strict in the first few years. Just turn a blind eye to the minor ailments that can't be solved."

Rong Youtang didn't laugh, but was very envious: "Oh, I don't have such a good brother!" The distinction between the concubine and the concubine makes the Zhou family's rear house fight to the death, it is a real life and death.

——Although you don't have a good brother like your cousin, in fact... it's almost the same, even better.Guo Daxin said.

"Your Highness treats younger brothers and sisters really well." Rong Youtang was envious and envious.

Guo Da expressed his feelings: "It's hard to say the other way around."

"How to say?" Rong Youtang subconsciously asked.

Guo Da picked up his rice bowl and said vaguely, "What?"

Rong Youtang understood clearly that the other party didn't want to talk in depth, so he changed the topic casually and said, "This fried chicken is delicious, it's tough enough, and the bone has been removed."

"Yes." Guo Da agreed with satisfaction.

Rong Youtang was too hungry, his stomach was numb, but he couldn't eat much, he slowly counted the rice grains, and suddenly remembered to ask: "The one-month deadline has come, is it time for His Majesty to visit the northern suburbs?"

Guo Da finished three bowls of rice in a blink of an eye, rubbed his stomach contentedly, and reminded: "Don't ask casually about this kind of question, it's considered spying on the emperor's trace. But it's still okay to ask me."

Rong Youtang hurriedly said that he was taught.

"Your Majesty promises everything, and I'm sure." Guo Da lowered his voice: "But no one knows the exact date, including my cousin. Do you understand that the king's heart is unpredictable? Just wait."

Rong Youtang nodded respectfully.

After the meal, the two each held a bamboo tube of potato and taro sweet soup from the farmhouse to escape the cold, talking and laughing as they walked to the tent.

"It turns out that you are going to have a rest tomorrow and the next day, no wonder you are so relaxed."

Rong Youtang said with a smile: "If I had to go to the Imperial College tomorrow, I should have been anxious."

"Have you seen Lu Jijiu? Is he still so fierce?" Guo Da asked jokingly.

Rong Youtang shook his head: "I only glanced at it from a distance. Master Jijiu taught law studies above Wuxintang, and I'm still in Guirangtang."

Guo Da encouraged: "I remember that the Imperial College will be assessed every two months. You should work harder and strive to be promoted to a higher level in one year!"

Rong Youtang said softly: "That's what I thought, but I'm sorry to say it, I'm only telling you one person now."

"Hahaha~" Guo Da laughed loudly, raised his hand and slapped Rong Youtang staggeringly, and quickly pulled him back, like teasing a child.

However, when Guo Da lifted the curtain and entered the tent, he found that the food was still on the table, the oil had solidified, and there was no trace of heat.

There was no one in the tent.

"Your Highness?" Rong Youtang called out in doubt.

"Where are the people?" Guo Da walked around the front and back of the tent and asked the guard, "Where did they go?"

"Return to General Guo: His Highness the Eighth Highness was unable to ride back to the city on horseback because of a bone injury. Because there was no floor heating in the tent and it was too cold, the two Highnesses went to Lizheng's house to borrow a kang."

"Okay, got it." Guo Da put down the curtain, walked around a few times with a frown, sat down, and put the sweet soup in a bamboo tube on the table.

Rong Youtang kept silent, picked up the charcoal ash, added charcoal, and then put the cooled food on the charcoal cage to heat.

"Cousin may not come back to eat, it is very likely that he will dine with His Highness the Eighth Highness at Li Zheng's house." Guo Da said leisurely.

"Yeah." Rong Youtang sat on the ponytail, reached out to warm the fire, and muttered, "I'll just warm it up."

"We're not going back to the city tonight." Guo Da reminded, and asked, "What are your plans?"

"The gates of the city were closed early." Rong Youtang said helplessly, "Brother guard, who I entrusted back to the city in the evening, passed by and sent a message to the shop manager to tell my father."

"Okay." Guo Da sniffed. He had been busy in the northern suburbs for a month, and he was rarely in a daze. He also moved the stool to the carbon basin, warmed up the fire together, and muttered: "It's colder in the northwest. If he had gone, How should my cousin take care of me?"

Rong Youtang was already thoughtful, but at this moment he blurted out a startled question: "Could it be that His Highness the Eighth Prince wanted to go to the northwest?"

Guo Da thought for a moment, turned his head and looked around, leaned closer to each other, and said softly: "It's not a secret, it's okay to tell you: he has always wanted to. Two years ago, he was 16 years old. He formally won His Majesty's consent, but Wang Zhaoyi I resolutely opposed it and gave my cousin a hard... talk, but it didn't work out afterwards."

There is still that one?

Rong Youtang was in a daze.

"Hey," Guo Da said with an elbow, "Although it's not a secret, it's not a good thing either. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Rong Youtang came back to his senses, and hurriedly said seriously: "Thank you, Mr. Guo, for telling me, I will keep my mouth shut!"

at the same time

The east house is the most spacious and clean in Fangjia Village. The kang is well-heated and warm.

There were only two brothers in the house.

"I never took those things to heart, so forget about them too." Zhao Zeyong comforted.

"No!" Zhao Zening shook his head, his eyes were dull and irritable, and he poured out pain: "Third brother, my mother didn't target you on purpose back then, she, she... I don't know why, she always felt that someone was going to harm me. When I was young, I already knew I walked, but she hugged me all day long and wouldn't let me go to the ground or go out to play. I really don't know why. When I grew up, she didn't let me go out of the palace to practice. Over the years, my father actually sent me a few errands, but It was all disturbed by her, I—" Zhao Zening was lying down, with his left arm hanging in front of his chest, and his right hand grabbed the hem of his brother's clothes, so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Zhao Zeyong said earnestly and earnestly: "You still have a mother, but Xiaojiu and I have long since disappeared, especially Xiaojiu. I treat you like Xiaojiu, and I will definitely not be separated because of Wang Zhaoyi's few words."

"But I feel uncomfortable." Zhao Zening's eyes were flushed: "Only the third brother is willing to help me, but my mother is so stupid, which makes you ashamed."

"It's all in the past, if you don't mention it, I will forget it." Zhao Zeyong said openly, and he said seriously: "You don't want to go back to the palace, and you don't want to go back to the palace, but I can't decide, I have to inform my father. "

Zhao Zening pursed his lips, obviously unhappy.

"Everything has been properly arranged here, you can rest assured, if you have something to call someone, they will be outside." Zhao Zeyong instructed, ready to return to the tent.

Zhao Zening turned his head to the inside, and insisted stubbornly: "Anyway, it's good for me to stay here to recuperate!"

"I will try my best to convey your meaning, go to sleep." Zhao Zeyong had no choice but to turn and leave.

——Why is the eighth brother more difficult to persuade than the little nine?

Zhao Zeyong shook his head.

When he returned to the tent, Guo Da and Rong Youtang were sitting together in front of the charcoal basin to enjoy the fire.

"Your Highness." Rong Youtang stood up.

"Cousin!" Guo Da bounced: "Is everything arranged?"

Zhao Zeyong nodded: "Xiaoba is at Lizheng's house." He looked tired and walked more slowly than usual. Seeing Rong Youtang holding a bamboo tube in his hand and staring at him with concern, his tense heart couldn't help but relax a lot, approached He asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

"Sweet soup made from sweet potatoes and taro." Rong Youtang handed over the bamboo tube, intending to show the other party.

However, Zhao Zeyong took it away without even looking at it, and began to drink "Wait—" Rong Youtang was stunned, and hurriedly reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, I drank it before!"