Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

How long will the eighth prince stay here? !

Rong Youtang, who retreated to the side, immediately frowned secretly: His Highness the Eighth Highness is inconsistent, moody, and the servants who have been in contact with him all commented in private: It seems to be friendly, but it is actually difficult to serve.

"Inappropriate." Zhao Zeyong shook his head, expressly objecting: "The Northern Camp is still under construction, and recruiting has begun. It is noisy day and night. How can we rest here?"

Zhao Zening swayed the coquettish willfulness accumulated since childhood and had nowhere to vent in front of his trusted brother as he pleased.

"I think it's pretty good. Everything here is very fresh." Zhao Zening buried his head in playing with a few paperweights, sighing regretfully: "I haven't been here for a while, and the Beiying is very different! Why did I accidentally get injured? If I have been If I learn to do things, I can also see the process of changing the barracks with my own eyes. Sigh~"

Zhao Zeyong was quite relieved, and said: "Accidents are unavoidable, things have already happened, the most important thing is to rest in peace and recuperate. The emperor has ordered you to send errands after you recover from your injuries. Are you afraid that you will have nothing to do?"

"Hmph!" Zhao Zening poked down Leigao's paperweight with one finger, and finally showed anger, and said angrily: "Third brother, after you left this morning, my father sent someone to send me into the palace. I thought it was a good thing. In the end, it was my mother who made trouble again! She cried for a long time and asked me not to leave, but I am so old, is it appropriate to live in the harem prince?!"

Rong Youtang was suddenly embarrassed, and it was not easy to listen to other people's troubled family affairs, so he said immediately: "Your Highness, chat slowly, and this subordinate will leave."

Zhao Zening didn't take it seriously, and laughed bitterly at himself: "Everyone knows that, what is there to avoid? Take it as a joke."

"Yes." Zhao Zeyong nodded.

Rong Youtang bowed slightly, and stepped back quickly, avoiding it in fear: Your Majesty's family affairs, why am I meddling?

"That's why you traveled half the capital in a carriage? You even came to Beiying?" Zhao Zeyong asked.

"Yeah." Zhao Zening slumped back into the armchair again, exhausted while remaining angry, and said softly, "Third brother, I'm so stuffed up in my heart, I really want to never go back to the palace for the rest of my life."

Wang Zhaoyi is the woman of Emperor Chengtian, Zhao Zeyong really can't interfere in many situations.

Zhao Zeyong could only be relieved: "The imperial palace is home, and filial piety is the foundation of one's life. If you have time, you should go back and visit your family."

"Third brother, what should we do?" Zhao Zening's eyes were empty, helpless and desperate, and he murmured: "My mother seems to be really going crazy."

"What?" Zhao Zeyong was stunned, frowning and asked, "Is it your guess? Or the imperial doctor's diagnosis?"

"The imperial doctor is vague, and he prescribes heavy medicine for calming the mind. I guess, it's not far from being crazy." Zhao Zening raised his face, closed his eyes, and tensed his jaw, and said in pain: "You know, she always has some Extreme, suspicious, terrified all day long, it’s strange if I’m not crazy! I went back to the palace to visit today, I thought it was the same, but my sister cried quietly to me. She said that she was woken up in the middle of the night a few times recently, and my mother sat on the edge of the bed with disheveled hair. Humming to lull me to sleep, no response to calling or asking."

Zhao Zeyong frowned, guessing uncertainly: "Nocturnal excursion?"

"No." Zhao Zening shook his head resolutely: "Yiqi also said that tomorrow will be warm and even sunny, but mother will force her to cover the bed with five or six quilts and act like she is possessed. What's more ...My younger sister is 15 years old, and my mother recently found out the small wooden tub she used as a baby and insisted on helping her take a bath!"

Zhao Zeyong was stunned incomprehensibly, and after a long while, he carefully asked: "Is sister Qi injured? Does the emperor know?"

"Yiqi is in good health, but she was frightened. The nurse in charge of Ning Cui Xuan saw that something was wrong, so she reported it to the queen. The queen sent an imperial doctor to look at it, but she didn't dare to make up her mind, and now she has told her father." Zhao Zening was exhausted, After going around for a long time, I finally started to reveal my intentions: "Third brother, my mother is so confused now that she can't take care of her daughter carefully. According to the emperor's intention, it seems that she wants the queen to raise her younger sister."

Speaking of this, even Zhao Zeyong couldn't help sighing: "The queen is the mother of a country and the head of the harem. After the mother and concubine passed away, Xiao Jiu was immediately taken to Kunhe Palace to be raised?"

"There are some things...you don't need to say it clearly between us brothers." Zhao Zening sat up straight, cheered up, and said solemnly: "A few years ago, Xiaojiu was fostered in the palace, and the third brother insisted on protecting him, and even suffered a lot! Yiqi is soft and cowardly by nature. , introverted, reticent, timid, how can she serve the queen well? I don't worry."

"What servant?" Zhao Zeyong frowned disapprovingly, and immediately retorted: "The third younger sister is a princess, with golden branches and jade leaves, who dares to ask her to serve? Even if she serves the elders, there is only filial piety. If anyone in the harem slanders and slanders, she will be tied up." Hand it over to Li Deying!"

As an elder brother, it is very inappropriate to demean his own sister so badly in words.

"Third brother taught me the right lesson, I was the one who lost my word in anxiety." Zhao Zening took a deep breath, and pleaded, "My mother has had many conflicts with the empress and concubine these years. Yiqi was very scared, and she said she dared not go to Kunhe Palace."

"Then you mean—"

"No. My mother is in the palace. If my younger sister also leaves the palace, she will definitely go crazy." Zhao Zening interrupted clearly, pointing out clearly: "Yiqi and Yishan are about the same age, and have similar temperaments and interests. Like Concubine Shu, she is very kind."

"Second sister is quiet and gentle, she and Yiqi get along really well." Zhao Zeyong nodded, except for the eldest princess, his other two younger sisters are very well-behaved and docile, making people love him.

Zhao Zening said solemnly: "Before leaving the palace today, when I went to greet Concubine Zhuang, I already asked quietly. She and Sister Shan both welcome Yiqi, but it's a pity that they can't speak up and can only wait for the emperor to make arrangements."

"It's natural. As long as the etiquette is still there, concubines are no better than queens."

"Third brother, help Yiqi! She has been terrified of seeing the queen and concubine since she was a child." Zhao Zening begged.

"Don't worry, that's my sister too." Zhao Zeyong said.He pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Yiqi is not a young prince, this is much easier. But you must give Father a reasonable reason, don't make him difficult."

"I understand this. The queen's mother is all over the world, and no one can casually brush her face." Zhao Zening remained expressionless.

Zhao Zeyong pondered for a while, and proposed: "Yiqi and Yishan are about the same age. Yishan just reached Ji last year, and Yiqi Qiyue and Ji. Now there are only two princesses in the harem. Let Yishan be the elder sister to teach the younger sister. Spend some money." It's time for preparation and ceremony."

"Excellent!" Zhao Zening clapped his hands and said happily, "It's just what I thought! Anyway, the Queen has been very busy recently, so she has no choice but to take care of Yiqi. Third brother, have you heard? Father, I don't know what to think. I sent my second brother to be responsible for tax collection, but I also sent my eldest brother to help!" Hahaha, let them fight to the death, I am happy to watch the excitement.

"I heard it a little bit." Zhao Zeyong said casually, got up and urged: "It's not easy to travel in the dark, and the carriage is more likely to bump, you go back now, and enter the palace together tomorrow morning, before the emperor's orders."

"Okay. I knew that you would definitely help Yiqi!" Zhao Zening achieved his goal, stood up contentedly, and said with a smile, "I was afraid that my third brother would always be too busy to rest in Beiying, so I rushed here to ask for help."

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows: "Always?"

"Occasionally, once in a while." Zhao Zening tacitly agreed, and finally became sensible for a while, and said righteously: "Then I'm going back? I won't disturb your business."

Zhao Zeyong nodded, and immediately arranged for someone to escort his younger brother's car back to Prince Qing's Mansion.

The Beiying school ground has not yet been leveled, and only one row of barracks has been built for the time being. There is a shortage of housing. Fortunately, there is still a piece of the original Fangjia Village farmhouse that has not been demolished.

Hong Lei and more than a thousand people are currently living in the end of the West Village. Except for the hut, the rest can be placed everywhere: it is spacious if it is said to be spacious, and it is quite simple if it is said to be simple.

Working hard day and night, heavy and exhausting, the generals are selfless and ruthless, and ordinary people are prone to resentment.

But Chen Ji and the others were used to exercising since they were young, so they adapted better.

It was time for dinner, and those who were not on duty swarmed into the kitchens, forming a long queue in an orderly manner.But there was no general in sight, because their meals were delivered to the barracks by their soldiers.After becoming a senior, there are naturally many tangible and intangible benefits, which are the same in all walks of life.

At the same time, the candidate recruits who participated in the training could not be seen.

——Meals are limited to two quarters of an hour, and the only seats in each kitchen are exclusively for veterans.

Since the scholar's robe is too abrupt in the military camp, Rong Youtang is mostly dressed as a personal guard.When the spring supplies were distributed at the beginning of the month, in addition to the regular reserve clothes and trousers, he also received three sets of personal guard uniforms made by Prince Qing's Mansion.

Rong Youtang was going to go back to the warehouse concierge for dinner. There were his bedding and desk in that room, and it was the place where he stayed when he was too busy to go home.

He is familiar with the way, and his steps are brisk, passing through the stone dump and a piece of ruins, and taking a small path to the kitchen near the warehouse——

Suddenly he raised his eyes and saw three recruits to be selected sitting in a circle, gobbling voraciously while discussing angrily: "Huh, I know how to build relationships!" said a square-faced and bulbous-nosed one, and his companion in a blue robe that had been washed white on his left was not convinced. Said: "General Guo was surrounded by a few of them as soon as he arrived, with a playful smile like a mangy dog, it's disgusting to look at!"

"Well, they are all from the capital, and the rumors sound like they have a strong family background." The man in the black robe was dejected, and lamented: "We are all from other places, let's train hard, just hope that we can stay, don't mind your own business. "

……

Rong Youtang listened to a few words, backed away quietly, took a detour to leave, wondering: General Guo?

When he walked to the right side of the kitchen, he saw hundreds of soldiers waiting to be selected in a circle, with Guo Da in the middle.They are eating.

In the past half a month, the recruits to be selected have consciously stayed away from the limited seats in the kitchen. After finishing their meals, they went to the open space next to them, standing, squatting or sitting in the open air, and hurriedly shoveled their meals.

Guo Da is a high-ranking general, or an eminent nobleman, but he is quite approachable outside the school: he stood, holding a big bowl of clean food, and encouraged everyone: "The northern camp has not yet been completed, please bear with it. Soon, the barracks will There will be, and there will be dining halls!"

Zhuo Qing was a small and bold man, the most daring to speak and do. He held the food and didn't care about eating, crowded beside Guo Da excitedly, and asked loudly: "General, will the southeast depression really open a canal to divert the river water to become a big lake? I haven't showered for ten days, and my body stinks, if only there was a lake!"

Chen Ji hurriedly pulled back his excited cousin: "Come back, don't crowd the general."

Guo Da asked in a good mood: "First, are you sure you can stay? Second, can you swim?"

"Yes—ah!" Zhuo Qing was secretly pinched by Chen Ji, and he barely restrained himself and backed away.

"You brat." Guo Da scolded Zhuo Qing with a smile, then turned his head and saw Hong Lei who was also pushing beside him, but he didn't dare to speak.

After struggling for half a month, Hong Lei became darker and thinner, but his eyes were very bright, and there were still a few mouthfuls of food left in his bowl——Guo Da suddenly went to the kitchen to eat in person today, and he came out with an empty bowl to ask questions Instantly attracts everyone's attention.

"Hmph, another brat." Guo Da's friendly smile didn't change, and he suddenly raised his leg to hook Hong Lei's ankle!

Fortunately, Hong Lei reacted quickly, he quickly dodged sideways, and blurted out: "Are you sneaking?"

"Soldiers are not tired of cheating, it's your carelessness." Guo Da plausible, squinting his eyes, raised his hand and pointed to the rice grains that Hong Lei accidentally dropped on the ground when he dodged, slowly scanned the crowd, and said sternly: "Food is hard to come by. Extravagance is strictly prohibited! You just discarded seven grains of grain, which violated military discipline and should be punished."

Hong Lei was dumbfounded and at a loss.

The rest of the people retreated one after another, and retreated again, holding on to their jobs tightly, tensely on guard.

"How about it, since you are new here and don't know the rules, run ten extra laps today!" Guo Da ordered.

Oh ~

Rong Youtang finally understood!

Previously, there was a criminal who couldn't finish eating and threw away coarse grain steamed buns for fun. After the incident, he was sent back to prison immediately.Recently, some recruits who were dissatisfied with the high-intensity training vented their anger on the food.Of course Rong Youtang had to take care of it, but Guo Da bumped into him when he was secretly ambush to observe these few days.

Mr. Guo must be beating and deterring some people.

Cough cough, Leizi is really relied on by Mr. Guo, he muddleheadedly cooperated to complete the plan to kill chickens and monkeys...

Rong Youtang couldn't bear to look at Hong Lei's blank and wronged face!

"What are you all doing in a daze?" Guo Da asked suspiciously, and kindly reminded: "There is still half a quarter of an hour before the end of the meal." After speaking, he handed the empty bowl to the soldiers, and Shi Shiran left with his hands behind his back. The recruits of the meal.

Guo Da saw Rong Youtang head-on, and the audience was full of people, and the latter hurriedly saluted and greeted him.

After approaching, Guo Da asked in a low voice, "Where is His Highness the Eighth Prince?"

"He was talking with His Highness when I left." Rong Youtang told the truth.

Guo Da frowned and said nothing.

"But according to His Highness, it is suggested that he go back to his residence to recuperate." Rong Youtang comforted in a low voice, thinking: Mr. Guo always eats in the main tent, but when His Highness is present, he always tries to avoid it as much as possible.

Guo Da was lost in thought for a moment, and urged: "Go eat quickly."

Fortunately, when Rong Youtang was about to go back to the city and passed by the main tent, several attendants of the Eighth Prince could no longer be seen.

He was instantly relieved!

"Why are you in a daze?" Guo Da greeted with his head: "Come in."

Rong Youtang stepped in with confidence, and still deliberately asked: "Where is His Highness the Eighth Prince?"

Zhao Zeyong replied: "Go back."

"Oh."

Rong Youtang and Guo Da looked at each other and smiled.

The next day, another ten-day holiday

After spending half a day with his adoptive father pruning the flowers and trees, Rong Youtang carried the cakes to visit the Ninth Prince as usual.

"I really want to go out for a walk!" Zhao Ze'an said eagerly.

"Isn't Your Highness Yun?" Rong Youtang smiled.

"But the master has arranged a pile of books. If I don't study hard, what will happen if the emperor suddenly checks? What if he is not happy and asks to go back to the palace to study?" Zhao Ze'an was very distressed.

Rong Youtang reassured: "It's okay, His Majesty must be relieved to have His Royal Highness King Qing in Beijing, otherwise how could you leave the palace?"

Zhao Ze'an couldn't help but said, "Actually, I want to go to Beiying."

what?

"But, but there is really nothing interesting there." Rong Youtang persuaded earnestly: "Not only is it not fun, but also sand, gravel and dust are flying around, it's easy... to distract your eyes."

The golden and precious little prince is deeply loved by His Majesty, if there is any slight bump, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhao Ze'an's big eyes were black and white, and he shook his head, shaking his messy short hair, and sighed decently: "My brother said the same thing, it seems that I can't go to Beiying." Zhao Ze'an raised his white and tender face , grabbed Rong Youtang's hand and pulled it closer, and asked: "It's really interesting to go back to your house for dinner, can I go again?"

"Of course, the humble house is always waiting for His Royal Highness to come!" Rong Youtang changed his voice, and added tactfully: "His Royal Highness Prince Qing agrees. His Royal Highness is a precious person, so you must be careful when going out."

"Hmph, he's been looking for starlings when he's free recently, and he doesn't come to see me at all—" Zhao Ze'an just complained, and his brother asked dignifiedly behind him: "Really?"

Rong Youtang turned his head: "His Highness is back?"

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong wore a loose robe, his hair was half wet, obviously he had just finished bathing.

Zhao Ze'an lowered his head to eat his snacks and didn't speak.

"Xiaoba has a broken bone, he recovers very slowly and often feels pain, shouldn't he be more concerned?" Zhao Zeyong asked gently.

"You should care about it." Zhao Ze'an seriously reminded: "But after watching him, you should come to see me anyway. I don't know how to do the homework arranged by the master. I wanted to ask you."

Zhao Zeyong smiled, raised his hand to smooth his younger brother's messy hair, and said apologetically, "What's the problem? Let's take a look."

Zhao Ze'an quietly gave Rong Youtang a look, and randomly took a piece of homework and gave it to his brother.

Rong Youtang understands, cooperates with a smile, and helps the Ninth Prince from time to time, secretly helping the Ninth Prince, who is strong and yearns for his brother's care, to fulfill his wish: King Qing is very patient, and he explained for half an hour, from concise and concise to quotations, the Ninth Prince finally came Means "barely understand".

After finishing the homework and taking care of the rest in person, I finally made my brother happy.

Rong Youtang left with King Qing, ready to go home.

The guards tactfully followed from a distance, and quietly waved away the idlers and others.

"His Royal Highness said that His Majesty spoke, and he dared not stop studying, lest he be called back to the palace to study." Rong Youtang laughed.

"Father is afraid that Xiao Jiu will be playful and lazy and waste his time. Appropriate restraint is necessary." Zhao Zeyong smiled affectionately, and said in a compromised way: "Since he is arguing to go to your house to play, he must go along once, so as not to worry about it." It suffocates people."

"His Highness the Ninth Prince probably thinks life in the city is novel." Rong Youtang said straightforwardly: "There is no one in my family who is not welcome, but I am unable to fully protect the little prince, so I dare not invite."

"My king will naturally accompany me."

"That's fine, just let me know in advance, so that my father won't be in a hurry."

Zhao Zeyong nodded happily.

Twilight is deep, and the lights have already begun, and a pair of red lanterns are hung at intervals in the curved corridor.

They walked out of the curved corridor and down the steps into the dark garden, where the shadows of trees danced everywhere and the fragrance of flowers filled the air.

One after the other, they strolled quietly for a long while, and when they reached the rockery, Zhao Zeyong suddenly stopped and asked seriously: "The results of the Guozijian assessment have been released, why didn't you report it?"

King Qing's tall body blocked the way, so Rong Youtang had to stop, thought for a while, and said solemnly: "It's an irrelevant matter, His Highness is busy with business, I forgot for a while." In fact, I was excited to tell that day, but the Eighth Prince Diverted, calm down and think about it: It's not a high school in the examination hall, so don't make a high-profile announcement, it seems so immodest.Then put it on hold.

"It doesn't matter?" Zhao Zeyong raised his voice slightly.

Rong Youtang immediately made amends and told in detail: "Your Highness, I am no longer in Guirang Hall, but have been promoted to Wuxin Hall. Moreover, Master Jijiu Road ordered me to study in Wenchang Tower in the morning. He is a well-learned Confucian, and he often mentions it Dot, I am very grateful!"

"Well." Zhao Zeyong's tone returned to normal, and then he turned around and continued walking, and said: "Lu Nan is knowledgeable, he is the backbone of the Qingliu, you follow and study hard, and strive to worship him as a teacher before enke in the middle of the year, nothing but profit One disadvantage."

Rong Youtang smiled wryly: "All the students in the Imperial Academy wanted to worship Lord Jijiu as their teacher, but none of his disciples had been confiscated."

"I can't help you in this matter—"

"Of course!" Rong Youtang said in awe, "In case Mr. Lu misunderstands that His Highness is persecuting you."

It was dark, the night was deep, the lanterns were dimly illuminated, the cloves were fragrant, and the magnolia petals fell on the body.

"You did well in the exam this time, what do you want?" Zhao Zeyong stopped and asked in a low voice, facing each other, almost clinging to each other.

"What do you want?" Rong Youtang couldn't react.

"Every time Xiao Jiu gets an excellent grade in his homework, the king will reward him."

"But I'm not a child anymore, so I don't need rewards." Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Zeyong smiled, and picked up the magnolia calyx from the opponent's hair.

"What's on my head?"

"this."

Rong Youtang reached out to take it, Zhao Zeyong handed it over, his fingertips were stained with the fragrance of flowers, and stroked the other's earlobe.

Rong Youtang shuddered, unable to bear the seemingly invisible stimulation, and subconsciously wanted to retreat... Unfortunately, there was a tall mirror stone with the name of the scene behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

Zhao Zeyong embraced the man in his arms, and the latter immediately looked around nervously, for fear that someone would pass by.

"Your Highness, I-"

"Don't be afraid, that's all." Zhao Zeyong hugged for a moment, kissed his forehead, and then kept his promise and let go.

Rong Youtang returned to the corridor, took advantage of the opportunity to lead Qing Wang, and pretended to be nothing had happened:

"It's getting late, Your Highness, I have to go back." As soon as he finished speaking, something was stuffed into the palm of his hand by King Qing, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but was held down.

"Open it when you get home." Zhao Zeyong instructed, under the dim light of the lantern, he was smiling, very handsome.

Rong Youtang nodded slowly: "Okay." What is it?He was very curious.

at the same time

Thousands of miles away from Hezhou·Inn

"My lord, the son's medicine is ready."

"Xu'er, get up and drink your medicine." Rong Zhengqing hurriedly helped his bedridden nephew up.

The 16-year-old Rong Xing's face was as white as paper, and she was barely able to support herself. She was weak and smiled bitterly: "Fourth Uncle, why don't you take someone to the north first? I don't know how long it will take for me to recover from this illness. I should take care of you along the way, but now I am coming."

"Nonsense! How can I feel at ease leaving you in this strange place?" Rong Zhengqing comforted his nephew with kind words: "It's just that the environment is not acclimatized. It's not surprising that you are traveling far for the first time."

Rong Xing drank the concoction in one go, panting, sweating profusely, had diarrhea and vomited one after another, crushing the otherwise healthy young man in a short time.

"Fourth Uncle, my illness—"

"The diarrhea has probably stopped today, don't think about it, just take a few more doses of medicine and you will recover!" Rong Zhengqing asserted loudly.

But Rong Xing was unavoidably frustrated, and said guiltily: "We should have entered Beijing long ago, but it's all because of my poor health that delayed me so far. Fortunately, I left early, otherwise you would definitely not be able to catch up with the Ministry of Industry to take up the post."

"Heal with peace of mind, we'll make it in time." Rong Zhengqing tucked up the quilt for his nephew, and said sadly, "Your aunt and cousin Mingtang have been away for three or four years, and the cause of death is strange, but that bastard Zhou Renlin deliberately avoided it. We must investigate and find out!"