Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Fourth Uncle, there are some things...nephew, I don't know whether to ask or not." Rong Yu was cautious, and his eyes burst out with strong curiosity.

With a brief wave of Rong Zhengqing's hand, the two servants who followed him to the north quietly retreated.

"Ask." Rong Zhengqing sighed, wearing a frost-colored satin robe with silver-gray leaf patterns, sitting upright with his hands clasped on his knees, rigorous and dignified.

"My aunt brought only one maid back then, how did they find the capital? 20 years ago, the canals were far less accessible than they are today, thousands of miles of water and land, full of dangers, it is really unimaginable!" Rong Yu was amazed.

Rong Zhengqing closed his eyes and lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "It's a long story, but all in all, everything is the fault of Zhou Renlin's ungrateful white-eyed wolf!"

"That's right!" Rong Xing echoed righteously, but in fact he didn't understand the inside story.

Rong Huaijin was a taboo of the Rong family.Children who listened to rumors and went home curiously when they were young would be severely reprimanded by their parents, causing great grief to their grandparents. As a result, the younger generation such as Rong Ting knew little about the legendary aunt who "run away from home".

"Father was the head of the academy back then. He admired Zhou Renlin and pityed his poor family. He supported him many times and covered all the expenses for his study and admission to Beijing for the exam. Bi Lu turned his face and repented, and disregarded the promise to marry the daughter of a high-ranking official as his wife. My sister was deeply in love and couldn't accept the fact that the other party had changed her mind. On impulse, she did the stupid thing of leaving home privately! Alas!"

Rong Ting plucked up the courage to ask: "Fourth Uncle, how did Auntie and Zhou Renlin make a kiss? Is there a book?"

Rong Zhengqing shook his head regretfully: "No, it was just a verbal appointment. Zhou Renlin proposed to marry him back then, but in fact, he and his sister had already made a private decision for life. His father trusted his proud disciple very much, so he agreed, and told him to take the exam with peace of mind. , Willing to entrust her daughter, unexpectedly we all missed it. Zhou Renlin hid it too well, everyone in the academy knew about it, and no one praised it. In our small water town, in hundreds of years, there have only been a few Tanhuas in total? It can be seen that his knowledge is there, but his character is inferior and despicable."

"It's strange that my grandfather is so sad and disappointed, and the heart of a gentleman has filled the belly of a villain! But who knows that Zhou Renlin's appearance is inconsistent? That fellow knows that he has no face and is afraid of being held accountable. He has not dared to return to his hometown for more than 20 years. I didn't even hire someone to sacrifice and sweep, so I'm getting more and more inhumane!" Rong Xing was filled with anger, although he hadn't witnessed all kinds of things back then, he could explode just thinking about it.

Rong Zhengqing sighed: "Parents have four sons, only one daughter. Love is like a treasure, and she is honored like a pearl. My sister is gentle and virtuous, and she is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although she did something stupid because of love, it is not all her fault. My sister disappeared back then. At that time, I was just as old as you. At first, I thought she was thinking about it and committed suicide. I frantically searched in and out of the city. After all, who would have expected her to enter the capital? After searching for several days, I finally found out the news from the ferry lady. My father led the eldest brother and the second brother to chase after overnight, but it was a step too late, and by the time they found Zhou Renlin's house, my sister had already committed herself to be a concubine."

Rong Yu was speechless for a long time, thought for a while, and asked softly: "I heard that grandfather wanted to take aunt back to his hometown by force?"

"That's right." Rong Zhengqing shook his head frequently: "Grandfather has been the head of the academy for half his life, and his daughter who went to Beijing to find elopement is considered disgraceful and her name is ruined. He has a loving and tolerant heart and wants to bring his sister back, even if he cries. It doesn't matter if it lasts for three or five years, and finding another suitable in-law's family, wouldn't it be better than being a concubine and dying in a foreign land?"

"Why on earth does my aunt refuse to go home?" Rong Yu was very puzzled.

"Zhou Renlin's bastard's rhetoric deceived and deceived you. Your aunt used deep affection and was not deeply involved in the world. She paid for it wrongly and refused to go home! Zhou Renlin hid her whereabouts and became a coward. His father and brother were insulted by Zhou's wife. , In the end, my father was so angry that he uttered harsh words, saying that Ming's kindness was broken, and he went home seriously ill, resigned as the head of the mountain, and has retired to the present." Rong Zhengqing was heartbroken, and suddenly got up, pacing hurriedly with his hands behind his back, and said helplessly: "Later, Mingtang was born. , A woman has a child, no matter how hard it is, she can bear it! I only hate that I was young and powerless, and my father and brother were strictly controlled. , and gradually decreased, I was not at ease, I tried to visit Beijing secretly several times, but was chased back by my family before I left the state capital, they were afraid that I would be impulsive and provoke Zhou Renlin to be killed by his father-in-law Ping Nanhou."

Rong Xing said guiltily: "Three or four years ago, I only hated me for being young and not being able to accompany you to Beijing. My aunt and cousin died strangely and were buried hastily. Zhou Renlin actually walked away to hide in Luchuan. It is obvious that there is something wrong in my heart." .”

"Officials and officials protect each other." Rong Zhengqing sighed and sighed: "A few years ago, I came to Beijing alone and braved the heavy snow in the north. I am also as unaccustomed as you, sick and out of shape. You are full of anger, but you can't break away from the Zhou family. The gate, return in embarrassment."

Rong Rong was extremely indignant: "The Marquis of Pingnan was lawless and bullied others! You were a high school Jieyuan in the provincial examination, but you were blocked from entering Beijing to take the examination, and you were forced to seek an official position as a juren. You started from the master book, and it took 20 years before you were finally dismissed. If you choose to join the Ministry of Industry, you will almost ruin your future."

"It all depends on my father's ten years of teaching, otherwise my Rong family will never have a bright future."

"Fourth Uncle, will we participate in the scientific examination...?" Rong Yu was inevitably worried.

Rong Zhengqing taught earnestly and earnestly: "Read your book with confidence. In the past, there was no one in the court who suffered a disadvantage, but now he is favored by the governor, and he is able to fill in the vacancy and join the ministry. I will plan the scientific examinations of my nephews. Don't be afraid, Xing'er, the road ahead is smooth It broke out."

"I'm not afraid!" Rong Ting raised his head and said forcefully, "I'm afraid I won't follow you to the Beijing Academy."

"Okay!" Rong Zhengqing was very pleased, and said smugly: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub? Zhou Renlin and his father-in-law obstructed my Rong family in every possible way. They have endured it for many years, and finally waited for the opportunity. If he has the ability, he will kill someone and silence him. Otherwise, I will always One day the ugly face of Zhou Renlin's hypocrite will be torn!"

at the same time

Rong Youtang, who had no idea that his uncle and cousin had entered the capital, respectfully asked his adoptive father to rest, then hurried back to his room, closed the door, and couldn't wait to take out the things King Qing gave him from the secret compartment beside the bed.

He kept his promise, and endured watching it until he got home—but every time he got home, he was surrounded by booing and asking for warmth!Needless to say, Rong Kaiji also had a housekeeper and old Zhangtou and his wife. The four old people looked forward to the young master's return all day long, rushing to take care of every detail of basic necessities of life.

What's in the bag?

Rong Youtang was lying on the quilt, unconsciously smiling all over his face, and suddenly opened it unhurriedly, turning it over and over again to look at the surface: it was a bell-shaped purse bag half the size of a palm, plain nude embroidery, ice blue silk surface , cool and smooth touch, noble and elegant.

He reached out and touched it curiously.

Hmm... feels like jade?

Rong Youtang was full of interest, the corners of his mouth curled up in joy, he slowly unsealed the seal, and poured it lightly: a suet jade plaque, shiny and delicate, pure and flawless.

The jade plaque is moderate in size, lying quietly on the water-colored quilt, under the light of the candle, the light is soft, and it is decorated with Zigang style. The exposed side is carved with a smooth and freehand bas-relief knife technique, which is lifelike and impressive. marvel.

Too precious!

Your Highness's actions are always extraordinary.

Rong Youtang laughed and sighed again, happily distressed.

In the next moment, he naturally flipped the jade tablet over, and according to Zigang's style, the poem should be engraved on the back.

His Highness is both literate and martial, and he must also be good at poetry. I wonder what he will write for me?

Rong Youtang was looking forward to it, held his breath, and looked intently:

The jade tablet was turned over, but there was no poem on the back, and there was only a vigorous and powerful "Qiu" in the center.

Qiu?

Why engrave "Qiu"?

Rong Youtang was stunned, frowned, took a closer look in confusion, and muttered in a low voice: "Did His Highness give it wrong? But this handwriting belongs to him."

In the blink of an eye——

Rong Youtang's eyes stared straight, and suddenly he put down the jade tablet as if it was hot to his hand, and lay down on his back in panic, then rolled over to the corner of the bed, lying motionless on his stomach!

Qiu, Qiu Xiaoyou.

I disguised my "real name" in my false identity.

In fact, my real name is Zhou Mingtang.

King Qing never forgets, especially for the person he loves, he remembers all kinds of his life, especially the rough life experience of Rong Youtang.Therefore, when he presented the Ping An jade plaque, he deliberately wrote down the other party's real name, hoping to express his comfort and encouragement.

Unexpectedly, it was completely self-defeating.

Rong Youtang's mood instantly fell from a high altitude to a trough, depressed and uneasy, and he didn't know how long he was in a daze before he managed to pull himself together, put the elegant and gorgeous jade pendant back into his purse bag, and locked it in the deep drawer silently.

Then, he took out the sword and jade pendant from the hidden compartment - this is the red seal gift from King Qing during the Chinese New Year.

"I'm not Qiu Xiaoyou, and I don't want to be Zhou Mingtang." Rong Youtang gripped the sword and jade pendant tightly, and said silently: "This one is for Rong Youtang!"

Like a ghost, in the dark, he slowly put the round sword tip of the fighting sword jade pendant against his heart, and stabbed slightly hard—it hurts.

I don't know how His Royal Highness King Qing will treat me after the exposure in the future?Will he be disappointed and sad?

I think so.

After that night, Zhao Zeyong gradually realized that Rong Youtang didn't come to Prince Qing's mansion very often. Except for visiting the Ninth Prince when he was resting, he was rarely seen even in Beiying.

what happened?

Zhao Zeyong is used to resolutely solving problems, and after a timely investigation, he found that Rong Youtang did have a legitimate reason: June Enke, he was preparing for the exam nervously; the plums came down, and he was fulfilling his promise, busy brewing green plum wine.

For three days, no one was seen.

Zhao Zeyong was a little angry, and when it was Rong Youtang Xiumu's turn to find someone himself, he learned that because the first batch of recruits had ended, Rong Youtang and his son were invited by Hong Lei's family to attend a banquet.

Hmph, that's simply outrageous!

But Rong Youtang was indeed busy, rather than avoiding it.

Mother Hong sent invitations to relatives and friends in her own carriage. Her face was full of spring breeze, and she warmly invited everyone to the wedding banquet.

Rong Kaiji was also happy for Hong Lei, so he hurriedly prepared generous gifts and went to the banquet with his son.

The banquet was held at Hong's house, with around twenty tables, it was very grand.

Hong Lei's mother and aunts and relatives were busy greeting, Chen Ji and other brothers ran to help, and they took turns to invite wine, and they were all selected, and everyone was happy.

Before the meeting, since both Hong Lei’s grandfather and father had passed away, his closest cousin gave the speech on his behalf. However, his cousin was very humble. After speaking a few words, he tried his best to invite Hong Lei’s grandfather to teach his grandson. , Uncle, give in and let go, harmonious and happy.

Rong Kaiji relished it. Elderly people like to watch the scenes of family harmony and the prosperity of their children and grandchildren.

"Leizi is really sensible." Rong Kaiji praised him greatly: "However, he joined the army for just over a month, so it can be seen that 'a sword's edge comes from sharpening'!"

"You can achieve anything you want." Rong Youtang smiled and said, "He has worked hard, and now he is helping Dingshangfeng to manage the recruits, with 25 people under his command."

"Ah, the tiger father has no dogs, it's amazing!" Rong Kaiji praised again and again, all the guests at the same table agreed, and they talked very much. When Hong Lei came over to toast, the atmosphere was even more explosive, and relatives and friends rubbed and slapped him until he was black It's red in the face, and it keeps boasting.

The guests and hosts had a good time, and the feast was only late at night.

Rong Kaiji and the butler inevitably drank a lot of wine, they could not drink enough, and they sat in the carriage in a daze.Rong Youtang drank more, mainly because Hong Lei, Chen Ji and other ten people were present, the young people were frolicking, and they fought hard for alcohol. He got out of the car and knocked on the door, shouting, and was quickly pulled away: "Young master, His Royal Highness Qing is here!" Lao Zhang lowered his voice and told anxiously: "I have been sitting in your study for half an hour, looking very serious, a little I didn’t laugh, I guess there is something urgent, I said to report to the Hong family, but His Highness said no, ouch, go and have a look, I’m really afraid I didn’t entertain the nobleman well.”

Rong Kaiji was drunk, his eyes were bleary, his tongue was so drunk, he struggled and asked, "What, what? Qing, Qing—"

"It's okay, you go back to the house to rest, I, I'll go and have a look, I guess I'll just ask a few words." Rong Youtang breathed heavily of alcohol, and together with Lao Zhangtou helped Father Rong and the housekeeper out of the carriage.

In fact, as soon as the gate opened, Rong Youtang knew that King Qing was coming, because there were familiar guards patrolling the yard and the door of the study.

Wei Jie helped Rong Kaiji go back to the house, he asked concerned: "Brother Rong, are you not drunk? Why are you so drunk?"

"I'm dizzy. Leizi's house hosted a banquet today, and many of my friends had a few more drinks together." Rong Youtang was dizzy, with the soles of his feet fluttering, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Wei, why did His Highness come here suddenly? What's the matter?"

Wei Jie shook his head: "I finished my work in Beiying today, and I only ordered you to come to your house after entering the city. How can I know what His Highness is doing?"

Rong Kaiji almost tripped over the threshold.

"Father, you are young, be careful." Rong Youtang helped, but almost fell down together, fortunately Wei Jie had quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Did you serve tea to His Royal Highness King Qing?" Rong Kaiji asked, and he did not forget to tell him when he was drunk: "Treat yourself well, that is an expensive, honored, rare guest."

Rong Youtang nodded indiscriminately: "Okay, okay, don't worry."

After being busy all the time, after getting his adoptive father settled, Rong Youtang was drunk, washed his hands and wiped his face in a hurry, and shook his head vigorously, but instead of being able to wake up, he became even more dizzy, stumbled and stumbled to the study—— It is also his bedroom, which is separated from the inside by a screen and a curtain on the whole wall.

Rong Youtang supported the door frame, still remembering to knock on the door politely:

"Your Highness?"

"Come in." Zhao Zeyong's voice was calm and steady, as if in Prince Qing's Mansion.

With a creaking sound, Rong Youtang pushed the door open and closed it behind his back, seeing King Qing sitting and looking through his homework, with a half cup of tea in his hand, which was not even a trace of heat.

"Why is Your Highness here?" Rong Youtang walked step by step, barely staying awake, telling himself: I'm not dizzy, I'm not drunk.

"What? You're not welcome?" Zhao Zeyong closed the book, put it aside, and looked up at the person.

Rong Youtang's drunken eyes were hazy, and his eyes were bright and watery. His tall body was tall and tall, and he looked more and more handsome.He shook his head slowly: "Not welcome? How is it possible? I don't know how welcome it is!"

"Are you drunk?" Zhao Zeyong frowned and stood up.

In late April, the room was warm, Rong Youtang was hot from drunk, he took off his coat clumsily, and denied, "I'm not drunk."

Zhao Zeyong stepped forward and stretched out his hand, briskly and quickly helped him take off his outer robe, and hung it on the back of the chair next to him, but in a blink of an eye, Rong Youtang continued to take off his middle coat!

"Dead, dead knot?" Rong Youtang muttered, lowered his head and tried to tug at the belt, but couldn't untie it, and was very anxious and irritable.

Zhao Zeyong looked at it quietly for a while, and finally stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't catch a cold." Then he walked to the door and ordered outside: "Bring the hangover tea."

"Yes!"

Before Zhao Zeyong turned his head, he suddenly heard the person behind him happily say:

"Haha, it's not a knot." Rong Youtang happily took off his jacket, his steps were slow but steady, he also put his jacket on the back of the chair, neatly covered his outer robe, and meticulously smoothed the corners Carefully and meticulously, before sitting down in the armchair with confidence.

This kid is so drunk.

Zhao Zeyong stood at the door, unable to restrain himself.He was really angry when he was waiting just now, and it could even be said that he was waiting to "invoke the teacher to ask the crime".

But this situation really makes people angry.

Rong Youtang felt weak all over and couldn't sit upright. He leaned back on the armchair with his face up, his left hand was hanging down, and his right hand rested on the armrest, revealing a part of his wrist, lazily and casually.His upper body was only wearing a snow-green undershirt, thin and close-fitting, with a slanted cross neckline, a slender and graceful neck, and fair and smooth skin; his lower body was a pair of single trousers of the same color, the fabric hanging down smoothly, making his legs well-proportioned and straight, and he wore black boots.

The armchair is sandalwood, made wide.

Rong Youtang was so drunk that he nestled in the chair, mistakenly thinking that he was sitting upright.He raised his face and asked solemnly: "Your Highness is here, I don't know why?"

"Nothing." Zhao Zeyong said in a low voice.

"Why didn't His Highness the Ninth Prince come? He likes the grass carp and loach in my water tank the most." Rong Youtang gradually couldn't control his thoughts, and his words jumped.

Zhao Zeyong smiled: "When Xiao Jiu returned to the palace, he immediately set up exactly the same one."

"He also likes to observe the market from the window on the second floor of Buzhuang."

"Children's nature, they just like to watch the fun."

Rong Youtang suddenly patted the armrest of the chair, and said with great joy, "His Highness Ninth asked the sugar maker to pinch the twelve zodiac signs, but you refused to let him eat a single bite! Hahaha, I also refused to let him eat, the child has a weak spleen and stomach."

At this moment, Mama Zhang, the cook, brought some wine and tea, and she was relieved when she heard her young master laughing loudly. Obviously, they had a good time talking, so she was relieved—but why is King Qing receiving the tea at the door?Hey, the young master must be busy.She rubbed her apron, smiled and walked away.

"Come, hangover tea." Zhao Zeyong handed over the tea.

However, Rong Youtang shook his head righteously: "I don't eat. Eating too much food at night will damage the spleen and stomach."

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows: "This is tea."

"I won't eat." Rong Youtang insisted on his own opinion, feeling very tired, slipping slowly, looking like he wanted to shrink into the armchair.

Zhao Zeyong took a deep breath, picked up the man with one hand, brought tea to the other's lips with the other hand, and said, "Open your mouth, or you will drink it."

The warm hangover tea touched his lips, and Rong Youtang instinctively smashed it twice. The drunk was thirsty, so he immediately opened his eyes, drank half of the cup hastily, grabbed King Qing's arm, and approached actively.

I drank too fast, some overflowed, flowed from the corner of my mouth to my chin, and then continued down.

Zhao Zeyong put down the hangover tea, looked around but couldn't find a suitable one, so he simply raised his sleeve to help wipe it with very light force.

Rong Youtang cooperated with raising his face, panting non-stop, and the neckline became even more crooked.

Zhao Zeyong hugged the person with his elbows, stuck very close, and gradually became unable to stand.

for a while

"Is there any tea?" Rong Youtang frowned and asked, he was a little more awake, struggling to sit still.

"Yes." Zhao Zeyong picked up the tea that was delivered at the same time and handed it over.

Rong Youtang took it with both hands, held it carefully, blew it off slowly, drank it upside down, and then asked for another glass.

Zhao Zeyong gave it all with a smile.

With his mind full of muddleheadedness and finally no longer frenziedly turning around, Rong Youtang let out a long breath, looked up, and seemed to be awake, but asked for the third time: "Your Highness is here, I don't know why?"

"..."

Zhao Zeyong was stunned for a moment, speechless, and burst out laughing.

"What's the matter?" Rong Zui asked in a daze.

"Nothing, just to see you." Zhao Zeyong replied.

"Oh." Rong Youtang nodded in satisfaction, and sighed, "I want to see yours too."

"Why are there no people around recently?" Zhao Zeyong finally asked.

"I, I'm busy." Rong Youtang said distressedly: "Zhou Minghong is so thick-skinned, he actually returned to the Imperial College again! His elder brother is not a good guy, cold-blooded and cruel, tyranny, dog, dog, I will not let him go Theirs. And their father, Zhou Renlin, is not a good guy! Hey~" Rong Youtang couldn't catch his breath, and patted the armrest angrily.

Zhao Zeyong frowned immediately, and immediately asked: "Zhou Minghong bullied you again? And called his father and brother?"

"I will not let them go." Rong Youtang murmured emphatically, after a pause, he suddenly remembered something important: "Oh, by the way, Your Highness, I, I brewed a lot of wine for you."

Zhao Zeyong had no choice but to go back and ask the person who was sent to watch the Zhou family. He held the ground and asked, "Plum wine?"

"That's right, plums are here." Rong Youtang got up excitedly, and could not help but drag King Qing out. After the latter forcefully helped him put on his outer robe, he compromised and followed him out of the house, his eyes full of affection.

"Your Highness, what is this?" The guards asked in surprise, looking at each other.

"Going to see the wine, no problem." Zhao Zeyong waved back the guards.

Rong Youtang was full of joy, sometimes leaning on the wall, sometimes staggering, leading the way through the small garden carefully tended by his adoptive father, he had been sober for a little while, but the drunkenness had not faded, his reaction was slow, and he didn't know the pain until the branch hit his face , Zhao Zeyong had no choice but to support him, blowing the lush flowers and trees from time to time, and many flowers and leaves fell from their shoulders.

The night breeze is refreshing and refreshing.

"Hey!" Rong Youtang stopped suddenly, stomped his feet, pointed to the wisteria with a thick bowl mouth, and solemnly informed: "There are several jars buried here." Then he clicked several places in turn, and said seriously: "A total of twenty altars, half of which are soaked in rice wine and half of which are soaked in white wine. The yellow ones should be consumed within this year, and the white ones can be stored for two or three years."

After Zhao Zeyong listened carefully, he was puzzled: "So green plum wine is fermented and buried in the soil?" Then he laughed again, and asked in a low voice: "This king only ordered two altars, why did you brew two jars?" Ten altars? Did you make it yourself?"

Rong Youtang nodded heavily: "I did it all myself! Everything!"

"It's hard work, it's hard for you to be so tired, so remember to dig out and drink." Zhao Zeyong was in a good mood, and wanted to help the other party back to the room——

But Rong Youtang broke free, stared blankly at King Qing for a while, and sincerely proposed:

"Your Highness, don't dig them all at the same time in the future, lest you throw them all in a fit of anger. It's better to dig them in batches and drink slowly. Maybe, maybe it can calm down to some extent."