Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Rong Youtang was uneasy, leaning against the pillar with his back, looking anxiously at King Qing who was a few feet away, and asked cautiously, "What is your Highness's order?"

Zhao Zeyong did not take his eyes off, carefully observed the other party's expression for a long time, but came to the conclusion that he was really afraid of my king's closeness.

"Your Highness?" Rong Youtang asked suspiciously.

However, Zhao Zeyong turned around abruptly, sat down again, regained the aristocratic noble aura from head to toe, and secretly made up his mind: hum!

You are not willing, this king disdains to force it, from now on, I will never touch you again!

In fact, Rong Youtang has been worried these days, because King Qing has never explained what kind of punishment, he thought about it day by day, and dreamed several times at night that King Qing dragged himself to the dark room where the criminal was tortured, tied up and hung up...

"Your Highness," Rong Youtang collected himself, summoned up the courage to move to King Qing's side, bowed not too far away, and asked curiously, "I wonder what good plan you have?"

Zhao Zeyong spread out the document, dipped the pen in the ink, and wrote down a line of vigorous and powerful words like flowing water, and asked indifferently: "Are you sure you don't recognize Zhou Renlin in this life?"

"Yes!" Rong Youtang nodded heavily, and said resolutely: "Even if I am scolded by thousands of people, I will not change my mind! He only cares about prosperity, wealth, power and status. Push me out without hesitation!"

In the past and present lives, countless hatreds have been accumulated in the two lifetimes, and the relationship between father and son has long since vanished.

"This is a big matter. I will give you three days to reply after thinking it over." Zhao Zeyong ordered in a deep voice.

"You, what are you going to do?" Rong Youtang was extremely curious, but King Qing had been at his desk to deal with official business, without looking at other people... This made him feel very disappointed, and his heart was up and down.

"Three days later, you can think it over." Zhao Zeyong spoke in a flat tone, busy on his own.

In the past, Rong Youtang would have tried every means to find out, but now he is seriously lacking in confidence and dare not disturb him at all.

From thrift to extravagance, from extravagance to frugality?Difficult!

Hey~

Rong Youtang stood there anxiously, wanting to inquire about the results of the examination, and also about the strategy to deal with the Zhou family, he hesitated to speak several times... But King Qing didn't say a word, how dare he talk too much?

Very embarrassing, very lonely.

"Your Highness, do you have any other orders?" Rong Youtang asked expectantly.

"Not yet." Zhao Zeyong cherished words like gold.

"Oh." Rong Youtang forced a smile, pretending to be nothing, and said with concern: "You are busy with work, please take care of your body, and this subordinate will leave."

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong frantically wrote.

Your Highness doesn't want to see me, and doesn't want to say a word to me.

As soon as Rong Youtang turned around, the forced smiling face collapsed, turned into dejected, dejected, heavy footsteps, silently lifted the curtain, ready to leave as soon as possible with wit - however, it was still raining outside.

Lightning flashes and thunder, the summer heavy rain pours like buckets, wanton and wild, dark clouds over the city, the whole Beiying is dark and the air is stagnant.

The rain hit the top of the tent, rattling and rumbling, and the Beiying camp under construction was soaked in mud everywhere, with no place to set foot.

Rong Youtang leaned forward and looked around, dumbfounded: It's raining so heavily, how can I get out?

He turned his head to look at King Qing, who was still sitting behind the desk with no expression on his face.

Hmph, it's raining so heavily, I'll see how you resign!Zhao Zeyong calmed down, borrowed the action of dipping the pen into the ink, tilted his head, and glanced at the door from the corner of his eye.

Rong Youtang was a little hesitant, and raised his foot a few times to step into the rushing mud soup, but he had just recovered from his illness, and he didn't want to delay things because of his illness.

The torrential rain caused misty mist, and the distance was a vast expanse of whiteness. The raindrops formed lines and curtains, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Rong Youtang stood at the door, half of his body was wet by the mist, and he sneezed from the cold rain. He sniffed and watched anxiously, but he didn't dare to go back and disturb King Qing—it wasn't the past, I was treated like a sinner , to be self-aware.

Your Highness already hates me very much.

Zhao Zeyong put down his pen, put the approved documents to one side, observed secretly, and frowned dissatisfiedly: What the hell, he just recovered from his illness, what are you doing at the door in the rain?When you have grown up, you can change your tricks and make a fuss!

Just when Zhao Zeyong was about to call people back, Rong Youtang suddenly waved and shouted in surprise: "Brother Datong? Why are you here?"

Wearing coir raincoat and bamboo hat, Fang Tong held rain gear under his arm, his trouser legs were rolled up, and he ran towards him barefoot, shouting cheerfully, "The salt in July and August is here, and I'm waiting for your acceptance. I'll be waiting. Simply come and respond."

"I want to go back too, but unfortunately the rain stopped me." Rong Youtang said helplessly.

Fang Tong ran to the eaves of the tarpaulin tent and handed the rain gear to Rong Youtang. The latter quickly put on the coir raincoat, and Fang Tong handed over the bamboo hat. Pulling up his trouser legs, half of his body leaned into the tent, and reluctantly said: "Your Highness, you are busy, and this subordinate will leave."

Resign, resign!

Zhao Zeyong took a deep breath, finally raised his head, frowned, and stared at Rong Youtang's exposed knees: his calf was long and well-proportioned, his bare feet stepped on the muddy ground, four of his ten jade-white round toes were stained in an instant!

What is the system?What is the system? !

Zhao Zeyong was expressionless, and found that he couldn't bear the scene of the other party stepping into the dirty mud with bare feet, and had the urge to immediately pick him up and place him on a high platform, and wash his dirty toes clean.

"Your Highness?" Rong Youtang asked loudly, his eyes were full of hope, but it was a pity that he was wearing a pointed hat with wide eaves, only his nose was exposed.

"Go." Zhao Zeyong couldn't bear to look away.

"...Yes." The light in Rong Youtang's eyes disappeared, he turned around listlessly, rushed into the rain curtain side by side with Fang Tong, and hurried back to the warehouse.

Zhao Zeyong couldn't help but turned his head again, watching the other party leave barefoot, ten toes covered in mud in the blink of an eye.

It's outrageous!

Zhao Zeyong sat in the tent with a stern face. After a long time, he picked up the official document for review.

After finishing the work in the evening, the rain stopped, Zhao Zeyong inspected the camp as usual, the commander went out, surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers armed with swords, and all the officers and men met with awe and saluted.

after a while

"Why is that?" Zhao Zeyong asked with a frown, stopping in front of the military grain warehouse.

The soldiers rushed to investigate.

"Brothers have worked hard, work harder, and just dig this section again!"

Rong Youtang encouraged.He holds a hoe in his hand, his trouser legs are rolled up high, and he is full of energy.

It turned out that successive torrential rains had washed away the soft ditches of the temporary warehouses, and the rainwater had accumulated, which might have soaked the food and vegetables. Once they were damaged, Rong Youtang could hardly be blamed.So he immediately reported to Shangfeng for support. After the general verified the situation, he sent [-] recruits to dig the collapsed drainage ditch.

The recruits were divided into three teams, digging, shoveling, and moving, methodically and quickly.

Hong Lei is shirtless, with a dark and thin upper body, broad shoulders, and a manly appearance. Standing in a clogged canal, the mud soup is as deep as his thighs. He is digging hard with a shovel in his forehand, controlling the 25 people under him like a model. Looks good, quite prestige.

"Yuko, hurry up, you, with thin arms and legs, how can you do rough work?" Hong Lei urged.

Rong Youtang smiled and said: "Let's go together, finish work earlier and rest earlier. Hey, I finally fought side by side with you for one time today!"

"Hahaha~" Hong Lei was overjoyed, and jokingly said, "Don't you feel very honored?"

"Tsk, look at your thick skin!" Rong Youtang laughed cheerfully.

"Hey, look at your slender arms and legs! Be careful not to fall into the muddy soup, and brother Lei will save you." Hong Lei threatened.

……

Although they are not in the Imperial College, their relationship is the same as before. Hong Lei loves the military camp dearly, is willing to work hard and endure hardships, and is much happier than when he was studying. The restless and spiky body has been gradually smoothed by the military camp, but he still retains his enthusiasm and enthusiasm. He is highly valued by Shangfeng.

Zhao Zeyong approached slowly, restrained his emotions as much as possible, and looked at the soldiers rushing to dig the ditches majestically: among a group of shirtless and rough men, his goddam things were particularly conspicuous.

Rong Youtang was not shirtless, because the young man wanted to save face, and he was ashamed to show his body without muscles, so as not to be compared by everyone present.So he put on a bunt summer shirt, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, his whole body was covered in black mud spots, which made his skin fair and smooth, and he was busy.

"Hey, His Highness is coming!" Hong Lei reminded his friend with an elbow.

"Your Highness?!" Rong Youtang quickly raised his head, saw King Qing at a glance, and smiled immediately.

All the soldiers were overjoyed, they were most looking forward to being seen by the general when they were actively working, and they hurriedly wanted to salute.

"Excuse me." Zhao Zeyong slightly raised his hand to stop him, his voice was thick and powerful, his eyes were deep, and he stared at Rong Youtang who was next to the shirtless, black and thin Hong Lei.

However, as the commander-in-chief, instead of being dissatisfied, he had to verbally reward him:

"The granary is an important place in the army, so it must be fully guarded. Yes, you continue." Zhao Zeyong ordered, standing with his hands behind his back, and personally supervised.

"Yes!" All the soldiers responded loudly and redoubled their efforts in excitement. After a short time, they dug through the collapsed ditches, and the silted rainwater rushed away.

Call ~

Rong Youtang let out a sigh of relief, and wanted to raise his hands to wipe the sweat, but found that his hands were muddy.

Zhao Zeyong couldn't help but couldn't help it, but he couldn't stop the opponent from working hard and making progress. After all, the most disobedient relationship in the army is the place where people work hard.After a few words of encouragement, he ordered all the soldiers to go back to the barracks to wash and change their clothes to avoid cold and injury.

"Okay, let's go!" Hong Lei beamed, with a shovel on his shoulder, brisk and agile, he stepped out of the ditch with one step, Rong Youtang followed with a hoe, and just as he lifted his foot to step over, Hong Lei bent down and grabbed it Lift it up with one arm.

Hong Lei teased: "When the legs are used up, I hate the shortness! At the critical moment, Brother Lei has to take action."

"Fuck you." Rong Youtang scolded with a smile, but when he turned his head, King Qing was looking at him. He hurriedly stood upright, with his head held high and his chest raised, looking forward.

His Highness must be reprimanding in his heart: What is the proper way?Rong Youtang firmly guessed.

The recruits quickly obeyed their orders and dispersed, only King Yu Qing and his party and Rong Youtang were present.

Rong Youtang was at a loss, looked at the sky, tried to find something to say, and reminded: "Your Highness, it's time for dinner."

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong frowned and looked at the person covered in mud from head to toe, especially wanting to take it back to the tent and throw it into the bathtub to wash it clean, he couldn't see it being messy.

"Are you going to continue patrolling the camp?" Rong Youtang asked again, racking his brains to talk.

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong did have to go ahead to inspect the watchtower.

"Then, what do you need your subordinates to do?" Rong Youtang unconsciously leaned over and held his breath.

Zhao Zeyong shook his head: "Not yet." You look like this, why don't you hurry down and clean up?

"Yes." Rong Youtang smiled awkwardly, clenched his hoe tightly, not knowing how many times he was disappointed—but he never gave up, and vowed to regain King Qing's trust!

Zhao Zeyong urged: "Aren't you going down?"

"...Yes." Rong Youtang tried to tighten his face, avoiding showing frustration, and left with a hoe.

At nightfall, King Qing finished his work and was about to return to the city. One was the morning routine, and the other was worried about his younger brothers and sisters who stayed in the palace.

Rong Youtang's experience in Beiying was actually a temporary experience, and in more detail, he should be King Qing's close confidant.

Before his identity was revealed, he usually went to the main tent after he was busy, or helped, or took a nap, or cooked tea and snacks. He often fell asleep and was woken up by King Qing, relaxing and comfortable.

however……

That was all in the past, and now Rong Youtang is really embarrassed to hang around the main tent if he has nothing to do, so as not to affect King Qing's mood in handling official duties.

He was melancholy and introspective, sighed, and led his horse to watch at the gate of the camp, waiting patiently.

After a while, King Qing and his party appeared.

"Your Highness!" Rong Youtang rushed to meet her, and asked briskly, "Have you returned to the city?"

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong nodded, seeing the other party looking forward to it from a distance, his mood involuntarily improved.

The soldiers handed over the reins with both hands, and Zhao Zeyong took it over. With a vigorous posture, he easily jumped on the horse's back, and habitually looked down at Rong Youtang, which meant: ready to go.

Rong Youtang got on the horse afterwards, and his movements were fairly quick, but in the eyes of the self-disciplined and strict King Qing, it was not enough.

Riding is very general.Zhao Zeyong commented, thinking to himself: clumsy, I have to find a place to point him another day.

"set off!"

King Qing gave an order, and everyone followed him.

After the rain, it was muddy and slippery, and the horses could not run fast on the field roads. It took two quarters of an hour longer than usual to enter the city gate.

Rong Youtang always followed behind King Qing, following the broad back of the other party generously, until he arrived at the Rong's Cloth Manor, and then reined in his horse, and his house had arrived.

Unexpectedly, King Qing in front also stopped his horse, turned his head and said something, Guo Da immediately beckoned Rong Youtang to pass.

"What orders does General Guo have?" Rong Youtang handed the reins to the Buzhuang man, and quickly stepped forward to obey.

Guo Da looked at King Qing, took a small cloth bag from the soldiers, stuffed it to Rong Youtang, and said: "If you don't like it, throw it away!"

"I won't throw it away." Rong Youtang subconsciously shook his head, solemnly holding the gift.

Guo Da glanced at his cousin who was not looking sideways, smiled secretly, then took out a fan pendant from his bosom, stuffed it to Rong Youtang, and said: "Today is your birthday, and you don't say a word! Use this to play, literati To recite poems and make them right, you have to shake your fan, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter."

Recite poems and shake fans?The first reaction of everyone present was: sour scholar.

"Thank you, General Guo." Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, took it with both hands respectfully, then raised his face to stare at the majestic King Qing, and said softly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

I really didn't expect that His Highness still remembered my birthday and was willing to give me a birthday present.

Hearing this, Zhao Zeyong lowered his head, held the reins tightly, and his eyes fell on Rong Youtang's eager eyes full of emotion—the pitiful one, who was not in good order, and really wanted to take the horse back to the palace.

"Leaving it is for nothing, let me throw it for you to play with." Zhao Zeyong said lightly, suddenly looked up at the teahouse on the high place, thoughtfully, and then rode away.

"I won't throw it away! I won't throw it away!" Rong Youtang shouted nervously, holding the gift reverently.

The shop assistants couldn't wait, and after King Qing left, they scrambled around to congratulate him: "Happy birthday, young master!"

"The master has come out to look at it several times. The banquet is ready and we are waiting for you to go home."

"Master Yan's family, Young Master Hong's family, Young Master Wei's family, shopkeeper Gu, etc. all sent gifts."

"Let's go, let's all go in and drink!" Rong Youtang hugged the small cloth bag, in a good mood, waved heartily, and led all the chattering buddies home to eat the banquet.

At this moment, on the second floor of the teahouse diagonally across from Rong's cloth house, Zhou Renlin smiled openly, watching the concubine's words and deeds intently, especially focusing on the communication between the concubine and King Qing, and thought to himself: Although male pets have a bad reputation, the throne of Qing is high. Just carry it with your hand, and you can make people rise to the top!

Mingtang is good, good at reading, and smart, just like me.It's a pity that he is a concubine, and the dwarves are first class.

Fortunately, he was appreciated by King Qing. As long as he serves him with all his heart and soul for a few years, he will be rich and prosperous, and his official fortune is also possible.The benefits are real and stronger than anything else.

Fame is out there, so don't worry about it, can a good reputation be eaten?Since ancient times, the poor and the humble have mourned everything.

If Mingtang is appreciated, King Qing will definitely look up to the Zhou family.

Zhou Renlin nodded in satisfaction frequently, and watched the concubine step into the cloth village. He was full of energy, and seemed to be ten years younger than before. While you are young, you need more real benefits.

——Otherwise, wouldn't my son have been played by King Qing for nothing?

Zhou Renlin thought confidently.

After taking it for granted and planning for a long time, after drinking a few pots of tea, he quietly left East Street, pretending to be out for a social meeting and returning home.

The Rong family celebrated the young master's birthday, all the staff were in high spirits, and the banquet lasted until late at night.

"Did they go back?" Rong Youtang asked after coming out of the shower.

Although the reference is unclear, Rong Kaiji understood it immediately, and said kindly: "I've already gone back, your uncle is very polite, for fear of disturbing us, he won't stay overnight."

It has to be said that this made Rong Kaiji feel at ease: Half his life was rough and lonely, he had only an adopted son, whom he loved like a treasure, now that his son's uncle appeared, he would inevitably be wary.

"My uncle just joined the Ministry of Industry, and he is really busy." Rong Youtang was dressed in soft silk pajamas, and during the day he was digging ditches with a hoe, his muscles and bones were sore, and he lay on the bed, frankly: "What's more, we are not like them at all." It's normal to be reserved and polite."

Rong Kaiji was very upset when he heard it, but he kindly persuaded him: "That's your uncle, you should respect him, you know? He is a good man, down-to-earth and sincere. Mother and son are rushing to take care of you, how rare."

"I know their intentions." Rong Youtang lay motionless on his stomach, and said sullenly, "But how long have you just known each other? I really can't get close."

"Take your time, you will get familiar with it."

Rong Kaiji couldn't rest, tidied up his son's desk, opened the drawer to look, and found the birthday gift from King Qing and Guo Da, he asked casually, "Tang'er, what is this?"

Rong Youtang looked up, immediately became interested, jumped out of bed and ran over, said happily: "The fan pendant is a gift from Mr. Guo, who said it was for me to shake the fan when reciting poems."

"Really?" Rong Kaiji was cheerful, picked up the fan pendant to look at, and said solemnly: "Mr. Guo is full of kindness, don't neglect it, and find a suitable fan to match it tomorrow!"

"It's up to you, I don't know how to match." Rong Youtang said bluntly, and he hurriedly unwrapped the lavender cloth bag.

"What is that?" Rong Kaiji looked closer:

After unpacking the cloth, I saw an ebony box with an inkstone inside.

The inkstone is placed in a well-fitted inkstone case, surrounded by moon white flannelette.Under the candlelight, the simple and heavy inkstone is as green as blue, warm as jade, and as delicate as gold and copper.On the right side of it, Zhilanrui beast is carved with ingenuity and grace.

"Alas!" Rong Kaiji exclaimed, he was born in a scholarly official, he was naturally familiar with the Four Treasures of the Study, at this moment he couldn't help picking up the inkstone case and appreciating it carefully, he was amazed.

"Father, is this...?" Rong Youtang was not sure.

"Tao Yan!"

"Ah?! Is it really the Tao Inkstone?" Rong Youtang cried out in a low voice, then he was surprised, delighted and throbbed: His Highness has always been extraordinary in his actions, but I made a mistake and offended him, yet he still gave the precious Tao Inkstone as a gift. I, call me...

"Is this a gift from His Royal Highness King Qing?" Rong Kaiji asked urgently, his face suddenly changed, he was in a hurry to place it safely, as if his hands were hot.

"Yes." Rong Youtang admitted honestly.

"Tang'er, you—" Rong Kaiji frowned, hesitating, his face full of deep worry.

"Huh?" Rong Youtang had mixed feelings in his heart, he lowered his head and fiddled with the inkstone, poked it, then knocked it again.

"This inkstone is too precious."

"Yes."

"Is His Royal Highness King Qing treating his subordinates so thoughtfully?"

"Do not--"

Rong Youtang suddenly raised his head, the father and son looked at each other for a moment, in the blink of an eye, Rong Youtang accurately read the eyes of his adoptive father!

"Tang'er, sit down." Rong Kaiji ordered solemnly.

"Father, sit down." Rong Youtang was anxious and tried to calm down.

Rong Kaiji sat down, pondered for a while, and asked carefully, "How old is His Royal Highness Prince Qing?"

"26, birthday on the eighth day of July." Rong Youtang remembered it in his heart.

"Today, the nine sons, His Royal Highness, His Highness Second, His Highness Fifth, and His Royal Highness Six all got married early, surrounded by wives and concubines and children, His Royal Highness seven or eight are looking at each other, and it is estimated that they will start a family within this year."

Rong Youtang's heart kept sinking.

"Now, apart from the still young His Highness Ninth Highness, only His Highness King Qing has not married yet."

"That's right." Rong Youtang looked dazed.

Rong Kaiji dotes on his son, he is reluctant to scold him with serious words, and only reminds him with earnest words: "His Royal Highness King Qing is distinguished, young and promising, his wife must be a noble daughter of a family, it is related to the continuation of the emperor's heir, the selection of a daughter-in-law by the royal family is especially grand."

"That's right." Rong Youtang knew it well.

"If it wasn't for the battle, His Royal Highness King Qing would have married a long time ago!"

Rong Kaiji slammed his fingers on the table and said word by word: "Tang'er, if you are 26 years old and you haven't married yet, Dad will be too anxious to sleep. In the same way, I believe His Highness's close relatives are also very anxious at this time. Someday, His Majesty's imperial decree to bestow marriage will come down. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Rong Youtang nodded heavily.

Up to the point, Rong Kaiji believed that his son could understand, he softened his attitude, and said with a pleasant face: "Tang'er, you are still young, and you have not yet made a decision, so you may have mistaken admiration for admiration, that's okay, just correct it in the future. "

Rong Youtang stood still, in a daze.

"Tang'er?" Rong Kaiji called out with a frown.

"what!"

"Did you listen to what Dad said?"

Rong Youtang smiled wryly and nodded: "I remember."

"Try to be more careful in the future, don't, don't... You must maintain the relationship you should have, and be measured." Rong Kaiji raised a point, after thinking about it, and clearly ordered: "You should learn from the Wei family! He is very measured. Why haven't you seen Ajie come to sit at home recently?"

"Brother Wei is busy with work, and he has been resting in Beiying recently." Rong Youtang explained, his energy seemed to have disappeared instantly, and he was in a daze.

three days later morning

After the examination results were released, Rong Youtang's family rushed to the Gongyuan early to wait.

"Father, we can't squeeze in, let's go see later." Rong Youtang protected his adoptive father, sweating profusely from being crowded.

"Young master take care of the master, I'll squeeze in to have a look!" The butler Li Shun rolled up his sleeves and squeezed forward, impatient to know the result.

"Don't be nervous, there's no need to be nervous." Rong Kaiji murmured to comfort his son, and comfort himself by the way.

"Okay, don't be nervous." Rong Youtang was helpless: Your Highness knew the result a long time ago, but he refused to tell me...

After waiting anxiously for half an hour, there was a sudden commotion in front of the red wall of the Gongyuan:

Released!