Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Change father?

This, this is so, so...

Rong Youtang's face turned pale with shock, countless thoughts flooded out, and he blurted out: "My father is fine, don't change!"

"This king refers to your biological father, Zhou Renlin." Zhao Zeyong pointed out.

"Oh~" Rong Youtang let out a breath.

Zhao Zeyong reminded: "Zhou Renlin knows the situation, and the imperial examination is coming soon. We must resolve this matter as soon as possible. If we ask him to act first, we will be passive."

"I bumped into him when the Gong Yuan released the list this morning." Annoyed and disgusted, Rong Youtang said bitterly, "Looking at his demeanor, he is not very surprised, so he already knew? I really have nothing to say to him , They broke up without saying hello. Hmph, it is expected that he would not dare to be in public, because Zhou Mingjie was present, and he was very afraid of flattering Pingnanhou. "

"I'll ask you a few words first, and be sure to answer truthfully."

Rong Youtang's whole body trembled, and he immediately said sonorously and forcefully: "Just ask, I promise to tell you everything I know!"

Hmph, sweet-mouthed bastard who is used to pretending to be good.

"Did you meet Pingnanhou when you were young? Or have you been to Pingnanhou's mansion?" Zhao Zeyong asked seriously.

Rong Youtang laughed bitterly at himself, and said helplessly: "Yang Ruofang hated my mother and son to the bone and humiliated me in every possible way. How could she allow me to go to Pingnanhou's mansion? Her husband and wife often quarreled over trivial matters. About... When she was five or six years old, Yang Ruofang stabbed a man surnamed Zhou with scissors. Marquis Pingnan came. I happened to be catching crickets in the backyard. I happened to see it once. It’s quite strange to think about it. Ten years ago, Pingnanhou looked like that, and ten years later he was in Beiying. When we met, he didn't age at all? Well maintained!"

"Did you have a chance to go out when you were young?" Zhao Zeyong asked slowly.

"No." Rong Youtang was depressed, and said softly: "My mother did elope. She has no relatives and no reason in the capital. She lives in a remote courtyard. Oh, there is Aunt Xue! It was her back then. Accompanying my mother to Beijing is a very, very kind person, but unfortunately she died of illness when I was seven or eight years old."

The window is opened, and the night breeze brings the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, which is refreshing.

Zhao Zeyong never stays at the window for a long time due to the vigilance developed by practicing martial arts for many years. He walks back, satisfied that the other party follows closely, and sits behind the desk by himself, as if he is the master of the study—no matter where he is, King Qing They are all calm and composed, and their whole body is so powerful that they are convincing.

"Aside from Ling Tang and the maid, who else has seen you when you were young?" Zhao Zeyong asked with concern.

"Well... because Yang Ruofang deliberately made things difficult, Zhou's surname was internally fearful, selfish and ruthless, so we have been living in a small courtyard, and the most common people we see are handymen, poor servants, and symbolically sitting and watching during festivals and festivals. A few plays. My mother can't go out twice a year, most of them go to the nearby nunnery, and if you count it seriously, then you can take me out to play." Rong Youtang tried his best to recall the previous life before the age of 13.

—He did not confess to being born again.Because it is too appalling and unimaginable, if you say it, you will be regarded as insane and possessed by the devil.

In a person's life, there will always be one or two top secrets that are reluctantly brought into the coffin.

"Have you never been to school?" Zhao Zeyong sighed.

Rong Youtang shook his head, and said in a bittersweet way: "Fortunately, my mother is good at writing and ink! She knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she can recite poems at her fingertips, so Yang Ruofang said: "Family finances are difficult, if you can save it, you will save it, and there are many Mingtangs." Accidents are often sick, and the wind blows and you will fall, Rong, you should teach yourself first, and then send the child to school when he is in better health." Rong Youtang paused, and said coldly: "Of course, those are all excuses. The Zhou family never went to school for a day until they were kicked out and murdered."

"Don't worry about the past."

Zhao Zeyong comforted me gently, and said in a low voice: "If we had met earlier, you would have been able to enter the Imperial College to study at the age of 15."

Rong Youtang held the book case in his hand, and said sincerely: "It's a great fortune to know each other. Your Highness is magnificent and generous, but I am not a good person."

"Hmph." Zhao Zeyong leaned back in the chair, even sitting, he was imposing.He nodded in agreement: "You really are a jerk."

uh~

Rong Youtang stood in embarrassment, irrefutable, blushing.

"I heard that you were very different before you grew up?" Zhao Zeyong carefully looked at the jade-white and handsome person in front of him... No matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not done.

"Yes." Rong Youtang was a little embarrassed, and explained: "My mother was in a depressed mood, regretted and depressed, and did not have enough food and housing, which led to a pre-term delivery. I was ugly when I was a child: short, big head, and thinning hair , sallow and thin, at the age of 13—" Rong Youtang thought for a while, and gestured on his chest: "It's probably only this tall. Zhou's family always laughed at me as bean sprouts."

Zhao Zeyong was speechless and silent, unable to conceal his pity, and after a long while, he praised him greatly: "From this point of view, Mr. Rong has indeed been well cared for."

Turn a bean sprout into a tall and tall bamboo.

"Hahaha~" Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, and recalled: "When I was picked up back home, I was sick for half a year. Although I was sick, the food and lodging were much better than when I was at Zhou's house. After he recovered, his clothes and pants were quite short and he was chubby, which scared my father enough, thinking that he was hurt by taking medicine."

Hearing the happy laughter, Zhao Zeyong felt that the other party was pitiful. After pondering for a while, he said decisively: "Actually, you have already broken with the Zhou family, so let's make a complete end!"

Rong Youtang had been thinking about this matter for a long time. He bit the bullet and told anxiously: "However, when I applied for the household registration documents and took the exam, I indicated the background of 'Qiu Xiaoyou, Wuzhen, Lingzhou'. I can only make mistakes, not Inconsistency."

"Hmph!" Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows sharply, bent his fingers, knocked heavily on the table, and scolded in a low voice: "If you confess as soon as possible, I will have enough time to smooth everything out! Now that you are in a hurry, you bastard will In the first three exams, I will take the palace exam in a few days, can I still change my life experience?"

Rong Youtang carefully shook his head, feeling extremely ashamed and guilty.

"You can only be 'Qiu Xiaoyou'."

Zhao Zeyong pointed out solemnly: "The life experience that has been submitted to several government offices in that period cannot be changed. Fortunately, only a few pens have been mentioned, and there is still room for maneuver."

"Things happen for a reason, it's really a helpless policy." Rong Youtang explained in detail:

"I made up my mind to break up with Zhou Jiaen and live with a new identity. The law stipulates that candidates for the imperial examination must have an innocent family background, and the family registration of the adopted son must indicate the origin. My father spent a lot of effort, both black and white. They chose carefully and deliberately selected Wuzhen, Lingzhou, thousands of miles away. At that time, the Lingjiang River broke its embankment, and Wuzhen was low-lying. Unfortunately, it was washed and soaked by the flood. His age and body shape are similar to mine at that time, so I chose him as my false identity."

"Black and white? Who did the white way look for?"

"After the old servants of the past dynasties left the palace, only a small number of them had homes to return to, and most of them were homeless." Rong Youtang sighed sympathetically, and explained: "Those who are like the father of the family almost all adopt children to form a family, and those who buy wives and concubines Not a lot... Cough cough, just as you think, there is a special person who is specially assigned to the housekeeper's identity, as long as he has money."

Zhao Zeyong suddenly realized, and then told: "After checking the files, Lingzhou sent a report to Beijing two years ago. Among them, Wuzhen followed up and recovered many dead bodies. Unfortunately, they were beyond recognition, so 'Qiu Xiaoyou' disappeared. Changed to 'Death'."

Rong Youtang leaned over without knowing it, his eyes were bright, black and white, he listened attentively, and said in a trance: "Qiu Xiaoyou drowned, and I almost drowned, somewhere, we might—"

"You have nothing to do with it!"

Zhao Zeyong flatly rejected it.The person in front of him had all his hair tied up, his neck was slender, and the lines of his shoulders and neck were as if drawn with fine brushwork, all of them were just right, his skin was fair, and his neckline was slightly wet from the heat.

Rong Youtang returned to his senses, and said apologetically, "I borrowed his identity and am saving money to build a bridge for Wu Town in his name, which is considered a merit."

"How much did it cost you to hire Seinfeld?"

Rong Youtang felt distressed immediately: "It's more than 1000 taels! It's equivalent to half a year's income, alas~" After a pause, he comforted himself: "However, the money is worth it, and Zhou Minghong can't wash away his madness in his life. With fame, Zhou Xiaotong is also notorious!"

"This is not an example." Zhao Zeyong stared at him majesticly, and couldn't bear it, he pushed the other party to sit and pushed a little distance away, so as not to be distracted all the time.

"...Yes." Rong Youtang was keenly aware of the other party's refusal, and was inevitably disappointed. He tried his best to cover it up, and asked vigorously, "I don't know what countermeasures your Highness has? The surname Zhou has discovered me, and my uncle is working in the Ministry of Industry again." , it would be bad if they collided.”

"Replace Zhou Renlin and recognize another biological father, Rong Kaiji is still your adoptive father." Zhao Zeyong made it clear.

Rong Youtang was worried: "Can father recognize it casually?"

"In order to get rid of Zhou Renlin, you fabricated your identity out of thin air, why can't you fabricate a father?" Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows.

"According to reports, Qiu's mother's family was poor, her parents died early, her family was in a secluded place in Wu Town, she didn't know who she had a child with, and she refused to reveal that Qiu Xiaoyou was an illegitimate child." Rong Youtang sighed.

"Your household registration and scientific examination documents both indicate 'biological father is unknown'. This king has selected a suitable candidate. If you recognize your ancestor and return to the clan, you can completely get rid of the Zhou family."

Rong Youtang couldn't sit still anymore, approached nervously, bowed and asked in a low voice: "Who did you pick? Is he willing to help me?"

Eyes facing each other, close at hand.

It's too hot tonight.

Zhao Zeyong looked away, abided by the gentleman's etiquette, resisted the urge to do something, and adjusted his neckline a little irritably, his handsome face flushed slightly due to the heat.

"Ah!" Rong Youtang stared at King Qing for a long while, then suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm so confused, I forgot to serve tea!" He turned around and walked quickly to the round table, opened the iced cup Porcelain bowl, asked: "Your Highness, would you like tea or mung bean and barley soup?"

"what ever."

It's not me who drinks, follow me?

Rong Youtang laughed dumbfounded, poured tea and served it, and he filled a bowl of sweet soup by himself.The summer night is hot, and you will sweat when you move a little, so it is very pleasant to eat something cold.

"Rong Zhengyan." Zhao Zeyong asked, "Do you know?"

"Rong Zhengyan?" Rong Youtang thought for a moment, and said in embarrassment: "I don't know much, I only heard about it from my mother and my cousin. His father is my grandfather's cousin, and he is my uncle in terms of seniority. His mother died of dystocia. His father died of illness in his early years, and his grandfather took care of him with kindness, but his body was as weak as his uncle's, and he died of illness before reaching the crown. Your Highness, could it be you...?"

"Exactly."

Zhao Zeyong nodded, and said in a low voice: "You are too similar to Rong Zhengqing, the choice of biological father can only be from the Rong family."

Uncle becomes father? ?

Rong Youtang held the bowl, let the ice penetrate into his palm, and meditated for a long time.

"As long as you are willing, there is no need to worry about the Rong family." Zhao Zeyong comforted.His eyes are firm and decisive, his voice is thick and powerful, and he is very manly, making people surrender involuntarily.

"Although we are both in Yunhu Province, how can my grandfather's family be in Tongzhou and Qiu's family be in Lingzhou? Besides, my uncle has passed away, and I have become his son rashly. Will he..." Rong Youtang was dignified and solemn, unconsciously stirring the mung bean and barley.

"Strange power and chaotic spirit, I don't say a word." Zhao Zeyong raised his head solemnly, frowning in disapproval: "Mr. Rong has done his best and made great contributions in raising him, so he should not always bring you to worship Buddha and talk about scriptures."

"No! My father never specifically guided me, I was interested in it..." Seeing King Qing's expression, Rong Youtang changed his voice wisely, and said regretfully: "However, since I have been loyal to Your Highness for more than half a year, I have only been to A few times, Hongfa Temple added money for sesame oil, kowtowed sincerely and left."

Zhao Zeyong nodded in satisfaction, flipped through the work on the desk, and after a few glances, he habitually picked up his pen, wanting to review it, and said in a deep voice: "Rong Zhengyan died of illness before marrying a wife and having children, and the incense cannot continue. It's too late to make grandparents happy. One is a blood relative and a decent nephew; two, it can continue the incense, and when you become famous in the future, it will be the lintel of the Rong family that will shine. Why not do it with one stroke?"

"Well, what you said makes sense." Rong Youtang murmured in agreement, taking a mouthful of the sweet soup absently.

"According to the investigation, although Rong Zhengyan is weak, he likes to travel in mountains and rivers. Regardless of dissuasion, his footprints are all over Yunhu Lake." Zhao Zeyong picked up the brush and dipped in the ink. Seeing the expression of the inkstone changed slightly, he dipped it after a short pause.

"My uncle has been to Lingzhou?!" Rong Youtang immediately asked.

Zhao Zeyong raised his head and said seriously: "Not only has he been there, but he also stayed at the Wuming Temple on Jingmi Mountain in Wuzhen for more than a month, leaving behind many poems and paintings."

"God..."

Rong Youtang was dumbfounded, and after a long while, he asked at a loss: "Really? I, I know that the foreigner's family is in Tongzhou, Yunhu Lake. At that time, Lingzhou was hit by floods. There was no other better choice, so I borrowed Qiu Xiaoyou identity of."

It turns out that my cousin has visited Wu Town in Lingzhou?

What a coincidence, what a surprise!

"Rong Zhengyan is the most suitable candidate. Are you willing to recognize him as your 'biological father'?" Zhao Zeyong asked.

"There is really nothing more suitable." Rong Youtang sighed and stopped listening. After making up his mind, he put down the spoon and said energetically: "I will go find my uncle tomorrow and ask him what he means!"

"By the way, let him go to Prince Qing's Mansion as soon as possible. I have something to say." Zhao Zeyong instructed.

"You..." Rong Youtang held his breath and asked tentatively, "What do you have to explain? Can I convey it for you?"

"No."

"Oh."

Zhao Zeyong got up, tall and majestic, looked down at Rong Youtang, pointed at the inkstone, and asked with a blank expression: "The king gave it to you and threw it away?" Do you hate this gift so much?

"How is it possible?!" Rong Youtang hurriedly shook his head, opened the drawer nearby, took out the inkstone case from the deepest part, and said frankly: "Oh, the Tao inkstone is too rare and expensive, I don't want to use it, it will be so distressing if it breaks."

Zhao Zeyong calmed down, took the inkstone box, opened it and put it next to the case, and promised: "Just use it, it doesn't matter if it is broken, and I will find another good one for you."

"You are too generous, and your subordinates are terrified." Rong Youtang was terrified from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Zeyong smiled, and picked up the remaining half bowl of sweet soup.

"Your Highness! I've already eaten." Rong Youtang hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong ate a few mouthfuls and said, "Not bad." After speaking, he put down the bowl, squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and said a little tiredly, "It's time for me to return." Then he walked out.

Rong Youtang made a mistake and was so bold that he grabbed King Qing's arm——

"What else is there?" Zhao Zeyong didn't move and didn't look back, his voice was extremely deep.

"No, it's okay." Rong Youtang let go in embarrassment, his ears were hot, he didn't know why he was suddenly impulsive, and he babbled nonsense in embarrassment: "It's late at night, take care on the road, Your Highness."

Zhao Zeyong wanted to laugh, but forced his face to be sullen, and said solemnly: "If it's still not safe for me to bring so many people, wouldn't the capital be in a mess?"

"Yes, what His Highness said is very true." Rong Youtang nodded indiscriminately, always feeling that King Qing's eyes were full of teasing, he pretended to be nothing, and kept sending him to the gate of the courtyard.

"You go back." Zhao Zeyong frowned and reminded: "Don't be too late to review the book. The spirit of the Golden Temple is especially important. It requires both outstanding talent and dignified appearance."

Rong Youtang bowed his head: "Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness."

King Qing and his party's robes fluttered. Although Kong Wu was tall and strong, his steps were light and neat, and they quickly disappeared into the night.

"Master, it's late at night, go back to sleep quickly, don't hurt your body." Lao Zhang closed his head and locked the bar, urging with concern.

"Okay." Rong Youtang stared blankly at the courtyard door, lost his mind for a long time, and then slowly returned to the room.

——His Royal Highness Wen Tao Wulue, Fengshen is handsome, and I don't know which rich and noble daughter he will marry in the future.King Qing, Princess Qing... Princess Qing, King Qing...

Tossing and turning, almost all night without sleep.

Woke up from sleep, got up with difficulty, walked slowly outside, and saw my adoptive father grinding ink with Tao inkstone!

"Father~" Rong Youtang was inexplicably guilty.

"Get up? Go wash and eat quickly, don't dawdle." Rong Kaiji rubbed the ink very smoothly, lowering his head from time to time to observe the ink carefully.

"Oh." Rong Youtang hurriedly washed up, drank a bowl of porridge, and then rushed back to the study like a gust of wind, feeling that his adoptive father wanted to ask questions.

At this time, Rong Kaiji had already silently written half a page of the "Diamond Sutra" with ink made from Tao inkstone.

"Father, how about practicing calligraphy?" Rong Youtang smiled all over his face.

Without raising his head, Rong Kaiji said, "Tang'er, sit down." This tone meant that he wanted to reprimand the child.

coming!

Rong Youtang sat down as promised, and without waiting for his adoptive father to ask questions, he took the initiative to tell Shen Shen that he fabricated his identity and completely got rid of the Zhou family.

"Oh?" Rong Kaiji had already put down his pen, worried: "Is this feasible? Recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan is not a child's play, it must be agreed by both parties, otherwise it will be embarrassing if disputes arise in the future?"

"Don't worry, you will definitely get it, get it... That uncle got sick from the wind and cold when he was enjoying the mountains and rivers in Wuzhen. After returning to Tongzhou, he became very ill and died within a month. Before and after his death, his grandfather's family belonged to him." Take care of it. So, I will go to see my uncle now, to get his consent, and then to ask my grandfather for forgiveness."

Rong Kaiji hurriedly got up, and naturally stopped asking "Why did King Qing visit late at night", and said: "Let's go together. Let's go!"

"it is good."

The father and son brought cakes and tea, went to Xicheng to visit Rong Zhengqing, talked in secret until midnight, stayed overnight, and returned the next day.

At this time, there are still a few days before the palace test.

Rong Youtang picked up the bookcase and still went to the Imperial College to study. After thinking about it, he went to Wenchang Building to ask Lu Nan to see him.

Wenchang Building is the tallest building of Guozijian, with a magnificent atmosphere.

Climb high and look into the distance, feel relaxed and happy.

"Students pay their respects to your lord." Rong Youtang saluted respectfully.

"No need to be too polite." Lu Nan is used to trimming dozens of pots of flowers and plants outside the terrace whenever he has free time. He said in a leisurely manner: "The third one in the test, you performed very well, but don't be arrogant, in the future The palace test will determine the universe."

"Students don't dare to be arrogant. This time they were lucky enough to win this time, all relying on the daily teachings of your masters and adults. Now that they have not passed the palace examination, the students are very afraid. I am afraid that they will lose the teacher's hard work." Rong Youtang deeply respects the other party's talent and character , stood respectfully by his side, and truthfully expressed his distress.

Lu Nan finished pruning a pot of rain orchids, put down the scissors to wash his hands, Rong Youtang hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, took it away after the other party wiped it dry, the former couldn't help showing an admiring smile.

"sit down."

"Thank you sir."

"It's been a long time since I drank the tea soup you cooked." Lu Nan said leisurely.

Rong Youtang was so ashamed that his face turned hot, he got up immediately, busy making tea, and said apologetically: "Students are stupid and not good at tea art, just wasting your good tea."

"Tasting tea is also a matter of watching the heart." Lu Nan said slowly, "Although you are not good at tea cooking skills, but you have enough heart, the tea soup you cook has a special taste."

"My lord is lenient, but students have no place to be ashamed." Rong Youtang fanned the stove to boil water, calmed down for a long time, and then bit the bullet and apologized: "My lord, the student was foolish a few days ago and offended you. Disrespecting the teacher is a big mistake, please punish me .”

"Why did you figure it out all of a sudden?" Lu Nan asked with a smile.

"Students, students are ashamed." Rong Youtang recalled the rude resoluteness last time, and could hardly raise his head.

"As long as you have a clear conscience, why should you care about gossip?" Lu Nan comforted him kindly.

Rong Youtang earnestly explained: "My lord, the students don't care, so I can't hurt you. You are a generation of Confucian scholars, and you have worked hard to educate for half your life—"

"So, you still don't want to learn from me?" Lu Nan interrupted, taking the time to say: "But, I accidentally informed my relatives, friends and colleagues about accepting disciples."

No, accidentally?

Rong Youtang was at a loss and got up in a hurry.

"A few days ago, I had the teacher appreciation banquet you invited, and I always wanted to show it. Could it be that you just invited me by the way?" Lu Nan seemed displeased, narrowing his eyes.

"No, no, no!" Rong Youtang shook his head again and again, and said seriously: "Only three tables were invited that day, and the guests were all students' relatives and trustworthy friends."

Lu Nan nodded in satisfaction: "Very good."

The two look at each other for a moment

Rong Youtang was very moved, his eyes were hot, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed upright, performed the ceremony of worshiping the teacher, his forehead touched the ground, and said: "Student Rong Youtang, kowtow to the master."

Lu Nan nodded in relief, and after accepting the gift, he stood up and helped his disciple with a cheerful smile. Since then, he has taught him with more heart and money, and the teachers and students chatted until the evening, before Lu Nan urged Rong Youtang to go home and ordered the palace examination The day before yesterday, I went to Wenchang Building to learn countermeasures.

How can I be, how can I be!

On the way home, Rong Youtang's thoughts were agitated, and he was solemnly carrying the gift from Master. His heart was full of excitement, he walked with trembling, he laughed and sighed, and he was very anxious, fearing that he would lose his master's face by failing to live up to his promise.

However, his good mood ended as soon as he got home.

"Master, hurry up!"

Li Shun looked around at the door, and when he saw Rong Youtang, he couldn't help but push into the house.

"What's the matter? Uncle Shun, what happened at home? Is it my father's health...?" Rong Youtang trembled with fear and anxiety, thinking that his adoptive father's old illness had relapsed.

"Master is fine." Li Shun said anxiously, whispering:

"A middle-aged man surnamed Zhou came. He was aggressive and was in the master's study. For some reason, there was a quarrel! We wanted to go in, but the master refused to let us in. Oh, I'm so anxious!"

A middle-aged man surnamed Zhou?

Rong Youtang's face suddenly changed, and he rushed to his adoptive father's study immediately.