Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Fly on grass? !

"Song—" Rong Youtang blurted out, but was interrupted by the other party in time:

"That's right, I'm Song Shen." Cao Shangfei slapped his thigh hard, his narrow eyes under his thick black sword eyebrows curled up in a smile, and his delicate lips under his tall humped nose showed his neat white teeth in a smile.

Aren't you Seinfeld?Song Shen is a pseudonym?Is the face the real face?How did you get into the North Camp...

A series of questions suddenly appeared in Rong Youtang, and he was extremely shocked.

Hong Lei explained: "Youzi, Song Shen was recently selected into the forward battalion. His kung fu is very good, and he is invincible in all recruits." Including our brothers.

sure!This fellow has made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes, nicknamed "Flying Fox with Thousand Faces".

The corners of Rong Youtang's mouth twitched, there were so many things he wanted to ask that he couldn't ask in public.

"Shopkeeper Rong, do you remember Song?" Kuo Shangfei narrowed his eyes narrowly.

"Ahem, haha, so it's Mr. Song!"

Rong Youtang pretended to be a reunion of old friends, approached each other, and asked with concern: "I was in a hurry last time, didn't you leave Beijing in a hurry?"

I asked His Highness, and he said that you ran away overnight.

Song Shen slammed his wrists on the table: "I really have something urgent. I had already left the capital for more than 800 miles, but I accidentally left a piece of rare fox skin in the capital! Alas, I have to come back."

Was it captured by His Royal Highness King Qing?Rong Youtang didn't dare to show the slightest smile, tried to tighten his face, and asked seriously: "We haven't seen each other for a while, and you actually joined the army?"

"I can't help it. My lost heirloom fox skin fell into the hands of a nobleman. He wanted me to join the army and serve the country loyally. It's hard to refuse such kindness." Song Shen said vaguely, his mouth full of peanut cakes.

Rong Youtang nodded: Oh, it seems that His Highness has caught your trick, so I'll ask you later.

"Beiying is very good. Congratulations, Mr. Song." Rong Youtang congratulated him solemnly, and at the same time called Hong Lei and Chen Ji to sit down, and he poured tea from the pot.

Chen Ji sighed, "Song Shen is proficient in all eighteen martial arts. Compared with him, we are like frogs in a well."

"Hmph, I have fought against him several times, but I haven't won once." Hong Lei muttered regretfully.

Song Shen was so excited to eat that he became more and more awkward, raised his legs and shook, and laughed arrogantly and wantonly: "If I can't even knock you down, how can I get along?"

"There is a specialty in art." Rong Youtang refilled Hong Lei's tea, and comforted him: "Leizi, it's normal that you can't compare with him for the time being." Then he wanted to go to Cao Shangfei——

"Hey, stop! Back up, back up, get away from me!"

Song Shen pushed flat with his palm, resolutely stopped the host from coming forward to refill tea, and said solemnly: "Don't get too close to me, I like to pour tea by myself."

Rong Youtang held the teapot, and said helplessly: "What? I'm afraid my tea has crotons in it?" I'm not you, my body is full of hidden weapons of poisonous insects.

"Anyway, stay away from me!" Sein Fei warned again and again, pulling a pastry plate in front of him in a serious manner: "At least keep a distance of one foot away." King Qing is a powerful character, so I've fallen for it.

Chen Ji had no choice but to pull Rong Youtang back: "Okay, don't worry about it, let him pour it himself."

"It's very difficult!" Hong Lei scolded with a merciless smile: "Yuko, we don't want to take him with us, but he's a stalker - dog skin plaster, you can't get rid of it!"

Song Shen fought hard to defend: "Hey, I said you really don't have any camaraderie at all. I'm lonely and helpless. I'm so poor that I have nowhere to go during my vacation. Can't I just grab a few meals?"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Chen Ji raised his hands as if begging for forgiveness, and told him with a headache, "Go to my house later, please restrain yourself, and don't scare my mother."

"Naturally, you look down on people too much." Song Shen angrily stuffed lotus root cakes in his mouth.

How can you be so poor?I alone paid thousands of silver back and forth.

"Don't look at people like that. My savings for many years have been confiscated. They call it 'escrow'!" Song Shen gritted his teeth.

Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, and said cheerfully, "Don't argue with anyone, he's very talkative."

"Tsk, really." Hong Lei curled his lips.

Rong Youtang put down the teapot, suddenly felt a slight itch on the back of his sunburned hands and cheeks, couldn't help scratching a few times, and looked down: Oops!The back of the hand is red and swollen and a little shiny?

"Don't scratch it." Song Shenju saw the eyes, and reminded slowly: "Scratching the skin will leave scars, be careful to ruin your beautiful face."

"You have a pretty face!" Rong Youtang didn't even lift his head, he was surprised that he could barely bear it without scratching, but the first scratch was like flooding, it became more and more itchy, itched to the bone, and he couldn't control it at all Grab hard!

Hong Lei turned his head to look, and was startled. He hurriedly reminded: "Hey Yuko, don't catch it! It's so red that it's shining."

"What's the matter? It's obviously not so swollen just now." Chen Ji was surprised by the rapidity of the sunburn, and hurriedly asked: "Where did Uncle Rong go to call the doctor? Your face looks wrong, you need to take medicine quickly, Eyelids are swollen after a cup of tea!"

Rong Youtang gradually became so itchy that he couldn't sit still, gasped for air, forced himself to raise his hands flat, and shouted with a sad face: "What should I do? I can't help it! I used to go to the countryside to receive the goods and get peeled from the sun. What happened today? How many hours has it sunned in the lotus pond?"

"Don't panic, let me take a look." Hong Lei picked up the fan on the table and slapped Rong Youtang's face hard.

"Hurry up and cool off! Is there any ice at home? Twist a piece of cold handkerchief and apply it." Chen Ji suggested.

Song Shen put down his legs and lazily dissuaded him: "Don't use cold compresses, it will only promote the onset of toxicity, be careful of face rot and pus, it will disfigure your face."

"Toxic? Am I poisoned?" Rong Youtang was dumbfounded, watching the fingers on the back of his hand swell up at a speed visible to the naked eye in horror!

"You held a hot teapot for half an hour just now, and you must have taken a hot bath, tsk tsk tsk~" Song Shen sighed, shaking his head.

"Do you know what's going on?" Hong Lei urged, "Tell me quickly, what kind of poison is in Yuko?"

At this time, Rong Kaiji, who went to invite the doctor in person, hurriedly led the doctor, teacher and student to the threshold of the living room, and heard what Hong Lei said, and was shocked: "Tang'er has been poisoned?!"

He rushed to his son, his eyes widened immediately, and he said in horror: "Oh, doctor, please take a look, I left for at least two quarters of an hour, my son's skin was red and slightly swollen, and suddenly it's like this!" As he spoke, he raised his son's ten fingers that were so red and swollen that he couldn't make a fist.

"Don't panic, sit down and wait for the old man to take a look." The doctor pouted, and the apprentice following him immediately opened the medicine box, took out the pulse diagnosis bag, and quickly placed it on the coffee table.

Rong Youtang sat down as he said, restrained his anxiety and panic, held his breath and waited for the doctor's treatment, turned his head to look at Feishang Cao: "Wow~" Song Shen clicked his tongue in amazement, as if amazed by the Rong family who raised teachers and mobilized the crowd, and walked leisurely.

Unable to reveal Cao Shangfei's identity in public, Rong Youtang could only ask cryptically: "Mr. Song, have you ever seen me in a situation like this before? What kind of poison is it?"

"That's it." Song Shen held his head high, and then shook his legs again, fooling around.

It was only then that Rong Kaiji noticed a strange face in the living room, it was no surprise, he thought it was his son's new friend, anxiously, he immediately approached him and humbly asked for advice: "I wonder if this little brother can tell me something?"

Seeing that the adoptive father was worried, Song Shen put down his legs, put away his hippie smile, and said sternly: "Master Ling was crawled over by the silver hot peppers in the lotus pond, and soaked in lotus fluff, sweat, and pollen. When he was sweating profusely, the hot bath water stirred up his skin and flesh, so he couldn't bear it naturally."

The invited doctor was a little unhappy, and said with a stern face: "Since your mansion has invited an expert to diagnose and treat you, why should the old man rush over here?"

"Hey? I'll come first, you'll come later—" Song Shen became unhappy, and stood up as soon as the pastry plate was put down.

Rong Youtang hurriedly comforted both sides, consoling Hong Lei and others, and after a long while of chatter, he accepted the prescription and sent the doctor away with a generous fee.

half an hour later

During the dinner, Song Shen waved his chopsticks wolfishly, eating in an unusually heroic manner, winked and asked Rong Youtang in the gap between refills: "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

Rong Youtang applied brown ointment all over his face, and pressed it coolly. Finally, he managed to calm down, and said slightly: "Brother Song is joking, I believe you will not poison." Your "fox fur" and your life savings It is still in the hands of His Highness.

"Hahaha~" Song Shen beamed brightly and said, "Yes, you are very interesting. If I had known you a few years earlier, I would probably have taken you as my apprentice."

Father Rong tried his best to keep the meal warm, so Hong Lei and Chen Ji were also present. They looked at each other and smiled, and squinted at the strange guy who always spoke surprisingly.

"Forget it, thank you, I'm stupid, I don't want to insult Brother Song's unique skills." Rong Youtang raised his face slightly, and drank the porridge with difficulty.

After dinner, it's a rare vacation. Hong Lei and Chen Ji will definitely go home to reunite with their relatives, but it's really inconvenient to bring Sein Fei: they have young sisters who have not left the court, and the Hong family is even a widowed mother with a pair of children.

Therefore, Rong Youtang urged in a loud voice: "Leizi, Brother Chen, you can go back at ease, Brother Song is most suitable to live in my house."

Rong Kaiji said cheerfully: "Xiao Song is straightforward and informal, and also knows medical skills. I have the audacity to keep him for two days."

Hong Lei scratched his head, looked worriedly at Song Shen who was jumping up and down like a monkey in the lush flowers and trees in the courtyard, looked at Chen Ji, hesitated for a long time, and was persuaded to go home by Rong Youtang who repeatedly comforted him.

after a while

The Rong family went to work separately, Rong Youtang walked under the tall magnolia tree, raised his head and greeted softly: "Come down, let me ask you a few words."

"You get out of the way."

Rong Youtang stepped back a foot and stood still.

After a few "chiliu", Song Shen jumped up and down, leaning against the tree trunk, crossing his arms, biting a flower branch at the corner of his mouth, and asked leisurely, "Ask."

"Why did you change your name?"

"My name is Song Shen, but you were the ones calling me out."

"Is the face real?"

"It's real leather." Cao Shangfei rolled his eyes.

Rong Youtang suppressed a smile and nodded: "Okay. Song Shen, whose hands did your 'fox skin' fall into?"

"Hmph, you know what you're asking." Song Shen looked up at the moon with a worried expression.

Rong Youtang approached a few steps, but was immediately stopped by the other party, so he had to stop, and asked in a breathy voice: "Your Highness let you enter the northern camp? Are you unwilling?"

"He listed the 'interesting things' I have done over the years, and pointed out two paths: one is the prison, and the other is the Beiying." Song Shen stuffed the magnolia flower into his mouth and chewed it.

Rong Youtang couldn't hide his guilt: "The news you sent back last time is true, thank you, I appreciate your kindness very much. I'm sorry, I have hurt you."

"Forget it, I blame myself for being flustered and stupid." Song Shen ate the flowers one by one.

"Actually, Beiying is really good." Rong Youtang said sincerely, "If I fail the imperial examination, I will definitely stay in Beiying as a cook."

"Master Tang is already Master Rong, and the titles on the gold list soared to the sky, but I was playing with the recruits all day long in the barracks!" Song Shen hugged the tree trunk, and lightly bumped his head.

Rong Youtang knew it well, and said bluntly: "Where can Beiying trap you? Did your Highness ask 'Zhenqianbao'?"

Song Shen stopped hitting the tree, turned his head, his eyes were sharp, and he said solemnly: "I have difficulties, and I swear not to reveal them. Although Song is a reckless man in the world, there are rules in the world. If he violates his oath, he will hide in the ends of the earth I will also be hunted down, and there will never be peace. Therefore, no matter how tortured you are, I will not say anything!"

"Torture?" Rong Youtang froze for a moment, then asked cautiously: "No, no?"

"Not yet, but he won't let me go." Song Shen curled his lips in distress, but there was no resentment in his eyes, and hugged the tree humorously.

Rong Youtang thought for a while and said, "I'll ask His Highness later—"

"Hush, don't!" Song Shen yelled, "Don't hurt me, you have to act as if you don't care, understand?"

Rong Youtang nodded numbly, with brown ointment on his face, he couldn't do anything to the maverick people in the rivers and lakes.

"Acquaintance, I think you are quite pleasing to the eye, let me warn you a few words: Zhen Qianbao is not someone you can afford to provoke, if his crimes are revealed, a lot of people will die! Be your peanut officer, sir Mind your own business."

"Peanut officer?" Rong Youtang wondered.

"Seventh-rank sesame official, sixth-rank is a little higher, so it is naturally a peanut official. Remember to get more oil and water, and help me in the future."

Rong Youtang laughed angrily and said, "You call me a corrupt official before I start working?!"

"I came from thousands of miles to be an official for food and clothing; if I don't make a fortune as an official, I won't come." Song Shen spoke plausibly, yawned, stretched his waist and said, "Okay, that's it, I'm sleepy."

Rong Youtang informed: "You sleep in the second room in the east, I will take you—"

"No need, I know how many mouse holes there are in your house."

Song Shen walked towards the guest room in a familiar way, and muttered in a low voice: "If you detain it, you will detain it. Anyway, you will be in charge of food and housing, and you will be paid for clothes and military pay. I will take a rest for a while."

A thousand-faced fox flies on the grass, roams the rivers and lakes, and wanders. It is rare for Song Shen to be so stable and sleep peacefully in the same bed for a long time.

next morning

Sure enough, Rong Youtang's hands and face were much less swollen, only a few red marks remained. The imperial letter he received ordered him to take up his post in the Imperial Academy tomorrow, and then to the Ministry of Household Affairs three days later, so today he is free.

After taking the medicine, he was full of doubts and hurried to Prince Qing's Mansion.

Fortunately, because the old lady of Dingbeihou's mansion was approaching her birthday, King Qing was rarely in the city during the day and ordered Beiying to send urgent documents to the palace.

In the study, King Qing was discussing matters with Dingbeihou, his father and son, Wu Sipeng, and several familiar old Dingbeihou's former ministries.

"Yo? Master Rong is here?" Guo Da was the first to greet with a smile.

Rong Youtang hurriedly greeted the elders one by one, feeling a little embarrassed, in fact, except for the counselor Wu Sipeng, everyone present was much more powerful than him.

"Why are you blushing? Are you hot or shy?" Guo Dan asked in confusion.

Rong Youtang said awkwardly: "I'm not shy, I was crawled by poisonous insects."

Zhao Zeyong was not surprised, he had already received the news, and said: "Song Shen is good at Qihuang, his medicine can be used, sit down."

what?

Before Rong Youtang sat still, he raised his head in surprise, and then came to his senses: By the way, the pawn shop opposite my cloth village is one of the properties of the Wangfu, and they must know what happened to my family.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Guo Heng asked kindly, "Is Yuanwailang from Tongzhou with the surname Rong surnamed your relative?"

Rong Youtang got up and said respectfully: "Master Hui Guo: My uncle is currently serving under your command."

"Sure enough." Guo Heng nodded with a smile and said, "I saw him by chance yesterday. I thought His Majesty assigned the No. It's rare." After he won the title, he served as Minister of the Ministry of Industry, and usually only cared about important tasks, and assigned the left and right servants to take care of the rest.

Rong Youtang said modestly: "Your Majesty ordered the students to go to the Ministry of Households to study first, hoping to have the opportunity to serve you in the future."

Guo Heng turned his head and said to the eldest son of Ren Hubu's servant, "Yuan'er, has he been assigned to you?"

"Yes. His Majesty appointed a Zhili chief at the Jinshi banquet yesterday." Guo Yuan told his father.

"Oh? That's very hard work. If you do it well, it's easy to make political achievements." Guo Heng was a little surprised, looked at Rong Youtang with a new eye, and finally said with emotion: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the talents of Jiangshan come forth from generation to generation. You can be recognized by His Majesty one after another, and this alone is better than tens of thousands of people."

Zhao Zeyong skimmed off the tea foam slowly, the corners of his mouth curled up in joy.

"Master Guo praised you absurdly. The students are ashamed. They have no merits, but they are lucky to be favored by His Majesty." Rong Youtang said frankly.

Guo Heng shook his head, and pointed out with sophistication: "Your Majesty's sage is enlightened, and there must be a reason for him to appoint and employ people. You don't have to belittle yourself, work hard with your feet on the ground, and look at the future."

"Thank you for your advice, my lord." Rong Youtang bowed deeply and cupped his hands.

"Brother Rong has to work harder, the household entry department has to make a lot of calculations, and help His Majesty figure out every last bit." Guo Da encouraged.

Rong Youtang gratefully said yes.

In a blink of an eye, King Qing returned to the previous topic again:

"Grandmother's birthday, everyone in the capital will be there." Zhao Zeyong said with concern: "No matter how big or small it is, just ask if you need it. The king has ordered the housekeeper to arrange people to help day and night from tomorrow."

"Your Highness attaches so much importance to it, our ancestors will be very happy to know it." Guo Heng praised.

"Filial piety to the elders is what it should be."

after chatting for a while

Guo Da suddenly mentioned: "By the way, I heard that Marquis Pingnan suddenly fell ill last night. Is there such a thing?"

Rong Youtang turned his head in surprise: "Yesterday's Jinshi banquet, Mr. Yang, was so good!"

Wu Sipeng smiled with his beard and said with great interest: "It is rumored that Taifu Han's only son intends to marry Pingnanhou's eldest granddaughter."

God, how to calculate the seniority?

Marriages and marriages in aristocratic families are complicated, and Han Yang has been fighting for most of his life. Once they get married, the titles of the two families and collateral lines will be greatly changed!

Rong Youtang was dumbfounded, he really hadn't heard of this anecdote, and his heart fluttered for a while.

"So that's the case." Guo Da shook his head: "No wonder Marquis Pingnan suddenly fell ill, nine out of ten he was angry."

Zhao Zeyong said lightly: "Han Rukun will probably be disappointed."

"His two families are in the same situation, it is absolutely impossible to shake hands and make peace." Guo Heng shook his head.

Several old Dingbeihou's former ministries also made fun of it, showing a faint gloating attitude of watching the fire from the other side - after the old Dingbeihou died in battle, they were very excluded and extremely dissatisfied with the arrogant Pingnanhou.

Two quarters of an hour later, the tea party ended.

King Qing personally sent his uncle out of the courtyard, accompanied by Rong Youtang, and then returned to the study together.

"When I passed Moon Lake, I saw His Highness the Ninth Prince learning how to row a boat." Rong Youtang asked curiously, "Didn't you say that you won't allow it until after the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Yesterday at the Jinshi banquet, he saw you rowing boats to pick flowers, and he was curious about the father for a long time. His wish was fulfilled, and the father allowed him to study for an hour in the cool morning."

Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, and said teasingly: "His Royal Highness Ninth is very sensible, and he directly passed you to ask His Majesty for instructions."

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows: "If he obeys everything, can he understand the pros and cons of rules?"

"What Your Highness said is very true." Rong Youtang smiled, and went into the room to pour boiling water by himself.

"Can't drink tea?"

"Song Shen ordered to avoid food for two days." Rong Youtang put the boiling water next to the ice porcelain basin containing melons and fruits to cool, and asked, "When did Your Highness catch the grass?"

"Half a month ago."

Rong Youtang asked curiously: "He said you withheld his 'fox fur' and savings?"

Zhao Zeyong walked up to the multi-treasure stand, raised his hand to take down a small jade box, and said in a calm manner: "That's right. He fled the capital in a hurry, and he didn't have time to take away the heirlooms hidden in the Wisteria Pavilion. They are two secret books. Hidden weapon making and poison cultivation."

"The Wisteria Pavilion?"

That is the famous manly building in Beijing!

Rong Youtang was shocked and asked: "Since it is a family treasure, why is it hidden in the Wisteria Pavilion where people come and go?"

"That's his property. He usually takes unofficial jobs just to distract himself from boredom and enjoy playing with the world." Zhao Zeyong shook his head, pushed Rong Youtang to sit, and gently pinched his chin to examine the other's blushing face.

"It's unreasonable! He is clearly a rich man, but he kept crying about being poor last night. My father thought he was pitiful, so he asked the steward to cut off two clothes, and stuffed a bag of silver as the consultation money." Rong Youtang couldn't laugh or cry, looked up, Frowning slightly, he was itchy by the opponent's rough fingertips.

"Did he accept it?" Zhao Zeyong asked.

"I only took the clothes, said that I am an old friend, and no consultation fee. Early this morning, he went to the kitchen to tinker, woke everyone up, and cooked a table full of dishes!" Rong Youtang was overjoyed, thinking Get up and laugh.

Zhao Zeyong stopped his movements, then gently stroked the other's cheek, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think of him?"

Although King Qing's attitude was casual and his tone was gentle, Rong Youtang was keenly aware of something wrong!He thought for a while, and said seriously: "In fact, I have very little friendship with him, and we are very unfamiliar. We both wore masks when we met before."

"Well."

Zhao Zeyong nodded in satisfaction, and stuffed the small jade box into the opponent's palm, "Heat-clearing and detoxifying ointment, take it back and ask Song Shen to wipe it as appropriate."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Rong Youtang twisted the cap and sniffed: it was in the form of milky white paste, exuding an elegant and light fragrance.

Zhao Zeyong took a loose robe, walked to the desk and sat down, and said slowly:

"According to the investigation, Cao Shangfei and Zhen Qianbaoshi came from the same school."

Rong Youtang suddenly raised his head, he was so surprised that he almost dropped the jade box.

"He refused to disclose it, so the king had no choice but to withhold his family secrets and property." Zhao Zeyong said helplessly.

"Teacher from the same school?" Rong Youtang frowned, and murmured: "Last night, Weidao said that he had a hard time and he must not break his oath."

"This king also has difficulties, so he must pry his mouth open." Zhao Zeyong sighed, slowly kneading the center of his brows, with a dignified expression.

Rong Youtang couldn't help approaching, pushed the teacup closer, felt something strange, and asked tentatively: "If it's because of the grievances between me and the Zhou family, Your Highness need not be so worried, a lifetime is long, and I will accompany them to the end. "

King Qing remained silent, his face stern.

"Your Highness?" Rong Youtang was nervous and nervous.

After a long time, Zhao Zeyong looked sad, and said with deep pain: "It is related to the cause of the death of my queen mother and concubine."