Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Why? Why on earth are you?"

Emperor Chengtian asked in a trembling voice, grieved to the bone, clutching the hem of the dragon robe with both hands, and leaning on the back of the chair.

"Father, what do you think? Don't get angry and ruin your body." King Qing asked anxiously, he was afraid that his father would get angry on the spot, and the whole world would be in chaos.

"Zhen, I can hold on." Emperor Chengtian gritted his teeth, patted King Qing's arm, puzzled, and interrogated angrily: "Yilin is your sister, how can you do it? Huh? How can you bear it?"

"Huh~"

Zhao Zening sneered, and spat out the words through his teeth, saying: "She is a noble and prominent eldest princess, she is loved very much, and she can win the wind and the rain, but Yiqi and I are maidservants. trampled into the dirt."

"How do you say that?" Emperor Chengtian shook his head incomprehensibly. After the rage, he sat weak and paralyzed, and said angrily: "You are all my sons and daughters, you are the princes and princesses, and you come from the most noble background in the world. Give it to the best, is there anyone who has deducted your share?"

"Sure enough! In your mind, you only need to give a few bites of food and a few clothes, and ignore the rest. Let us suffer from contempt and cold eyes, and live like pigs and dogs." Zhao Zening was full of resentment, fists clenched Hold, and kneel down.

"Like a pig or a dog? It's just nonsense!"

Emperor Chengtian panted, lowered his voice, and yelled: "You don't know what is good or bad, you were born to enjoy the glory and wealth, and you don't know how to cherish your blessings every day! I ask myself that I am not stupid. From the beginning to the end, no matter life or studies, New Year's rewards Wait, sons are all the same, and daughters are another, and they are treated equally. What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Except for basic necessities, food, housing, transportation and studies?" Zhao Zening raised his head, his natural brows were dark and thick, his eyebrows were dark and covered his eyes, his skin was pale, but his cheeks were flushed with excitement, and when the fire was stained with black ash, he described himself as embarrassed.The resentment accumulated for more than ten years erupted, and he asked aggressively: "My mother spread branches and leaves for the royal family, and gave birth to a son and a daughter. There is no credit but hard work. Why did she only confer Zhaoyi? Yes! She came from a poor farmer's family. A slave is a servant girl, but when you were lucky enough to know that she didn't hide anything, why did you treat your own woman so harshly? Among the brothers and sisters, only my mother is Zhaoyi, there is no palace, and the three mothers and children live in a cramped and remote place. Cui Pavilion, stay away from the rest of the concubines, being ridiculed by others, you can’t hold your head up. You can’t see these? You are cold and partial, and you don’t care about our life or death at all!”

"Eighth brother, pay attention to your wording, discuss the matter as it stands, and don't be rude." King Qing immediately warned, fearing that the situation would get out of control, he turned and knelt down and said, "Father, calm down, Xiao Ba, he——" Qing Wang Yusai couldn't find words to persuade him.

"Yong'er, don't stop me, I, I must have a serious talk with this bastard tonight!" Panting, Emperor Chengtian put his hand on King Qing's shoulder, furious, glaring and asking: "Zening, you keep accusing It's ridiculous that I don't care about the lives of the three of you, mother and child! If I ignore you, how did you survive? How did you grow up so big? Can Yiqi be born? Huh?"

"Don't think I don't know!" Zhao Zening's face twisted, his cheeks twitched, and he said with hatred: "My mother was Han Guifei's dowry maid, and she got the emperor's fortune by chance. It's a pity that she and the queen have always been at odds, and the queen stepped forward to make sure that—"

"Confused!"

Emperor Chengtian resolutely stopped, with a stern face, and scolded: "You are my son, but you can't even figure out the inside story? You think you are smart, you idiot!"

King Qing helplessly reminded: "Eighth brother, you should think about it calmly: Lady Zhaoyi...was at the side of Concubine Han, and Concubine Han was the lord of the palace, and the abortion medicine could be ready in two quarters of an hour, so she could have done it quietly. , why did the queen know about it in time and rushed to rescue her?"

Zhao Zening was stunned, hesitant to speak.

"That's because your mother tried to tell me! I have to take care of the dragon species pregnant, so I passed the news to the queen. It would be better for her to come forward, otherwise your mother will directly confront the concubines, understand?" Emperor Chengtian slapped the table hating iron for being weak.

"That's what you should do. Tigers don't eat their babies, so how can you just watch my mother and son be killed?" Zhao Zening was confident and extremely injustice, and asked again: "My mother has suffered all her life, and she has worked so hard to give birth to children for the royal family, but she has to A Zhaoyi position! If you don’t like it, why bother with her? My sister and I are so embarrassing! I remember very early. When I was three or four years old, every time my mother turned around, the eunuchs and court ladies would poke and torture me in every possible way, sneering and sarcastic , Playing and ridiculing, making fun of me as 'a low-grade dragon raised by a maidservant', 'a poor child whose majesty is too lazy to give a name', etc., etc., who of you know?"

"Who? Who dares? If you name them, I will pull out their tongues and cut off their heads!" Emperor Chengtian was stunned in amazement.

"Anyway, you are biased!" Zhao Zening accused angrily.

Emperor Chengtian opened his mouth and lost his temper with anger!

But by nature, a father always expects to be understood and loved by his children.

Therefore, the emperor endured his anger and continued to try to explain: "I also have a headache about your mother's status. She was born too low. The concubine and her natal family put pressure on me? But I withstood the pressure and gave her a name, and let you and Yiqi put on a genealogy; besides, the reason why you were named late is because there were too many things in those two years It’s gone! First your imperial grandmother passed away, then the empresses and concubines had miscarriages one after another, and then the foreign enemies from the northwest invaded—”

"Excuse! Everything is an excuse!"

Zhao Zening interrupted with sobs, he clenched his fists, trembled violently, glared, and asked: "It's just a name, how difficult can it be? I didn't have a name until I was four years old, and in the end I got a 'Ning' who was 'quiet and peaceful'. What on earth are you doing?" mean?"

"Kang Ning is safe. What's wrong with the word 'Ning'? Xiao Jiu followed your Ning and named him 'Ze'an'. Could it be because I hate it maliciously?" Emperor Chengtian almost smoked.

"How can I compare to the ninth brother? He is a clever old man and your treasure, but I am a rough plantar. Humph, I knew it early on, you hate me! According to the ancestral system, the prince 15 I went out of the palace to open the mansion every year, but I dragged it there, and still had nowhere to go, so I could only live in the palace, who would think highly of me?" The more Zhao Zening spoke, the more sad he became, trembling like sifting chaff, tears streaming down his face.

"Nie Zhan, you have a problem, why didn't you say it clearly? I'm in the wrong about the mansion. As compensation, 50 taels of silver have already been allocated from the private treasury. As long as you don't exceed the rules, you can build it however you like. The Eighth Prince's mansion is not It's almost finished!" Emperor Chengtian's eyes were red and swollen, and he slapped the table angrily.

King Qing frowned and didn't say a word for a long time—with his character, he couldn't understand why his younger brother was so stubborn!He took a deep breath, forced himself to be calm and objective, and said word by word: "Eighth brother, you were born a man, and you are a noble prince. What's the point of blindly belittling yourself and complaining about others? You are young and have little experience. In the deep palace, I have never had to worry about family financial affairs. I have a narrow vision and a narrow mind. I call myself a poor person. In fact, I have never seen the real misery in the world. Countless people are thousands of times more pitiful than you. If everyone is like you, they will kill each other Wouldn't it be a big mess to vent your anger by using different means?"

Zhao Zening sobbed repressedly, and said sadly and aggrieved: "Third Brother, I have nothing to refute when you scold me. But, if I also had a Wuhou grandfather, how could I get to where I am today?"

"You—" King Qing frowned, looking at his younger brother incomprehensibly.However, before he opened his mouth, Emperor Chengtian couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly got up, Li Deying, who had been acting as a decoration, came back to life, and quickly stepped forward to help him.

Chengtian Emperor's chest heaved violently, he raised his hand, his fingertips trembled, and severely reprimanded: "What a confused bastard!"

"Although your third brother has a grandfather who is Marquis Wu, the old Marquis Dingbei has sacrificed for the country for more than ten years. Now Marquis Dingbei follows the literature, and he can only rely on himself to manage the army and fight wars! Do you want to say that the Marquis Dingbei belongs to the old man?" Heroic souls appearing and helping them gain military exploits one after another? Absurd!"

"Am I ridiculous?"

Zhao Zening burst into tears, half because of sadness, and the other half because of the pain of the burnt arm, he retorted: "Isn't birth important? You said just now that my mother's background is low, so it is not good to be promoted. Look, look, You became biased in a blink of an eye, and you have two distinct attitudes towards third brother and towards me!"

"Zhen, Zhen..." Emperor Chengtian was at a loss for words, his chest was tight and short of breath, he was so excited that he lost his mind, his thoughts were confused, and he couldn't answer for a while.

King Qing felt a headache, and he was not so tired of commanding the battle. He said disappointedly: "Father, calm down, the eighth brother has gotten into a dead end." He turned to his younger brother and said, "Little Ba, you are so wrong! Yes. When I was young, my brothers were ignorant and ignorant, and they were sheltered under the wings of their elders. But when they grow up, they should aim high, and the world is boundless. As long as the father allows it, where can they go to develop experience? But you only care about your siblings. Competing for favor, one plunges headlong into the bull's horns and cannot get out, but if you leave the palace twice to broaden your horizons, your heart will naturally be cheerful, why come to this point?"

"Third brother said it lightly, do you think I don't want to? I dream of it! But the emperor doesn't allow it, where can I go?" Zhao Zening said helplessly.

"Why did I ever stop you from practicing and building meritorious deeds? Disobedient son, you don't live up to yourself, and push all your faults onto others." Emperor Chengtian glared and gnashed his teeth, and his breathing was clearly audible.

"I used to look forward to it day and night, and finally waited until I was 15 years old. I wanted to follow my third brother to the Northwest for training, but you stopped me in every possible way." Zhao Zening complained bitterly and angrily.

"Who stopped you? I approved your request back then, but you retreated before the battle." Emperor Chengtian was stooped and old-fashioned.

"Who said I thought? You knew that my mother strongly opposed it, but you didn't dissuade her. You let her cry and even seek death, and even went to blame the third brother, forcing me to turn down the great opportunity." Zhao Zening paused, and he I have been aggrieved for many years, and tonight I went all out, saying: "Third brother, Guo Da followed you at the age of 15, and eventually became a famous player. I am very envious, but it is a pity that I have no chance to emulate."

Are you blaming me?

King Qing was stunned, at a loss for what to do, and then said righteously: "Little Ba, you really have a demonic disease! Ziyan is a cousin, but I didn't agree to lead him at all back then. He left the book privately and left home alone. After a long journey of more than a thousand miles, chasing him all the way, he couldn't turn back the stick, so he had no choice but to take it with him."

"You treat him better than me, obviously he's just a cousin and I'm a real brother." Zhao Zening was in a trance, muttering to himself, raising his hand and biting his index finger, with a strange expression.

"Could it be that you feel that the world owes you everything?!" King Qing sighed.

"Stubborn, unpromising evil!" Emperor Chengtian thumped the table, heartbroken, utterly disappointed, with a glimmer of hope, and asked: "Thousands of mistakes, all our faults? What about you? Are you right?"

"I am right!"

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Zening suddenly jumped up and rushed towards his father, frightened Li Deying dodged to block the emperor, shouting: "Be careful, Your Majesty!"

"Eighth brother! What do you want to do? Are you crazy? Kneel down for me, kneel down!" King Qing was furious, grabbed his younger brother, pressed him to his knees, and asked in a whisper, "What do you want? What are you doing? That's Father!"

"Nizi, you have killed Yilin, do you still want to kill your father?" Emperor Chengtian waved Li Deying away, extremely sad, and at the same time, he gradually resumed the iron-fisted style of the emperor, and said slowly: "Okay, okay, I understand, Understood."

"Father, calm down, you, you sit down and talk, and take care of the dragon's body." King Qing dryly comforted, really didn't know what to say, and gave Li Deying a look. , sit down slowly, His Royal Highness King Qing is so frightened that his face is pale, and his hands are still bleeding."

"Oh? Oh?" ​​Emperor Chengtian was unable to support himself, sat down exhausted, and took a closer look: "Yong'er, are your hands okay?"

"No problem." King Qing shook his head, not caring about himself at all.

"Kill me, kill me." Zhao Zening was panting like a cow, his eyes were red and swollen, his eyes were straight, he couldn't stop shaking, and he bit his fingers hard.

"You... how could you bear it when you started?" Cheng Tiandi held his breath when he remembered the tragic death of his eldest daughter, and said in pain, "A'Ning, that's your sister!"

"Damn her!"

Zhao Zening was still puzzled, and angrily scolded: "Zhao Yilin is domineering, savage and domineering. She has never put my mother and son in the eye, bullying and humiliating wantonly, but you have always protected her and forced me to do it."

"Is that why we forced you?" Emperor Chengtian felt nothing more than heartbreak.

"That's right!"

"Okay, I understand."

The huge main hall of Qianming Palace, with carved beams and painted buildings, is resplendent and resplendent, showing the luxury of the royal family. Dragon-shaped carvings and bright yellow colors can be seen everywhere.It made the Eighth Prince's face look ashen, with no demeanor at all.

Emperor Chengtian learned from the pain and was silent for a long time. He said, "Zening, you are a debt collector. You are completely confused and lawless, but I can't ignore the dignity of the royal family. Since the founding of the country by the Taizu, you have been the only one who dared to kill you. The prince of the princess! In detail, as a father, I have an unshirkable responsibility. After a hundred years, I will plead guilty to my ancestors."

"Kill me, kill me, I'm tired of living..." Zhao Zening muttered, kneeling limply, dejected, staring at his father with his eyes upturned, as if he had lost his sense of pain, he bit his right index finger, and blood gushed out , was sucked and licked by him with relish, and the gray lips were instantly stained with a strange red.

"Why are you self-harming?" King Qing scolded angrily, twisting his arms backwards and pressing them tightly.

"What's the point of being alive? I'm so annoying. Kill me. Beheading is still Ling Chi. Take revenge for your beloved daughter. It's over." Zhao Zening's facial features were distorted, and he sneered hoarsely.

Could it be that Wang Cuizhi's madness was passed on to the children?

Emperor Chengtian was full of doubts.This kind of thinking made him feel better, after all, no one could accept that a son deliberately killed his daughter.He straightened his face, his eyes were stern, he braced himself, and ordered majesticly: "Ze Yong, send him to the prince's original bedroom immediately, and send someone to guard him day and night, and he is not allowed to leave even half a step without purpose."

The emperor did not say a time limit, because he was temporarily unable to think more.

"Yes." King Qing accepted the order with mixed feelings.

"Imprisoned for life? Then you might as well kill me!" Zhao Zening yelled in fear.

"Presumptuous! If you hadn't been reincarnated as Zhen's son and killed the princess, you would have ended up as Ling Chi!"

"I still have to kill the Nine Clans, right? If you have the ability to kill the Nine Clans, the whole family will die together, so don't live hahaha~" Zhao Zening laughed maniacally, with a strange and penetrating expression.

"That's enough! Father has already done his utmost to benevolent and righteous. You are so aggressive, your face is really ugly." King Qing angrily reprimanded unbearably.

"Nizi, Nizi——" Emperor Chengtian was filled with anger, trembling, suddenly his body tilted, and he fell into a coma on the spot.

"Father!"

"His Majesty!"

"Quickly pass on the imperial physician, where is the imperial physician?"

There were chaotic and hurried footsteps in Qianming Palace, but no news was leaked out, and the gate of the palace was closed tightly.

At the end of Yin time, it is almost dawn.

It's almost dawn.

Under the timely treatment by the imperial physicians, Emperor Chengtian, who had been in a coma for a long time, gradually regained consciousness, and vaguely heard: "The piece of the palm was burned into the flesh, and there were many blisters in a short period of time. Please don't be careless, Your Highness. You must take the medicine and change it on time. Beware of dirty wounds."

King Qing's two palms were carefully bandaged, and he sighed: "It's okay for me, you take good care of His Majesty so that he can recover as soon as possible."

"This..." The imperial physician murmured, not daring to tell the truth.

At this time, Emperor Chengtian called weakly: "Yong'er."

"Father?" King Qing hurried back to the bed and asked nervously, "What do you think? What's uncomfortable?"

Emperor Chengtian opened his eyes and said, "It's just an old problem. How is your hand? Tell the imperial doctor to look carefully, don't be careless."

"My son is all right."

"The old minister has debrided and applied medicine for His Royal Highness King Qing, and there is no serious problem at present." The imperial physician replied respectfully.

Emperor Chengtian turned away the outsiders, stared at the top of the bright yellow tent, and asked for a while, "What about the evil?"

"It has been sent to the prince's office according to your wishes."

"Hmm." Emperor Chengtian asked again: "Have you interrogated the eunuch captured by Moge?"

"Trial. The man's name is Liu Man, 52 years old. He worked in Baohe Palace when he was young, and then he was sent to Leng Palace. He insisted that he was the murderer. He insisted that because he was beaten and insulted by Yilin, he held a grudge, so he killed for revenge." King Qing made a brief report.

Although Emperor Chengtian fell ill, his mind was still clear, and he immediately asked: "Is that person an old acquaintance with Wang Zhaoyi?"

King Qing was a little embarrassed, afraid of provoking his father, he answered carefully, "They were both Concubine Han's subordinates, so they should know each other."

"Humph."

Emperor Chengtian sneered, and said sharply: "I have known since I was a child that some court ladies and eunuchs would secretly form rivalry, but Wang Zhaoyi followed me innocently. That person was also infatuated, and he was willing to be driven by that evil obstacle to commit his crimes and die. In this way, I will generously fulfill him! Yonger, what should I do, don’t you need the emperor to teach you?”

King Qing knew his father's meaning very well, pondered for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Did you claim to have caught the murderer? But, Concubine Hui and Fourth Brother..."

Emperor Chengtian closed his eyes and sighed, and said with deep pain: "You don't have to worry about it, I will deal with it, and try to make up for it. What can I do? Do you want to announce the family scandal to the whole world? That would be really terrible. It's a small matter of embarrassment, and the dignity of the royal family is gone. If it is a big matter, if it endangers the country, how can I have the face to meet my ancestors?"

There is really no better way.

"Yes. My son... the case will be announced at dawn." King Qing felt that his head was weighing a thousand pounds, so he made it harder.

Emperor Chengtian had no expression on his face, and he ordered without hesitation: "Pass down my will to bury Liu Manling, the nine clans, and all the servants who served Yilin, and ask the Imperial Study Room to draft Yilin's posthumous name, and order the Ministry of Rites to prepare the funeral with the highest standard. .”

"Follow the order." King Qing's mind was blank.

silence for a while

Emperor Chengtian asked calmly: "What time is it?"

"Yin time seven quarters."

"In the past at this time, I would have already woken up, and I would go to the morning court after two mouthfuls of porridge." Emperor Chengtian said weakly.

"Father is diligent and self-disciplined, and my son admires him." King Qing said in a low voice.

"But now I have a headache and chest tightness, and I'm weak and can't get up." Lying in the bright yellow quilt curtain, Emperor Chengtian looked more and more old, thin, and haggard.

King Qing's heart was sour, he knelt down in front of the couch, and said earnestly: "Father, please cheer up, the imperial physicians are skilled in medicine, and they will surely make you recover."

"Oh, I'm really tired, I need to rest for a while." Emperor Chengtian announced that he was determined to examine the third son of the emperor, but he only found sadness and worry in the other's eyes, nothing else.

King Qing nodded solemnly: "I agree with you to do what you can, and it will not be too late to deal with government affairs after you recover from rest."

"Hmm." Emperor Chengtian nodded, and immediately ordered:

"Decree to ask your eldest brother to handle the government affairs on your behalf for a period of time, and Taifu Han, Marquis Pingnan, Marquis Dingbei, and Shangshu Gao Xin of the Ministry of War will jointly assist."

"Yes!" King Qing simply accepted the decree, filial and loyal.

Good boy.

Emperor Chengtian felt very relieved, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and warned in a trembling voice: "Besides, you are in charge of supervising Yilin's funeral, and you must, must send her well. As long as you don't violate the rules, you will give everything to the best. Do you understand what I mean? ?”

"My son understands."

"Yong'er, I've entrusted you with the heavy responsibility for my father, go." Emperor Chengtian choked with sobs, tears flowed from his fingers, and the bright yellow pillow was dizzy.

"Don't worry, I will do my best!" King Qing solemnly promised.

At the end of Maoshi, the sky was bright.

There were only three people in the discussion tent in the imperial garden.

Rong Youtang was shocked by King Yu Qing's burnt hands and part of his hair that was singed, but he had no time to ask right now, he watched anxiously: "The case has been solved?" King Rui stood with his hands down, staring at his brother intently.

For the first time in his life, King Qing felt so guilty that he didn't dare to look directly at his brother, looking away in embarrassment.

"Third brother."

"Ok?"

"The murderer is really that eunuch named Liu Man?" King Rui took two steps closer, his face was as white as paper, his lips were black and purple, and he couldn't breathe.

Rong Youtang couldn't help himself, and took two steps closer, nervous and anxious.

King Qing had thousands of words in his belly, but he couldn't tell them. He was extremely uncomfortable, full of guilt, and explained in a low voice: "Fourth brother, I have tried my best."

"Liu Man is not a murderer at all, is he?" King Rui asked, he had already guessed the truth, but he was powerless to overthrow the emperor's imperial edict, and asked word by word: "Third Brother, are you worthy of Yi Lin?"

After finishing speaking, King Rui was furious, his old illness broke out, and he fell straight backward.