Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Rong Youtang."

"Him?" The eldest prince shook his head, his face full of sarcasm, and sneered shortly, "Ha", and said sarcastically, "What kind of thing is he? We're still young. If you really give him the vacancy, your father would be too partial!"

Taifu Han held the teacup, lowered his eyes, looked dignified, and calmly analyzed: "Your Highness, although Rong Youtang is young, he is relatively calm, and his actions are experienced and courageous, unlike ordinary people. Otherwise, how can Xizhou be governed? It is reasonable and reasonable for His Majesty to reward you for your political achievements."

"Hmph, even though he has some talents, I have a lot of talented people. I don't know how many people have made great achievements in government. There are only a few vacancies in the imperial court. Doesn't it depend on the father to ask who fills the vacancies?" "There is a vacancy for the servant of the household department. In the past few years, the candidates we recommended have either been rejected or made other arrangements. The father has been covering it all the time. It is really a headache! Sigh, you are the elder of the two dynasties, and you have assisted the monarch for half your life. Can you Do you understand?"

Who can understand?

Taifu Han sighed, and said helplessly: "Since ancient times, the holy will has been unpredictable. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. No one can see his thoughts."

"What should we do?" The eldest prince frowned.

"His Royal Highness, please calm down and hold your breath. Whoever gets to the end will be the winner."

"That's natural." The eldest prince nodded, closed his eyes hard, raised his hand to rest his forehead, and said with a headache: "Zexiang's kingdom has been more than three years, and the queen's filial piety has ended, but the father has been keeping Min Heng, Min Yu It's really inappropriate to stay in Beijing and be raised by the concubine mother, outsiders may misunderstand that we are holding the child as a hostage!"

"The king of Guangping has repeatedly begged to take the son and son back to the fiefdom, but his majesty did not agree to do so. After delaying, he can only ask the empress to work harder and tell the subordinates to take good care of the emperor and grandson. They must not be negligent, otherwise the government and the public will discuss it. It's ugly." Mrs. Han ordered solemnly.

The empress died of illness, and the eldest son of Zhonggong fell out of favor and was granted the title of King Guangping. After many years in the kingdom, his two sons, Zhao Minheng and Zhao Minyu, stayed in the capital to serve their grandmother after the funeral. Emperor Chengtian ordered Concubine Han Gui to take care of her.

"Don't worry, mother and concubine know what is right and what is wrong, she has always loved Zexiang's son, and even my son is in the back row." The eldest prince curled his lips.

"It's okay, the blood relationship is deeply rooted in the bones, Minkun will understand when he grows up, he is the eldest son and grandson of the royal family, and the treasure of the empress, how could he not love him?"

"what?"

With a flash of inspiration, a doubt was fleeting. The eldest prince pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled, and sighed: "Back then, the empress was so jealous that she planned to murder Concubine Shu, but Xiao Jiu escaped with her life. Arranging for the queen to raise the ninth younger brother, and for the aunt to raise the child is justified, and no one objects to it. Now, although the queen has died of illness, Minheng Minyu has an aunt, Concubine Chen, who is more suitable than my mother and concubine. Alas, the emperor is really, really... "

——Ordering the concubine to raise the opponent's offspring in person, is it intended to beat it?

The empress had fought with Concubine Han for half her life, and they were in the same situation. It is conceivable that when Concubine Han dangled her opponent's grandson day and night under her eyes, she would inevitably itch with hatred.

"Holy will is unpredictable."

Taifu Han sighed again, and said with a wry smile: "When His Majesty first appointed Your Majesty to raise the children of King Guangping, the old man once thought that he wanted to support Your Majesty to ascend to the successor. Unexpectedly, His Majesty didn't mean that, and Your Majesty was very disappointed."

"Alas." The eldest prince couldn't help but sighed, and murmured: "I also mistakenly thought that the father wanted to help my mother and concubine, and give me the title of a concubine, but who knew it was a joy in vain."

"Your Highness, it can be inferred from this that His Majesty did not notice the death of Concubine Shu back then. Perhaps due to some unknown reasons, he endured it." Taifu Han pointed out sternly.

"Maybe, father's thoughts are too complicated for others to fathom." The eldest prince echoed melancholy, his eyes glazed over.Since he was sensible, he has been repeatedly ordered to fight for the reserve position. After 30 years of fighting, he is physically and mentally exhausted. If he can't be the emperor in the future, he doesn't even know what else he can do.

"As far as the audience is concerned, Prince Qing, the only one who can fight against you is Prince Qing."

"Third brother? Huh, my third brother, I don't know how to evaluate him. He loved studying military art and formations since he was a child. He is straightforward and tough but lacks tact. Because Concubine Shu's death contradicted and angered his father, he was sent to guard the northwest for ten years. Frankly speaking, the brothers were once worried that he would not come back." The eldest prince leaned back in the chair, squinted his eyes, and said weakly: "However, the world is unpredictable. He has experienced many battles and won many victories. His father, Longyan Dayue, bestowed him the title of King Qing. As we all know, the title of King Rui of the fourth brother was conferred by the father in consideration of the overall situation, and the rest of the brothers fell behind." After a pause, he said coldly:

"If the father intended to pass on the throne to him, it would be outrageous, it's unbelievable! With the third child's envious temper, he will end the court sooner or later."

"It's not that this old man is malicious. Your Majesty is indeed old. If he has something good or bad..." Taifu Han stopped.

"No, we must not relax! We must try to persuade father and emperor to choose the crown prince as soon as possible, otherwise, from the civil and military officials to the common people, there will always be suspicion and discussion. If things go on like this, people will be panicked and the family and country will not be stable." The eldest prince With a passionate tone and awe-inspiring righteousness, he cheered up quickly, sat up straight, and said angrily: "In two days' morning, Rong Youtang's reward should be issued, and we will wait and see how much the father will favor the third child. It is getting more and more excessive to continuously promote and reuse the Qingwang Party!"

"Your Highness, calm down."

Taifu Han was old and frail, and his energy was exhausted after a long discussion. He uncomfortably tugged at his neckline, changed his sitting position, thought for a while, and asked slowly; "Rong Youtang's life experience is rarely known. Is there any news?"

"Heh." The eldest prince smiled immediately, extremely contemptuous, and contemptuously said: "Zhou Renlin is greedy, hypocritical, treacherous and cunning, he abandoned Zexiang to join His Highness, but later found out that his son Rong Youtang had a good relationship with Prince Qing, he was tempted again, Do everything possible to shirk the errand, probably want to retreat for the second time, listen, is it ridiculous? He hesitates, and often regrets his moves, what does he think of the princes?"

"According to the information that was seized, Rong Youtang was very temperamental and rebellious. He would rather recognize the eunuch as his adoptive father than the biological father of the current court official. He was strong and stubborn. In fact, he is from the same way." Taifu Han commented lightly.

"I have already sent someone to warn Zhou Renlin. He has the opportunity in his hand. He dare not refuse. If he escapes, he will never end well." The eldest prince said coldly.

"By the way, I heard that Marquis Pingnan is seriously ill. I don't think there will be many days left. Does His Majesty have a will?" Taifu Han leaned forward and asked.

In the middle of Haishi, it was late at night, and the candles were dripping with tears, and they were piled up in a circle.

The eldest prince was slightly sleepy, raised his sleeves to cover it up and yawned, and replied nonchalantly: "Father has sent an imperial doctor and rewarded some medicinal herbs, just to express his condolences."

"Then, what about your family?" Taifu Han looked at his grandson eagerly.

"Don't worry, etiquette is indispensable. The housekeeper sent it to Pingnanhou's mansion early in the morning."

Taifu Han nodded in satisfaction. Realizing that the other party was sleepy, he got up and said, "It's getting late, and today's discussion is over. Are you going to rest here or go back home?"

"I'll go back." The eldest prince put down his tea cup, got up and yawned again, and said: "Tomorrow morning, I have to enter the palace to pay my respects to my father, and I will also discuss with my mother and concubine about the birthday gift for the Longevity Festival. It’s really a bit of a headache to go back to those few things.”

"You can never go wrong with choosing a well-regulated jade mascot." Taifu Han earnestly taught.

"Understood." The eldest prince said as he walked out, waved his hands casually, and told him: "Stay there, there is no need to see you off, please take a rest early, and don't work too hard."

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness, for your concern." Taifu Han was very pleased. Regardless of the cold winter night, he insisted on staggering, and sent his grandson out of the second gate before being persuaded. He watched for a long time with a smile on his face.

at the same time

The small reception banquet in Prince Qing's Mansion has ended.

After eating and drinking enough, the three of them returned to the study, drank tea and chatted.

"No matter what, I will never want Brother Eighth Emperor's mansion!" Ninth Prince Zhao Ze'an declared his position righteously.

"It's just nonsense!" Guo Da was quite angry, sitting on the big horse with a golden sword, and said incomprehensibly: "Although it has not yet been completed and the plaque has not been hung, the whole capital knows that it belongs to the Eighth Highness. How can our little Highness live?" ?”

Rong Youtang asked in confusion: "It's really wrong, who came up with the idea?"

"Several officials from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Rites." Zhao Ze'an was quite distressed. The young man was at the age of hoarse voice, and shook his head and told: "I can leave the palace and open the mansion. The emperor has not yet made a decree, but someone suggested that the eighth brother's mansion Expand it, complete it as soon as possible, and let me move in! Listen, what do you say?"

King Qing said calmly: "Father is wise and wise, so he won't be able to play it accurately. Besides, with me here, are you afraid that you won't have a mansion?"

"Brother, I'm not afraid, I just think it's absurd." Zhao Ze'an frowned, his words and deeds looked like his brother.

"His Royal Highness, the Longevity Festival is just around the corner. Your mansion will definitely not be formally agreed until next year. Before it is completed, no matter whether it is Qingwang Mansion or Dingbeihou Mansion, please live in it as you like. The old lady is urging us to choose a house, so we can't be sloppy, it will take a lot of money. For a while." Guo Da tried to comfort his cousin.

"As soon as the middle of next year, or as late as the end of the year, your mansion will be completed." King Qing promised solemnly.

"Thank you brother! Thank you second cousin!" Zhao Ze'an smiled and thanked without any panic.

"It's not early." King Qing got up first, and urged: "Xiao Jiu, you should rest, go to the palace tomorrow morning to pay respects to the emperor, and remember to visit your fourth brother."

"Okay." Zhao Ze'an seriously agreed, always respecting his elder brother, and then said: "Talk slowly, I'm too sleepy to stand up, see you another day."

"Go."

"Your Highness, go slowly." Rong Youtang watched him off with a smile, and then asked Guo Da respectfully: "My lord, Mr. Qi, the governor of Hejian, asked me to bring some earthen rituals to your residence. I wonder when is it appropriate to visit?"

"Ah?" Guo Da raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, his heart was filled with embarrassment, and he hurriedly told him: "Just feel free to come here! I'm at home these days, you can pick any day, let's have a few drinks .”

On the eve of the foreign transfer to Xizhou, reprimands, punishments, gifts of medicine, expulsion... The past is vivid in my memory, but Rong Youtang has long since let go of it.

"Thank you." Rong Youtang cupped his hands.

Guo Da patted the other party's shoulder heavily, full of apology, said nothing, and left home.

In an instant, the two of them were left alone in the study.

The huge study room was quiet, only King Qing was sitting upright, drinking tea with his head bowed.

The two sides were a little far away, Rong Youtang stood, stared intently for a while, and thought to himself: The figure of His Highness looks... very lonely?

The coals burning in the smoker crackled with a "crack", which woke the two of them up.

"Didn't you say you want to go home?" King Qing asked in a low voice.

"En." Rong Youtang suddenly felt guilty, and explained in a low voice: "I just returned to Beijing, and His Majesty promised to rest for a few days. I have not seen relatives and friends for many years, so I should visit, such as Uncle Yan, Uncle, Master, etc." Bi, he looked at the other party apologetically.

King Qing nodded, and said reasonablely: "Courtesy cannot be waived, that's what it should be. It's late at night, and I'll ask the steward to arrange someone to escort you." As he was about to get up, Rong Youtang hurriedly persuaded: "Don't bother, I You can, Your Highness, please rest."

King Qing's eyes were deep and focused, and he was silent.

"You, you rest early." Rong Youtang felt doubly guilty, but he was really involved in many things, so he could only bite the bullet and say goodbye: "Your Highness, I'm going back."

"Yes." King Qing said calmly.

"I'll see you in two days."

"Okay." King Qing couldn't take his eyes off it.

Rong Youtang made up his mind: "I'm leaving!"

"Be careful on the road." Prince Qing lacked a reason to stop him, watched the other party leave silently, sighed silently, bowed his head, and sat alone.

However, in the next moment, Rong Youtang left and returned!

"You—leaved something?" King Qing raised his eyes in surprise.

Rong Youtang held his breath, and gently closed the door