Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

As the night deepened, the wind stopped and the snow stopped, and the soft snow creaked under our feet.

Most of the palace had been sleeping peacefully, and the guards in the gatehouse of the plum garden folded their arms and sleeves, and when they were drowsy around the brazier, two visitors to the garden suddenly ushered in.

"Your highness, I greet you!" The little steward turned pale with shock, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground with his hands.

Zhao Zeyong put his hand behind his back and said solemnly: "Everyone get up, don't follow."

"Yes." All the servants lowered their brows and looked down, respectful, and they didn't even have a spare look in their eyes, as if they didn't see Rong Youtang.

"Let's go." Zhao Zeyong turned his head and greeted.

"Your Highness, please." Rong Youtang stretched out his hand seriously.

not long

The two walked along the zigzag path, taking advantage of the wind and lights hanging from the treetops on both sides of the road, stealing a little bit of leisure, admiring the plum blossoms on a snowy night.

"This is our second serious outing."

"Remember, the last time I had dinner at the Heyi Building"

Rong Youtang watched a plum blossom in full bloom, closed his eyes and sniffed it, a cool and cold fragrance penetrated deep into the internal organs, refreshing the heart and refreshing the mind, and he was refreshed immediately. He couldn't put it down and praised: "'The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is inferior to the plum blossoms. A piece of incense', the ancients did not deceive me!"

"Going forward, there are still red plum blossoms, which bloom well this winter." Zhao Zeyong's eyes were full of smiles, and his shoulders were close to each other. He lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and praised: "Well, it is really refreshing. Refresh your mind, you can put a bunch in the study."

"Yo? It's rare!" Rong Youtang feigned astonishment, flicked the plum branch with his fingers, and told with emotion: "Hey, do you know? Our Highness never puts flowers in the room. You are so amazing, you are so beautiful that His Highness can change Got an idea."

Zhao Zeyong's smile grew stronger, but he used to keep a straight face, and retorted seriously: "Who said that? When the prickly crabapple blooms, I will definitely place a few pots on the window sill, which is pleasing to the eye."

"what?"

Rong Youtang was taken aback, and blurted out a reminder: "But begonias don't have the fragrance of flowers."

"Master Xiaorong's words are wrong." Zhao Zeyong disagreed very much, shook his head, put his left hand on the other's shoulder, and pushed the person towards the plum tree with his right hand, he immediately stuck to it, bowed his head and kissed, his lips first rubbed and gnawed intimately Bite, then eagerly suck!

The surroundings were quiet, the two of them embraced each other, the snow fell from the tree, and some plum blossoms with snow fell on Rong Youtang's face, because he was looking up, one of them slipped into his clothes collar!Suddenly shivering from the ice, he shrank his neck subconsciously, and said with a "hiss", "It's so cold."

Without further ado, Zhao Zeyong immediately unfolded the cloak with one hand, wrapped the person around his head, tightly protected him in his arms, and asked fondly, "Is it cold? Why don't you go back to the house?"

Rong Youtang broke free with a grunt, and didn't care about answering. He hurriedly pulled out the plum blossom from his collar, and explained: "It's not cold, it's just that it fell into my collar suddenly."

Zhao Zeyong nodded, with a solemn expression, and explained seriously: "There are countless flowers in the world, in various forms, including plum blossoms, orchids, peonies, golden osmanthus, silver chrysanthemums, etc., as well as those like that kind of crabapple: The stem is hard and thorny, born with arrogance, and the red flowers and green leaves are as distinct as love and hate, which is enough to show that its character is upright and pure, and its value lies in its integrity. Aren't flowers without fragrance beautiful?"

Rong Youtang thought for a while, and couldn't refute, so he nodded: "Nature is beautiful." As soon as he finished speaking, the petals on his fingertips were suddenly taken away by King Qing.

"So, this king prefers Haitang."

Zhao Zeyong picked up the petals, pasted them on the other's lips, and then stroked them lightly. His eyes were focused and deep, and he said in a low voice, "Even if there is no fragrance, it will still be touching."

Rong Youtang suddenly realized, his face became hot all of a sudden, his heart skipped a few beats, and he stood helplessly, motionless.

Looking at each other, Zhao Zeyong slowly retracted the petals, raised his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it, nodding his head and commenting: "It's a unique taste."

"you--"

Rong Youtang was completely unable to react in time, he hesitated to speak, he had nothing to say for a while, his face was flushed red.

Zhao Zeyong was tall and straight, looked up, reached out and grabbed a plum blossom, and said solemnly, "I'll give it back to you."

"... Oh." Terrified, Rong Youtang was frightened, and he lost his position. He took it slowly, and carefully put it into his left sleeve—then, he turned his head hastily and strode forward, with the corner of his cloak raised, his back was in a state of distress.

Zhao Zeyong smiled, in a good mood, followed, and suggested: "Every winter, the kitchen will make plum nectar and store it in the cellar. When the summer is hot next year, put it in the well and drink it with water. It's the best way to cool off the heat." Antipyretic. This winter, ask the housekeeper to order the kitchen to make more, so that you don’t have to use ice for the whole summer when you are clamoring for heat.”

Rong Youtang walked quickly, and flew deep into the plum forest, before he recovered from the shock, he yelled in disbelief: My God!Your Highness just now... He, he... It's unbelievable!

"Did you hear?"

"Master Xiaorong?"

"Don't run, stop." Zhao Zeyong's shout had no deterrent effect, he quickened his pace, grabbed the opponent's arm, and reminded with concern:

"Looking at the road, the snow is too thick, I stepped on the air carefully and fell."

Only then did Rong Youtang stop, let out a sigh of relief, walked slightly hot, his heart was as disturbed as the loom under the hands of the embroiderer, rattling and rattling, thousands of threads intertwined, his mind was full of "plum blossom" and "begonia" Fragranceless", by accident, he inexplicably stretched out his hand to pick a plum blossom, stuffed it into King Qing's hand, and said nervously, "I'll give it to you."

"Thank you." Zhao Zeyong tucked it into his sleeve, and then picked one: "For you."

"Okay, thank you." Rong Youtang was about to put the flowers into the left sleeve, but after a pause, he temporarily put the flowers into the right sleeve.Without thinking, he picked another one: "I'll give you another one."

"Yeah." Zhao Zeyong took it, smiled happily, and immediately returned: "It's not rude to come and go."

"Your Highness, please accept my little respect." Rong Youtang offered it with both hands.

"Lord Xiaorong is different from others, there is no need to be formal." Zhao Zeyong said with a stern face, "Here you are."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Rong Youtang gradually relaxed, smiling, and a few steps forward, there was a grove of red plum blossoms. He carefully picked out one: "I will send you a red plum blossom."

"Okay. You don't have any red ones, so take it." Zhao Zeyong gave back again.

After repeating this over and over again, both of them looked dignified, polite, and couldn't be more serious.

Finally, after stuffing another plum blossom into the sleeve, Rong Youtang couldn't hold back anymore, and suddenly laughed out loud, even hilariously, and said intermittently:

"Hahaha~"

"Oh, hahaha, Your Highness, Your Highness, what are we doing?!"

"Do what makes you happy." Zhao Zeyong replied lovingly, under the dim light, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were handsome and extraordinary.

The royal family has strict rules and decency, and especially pays attention to not showing emotions or anger, but King Qing is full of joy, so he doesn't care much, and smiles all the time.

"I'm so happy today! Hahaha~" Rong Youtang laughed so hard that his stomach ached, he held a plum tree, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly became interested, playful, and without any warning, his shoulder slammed into the trunk, accumulating Snow and petals rained down immediately, and he tried to run away quickly.

Unexpectedly!

"Ah——" Rong Youtang's plan failed: before he could escape, he was captured by King Qing with quick eyesight and quick hands, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in a warm cloak.

"Bold!"

Zhao Zeyong said with a smile, he stayed where he was, let the snow and plum blossoms fall all over his body, put his arms around the person in his arms, and asked majestically: "How dare you intentionally attack the prince, what should you do?"

"Who saw it? It's nothing at all!" Rong Youtang denied it flatly, struggling in the dark cloak confidently and boldly.

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows, seemingly compromising helplessly: "As you said, there is really no witness, and there is a garden full of plum trees, but unfortunately they can't speak. It seems that this king can only pardon you. "

"Thank you Your Highness for your wisdom and magnanimity, I am very grateful!" Rong Youtang thanked happily, his eyes shining brightly as he emerged from his cloak.

"What kind of gratitude method?" Zhao Zeyong's voice was low and his eyes were fixed.

Rong Youtang held his breath and looked at each other.

After a while, the two kissed again.

an hour later

Rong Youtang returned home, washed and lay down, but couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning.

Hunger in the belly, itching in the heart.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he was finally defeated by hunger. He sat up unbearably, gently opened the hidden compartment at the head of the bed, accurately touched the plum blossom that was placed safely, smelled it, stuffed it into his mouth, and lay back under the bed. Chewing slowly, after swallowing, the lingering fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth.

"The taste is mediocre...it's okay...in fact, it's not very delicious." Rong Youtang muttered in a low voice, satisfied, and fell asleep.

Morning the next day

In the Golden Palace, all civil and military officials stood in strict order, with their heads bowed, either staring at the toes of their boots or at the gold bricks, except that they could not look up at the sky.

"Everyone, this is not the first time Wu Aiqing has retired."

Emperor Chengtian sighed, held his right index finger on his knee and slowly rubbed the dragon robe, and said majesticly: "He is very old and has served the imperial court for most of his life. I am relieved that he is a minister. But he has repeatedly told the old man that it is not because I refuse to play it, but I really can't bear it."

The gray-haired Hubu Shangshu Wu Yu suddenly burst into tears, knelt down on his knees, bowed his head and choked with sobs and said: "Your Majesty is holy, Long Enhaodang has entrusted you with a heavy responsibility, and the old minister is very grateful. Even if he is heartbroken, he can't repay one ten-thousandth of it! But the old minister Incompetent, more and more energyless in recent years. After all, I am old and have more energy than energy. If I can serve the country loyally to the death, it is really a blessing for my ministers. However, the government does not allow the slightest negligence. Afraid of delaying state affairs, after several difficult considerations, I can only sue the old man, begging His Majesty to transfer the burden of the Ministry of Households to a reliable person, and explain the relevant official affairs clearly as soon as possible while the old minister can last a while."

After finishing the affairs of the king, he naturally longed to win fame before and after his life. His mentor, Lao Ping Nanhou, had passed away, and Wu Shangshu had no worries. He retired before the possible chaos of fighting for the reserve, and it was not bad to settle down in peace.Rong Youtang thought to himself.

"Wu Aiqing, please hurry up, I understand your hard work." Emperor Chengtian has always been more tolerant to his loyal courtiers, and he personally raised his hand to help.

Seeing this, Li Deying, the chief executive, stepped off the high platform, helped Wu Yu, and comforted him softly: "Wu Shangshu, Your Majesty asked you to get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wu Yu kowtowed gratefully, then slowly got up, exhaled, and sincerely stated: "The household department is in charge of all financial plans such as the country's borders, household taxes, taxes, and salaries. The Lord believes that the old minister should not resign, but he is old and weak, and although he is trembling, he still has some omissions, so he should tell the old man to let the virtuous, think that I have great achievements and talents, and His Majesty will definitely make wise arrangements."

"That being said, I am used to using you after all. Once I change to someone else, I don't know if I will be qualified for the post of Minister." Emperor Chengtian frowned, and his majestic voice echoed in the spacious hall.

Judging from his father's tone, it seems that someone has already been selected?Will he use someone I recommend?The eldest prince suddenly raised his heart high, full of expectation, and listened attentively:

King Qing stood like a pine, steady and calm.

For most of his life with the king, Wu Yu knew everything at once, and immediately promised: "Your Majesty, as long as the old minister has a breath, he will do his best to understand the handover of official duties, and he will never let go of his hands at will, otherwise, please punish him severely!"

"Well, yes, this way, I feel more at ease." Emperor Chengtian took two sips of ginseng tea in a pleasant manner, first looked down at the third son from the corner of his drooping eyes, and then glanced at Rong Youtang who was in the middle and rear, and snorted secretly , put down the tea cup, wiped the corners of his mouth with a bright yellow silk handkerchief, and then sighed: "Wu Aiqing's words are reasonable, I can't let him fall under the burden, after repeated discussions in the imperial study room, three people were selected. Continue to take care of the household department. Lu Aiqing?"

"My minister is here." Chief Assistant Lu Zixing came out respectfully.

"You, read the imperial decree." Cheng Tiandi ordered.

"Yes." Lu Zixing took the imperial decree from Li Deying and unfolded it.

The entire court was silent, and all the ministers held their breaths and concentrated:

Lu Zixing calmed down and proclaimed the decree loudly: "Following the heaven, the emperor's edict said: Today there is Guo Yuan, the former Minister of the Household Department and the scholar of the Hanlin Academy. , and is now promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs. In addition: Zhan Tongguang, the former governor of Xizhou in Jianhai Province, Rong Youtang, the former magistrate of Xizhou in Hejian and a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, Gongqin Yimao, served as Qingning for the people's livelihood, and made great achievements in politics. Promoted to the left and right servants of the household department. This is my honor!"

I?me?Rong Youtang held his breath, excited and apprehensive.

what?

Hubu Shangshu, left and right servants, and three missing, all gone?

The eldest prince was shocked, dumbfounded, instantly disappointed, extremely unwilling, and blurted out:

"Father!"