Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

What does he want to do?

Rong Youtang's scalp was numb immediately, and he couldn't help being fully alert, and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, today is Brother Kai's big day, and the marriage was bestowed by His Majesty, and the house is full of guests and friends. I am a foolish official, what can I do for you?"

"Little bastard, are you afraid that His Highness will smash the bridal chamber? Hurry up and stop guessing about Master Wu behind his back!" Zhao Zewu rested his chin on the window sill and snorted, pretending to be indifferent.

"You misunderstood, that's not what I mean by being an official." Rong Youtang denied it solemnly, his whole body was upright.

"Okay, Mr. Wu is too lazy to listen to your nonsense." Zhao Zewu was very drunk yesterday, dizzy, grabbed the window lattice with his left hand, turned around and picked up a water-blue bag, hugged it fondly in his arms, stroked it repeatedly for a long time, and gritted his teeth hard. Cruel-hearted, he closed his eyes and threw it to Rong Youtang, commanding solemnly:

"It's Xiao, Zhuo Kai's thing. It's been in Lord Wu's hands. He's getting married today. It's inconvenient for Lord Wu to keep it. You can just give it back to him as a congratulatory gift. Remember: you must hand it to him face to face. superior!"

Rong Youtang quickly caught the burden, and took advantage of the situation to weigh it a few times: it is not heavy, and there is no sound of the precious gold, silver and jade objects colliding as imagined.He was quite worried, lest he might accidentally become the Seventh Prince's helper in trouble, so he asked curiously: "Your Highness, what is in here?"

"Don't ask, just leave it to him." The hangovered Zhao Zewu's eyes were blank, and he muttered in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry for him, but I got married first... bastard... I don't have the right to disturb..."

The clear sky suddenly turned cloudy, with thick clouds and a cold wind.

There was a distance between each other, Rong Youtang didn't hear each other's murmur clearly, so he hurriedly approached, and asked patiently: "What did you say?"

"It has nothing to do with you, return the things to him quickly. If you can't do it well, Master Wu will definitely not let you go, even if the third brother stops you." The heartbroken Zhao Zewu had a red nose and was weak, without any deterrent power. to threaten.

Rong Youtang held the burden in one hand, sighed with a headache, and reminded seriously: "Your Highness, you have married a wife and had children. Brother Kai is getting married today by decree. The Zhuo family must have invited many relatives and friends to watch the ceremony. Under the watchful eyes of everyone - please forgive me. The officer dares to ask if you will attend?"

"Ah."

"Ha ha."

Zhao Zewu couldn't help sneering, raised his fist and slammed the wall angrily, and replied with a gloomy face: "The invitation must have been arranged by Zhuo Zhiyang and his wife, how could he have the role of Lord Wu? You all have it, but Lord Wu doesn't!"

I guessed that you must not have been invited, I was afraid that you would forcefully follow me...

Rong Youtang didn't want to talk deeply, so he raised his head to look at the sky, and said earnestly: "You are busy with everything, and others don't dare to disturb you. I'm really sorry, it's getting late, and the official promised Brother Kai that he would go to drink tea earlier Yes, do you think it is...?"

"Go, go!" Zhao Zewu waved his hand irritably.Soon, not only the tip of his nose turned red, but also the sockets of his eyes began to turn red, his whole face was wrinkled, and he tried his best to look like "Master Wu disdains".

Rong Youtang bowed his head slightly as if he had been pardoned, and said respectfully: "Since that's the case, Your Highness invites you first, and I will greet you when I have the opportunity to step down from office some other day."

"Hmph, you bastard, you little white-eyed wolf, you have always favored him and perfunctory my highness!" Zhao Zewu was angrily, and the curtain fell with a "clack", and there was a sound of venting anger and smashing in the carriage.

Immediately, the two teams of carriages set off on their own way.

The blue-colored baggage was placed on his lap, and Rong Youtang tossed and pondered for a long while, but to no avail, he fell into a huge embarrassment:

Entrusted by others, it is inappropriate to search the gift without permission; but if you don't open it, if there is something wrong in the package, wouldn't it make Brother Kai embarrassed or embarrassing?

Thinking hard halfway, seeing that the Zhuo Mansion was about to arrive, Rong Youtang thought it over clearly, quickly unpacked his bags, and decided to check first.

After the bag was opened, Rong Youtang frowned immediately, opened his eyes wide in surprise, and observed carefully:

There is a set of winter military uniforms for the imperial guards, and a wooden waist plate that was obviously broken and repaired. Although a few pieces are missing, Zhuo Kai's former official position and name can be identified.

"Well, it's really Brother Kai's stuff." Confused, Rong Youtang quickly shook off the clothes with his hands and feet, shaking and shaking, groping inch by inch, and after confirming that there were no foreign objects, he folded the package again, contemplating.

Only they know the hidden meaning of these things, and I have no position to hide them.

After making up his mind, Rong Youtang got out of the car and entered Zhuo Mansion, amidst the joyful red everywhere, he quietly called the bridegroom to a secluded place, quickly stuffed the bag over, and explained softly:

"Brother Kai, His Royal Highness ordered me to hand it over to you. He said it was a congratulatory gift. I don't know if it's important or not. After much deliberation, it's up to you to decide."

Zhuo Kai frowned subconsciously as soon as he heard "Seventh Highness". He had already guessed when he took the bag, and opened it silently, as expected!

——Many years ago, I worked as a guard in the imperial palace. Once, when I was on duty at night, I bumped into a drunken prince. He was domineering, arrogant, and arrogant. He ordered me to be responsible for driving him back to his residence...

"Brother Kai?" Rong Youtang called cautiously, consciously assuming the responsibility of waiting and watching.He was a little nervous, always worried about being bumped into by others, and Mrs. Zhuo would be terrified at that time.

"Ok!"

"I didn't expect that he was willing to give it back to me."

"Brother Rong, I'm sorry to cause you trouble again. Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Zhuo Kai, who recalled dazedly, quickly covered his burden as if his hands were burning, looked around solemnly, walked quickly to the smoker cage, and opened the door. Open the lid, resolutely, and resolutely throw the baggage in!

As soon as the cloth came into contact with the fiery coals, acrid smoke rose and began to burn.

"Hey——" Rong Youtang, who was caught off guard, was taken aback, and hurriedly opened the window to ventilate, and asked slowly, "Is it burning?"

"Burned!"

Zhuo Kai gritted his teeth, suppressed the ups and downs of the past, put on a wooden face, and resolutely said every word: "The day I took the boat to Xizhou, I wanted to burn it, but unfortunately I didn't have a stove with me, so he picked it up again. After all, it’s an evil fate, what’s the use of keeping it? It’s better to burn it completely, let go of it from now on, go their own way, and don’t bother anyone.”

It turned out that in Brother Kai's mind, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is a sinful fate.

Rong Youtang was in awe, and nodded solemnly: "Brother Kai still understands the truth, and younger brother admires it."

"What do you understand? I'm just too tired. Gao Tang has turned gray, and I want to live a quiet life." Zhuo Kai squatted and lowered his head, showing a faint sadness. He fiddled with the charcoal with an iron chisel. Completely burn the cloth and waist tags.

"The days will get better and better." Rong Youtang also squatted in front of the smoking cage, and comforted him: "When my sister-in-law comes over and gives birth to three or two children, when the house is lively, uncles and aunts will feel at ease."

"I hope the years will be safe and stable." Zhuo Kai sighed.

After a while, the objects full of past events turned into a pile of ashes. Zhuo Kai put down the iron chisel, clapped his hands vigorously, put his arm around Rong Youtang's shoulder and said, "Let's go! Brothers, please accompany me to pick up the bride."

"Okay!" Rong Youtang agreed loudly: "Leizi and I have prepared horses, so there are more people, and I will accompany you to pick up my sister-in-law!"

The son of a family of military generals married a daughter of a noble civil official, and the marriage was bestowed by the emperor, attracting countless passers-by to watch. Outstanding relatives and friends, heroic, very eye-catching.

With the din of gongs, drums and suona, the Zhuo family was in high spirits, smiling from ear to ear, carrying baskets, singing auspicious words frequently, throwing wedding candy and cakes vigorously from time to time, allowing passers-by to scramble to eat them.

Rong Youtang followed the groom's officer on horseback, smiling all the way, looking around casually, secretly on guard, lest a certain alley suddenly jump out to block the way "bandits."

At this moment, Zhao Zewu is indeed waiting.

He occupied the entire third floor of the restaurant facing the street, withdrew all the attendants, and looked down from the window alone, like a wooden man, with buzzing ears, cut off from the excitement and joy, and only focused on Zhuo Kai, watching him go to pick up the bride, and then staring at him. He led the sedan chair and his wife's dowry procession home.

The long procession of welcoming the bride and sending off the wedding, the bright red eyes full of festiveness, countless laughter and laughter, wrapped in Zhuo Kai, gradually went away and disappeared in the corner of the street, leaving only a trail of firecracker debris, falling on the dirty shoes and wheels. In the white snow, it is mixed into ash and mud, and occasionally debris is rolled up by the cold wind. The loneliness is drifting, and it is even more deserted, which makes people's eyes hot and distressed, which is unbearable.

"what--!"

Zhao Zewu suddenly hissed loudly, leaning on the window sill, slipped slowly, curled up into a ball, buried his head in the cloak, and remained silent like deathly stillness.

The annual Spring Festival is just around the corner, and everyone enjoys it.

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, every family made candied melons to sacrifice to the Stove King, and prepared for the New Year in an orderly manner.

But the joy of the festival should have nothing to do with the third princess, she almost went blind from crying.

"This is the imperial father's will." Zhao Zeyong, who was eager to face the saint, was surrounded by his younger sister, and asked as patiently as possible: "Are you dissatisfied with Dingbeihou's nephew?"

"No matter whose nephew he is, in short, I don't want to." Zhao Yiqi's eyes were red and swollen, her brows were frowned, tears were streaming down her cheeks, and she begged: "Third brother, can you help me beg Father to take back his will? I have been begging to see you for a few days. I was rejected, so will I really be forced to marry next year?"

"Yiqi, tell the truth, don't go around in circles, what exactly do you want?" Zhao Zeyong asked seriously and straightforwardly.

"I don't want to marry that Guo!" Zhao Yiqi expressed eagerly.

"Then who do you want to marry?" Zhao Zeyong had complicated eyes.

"I, I..." Zhao Yiqi hesitated and lowered her eyes. After weighing it over and over again, she said righteously: "I don't want to marry, I just want to stay in the palace and serve the elders!"

"It's very good that you have filial piety, but you don't need to be unmarried for the rest of your life. Look at the second imperial sister. Although she has left the court, she often brings her nephew back to the palace to pay her respects to the elders and enjoy the family happiness. The imperial father is so happy. "Zhao Zeyong analyzed according to the facts.

"Second sister is living a good life, but I, I really don't want to marry now."

Zhao Zeyong reminded in surprise: "Father did not ask you to marry now, the wedding date is set in May next year—"

"Aren't you married too?!"

"Why don't you understand me?" The upset Zhao Yiqi blurted out, stomping her feet anxiously: "Third brother, I don't want to get married either."

Being robbed by his sister rudely, Zhao Zeyong frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The imperial decree has been issued, and the emperor promises everything. No matter who is in the world, it is not easy to let the emperor take back his order?"

Zhao Yiqi's tears ruined her makeup, she hid her face with a silk handkerchief, and complained in despair: "I know, I knew, you were very upset that night when you dragged him down, that's why you refused to help~" She said and cried , turned around, and ran away without looking back, and the maids and eunuchs hurriedly followed.

"Yiqi!" Zhao Zeyong's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly chased after two steps, but considering the strict palace regulations, and the military affairs were urgent, he had to put it aside temporarily, and rushed like the wind to Qianming Palace.

Moments later

"what?!"

"Are there going to be wars a year ago?" Emperor Chengtian was really surprised, he sat upright and listened attentively.

Zhao Zeyong quickly reported: "Report to my father: I have just received a letter from Feige from the Northwest, and the urgent memorial is expected to arrive in Beijing within a few days. According to the guard, recently spying on Mengrong, Quankeer, Huihui, etc. Ming's three troops gathered at the mouth of the Loren River, ready to move, since my ministers led the army to drive them into the depths of the grassland many years ago, it is unknown if the enemy will come back after recuperating."

"Regardless of whether the enemy is making a comeback or not, you should immediately send an order to the northwest guards to be more vigilant. Don't cough, cough, and be careless! Cough, cough, cough~" Emperor Chengtian raised his voice a little excitedly, causing a severe cough. The bright yellow handkerchief covered his mouth and coughed I couldn't straighten up for a long time.

"Father, don't worry, my son has a commander-in-chief, how dare you delay the military situation? As soon as you receive the news, you will issue an order and report it quickly. Please call the senior ministers to discuss countermeasures." Zhao Zeyong comforted in a low voice, worrying secretly:

If the battle situation is not good, I have to go out to fight, my father is so sick and weak, I don't know what kind of chaos will be in the capital by then!