Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"You are the crown prince appointed by His Majesty's imperial pen. The imperial decree has been announced to the world. Safety is of the utmost importance. It is too dangerous to go out in person. If something happens, it will not be a big mess?" Rong Youtang spoke in a hurry. fast.

"Don't worry, I will properly arrange everything before the expedition, and the capital will not be in chaos." Zhao Zeyong comforted in a low voice.

"setup well?"

Rong Youtang held his breath for a long while before asking with difficulty: "Your Highness, what do you mean by that?"

"Don't be afraid, thousands of loyal heroic souls will protect Dacheng, and this king will do his best to triumph."

"Your Highness..." Rong Youtang didn't dare to speculate deeply.

"Scared you?" Zhao Zeyong raised his hand, tried to smooth the other party's frown with his thumb, and said in a deep voice: "Since I became the prince, there have been rumors in the capital, clearly accusing me of being unworthy of morality, and that the country has a lot of power." Disaster', regardless of this, but the emperor is still involved behind the scenes, questioning his 'old age, stupidity, and insistence on favoritism', listen, what is the proper way? If the emperor knows about it, he must be very angry."

His Majesty is critically ill and drowsy all day long, relying on Song Shen to exert all his strength to survive, he should not be irritated...

Rong Youtang sighed secretly, but his expression was as usual, he couldn't bear to provoke the other party, but nervously reminded: "The reason why the opponent uses all kinds of despicable tricks is to provoke the crown prince and force him to go to war in person, Your Highness, you must not be fooled!"

"This king understands."

"and you--?!"

Zhao Zeyong's eyes were firm, and he explained slowly: "This time we leave Beijing to fight, one is to quell the flames of war, the other is to establish prestige, and the third is to let them think for themselves. If there is nothing wrong with each other, the brotherhood will last forever. , then don’t blame me for severely punishing him according to the law! To keep the country safe.”

"This... is too risky."

"The heavy hand is the moment of chaos." Zhao Zeyong, who is strong in nature, looked solemn and sighed: "It is better to make a decision early than to guard against it day and night."

Rong Youtang frowned, and said earnestly: "Let's discuss it again and see if there is another way, okay?"

"Very tired, let's go in and have a rest." Zhao Zeyong said in a tired tone.Continuously working on government affairs, even an iron-clad person is tired. He led the other party into the room, ignoring the need to take off his boots, and lay down with his arms in his arms.

"Very sleepy? Did His Majesty wake up last night?" Rong Youtang struggled to sit up, without thinking too much, took off his boots first, and then prepared to help King Qing—

"do not!"

However, Zhao Zeyong straightened himself up and took off his boots, subconsciously unwilling to let the other party do something similar to serving him. He lay down again, very tired, and solemnly replied: "Father has woken up for a while, Song Shen quickly notified me and When the fourth brother is serving, he will naturally report the good news but not the bad, so how dare he provoke him?"

"Worrying is useless, I only hope that Sect Master Song will show his magical powers and rejuvenate." Rong Youtang comforted softly.

"You and I both understand that it's impossible. Song Shenming said that in two days, Father will fall into a long coma until..." Jia died.Zhao Zeyong couldn't speak, and sighed sadly.

"My condolences." Rong Youtang clenched the opponent's palm.

"Gossip and malicious slander are unnecessary, but at this juncture, it doesn't matter." Zhao Zeyong closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said in a flat tone: "I know who did it, but I can't move them for the time being, so as not to spread it between the court and the public." The prince is cruel and cruel, with no brotherhood'."

"It's extremely cold at high places." Rong Youtang said with emotion.

"Suppressing rumors and relying on power will fall into the opponent's trap. You can only rely on strength." Zhao Zeyong was very sober, and said slowly: "I was awarded the title of prince by virtue of my military exploits, and I am still the commander of the Northwest Army. The border is critical and I live in the court. I can only wait for the military situation, too passive. Besides, the leader of the Gechu tribe who invaded this time is called Ke Moore. His father and brother were killed by his grandfather. He has held grudges for a long time. It is indeed very cunning to fight against each other, no wonder the soldiers were defeated."

"Oh." Rong Youtang suddenly realized: "So it has something to do with the old Lord Dingbei! Does General Guo know?"

"Ziyan took the initiative to invite Ying just now, but I rejected it."

After pondering for a while, Rong Youtang carefully analyzed the words: "General Guo is also very familiar with the Northwest battlefield. He is a general who is brave, resourceful, and prestigious. Why don't His Highness consider sending him out first?"

"You don't know. Ziyan once fought against Ke Moore and lost. He is naturally jumpy, a little impatient in situations, and easily impulsive and underestimates the enemy. This king is not very relieved." Zhao Zeyong said frankly, and said: "Brother Huang In fact, we have the Yuanshui soldiers and horses in our hands, and only the camp in the northern suburbs can compete with it, Ziyan and I must stay in Beijing to guard the northern camp, let him stay, and join hands with my father, brother and grandfather's old troops to stabilize the situation in the capital."

"You think about it." Rong Youtang had no choice but to nod, and sighed: "Actually, no matter whether His Highness goes to war or not, he will fall into the trap of the other party."

"Yes." Zhao Zeyong answered calmly: "The Northwest generals have shown signs of failure after successive command failures. If this king stays in Beijing, sooner or later he will be under the double pressure of his father's critical illness and the defeat of the army. He will definitely be questioned by the government and the public. Deeply passive; if you go out to fight, the government may be controlled by people with good intentions, and even stir up trouble, causing the queen to fall."

"...I just hate that I don't know how to form an army, so I can't go out on your behalf." Rong Youtang lamented regret, but the sorrow was useless, he quickly cheered up and said with fighting spirit: "Since it has been decided, please rest assured to go out, my highness. You and your colleagues must try our best to stabilize the situation! Never let the Northwest Army's rear fall!"

"Okay." Zhao Zeyong smiled, embraced each other quietly, and enjoyed the rare time alone.

When Liubaili in the northwest rushed to report the third defeat, all the civil and military officials in the Golden Palace were anxious, even if they didn't say anything, they were worried and nervous.

"Cough, what's going on here? Ever since the old Lord Dingbei sacked the barbarians, the northwest border has been stable. Why did war suddenly break out? Cough cough, and, besides, my court lost three battles in a row! It's just unbelievable." Shocked and questioned, the emaciated and coughing eldest prince went to the early court "sick".

"It was indeed a surprise."

"what happened?"

"Isn't the Northwest famous for its ever-victorious army?"

"I actually suffered three defeats, alas."

……

All civil and military officials were chattering, or worried, or whispering to each other.

The prince did not succeed to the throne, so he did not sit on the dragon chair when acting as an agent of the government, but set up another one beside the dragon chair.

Zhao Zeyong sat upright, with his back straight, and he read the military emergency report in a leisurely manner, calm and calm.

"Silence!" Li Deying couldn't stand listening anymore, and warned loudly as usual: "In the hall, no noise is allowed. If you have something to do, please report it one by one, and don't disturb the order."

The buzzing of the Golden Palace gradually subsided, and the Eldest Prince's weak cough became particularly abrupt.

"Everyone, since the founding of Renzong, the Northwest has never stopped fighting because it is adjacent to many barbarians. Every year, several battles are fought. Every battle has an urgent military report, which is recorded in detail. Where does the "safety" come from? , Chang Sheng'?" Zhao Zeyong's voice was deep and powerful, resounding through the Golden Palace, and he asked in a deep voice: "Could it be that in the past when the military situation was urgently reported to Beijing, some officials were indifferent, resulting in ignorance of state affairs?"

There was no answer in the hall, and it was silent.

Good question!Rong Youtang lowered his head, with a cheerful smile in his eyes.

"Furthermore, 'Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs'. This is an ancient saying. As we all know, soldiers in the Northwest defended their territory with blood. Since the beginning of the war, they have won six victories and three losses in a short period of time. One can imagine how fierce the battle was." Zhao Zeyong said in a calm tone. , extremely deterrent.

Gao Xin, Minister of the Ministry of War, came out and proposed, "What His Royal Highness said is true. The Northwest Army has a huge loss, and food and grass must be supplied in time. If there is hunger and cold, how will the battle be fought? According to the opinion of the lower officials, the leniency requested by Mr. Fu just now, the court It should not be approved, and the food and grass must be delivered to the battlefield on time."

"Gao Shangshu is right!" Guo Da sounded like a bell, and he came out to glance at Fu Wei, and said solemnly: "Originally, it should be 'the soldiers and horses are not moved, the food and grass go first', but the barbarians invaded, of course our army will fight immediately, and we will fight in the cold winter." It is very hard work, and the food and grass must not be cut off, otherwise, people will be hungry and horses will be exhausted, and the battle will be lost. Who is to blame? According to the general, the first one should kill the food officer!"

"General Guo!" Fu Wei, who was in charge of the escort, couldn't stand still, hurried out of the queue, and explained with a sad face: "His Royal Highness: It's not that the officials are delaying, but the snow in the north is too deep! Three feet or even five feet of snow , the carriage is full of food, although it is desperate to open the way, but just think about it, how can it be done so quickly!"

"It's difficult to transport food in winter, but it's not as difficult as the frontier soldiers who are starving and freezing." Zhao Zeyong closed the military memorial and ordered word by word: "Master Fu, it is His Majesty's imperial decree to deliver food and grass on time, and this king has no right to overturn it." , if you can’t do it, you can only be charged with resisting the decree, and then the imperial court will send someone else to take over the escort.”

"Prince——" Fu Wei opened his eyes wide, he had nothing to say, he didn't dare to look at Taifu Han, and returned to his original position with his head downcast.

Jiang Yong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, sighed, and went out to talk eloquently: "The old man knows the hardships of the soldiers defending the territory, but seeing that they have lost three battles, they have to find out the reason. Is it the treachery of the northern barbarians? Or is it my commander in chief?" Weak?"

"The northern barbarian tribes have been defeated by my Dacheng since ancient times. They are so small, how powerful are they? His Royal Highness has been fighting in the northwest for many years, so he must be very clear. Back then, when you were the commander, the court received mostly good news. It is necessary to negotiate and award meritorious officials, and there is no worry of defeat." Pei Bianyang, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, was polite.

Rong Youtang couldn't bear it anymore, and came out and said loudly: "You two ministers, His Royal Highness did guard the Northwest for ten years, but since he was appointed by His Majesty as the commander of the Northern Camp, he has lived in the capital for almost five years. Is there anything that remains the same?"

"Hehehe, waiter Rong, don't be impatient, let's discuss matters, each expresses his own opinion, each expresses his own opinion." Pei Bianyang smiled.

After coughing painfully for a while, the eldest prince sighed and said in remembrance: "When the prince was the commander of the Northwest in the past, who didn't know that he was invincible? Really, really..."

Jiang Yong sang together and reminded in surprise: "Hey, the prince is still the commander of the Northwest now, right? Your Majesty trusts his ability to command and fight. He once said bluntly, 'Only King Qing can guard the Northwest.' If the prince takes action, it will definitely be easy to clean up the northern barbarians." of."

"The crown prince is the crown prince, and his safety is extremely important, how can he go out in person?" Guo Da refuted.

"General Guo calm down, the old man didn't suggest that the prince go to war, you said it yourself." Jiang Yong hastily shirked.

But as soon as this remark came out, there was a buzz of discussion in the court again. All civil and military officials were waiting for the prince's response, and there were many theatergoers among them.

Rong Youtang's eyes were complicated, but he was worried but had no other choice, feeling extremely tormented.

"Silence!" Zhao Zeyong clapped the memorial, got up, stepped down the high platform with his hands behind his back, and asked coldly:

"Your Majesty is recuperating. If the king goes out in person, who will take charge of the government?"