Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

affairs of state?

The eldest prince was full of energy, straightened his back involuntarily, and looked as usual, but quietly held his breath and listened to his ears, thinking quite proudly: Hmph, since I was 15 years old, I have been handling the government affairs for my father. In terms of experience, which brother can compare? I?

"Auspicious snow heralds a good year." Zhao Zeyong stepped down from the high platform of the dragon chair and paced slowly. The prince's clothes were solemn and luxurious, which made him especially tall and straight.Zhao Zeyong held his hands proudly, walked calmly, and said calmly: "God bless Dacheng, I think this year will have good weather and abundant crops, so the weather is extremely cold."

Ok?

So, your highness, who do you prefer to be in charge of the government?

Like a hundred claws scratching their hearts, all civil and military officials were suspicious, and they pricked up their ears to listen.

"It's bitingly cold in the midwinter, and the two emperor brothers fell ill. It's really troublesome." Zhao Zeyong stood in front of his elder brother, his eyes sparkling.

The brothers faced each other, and the eldest prince tried his best to conceal his resentment and humiliation, keeping his heart high and not caring about pretending to be ill.

"This king has considered it over and over again. Originally, he planned to recommend the two emperor brothers to jointly manage the government affairs temporarily with the assistance of the senior ministers. Unfortunately, both the eldest brother and the second brother are unwell." Zhao Zeyong pointed out with great regret.

"No—" The eldest prince suddenly felt bad, and was eager to explain, but he couldn't restrain his strong and martial brother since childhood, and was calmly interrupted by the other party:

"Brother Huang has such a severe cough, he should seek medical attention as soon as possible, and don't delay to prevent the disease from getting worse."

"actually--"

Zhao Zeyong was not in a hurry, and interrupted himself: "There is also the King of Guangping. He traveled thousands of miles from the southern border to return to Beijing by order, and sent Lao Ping Nanhou the last journey. He was tired and sad. I'm resting in bed." Zhao Zeyong shook his head, passed his eldest brother, and walked to the side of Yang Shengping, the present Marquis of Pingnan, and asked with concern: "How is my second brother?"

"Return to His Royal Highness: The imperial doctor you arranged prescribed a prescription for King Guangping's pulse diagnosis, and his condition has stabilized." Yang Shengping was full of worries and simply waited and watched.

"That's good." Zhao Zeyong nodded in relief, ignoring the eager and nervous eyes of his elder brother, and finally stopped between King Rui and the fifth prince, raised his hand to hold the shoulders of the two younger brothers, and solemnly announced:

"Brothers of the emperor are sick and ill. After thinking about it, during the king's expedition, the government can only be managed by you for the time being."

"Third Brother!" The Fifth Prince's eyes widened without knowing it, and he was hit on the head by Jiao Lei.

"But my energy has never been good." King Rui apologized calmly.

"It's okay, you can discuss everything with the fifth younger brother, and besides, Mr. Lu and other elders will teach you, it must be safe." Zhao Zeyong gently encouraged.

what? !

The eldest prince turned his head abruptly, his breath was short of breath, his cheeks were hot as if he had been slapped in public, Taifu Han who was not far away quickly gave him a look, implying that his grandson was calm.

"My lords, do you have any objections?" Zhao Zeyong asked loudly, he turned and returned to the dragon chair, strutting with his head held high, the corners of his robe fluttering in the wind.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is loyal, filial, sincere, courageous and brave, and the lower officials admire him!" Pei Bianyang, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, gritted his teeth and took the lead in expressing his opinion.

"Your Highness is famous for using troops like a god, and if you go out in person, the situation in the Northwest War will definitely be reversed, and peace on the border will be just around the corner." Minister of Criminal Justice Jiang Yong flattered meekly.

"The crown prince is the crown prince, and he is protected by heaven, so he is naturally invincible."

"A mere barbarian from the northwest, is it His Highness's opponent?"

"Is it too dangerous for the prince to go into battle in person?"

……

All of a sudden, a pot exploded in the hall, and discussions arose everywhere, some people were full of praise, some people looked at each other in disbelief, and the rest, like Rong Youtang and other insiders, were dignified and silent.

"quiet!"

Li Deying, the head of internal supervision, warned loudly: "My lords, please abide by the rules of the court."

Zhao Zeyong returned to the high platform of the dragon chair, clasped his hands on his knees after sitting down, and ordered vigorously: "Since your lords have no objections, please work together to tide over the difficulties. When the king returns to the capital, he must ask His Majesty for a reward or reward according to the facts." Punishment!" After a pause, he said solemnly:

"Qi Zhiyang?"

"The last general is here!" Qi Zhiyang was respectful, and his gestures were full of loyalty and courage.

"The military situation is urgent, and food and grass must be continuously supplied. You have been in charge of escorting ordnance to the northwest twice, and you are more familiar with the battlefield. Are you willing to assist Fu Wei in escorting food and grass this time?" Zhao Zeyong asked in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty has a decree to order the crown prince to take charge of the government. All officials, civil and military, shall obey your orders." Qi Zhiyang wholeheartedly supported the crown prince, and couldn't help pointing out his words. His voice was like a bell, and he said passionately: "Please rest assured, your highness. We must go all out to send the food and grass to the brothers in the northwest as soon as possible, if there is any mistake, the sin deserves any punishment!"

"It's really rare that you have the heart to serve the public." Zhao Zeyong nodded in satisfaction, and then urged: "Since this is the case, there is no need to delay, the amount of food and grass is huge, you should go now, and try to speed up the escort process without any mistakes. "

"Yes!"

Kneeling on one knee, Qi Zhiyang clasped his fists, bowed his head respectfully, then stood up and immediately carried out the order. The tall man looked down at Fu Wei: "Master Fu, please."

"Ah, ah, I obey orders." In full view of the crowd, Fu Wei lowered his brows, and did not dare to object for a while, complaining in secret, his legs were weak, and he resigned and left.

Many officials froze for a moment, their eyes flicked back and forth quietly, confused and confused.

"A battle is like putting out a fire, and there is no room for delay. The king will set off for the northwest tomorrow morning, and the capital will be handed over to you." Zhao Zeyong's eyes were calm, his emotions and anger were invisible, and after discussing for a while, he announced his withdrawal from the court.

not long

The anxious fifth prince chased his elder brother all the way to Qianming Palace, lowered his voice, and tried to dissuade him dryly: "Third brother, you must not go to the battle yourself!"

"You know that I have never been involved in government affairs and have no experience, and you suddenly entrusted me with a heavy responsibility. I, I dare not accept it."

"Our brothers, you can speak openly. Right now, your father is seriously ill. If you leave Beijing, if there is an accident and the situation becomes chaotic, the consequences will be disastrous."

……

Zhao Zeyong didn't stop walking, and answered briefly: "Fifth brother, you have always been the most wise and free-spirited, I am wronged that you help carry it for a while, I will remember this brotherhood."

"But I have never had any contact with the government!"

"Don't worry, I've made arrangements. At that time, Mr. Lu and the others will help you with all your strength. As long as you work together, the court will be safe." Zhao Zeyong comforted knowingly.

"It's not that I'm evading, I'm just afraid..." The fifth prince hesitated to speak.

"Don't be afraid, Guo Ziyan will stay in Beijing to lead the Beiying, as a solid barrier for you." Zhao Zeyong's heart is like a mirror.

"You don't take Guo Da with you?!"

The fifth prince was shocked, stunned, and strongly objected: "How can that be done? Third brother, you are the crown prince, and your safety is of paramount importance. Please think twice before acting!"

"I've thought it through." In front of Qianming Palace, Zhao Zeyong stopped, turned around and patted his younger brother on the shoulder, earnestly admonishing him: "Ze Chen is weak, and will be mainly responsible for serving the emperor, and you need to pay more attention to the government. Fifth brother , if there is an accident, you must try to stabilize the situation, and when I return to Beijing, I will personally deal with the rioters."

The battlefield is dangerous... What if you can't come back?

After pondering for a while, the fifth prince sighed heavily, and said sincerely: "I only hope that God will bless Dacheng and protect my crown prince to return safely and triumphantly as soon as possible."

Zhao Zeyong smiled and said, "Let's go, let's pay respects to Father Emperor."

"Oh, good."

When the two brothers stood side by side, the fifth prince naturally and unconsciously fell half a step behind.

not long after

On the side of the bright yellow dragon bed, a new low couch was set up inside the screen for Song Shen to rest. He dared not take half a step away from the patient.

King Rui changed into light regular clothes, wrung out the hot handkerchief, and was wiping his sleepy father's hands, when he heard the movement, he turned around and hurriedly got up to say hello: "Third Brother, Fifth Brother."

"Thank you fourth brother." The fifth prince quickly walked towards the dragon bed, knelt on the footrest, looked closely at his unconscious father, and called softly, "Royal father?"

The emaciated Emperor Chengtian lay on his back, his eyes closed tightly, without any response.

"Father, son Zeyong, I kowtow to greet you." Zhao Zeyong kowtowed as usual.

Song Shen, who was in a light sleep, had already been awakened. He was wearing a toga with long sleeves and no crown.

The three brothers cooperated tacitly, and served the critically ill father to wipe his face, hands, and neck, and gently kneaded his whole body according to the doctor's instructions. After a busy work, they went to the outer study to discuss matters.

"No matter how the outside world speculates, don't pay attention to it, strictly guard the palace gate, and temporarily conceal the illness of the father." Zhao Zeyong solemnly instructed.

"That's all we can do at the moment." The Fifth Prince nodded.

King Rui asked cryptically, "What if someone insists on face saint?"

"I have clearly ordered Commander Cao of the Forbidden Army: Anyone who forcibly breaks into Qianming Palace by force will be punished as treason and killed without mercy." Zhao Zeyong said with cold eyes, word by word.

"Understood." King Rui nodded slowly.

Afternoon Qingwang Mansion

"For the expedition on the [-]th day of the first lunar month, fortunately, I have already eaten the Lantern Festival." Rong Youtang smiled, pulled himself together, handed over the other party's usual saber with both hands, and asked softly: "It was announced in the morning that the expedition will be held tomorrow, and the Ministry of Rites is probably arranging a guard of honor for the grand tour. Your Highness said to leave, what is the meaning of this?"

"Soldiers never tire of cheating. At that time, King Rui and the others will explain to the outside world that the military situation is urgent." Zhao Zeyong took the saber, and he has already taken off the complicated and gorgeous prince's clothes, and the light armor is covered with a cloak, looking majestic and heroic.

In order to avoid the other party's worry, both of them pressed the parting mood.

The four looked at each other, and before they had time to say a few more words, the guard's urging voice came from outside the door: "His Royal Highness, the team is in order!"

"Departure later." Zhao Zeyong raised his voice to answer, kissed the other party's forehead hastily, and whispered:

"You have something that has been in a vase for many years."

"What vase?" Rong Youtang asked in a trembling voice, suppressing the soreness in his throat, his thoughts were empty.

Zhao Zeyong didn't answer, he hugged him heavily for a moment, then let go, and said in a low voice, "I'm leaving, take care of yourself."

"It's you who went out to fight, so you should cherish it even more! Countless people hope that the prince will be safe." Rong Youtang immediately ordered.

"Yes." Zhao Zeyong held the handle of the knife, smiled, and took a few steps back.

Rong Youtang raised his heel subconsciously.

"Stop!" Zhao Zeyong stopped him solemnly: "Master Xiaorong, please leave now, don't send it off."

"why?"

"Look from behind, the horses can't run fast." The backward Zhao Zeyong didn't take his eyes off, turned around in front of the study threshold, strode away without looking back.

Rong Youtang was left standing alone, and he chose to watch him off, like clay sculptures and wood sculptures, his eyes burned.

Yoshihisa

Rong Youtang raised his face, let out a long breath, looked around, and finally stared at the half-person-high open vase in the corner, the dusty past flooded up like a tide, he walked slowly, thinking to himself:

I remembered!

Back then, when Rong Youtang's false identity was exposed, King Qing was furious, threw the jade pendant that the other party had accidentally broken into a vase, and walked away in a huff.For some reason, no one mentioned it again.

Rong Youtang squatted down, carefully put down the vase, and tipped it over tentatively:

There was only a "click", and a light blue purse bag fell out of the bottle, which looked very familiar.

Rong Youtang picked it up and opened it, but what was inside the bag was not the jade piece that was broken in half as he remembered, but the intact Zigang plaque, but the surname engraved on the back had changed from "Qiu" to "Rong".

The decoration is still the same as before, still in the style of bamboo newspapers, the jade is warm and flawless, delicate and white.

Your Highness...

Beautiful jade, the finest mutton fat warm jade, instantly scalded people's eyes.

Rong Youtang changed from squatting to sitting, with his back leaning on the vase, clasping his hands together to hold the jade pendant tightly, and pressing his hands against his forehead, trembling violently, clenched his teeth and remained silent.

Moments later, he treasured the jade pendant into his arms, and suddenly got up——