Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

King Guangping was hijacked by the enemy?

Rong Youtang was at a loss, couldn't help but stand out in confusion, and asked politely, "Master Yang, I don't know His Royal Highness King Guangping—"

"what?!"

The newly appointed Seventh Prince Zhao Zewu, the commander of the Nine Inspections, was stunned. He yelled out loudly, took Rong Youtang's talk away, and hurried to Pingnanhou. He was shocked and asked, "Second Brother was hijacked on the way to the morning court?"

The current Marquis of Pingnan is in his forties. He should be in the prime of life, but his body has been hollowed out due to indulging in alcohol and sex. His face is swollen and his eye bags are blue. Being pressured by aggressive questions, he takes a step back and nods his head, "Exactly!"

"Which street did it happen? How is it possible?" Zhao Zewu looked anxious, quite unbelievable.

"Return to His Royal Highness Seventh: The incident happened at the entrance of Hanjing Lane, Pingzhu Street. Two people died on the spot, four were seriously injured, and the scene was dripping with blood. How could it be fake? The officers and soldiers dug the ground around three feet, but they couldn't find anyone! Ouch, I'm so anxious." Marquis Pingnan sighed, his panic and worry were not fake, after all, he was a relative and nephew, so there was a bit of sincerity.

"Pingzhu Street?" Zhao Zewu was furious, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Where did such audacious thing come from, dare to rob the prince? It's the opposite! My Highness just ordered my subordinates to sieve the inner city carefully yesterday, and captured dozens of thieves , the murderer must have a lot of background, otherwise how could he escape the strict searches arranged by Lord Wu many times?"

"His Royal Highness Seven is right." Rong Youtang interjected, and asked the main point with concern: "Master Yang, why do you believe that the enemy kidnapped His Royal Highness Guangping?"

"Oh! When I heard the news and rushed to the scene, the murderer had already fled. I heard that one of the bearers was interrogated by the city guard and confessed that when the incident happened, gangsters in disguise stopped the sedan chair and argued with our Highness. , and for some reason, the other party became angry from embarrassment, and suddenly drew his sword to kill. Therefore, according to the clues, the Yamen guessed that the crime was committed by an acquaintance." In desperation, Ping Nanhou spoke quickly.Decades of habits are hard to change, and when he is in a hurry, he will be full of "Our Highness" - the second prince from Zhonggong was once the fervent hope of Pingnan Hou Yang's family, but God's will is not as expected, and the second prince eventually became the guard. The fallen prince of the frontier.

"So that's how it is." Rong Youtang asked thoughtfully, "The crime happened at Maoshi? The city gate hadn't been opened at that time, so there was more than one murderer, right? They took hostages, where would they flee? Probably still hiding in the inner city. "

"According to the bearer, there are three murderers who showed up. As for whether there are any accomplices, I don't know for the time being." Yang Shengping's mouth was dry, and his forehead was sweating white.

After the fifth prince listened carefully, he discussed with the Minister of the Imperial Study in a low voice, and five or six people were surrounded by the temporary imperial case, all of them looked solemn.

"Hiding in the inner city? Hmph, this is easy!" Zhao Zewu was very angry, because now he was in charge of the defense of Fang Street in the capital, and King Guangping was hijacked, which was equivalent to a slap in the face of the nine-door inspection commander in public, and his cheeks were hot.He was furious, and took the initiative to ask Ying: "Fifth brother, my lords, the murderer killed people in the street, he is extremely rampant, leave the search and arrest to me, and I will definitely find out those bastards, and restore the imperial city to a clean and peaceful place!"

Rong Youtang secretly admired it, and once again thanked him for putting so much effort into recommending it.

"Lao Qi, Lao Qi, calm down." The fifth prince discussed with the auxiliary ministers, raised his head and comforted him: "The gangsters are ruthless and hard to guard against. No wonder the inspectors and soldiers, let alone you. But the prince is missing, we must search, first Bring him back and talk about other things."

Chief Assistant Lu Zixing said solemnly: "According to the clues relayed by Mr. Yang, the murderer is too vicious. It is not appropriate for His Royal Highness to take personal risks. Please sit in command. The most urgent task is to strictly guard the city gates, strengthen investigations, and prevent the other party from absconding from the city. When the time comes Finding a needle in a haystack makes rescue difficult."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, His Highness knows it well." Zhao Zewu waved his hand, not afraid of the sky.

Marquis Pingnan interjected to inform: "After the case was reported to the officials, the city guards dealt with it quickly. Presumably seven city gates have been closed at this time, leaving only the north and south main gates."

"That's very good." The fifth prince said with concern: "Lao Qi, then you will be responsible for searching the inner city, be careful, and ask for help at any time if you don't have enough manpower."

"Okay!" Zhao Zewu was gearing up, and went down aggressively to arrange a search, eager to find out the villains who corrupted his official authority.

Being hijacked at this juncture, what happened to King Guangping?

Rong Youtang was vaguely uneasy, but given that King Guangping was the only son of Emperor Chengtian, and he had fought for the heir for decades, with a huge momentum and intricate relationships, it was inevitable that there would be enemies, and people would do anything in a hurry, such as impulsive assassination.

In fact, King Rui, the Fifth Prince and others also guessed the same way.

After the body of Emperor Chengtian was properly placed, the few people who shared weal and woe were exhausted physically and mentally.

"Cough cough." The fifth prince cleared his throat, he had a terrible headache, and said awkwardly: "Hey, you said, it's fine, why did the second emperor brother be hijacked by the enemy?"

King Rui frowned, holding a bowl of special herbal soup, eating elegantly, wiped his mouth absent-mindedly, and said helplessly: "Until you find someone, no one will know, after all...Second Brother has too many old departments."

"Indeed, there are quite a lot. It's almost impossible to guess." The Fifth Prince held his forehead and sighed deeply.

Rong Youtang thought hard, and carefully said: "The vendetta is just a hypothesis, and there are countless possibilities."

The fifth prince was stunned, and slowly nodded: "The situation in the capital is so tense right now, who would dare to intercept and kill the prince in the street? I'm really tired of working."

"I heard that three of the four seriously injured died, and only one bearer survived. It is obvious that the gangster is vicious and straightforward." Holding a spoon in his hand, King Rui unconsciously stirred the medicinal soup, and pointed out doubtfully: "However, did the murderer rush to kill the two? Brother silenced it? Or was it planned to hijack?"

Rong Youtang calmly stated: "I think it should be the latter."

"Oh?" The fifth prince turned his head.

"It is reported that His Royal Highness King Guangping does not know martial arts, and has been diagnosed by the imperial doctor for a long time. He is weak and unable to resist. There are three murderers. They quickly knocked down six followers. , a few fatal injuries are enough to kill the target." Rong Youtang analyzed carefully, paused, and asked another question:

"Besides, if you want to silence, why don't you sneak into the palace of Guangping and assassinate secretly? Instead, block sedan chairs in the street and kill people in public, afraid that others will not see it? It's too unreasonable."

"The surviving bearer said that the second brother and the murderer knew each other." King Rui racked his brains, trying to speculate as objectively as possible: "Maybe... the second brother has some clue about the murderer? What is the other party's kidnapping trying to force?"

"There must be a plan." The fifth prince was exhausted and yawned profusely.

Rong Youtang couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "No matter what the plot is, if you kidnap the prince in the street, once you are caught, you will be punished by the whole family. The murderer is crazy!"

"Before the crown prince triumphs, my fifth brother and I can't leave the palace no matter what. I hope that the seventh person can find something in the city, otherwise we have to find another way." King Rui was worried.

"Brother Rong, be careful in the near future, and bring more guards when you go in and out." The fifth prince urged again.

Rong Youtang smiled gratefully, stood up and cupped his hands: "Thank you, Your Highness. It's getting late, and I'll go to Dingbeihou Mansion right now, and whisper a few words, so that Mr. Guo and the others can have a clear idea."

"Go."

"Remember: keep your whereabouts secret! These days, I always feel uneasy, and I only hope that my third brother will return to Beijing as soon as possible." The fifth prince said frankly in distress.

"The crown prince will return triumphantly!" Rong Youtang's tone was sonorous and firm, he bowed slightly and said, "I'm taking my leave."

King Rui waved his hand kindly.

At the same time, the Northwest Garrison

The cold wind in the frontier was like a knife, roaring past.

In order to prevent the commander from being sad and distracted, the news of Emperor Chengtian's death was suppressed by King Rui and others, and they have not been informed yet.

"Your Highness, shall we eat first? You have been busy all morning." The commander of the personal guard Xie Ting reminded in a low voice.

"Leave it alone, wait a moment." Zhao Zeyong didn't lift his head, he was writing at his desk, the desk was full of official documents, and there was a huge map next to it, and the dangerous terrain was densely marked.

Xie Ting hesitated to speak, rubbed his palms together, trying to persuade but didn't know how to persuade.

after a while

Zhao Zeyong put down his pen, raised the secret letter, put it aside to dry the ink, raised his head and asked, "Is there a military situation?"

"Oh! No." Xie Ting hurriedly shook his head, and quickly said, "The deputy general and the general will wait in the conference hall in [-] minutes to discuss the battle strategy."

"Hmm." Zhao Zeyong nodded, stood up and washed his hands in a hurry, picked up the bowl and swallowed it. Although he is a prince, he didn't care about the corresponding proportion during the war. There was no table full of delicacies. The meals were very simple. Then he picked up the teacup and returned to the desk.

After working day and night for two consecutive months, Zhao Zeyong lost a little weight, showing more sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a high nose bridge, like a cold and hard black knife, his words and deeds showed sharp edges, not angry but mighty, with an imposing manner.He picked up the dry secret letter, rolled it neatly, and then sealed it with wax.

Xie Ting understood and immediately went out to fetch a carrier pigeon and offered it with both hands.

Zhao Zeyong was taciturn, flipped his ten fingers quickly, hung the letter box on the pigeon's leg familiarly, went to the window to release it himself, and watched it disappear into the night sky like an arrow.

Yoshihisa

"Your Highness?" Xie Ting said cautiously, "Are you alright?"

Zhao Zeyong returned to his senses, shook his head, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is that memorial kept?"

"The Shenhe station eight hundred miles away."

"Continue to withhold until the king orders release." Zhao Zeyong ordered solemnly.

"Yes!" Xie Ting was respectful.

Zhao Zeyong clenched his fist, slammed the window sill lightly, and suddenly asked his cronies, "Do you know why?"

"Uh... I probably know." When Xie Ting was promoted to the personal guard camp, Zhao Zeyong was only the third prince, and he had followed him for more than ten years. He was utterly loyal. A few days ago, they fought against their rival, Ge Chu, and won a complete victory. However, Quan Keer took the opportunity to attack Yutan Fort. The casualties were not small, nearly 2000 people. The general hastened to report back to Beijing, fearing that there will be a storm in the court, it is better to suppress it, the battle is almost over."

Zhao Zeyong propped his hands on the window sill, looking up at the dark night sky, hiding complex emotions deep in his heart, expressionless, and said calmly: "This king has led the army to fight for many years. In the past..." He lowered his final voice and gradually disappeared, thinking to himself:

It's been two months since I left Beijing, how is my father's condition?Can the fourth brother hold on?

"Your Highness is now the crown prince, with heavy responsibilities on his shoulders and even more worries. You are so talented, and your subordinates swear allegiance to the death. No matter whether you go up the mountain of swords or down into the sea of ​​fire, there will be no difference!" Xie Ting tried to comfort.

Zhao Zeyong turned his head, his eyes were deep, and he said with deep pain: "The soldiers have relatives and friends who are anxiously looking forward to returning. This king really hopes to take all of you to the battlefield safely. But at present, more than [-] heroes have been killed in battle. The commander-in-chief bears an unshirkable responsibility."

"Your Highness—"

Xie Ting's throat suddenly became sour, he swallowed hard, and said in a harsh voice, "How can anyone survive in a war? The enemy's casualties are even more severe. Let's launch the last battle, end the war with victory, and avenge the dead brothers Please forgive me and take care of your health."

Zhao Zeyong sighed silently, and immediately pulled himself together, slapped the window sill hard, and when he turned around, a corner of his battle robe flew up, and ordered:

"Go to the chamber."

"Yes!"

past noon

The wind direction in the capital suddenly became sharper and sharper, snowdrops fell in a rustle, and the cold spring hit.

"Xiao Er agreed to go back to the city today, why is there no one there?" Ding Beihou frowned, pacing back and forth.

"Perhaps there is military affairs at the moment, so it's delayed. Father, please sit down and wait." Guo Yuan's expression was extremely serious.

Rong Youtang sat upright, thinking over and over the instructions he wanted to give to the Guo family, being very cautious.

"Alas! Alas!"

"Really, I really didn't expect..." Shocked to hear that Emperor Chengtian had passed away, Marquis Dingbei was terrified, mourning frequently, his face darkened.

soon

There was a knock on the door of the study room, and the guard who had been sent to Beiying earlier hurried back: "My lord? Little Jia Chi."

"Come in!"

Dingbei Hou walked towards the door quickly, and asked with concern: "Where is the second young master?"

"Reporting to Lord Hou: I rushed to Beiying to report the letter, but I didn't see our second son. I heard that King Guangping was hijacked out of the city, and His Royal Highness led the officers and soldiers to hunt him down. The criminals fled to Nanshan in a panic. The battalion and Yuanshui's field training ground, His Royal Highness the Seventh Highness urgently asked for help, the two battalions were duty-bound to send troops to support each other, and the second son led people to search the mountain!"