Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Be honest!"

"Ask and answer, don't play tricks."

……

The guards in plain clothes escorted a group of captives who were bound and gagged, and forced their way into the temple gate. The leader was struggling desperately, but when he looked up and saw Zhao Zeyong, his eyes were wide open, and he subconsciously backed away, terrified.

There was a moment of silence, and the head captive suddenly moved slightly on his cheek——

In a blink of an eye, Xie Ting stepped forward with sharp eyes and quick hands, quickly raised his hand to remove the opponent's chin, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes and asked: "Want to commit suicide? You know... our son? Kneel down!"

What son?He is clearly the prince!The leader of the prisoner had a gray face and sat down on his knees, grinning and drooling, trembling.

"Kneel down!", "Kneel down!" All the guards were on alert for a moment, and they showed no mercy.Two of the guards held a pile of robes and boots, put them up with both hands, and briefly stated: "Young master, these are all found from their horse pockets. After identification, this style belongs to the Quankeer tribe of the Northern Man."

Without saying a word, Zhao Zeyong picked up his robe with the scabbard to look through it, and then looked at the prisoner. After a long while, he picked one who was shaking like a sieve. With a little chin, Xie Ting understood, and stretched out his hand to untie the cloth on the prisoner's mouth. He ordered: "Answer whatever you are asked, and if there is a half-truth, throw it into the mountains to feed the wolves!"

"Don't, don't, this big brother, you have something to say, easy to say." The prisoner's face was pale, and according to the leader's expression, he chose to know the current affairs without hesitation, and begged for mercy: "My lord, please forgive me, I have been wronged! The hair is Boss Wang's hair." I was shaved, and he made the clothes and boots, I am poor, I earn some money for my life, and I am only responsible for intimidation, and I definitely did not kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

Zhao Zeyong's gaze was like a torch, and he asked majesticly, "Who are you intimidating? Which innocent people were killed indiscriminately?"

"This, this... I..."

"What are you muttering about? Answer quickly! If you are found out to be lying afterwards, it will be useless for you to flee to the ends of the earth." Xie Ting gritted his teeth and glared angrily.

"I say I say! Every time before the event, Boss Wang specifies the direction and tells us to go first, threatening to drive away the fleeing victims. They seem to kill a lot of people, but none of that has anything to do with me!"

"Drive the disaster victims? Kill the disaster victims?" Xie Ting was stunned in surprise. He thought it was just a coincidence to capture a group of bandits who took advantage of the chaos.

Zhao Zeyong's face changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are the victims of the epidemic? Which direction are you driving them away?"

Seeing the wind and wind, the prisoner made up his mind to make meritorious deeds and atone for his sins, and told him evasively, "I don't understand anything, but I overheard Boss Wang saying that we should try our best to drive the victims to the capital—ah! Spare me, my lord!"

Zhao Zeyong was furious, kicked the villain who had done all kinds of crimes, and asked angrily: "Say! What is your original plan tonight? To kill innocent people?"

"no no!"

The prisoner curled up in a corner, trying to explain: "The imperial court sent tens of thousands of soldiers to rescue the disaster. The government asked the imperial envoy for help and got a team of reinforcements. They were hunting us everywhere. Boss Wang was frightened and took us to the temple on Fangjing Mountain to shave and become a monk. Wait for the limelight to pass before returning to vulgarity. My son, what the villain said is true, please forgive me, I don’t have human blood on my hands, it’s just a moment of confusion and obsession with money—”

Zhao Zeyong interrupted coldly: "Where is the disaster relief army now? Who is the imperial envoy?"

"The army arrived at noon today and was stationed at Shansu Station. Boss Wang called the imperial envoy 'surnamed Rong'."

"The one whose surname is Rong?" Xie Ting thought for a while, then whispered, "My lord, it should be Mr. Rong. There are not many people with the surname Rong in the court."

Zhao Zeyong's heartstrings tightened suddenly, and he ordered with a deadpan expression: "Take them out, interrogate them carefully, ask the chief envoy, their accomplices, and the criminals, and don't ignore the rest of the key points, so there must be no mistakes."

"Yes!" Xie Ting was full of fighting spirit, quickly adjusted his defense, and escorted the prisoner to the open space behind the temple.

"Hold on."

Xie Ting hurriedly stopped and turned around, bowing his head respectfully.

"Keep alive." Zhao Zeyong urged.

"Yes."

Two days passed by

Blushing, thick neck, limp and fainting, beating the ground and crying, kneeling and begging...

Since arriving in the epidemic area, Rong Youtang was surrounded by crying and shouting all day long, and he was very busy, his voice was hoarse and changed, and he asked with concern:

"Is the sick brother better?"

"Doctor Song is indeed a miracle doctor!" Zhu Biao admired him sincerely, and praised him full of praise: "After taking the medicine, the patients generally get better except for those who are too old and weak. In my opinion, this plague will end soon."

"I hope so."

Rong Youtang pushed open the door, and asked again: "How many died this morning?"

Immediately Zhu Biao frowned, his ears buzzing, and answered seriously, "There are five. The relatives of the deceased rolled and wailed, blaming wildly, scolding the court for being late in the rescue, scolding the doctor for being a quack doctor, scolding God for being blind and taking innocent lives."

Rong Youtang was very sympathetic, but helpless, he patted his companion on the shoulder and comforted him: "It is inevitable for a person to get agitated and lose his temper when facing life and death. We receive the imperial salary and share the worries of the imperial court. We can only forgive and tolerate. After returning to Beijing, please Give me a copy of the name of the meritorious brother, and I will definitely give him a reward!"

"What are you talking about? It's nothing more than being scolded with blank eyes. Think about the common people suffering from the plague and their families being destroyed. What else can we not forgive?" Zhu Biao wiped his face wearily.

Rong Youtang poured two cups of tea and informed softly: "The imperial court attaches great importance to the epidemic. Although food is still being raised, the relevant medicinal materials have been delivered overnight, and it is estimated that they will arrive within three days."

"Really? That's great!" Zhu Biao clapped his hands happily, and said, "Qiuling and Chunhe's prefects kept asking and beating around the bush. It's very annoying. It's as if we deliberately withdrew the medicine! I can't do it for you once." Patiently explain this time, if it were me, I might have to fight."

Rong Youtang drank tea to moisten his throat, pointed to his throat, and said with a wry smile: "Listen to my broken voice? Sigh, I don't even have the strength to argue."

Zhu Biao hesitated to speak, rolled his eyeballs, and asked cautiously, "Master, to be honest with you, your complexion is a little bad. Could it be that you didn't take the medicine on time?"

Rong Youtang hurriedly replied: "Three bowls a day, never stop, who dares to ruin Doctor Song's reputation?"

"That's true." Zhu Biao nodded, but he was still worried, and sincerely reminded: "Just in case, when Doctor Song finishes his work later, please remember to ask him to take the pulse, so that you can rest assured."

Rong Youtang readily accepted: "Thank you. By the way, where is General Han?"

"He," Zhu Biao couldn't help curling his lips, and said in a flat tone, "he's still in the Shansu government office, saying he's investigating the epidemic in the city." Bah!It is clear that they dislike the noisy and dirty place here, and are afraid of getting sick.

Rong Youtang's demeanor was as usual, and he said gently: "Thanks for your hard work, General, the wronged brothers don't complain, otherwise Dr. Song and I will definitely be pulled to pieces."

"It should be, let's work together to tide over the difficulties." Zhu Biao smiled embarrassedly, with a dark complexion and white teeth, very honest.

Just as Rong Youtang was about to speak, a loud gong sounded suddenly from the wind outside the window, which was extremely abrupt. He was startled, and hurried to the window to have a look, and asked suspiciously, "Who is beating the gong?"

"I don't know. The plague caused people to die everywhere. Who wants to have a happy event? You are brave enough." Zhu Biao was amazed, and looked in the direction of the official road, very surprised.

"It doesn't sound like joy." Rong Youtang said, he was at a loss, and stared intently:

On the official road next to the post station, a neat and dignified team was coming: the leader of the government office beat the gong to clear the way, held up a sign with the words "governor", "avoid", and "quiet", and a large number of policemen with knives acted as Guard;

In the middle is a tall and spacious vermilion lacquered carriage surrounded by mighty men;

At the rear are seven or eight official sedan chairs, and a string of prison cars, in which are prisoners in shackles.

"What a big battle!"

"Hey, it turned out to be the governor, no wonder." Rong Youtang suddenly realized, quickly put on his official hat, straightened his appearance, and said as a matter of course: "The governor is here to inspect the epidemic situation, General Zhu, let's go down and have a look."

"Okay." Zhu Biao yawned, lacking in interest, crossed his arms, and said as he walked, "If you are willing to go on tour at the risk of getting sick, you are doing your duty and loving the people, and it is worth welcoming."

"The local governor's surname is Qian, and his first name is Qian Huaihe." Rong Youtang informed.

Zhu Biao said casually, "Oh, Lord Qian."

Shaoqing

The two of them walked quickly to the gate of the post station, when they raised their eyes, they saw a large mass of black heads, surrounded by governor Qian Huaihe like stars holding the moon.The uninfected victims were out of curiosity, packed to the brim, competing to witness the governor's demeanor and discussing with each other.

Rong Youtang approached with a smile, cupped his hands and said politely: "My lord, Rong Youtang, you must be the governor, Mr. Qian, right? Nice to meet you."

Qian Huaihe's eyes lit up, and he was extraordinarily humble. He walked quickly to greet him, and cupped his hands: "It's a pleasure to meet you! I'm sorry, Mr. Qian came late, it's really hard work for the imperial envoys and soldiers."

Rong Youtang was secretly surprised, and said politely: "It is a duty to do things for the imperial court. Mr. Qian is busy with official duties, so it is extremely rare to take the time to take the risk to visit. Please come in, the official documents of the epidemic are all upstairs."

"Before discussing disaster relief, I have an important announcement to make." Qian Huaihe spoke sternly, and glanced quietly at the carriage from the corner of his eye.

Rong Youtang was taken aback, and quickly asked for advice: "I don't know what it is? Could it be related to disaster relief?"

"After the outbreak of the epidemic, the people were terrified, and their families went out to seek refuge. During this period, some people were obsessed with wealth and took advantage of the opportunity to do evil. They robbed and killed the victims in the middle of the night, and killed 27 innocent people!" Qian Huaihe was impassioned, raising his hand and pointing at the prisoners behind the carriage. Dayi said awe-inspiringly: "Fortunately, the sky net has been restored. The elite soldiers lent by the government and Mr. Rong searched and arrested all night, and all the criminals have been captured! There are all personal and material evidence, and the family members of the deceased have also identified them. It is true."

Oh?

The onlookers immediately became overwhelmed with enthusiasm, and they flocked to despise and abuse the prisoners.

"quiet!"

"No pushing!"

……

The police officers hurriedly shouted for evacuation, trying their best to maintain stability.

"Everyone, please look at the clothes and boots piled up in the corner of the prison car. They were worn when they committed crimes. They pretended to be barbarians and killed innocent people. They also spread rumors and cursed the prince. They committed a heinous crime! As we all know, His Royal Highness used soldiers like a god, and won a great victory in the Northwest War." Complete victory, the barbarians surrendered after a disastrous defeat, and now the victorious army has returned victorious, whoever dares to spread rumors will be severely punished!" Qian Huaihe roared majestically like a bell.

Victory in the Northwest?

The prince has returned to Beijing?

Joyful and puzzled, Rong Youtang subconsciously walked towards Qian Huaihe, eager to find out more details, but accidentally stepped on a policeman in the crowd, and when he was about to explain, the other party turned around and showed his face, it was Xie Ting!

"you--"

Rong Youtang was dumbfounded, and thought to himself: Is there anyone in the world who looks so similar?

Xie Ting suppressed a smile and whispered, "Master Rong, you are safe here." After speaking, he glanced at the carriage without showing any signs.

Your Highness is in the car?

Rong Youtang suddenly felt the absurdity, and after being shocked, he hurriedly looked at the "catch" around the carriage: the familiar guards tensed their faces, and smiles burst into their eyes.

in two quarters of an hour

Qian Huaihe led local officials to inspect the victims and discuss the epidemic situation. The carriage entered the backyard of the post station and was heavily guarded.

"Don't worry, the young master has made arrangements."

Rong Youtang returned to the bedroom with the food box, and said softly: "The epidemic has not been eliminated, it is really dangerous!"

Xie Ting smiled and didn't answer, stopped in front of the door and said, "My lord, please."

Rong Youtang nodded, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door with his fingers. Before he could speak, a long-lost deep voice came from the room:

"Come in."