eurekapd Chapter 405 Yang Lin Sees Qin Qiong Again
Chapter 405 Yang Lin Sees Qin Qiong Again
"Um?"
Xue Liang noticed his godfather's gaze, shuddered, and froze.
He really wasn't used to it.
That's my godfather's smiling face.
Normally, his adoptive father would either beat or scold him, or at the very least, give him a cold reprimand. How could he receive such treatment?
Could it be that the sun has risen in the west?
"sit."
Yang Lin stretched out his hand and pointed to the seat next to him, his tone calm.
"Me?"
Xue Liang exclaimed in surprise, looking around. He saw that Luo Fang, Li Wan, and the others had already sat down, so they must be talking about him.
He moved over carefully, his bottom barely touching half of the chair, barely daring to breathe, afraid that his godfather was testing him.
"You did very well today, and I am very pleased with you."
Yang Lin stroked his white beard, nodded slightly, and a rare look of approval appeared in his eyes.
"Thank you for the compliment, Godfather!"
Xue Liang was so excited he almost knelt down.
He really hit the jackpot today. Not only did he establish a glorious image in front of Lü Heng and Lü Jing, but he also gained special treatment from his godfather.
"Heng'er, Jing'er." Yang Lin turned his head, his gaze falling on his two grandchildren, his tone softening slightly, "What do you think of today's challenge?"
"Nothing special."
Lu Heng said with a stern face.
He doesn't lie; he can tell what the other person is capable of at a glance.
Xue Liang's marksmanship has improved, but even after the improvement, his level is still not outstanding.
Xue Liang's heart, which had been pounding with excitement, almost stopped beating.
Ordinary or commonplace?
Didn't he work hard for nothing?
"Grandfather, but Second Uncle did very well."
Seeing her second uncle's face turn ashen at a visible speed, Lü Jing quickly spoke up.
Her voice was soft and sweet, like a candied fruit being stuffed into Xue Liang's mouth.
She is understanding, tactful, and knows how to take care of other people's feelings.
Upon hearing this, Xue Liang's heart, which had almost stopped beating, began to pound again.
My nephew said his marksmanship was mediocre and nothing to worry about.
My niece said he did very well, and that's enough.
Luo Fang, Li Wan, and the others sat to the side, watching Xue Liang's face turn pale and red, tense and smug, and they all wanted to laugh.
It has to be these two kids; with just a few words, they can torment this person to the point of being both dead and alive, more effective than any magic pill.
"In battle, dueling on the battlefield is not the key to victory."
Yang Lin withdrew his gaze, looked at Lü Heng and Lü Jing, and his tone became serious.
He brought these two children with him to the expedition, not just so they could watch the excitement and shout some nice things.
He came to train them, to train them from a young age, starting with the most basic things.
Judging from their martial prowess, he could tell that his grandson and granddaughter were no ordinary people.
His father was Lü Xiao, the most valiant general of the Sui Dynasty. Like father, like son, this was ingrained in his bones.
But what he wanted to teach these two children was not only martial prowess, but also battle formations, military strategy, and the way of being a general.
These were his true intentions in bringing Lü Heng and Lü Jing here.
"My grandson will definitely study hard."
Lu Heng raised his head and met Yang Lin's gaze, his small face full of seriousness and determination.
"Alright. You should all go back to the main tent and rest."
Yang Lin nodded and waved to his guards to take the two children away.
After traveling continuously and observing the battle for half a day, he was afraid of tiring his grandson and granddaughter.
After the two left, Yang Lin leaned back in his chair and sighed softly.
The sigh wasn't loud, but it carried a complex, indescribable quality.
The laughter inside the tent gradually subsided, and everyone looked at each other, wondering why their godfather had suddenly sighed.
"Godfather, what's wrong?"
Xue Liang was the first to lose his composure and leaned forward to ask.
Isn't this all moving in a positive direction?
"Heng'er is too eager to learn."
Yang Lin shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness and heartache.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Xue Liang scratched his head, utterly puzzled.
When he was a child, he would catch cats and dogs, climb on roofs and remove tiles. His adoptive father would chase after him and beat him, scolding him for being good-for-nothing.
Now that his nephew is eager to learn, his godfather is starting to worry?
"If he were as carefree as you, I wouldn't have to worry."
Yang Lin glanced at Xue Liang, shook his head, and said nothing more.
Lu Heng is an outstanding child, and what is especially valuable is that he knew his future path very early on.
He inherited the throne of the Prince of Kao Shan, guarded the region, and served the Sui Dynasty.
Knowing this, Lü Heng always demanded of himself that he not be inferior to anyone else.
One should strive to learn literature to the best of one's ability and to master martial arts to the highest level.
We must strive to be number one in everything, and never fall behind others in anything.
Over time, the child's smiles became less frequent.
Although he was just a child, the burden on his shoulders was heavier than anyone else's.
Yang Lin also tried to persuade you several times, saying that you didn't need to push yourself like that, that you were still young and had plenty of time to learn.
But it was completely useless. Lu Heng agreed verbally, but turned around and continued practicing and studying as usual, without wavering.
In his stubbornness, he is just like his father, Lü Xiao.
"Are you praising me or criticizing me?"
Xue Liang muttered something to himself, scratched his head, and looked completely confused.
A day has passed.
As dawn broke, the enemy's shouts of battle rang out once more.
This time, the one challenging them was not someone else, but the Heavenly King Zhaowu himself, Qin Qiong, also known as Qin Shubao.
"Qin Qiong has arrived! He's come in person!"
When the news reached the main tent, Xue Liang jumped for joy.
He hurried to find Yang Lin, running and shouting so loudly that the entire camp could hear him.
Upon learning that Qin Qiong had arrived in person, Yang Lin calmly adjusted his armor, donned his battle robe, and mounted his horse.
"Godfather, when you see Qin Qiong later, just yell at him!"
Xue Liang followed behind Yang Lin, constantly offering suggestions and never stopping talking.
This is a traitor who has repeatedly opposed the imperial court and caused the deaths of countless people.
If his adoptive father still has even a shred of fatherly affection for him and can't bring himself to scold him out of consideration for their past relationship, then he'll definitely start cursing.
"Shut up."
Yang Lin said something without turning his head.
He gripped the reins, spurred his horse forward, the hoofbeats neither hurried nor slow, each step steady and resonant.
On the battlefield, the two armies faced each other in a circle.
Yang Lin reined in his horse and looked across the way.
Qin Qiong was still the same Qin Qiong, with an upright posture, sitting on his horse, just as he had been back in Dengzhou.
But the biggest change is in one's appearance.
Qin Qiong was once a man of upright character, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a resolute face. Wherever he went, he inspired goodwill in people. This is why Yang Lin liked him so much back then.
But the Qin Qiong standing before him had a sinister look on his face.
The eyebrows are still the same eyebrows, the eyes are still the same eyes, but the righteous spirit between the brows has long since disappeared.
Instead, it was replaced by something gloomy, ruthless, and unsettling to look at.
"King of the Mountain, it's been a long time."
Qin Qiong, mounted on his horse, spoke expressionlessly.
He was once incompetent in martial arts, had few soldiers and little territory, and was unable to avenge his father.
He endured it, waited, and persevered.
It's different now.
He had a wealth of talented men, a well-trained army, ample supplies, and the support of foreign powers.
Facing Yang Lin again, he was not afraid in the slightest.