Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Chapter 93 The Iron-willed Crown Prince

On the road.

Song Yuan sat on the horse's back, enduring the bumps.

My body is somewhat unable to bear it.

"You kid, are you a little too much?"

But before Song Yuan could open his mouth to complain, he heard the mocking voice of Duke Wei.

"Your father used to be so weak and frail. I even beat him more than once. Now, even your generation is still like this."

"You're someone like me, and you're planning to go to the border to defend against the barbarians. I think you'll just die there!"

"I……"

Song Yuan was about to open his mouth to explain, considering that the other party might need his help.

But when he heard this old bastard suddenly talking about his father, he wisely shut his mouth.

It seems that even his cheap father may not be able to do anything to this bastard.

If I still act like a big shot at this time, wouldn't that be courting death?

"Uncle Wei is right. I should really practice harder in the future." After hesitating for a long time, Song Yuan finally did not act rashly.

Unexpectedly, his tolerance made Duke Wei even more aggressive.

"From now on... your rhetoric is exactly the same as what your father said before. In the final analysis, trash is trash. How much time do you have left?"

"There's no such thing as a future. I think you might as well just arrange for someone to collect the body. In your next life, I hope you'll be reborn into a good family."

Is there anyone as disgusting as you?

Song Yuan glared and couldn't help rolling his eyes. The next second, he saw the two of them had arrived outside the gate of the Ministry of Industry.

The Duke of Wei did not dismount, but rode directly with Song Yuan towards the depths of the Ministry of Works.

As for the gatekeepers outside the door, not only did they ignore Duke Wei, they even retreated behind them, fearing that they would block the two men's way.

Seeing such a grand scene, Song Yuan immediately suppressed his dissatisfaction.

He is a person who can make the Ministry of Industry bow down. Even if his own father came, there wouldn't be such a grand ceremony, right?

This Duke of Wei seems to be a real bastard.

How extreme must the means be to make these people so fearful?

Thinking about the end, Song Yuan felt uneasy.

I originally just thought that since the other party needed my help, he wouldn't do anything rash.

Looking at it now...this old bastard may not really have such a bottom line.

Judging from the Duke of Wei's current performance, if he really gives me a beating, even if he reports it to my cheap father, I'm afraid I will only suffer losses.

It’s better to be more restrained and cooperate obediently.

Otherwise, who knows what will happen.

Jingle bell.

Just as the two were hesitating, the sound of iron hammering was finally heard.

Duke Wei dismounted, then glared at Song Yuan and urged, "Stop standing there like an idiot. Do you still need me to help you down?"

Seeing that the other party was just like Li Kui, Song Yuan suddenly got off his horse.

Following the Duke of Wei, we walked into the blacksmith's workshop.

Looking closely, there are many familiar faces among the blacksmiths... The efficiency of the Ministry of Industry is really good.

"Your Highness, you are here!"

The blacksmiths who had followed Song Yuan for a long time bowed in respect when they saw Song Yuan arrive.

Turning around and looking at the old man Duke of Wei, everyone shrank their necks.

Faced with this scene, Song Yuan suddenly came to his senses.

I'm afraid that this old man had already come to the Ministry of Industry to cause trouble before coming to see me.

Now, even these craftsmen must have witnessed how powerful he is.

Even if they were all his own people, they might not dare to help him deal with the Duke of Wei.

In just a moment, Song Yuan realized the situation and had to choose to surrender.

There's no way around it. I'm dealing with a bunch of idiots and it's really hard to reason with them!

Just bear with it for a while and see what this guy wants to do.

"Ahem, Crown Prince, I heard from these craftsmen that you personally taught them the blacksmithing skills?"

Duke Wei cleared his throat and finally got down to business.

"I told them you also have a strange feather-like pattern. That kind of steel is even more different from the previous ones, right?"

Duke Wei's eyes lit up when he finished speaking.

And Song Yuan finally learned the whole story.

Although there are no more legends about the Duke of Wei in the world, this old man is still active outside the palace.

As a warrior, I learned about steel.

The Duke of Wei was like a chicken with its blood pumped up. He immediately went to the Ministry of War just to ask for a magic weapon.

But during the conversation, when the Duke of Wei heard the blacksmith recount what Song Yuan had said, he immediately changed his mind.

Who are you?

You don’t even look down upon things that others have!

When Duke Wei heard everyone talking about the feather-patterned steel, his eyes lit up.

I want to be different from others, so if I really wear a sword, I must show my individuality.

Isn’t this steel with feather pattern tailor-made for me?

Thinking of the heat, the old bastard tied Song Yuan over and went straight to the point, patting Song Yuan on the shoulder.

"Grand Prince, don't just stand there. Tell them how to forge steel with that feather pattern."

"By then, besides the finished product, I'm also waiting for experiments!"

Song Yuan lowered his body by three inches and took a deep breath when he sensed the strength in Duke Wei's hand.

There was even a hint of resistance in his eyes.

I am a prince, and you want me to be your ironmaker?

you……

"Your Highness, why do you look a little reluctant?"

Song Yuan didn't dare to reveal his true feelings, his face just darkened, and he saw Duke Wei coming over immediately.

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and shook his wrist, saying, "It's been a long time since I've exercised with others. Seeing Your Highness's expression, could it be that you are dissatisfied with me and want to practice with me?"

Worth.

Are you threatening me?

I, Song Yuan, am a man of steel, and this is the kind of thing I hate the most in my life!

You dare to threaten me?

I'm going to let you know no matter what this time, you really have...picked on the weak.

When Song Yuan heard this, his eyes widened.

He took a step forward and said in a fierce voice: "Uncle Wei, what are you talking about? It's just ironwork. Let alone talking about it, even if you asked me to come in person, I wouldn't dare to say a word!"

How could the "iron-willed" eldest prince dare to act rashly at this moment?

Through previous encounters, he had realized that Duke Wei's skills were definitely not inferior to those of the tigresses at home.

No matter how tough I am, I won't be able to withstand the torture if I fall into the hands of Duke Wei.

Just like that, Song Yuan suppressed his frustration and spent the entire afternoon giving orders to everyone in the blacksmith shop. By the end, he was so thirsty that his mouth was dry.

He raised his head and glanced at Duke Wei, his eyes filled with grief and indignation.

Zhao Sihai, you bastard.

I was taken away from you by this old bastard. You can't just not report it to your superiors, right?

After Song Yuan prayed like this, God seemed to really respond.

As the sun set, Song Yuan subconsciously raised his head and saw a tall figure already outside the workshop.

At this moment, Song Yuan was about to cry.

Looking at Song Youji who was so close to him, he had never felt that he was so looking forward to the arrival of this cheap old man.

Under Song Yuan's eager gaze, Song Youji's face darkened and he immediately noticed his disappointing eldest son.

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Old Wei, what are you going to do?"

Song Yuan was originally full of confidence, thinking that with Song Youji's support this time, he would definitely be safe!

But when I heard the name Lao Wei, my heart sank.

What the hell... If Song Youji could really do something to Duke Wei, why would he shout like that?

Oh no, even I can’t handle this old bastard?

"Hey, Old Song, I heard that your precious son gave you a knife that is said to be the best in the world."

Under Song Yuan's surprised gaze, he saw Duke Wei approaching, extending his hand, and about to put it on Song Youji's shoulder.

In the end, Song Youji took a step back and avoided the action.

Duke Wei didn't take it seriously and said with a smile, "I'm the best general in the army, so I won't take your title of number one. I'll make you the second best sword in the world. Is that too much to ask?"

"He is my son..."

"Yes, I know. He calls me uncle. As an elder, it's not too much for me to let a younger person worry about me, right?"

The Duke of Wei laughed.

Song Yuan was completely stunned.

How many times has he met Song Youji since he traveled through time?

When have you ever seen Song Youji respond like this?

I originally thought that the savior had arrived, but now it seems that even my cheap father can’t save me.

While Song Yuan was stunned, Song Youji had already waved his hands fiercely and shouted angrily: "Bah, you are the best general in the army, stop flattering yourself!"

"I'm warning you, don't overdo it!"

This time, the Duke of Wei gave Song Youji a way out and responded directly, "Alright, alright, I know, it'll be done soon. I'll let this little guy go right away. Are you satisfied now?"

In the end, faced with the thick-skinned response of Duke Wei, Song Youji had no choice but to leave with hatred.

When he left, he didn't even look at Song Yuan.

As if feeling guilty.

Worri...

Song Yuan was completely dumbfounded, seeing Song Youji coming in a hurry, but also leaving in a hurry.

He had no choice but to accept his fate.

Just when Song Yuan was feeling depressed, he saw the old scoundrel Duke Wei coming up to him first.

"Alright, nephew, uncle knows you're feeling wronged, but since you've done me such a big favor this time, I won't let you work in vain."

"When I turn around and the sword is completed, I will teach you my family's unique skill, the Soul-Slaying Three-Axe!"

I bother!

What are the three soul-destroying axes.

Only this old rascal could come up with such a childish name!