The Return of the King: A Generation of Prodigies

Yan Yu was accompanied by Liang Ping to meet Luo Wu, a short, unattractive boy with a hunched back who even looked a little wretched.

Before coming, Yan Yu had already known all of Luo Wu's details, but it was unknown how much of this information was true.

Yan Yu hadn't spoken a word since he came in. He had been staring at Luo Wu. His eyes were calm, but they made Luo Wu feel uneasy and creepy.

Seeing that the time had come, Yan Yu said nothing, but took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and handed it to Qin Gang beside him.

Qin Gang took the medicine and walked forward tacitly to pry open Luo Wu's mouth, then poured it in without saying anything.

Poor Luo Wu was choking and rolling his eyes, but Qin Gang didn't care and just fed the medicine into his mouth.

Luo Wu looked at Yan Yu with fear in his eyes. What kind of person is this? Why doesn't he play by the rules? Why does he just feed him medicine when he comes up without asking anything? What kind of medicine is this?

Yan Yu saw Luo Wu take the medicine and stand up before saying, "If he doesn't say anything in a cup of tea, then let him die in pain and throw his body out to feed the wild dogs."

Yan Yu has never been merciful to such people, and he is too lazy to say a word.

Luo Wu's mouth dropped open in shock, his eyes widening. What the hell was going on? He hadn't even asked anything yet, and they were already feeding him poison?

Yan Yu walked out without looking back. It was already bright outside. He was too tired and wanted to have a good sleep.

Yan Yu slept very soundly and no one dared to disturb him. When he woke up, the moon was already above the willow trees.

Because he had slept for too long, Yan Yu was still dizzy when he woke up. He looked at the environment in front of him and it took him a while to remember that he was in his father's military camp.

"Young General, you're awake." As soon as he saw Yan Yu coming out, Qin Gang ran over with a smile on his face.

"Brother Qin." Yan Yu smiled at Qin Gang and nodded in greeting.

"Major General, good news. Luo Wu confessed everything after you left. Based on the clues he provided, we have captured all the people and put them under control." Qin Gang was in a really good mood at this moment, even better than when he had won a battle with Bai Qishan before.

"Also," Qin Gang continued without waiting for Yan Yu to respond, "Ainur Xiong'an's men have all retreated. Scouts report that not only have they suffered heavy losses, but their commander, Ainuer Xiong'an, has suddenly fallen unconscious for unknown reasons."

As they were talking, Qin Gang suddenly lowered his voice, so that only she and Yan Yu could hear, and said, "Our drug is working. Sir, you are amazing! Not only are you good at fighting, but you are also so good at making medicine. Sir, this thing is really useful. I want to learn from you. Are you willing to teach me?"

"I don't have the final say on this. You should ask General Bai first and get his consent." Yan Yu also imitated Qin Gang and responded in a low voice.

Qin Gang was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he was from Baiqishan. When he was with Yan Yu, he often forgot who he belonged to and automatically classified himself as Yan Yu's man.

Seeing that Qin Gang was silent, Yan Yu reached out and put his arm around Qin Gang to comfort him, saying, "It's okay, Brother Qin, if you want to stay, say hello to General Bai first, and leave the rest to me."

"Young General, I'm here." Seeing this, Zhou Wang hurried forward, fearing that he would be left behind.

"All of you stay, all of you stay." Yan Yu walked forward while holding one of them. He had no intention of letting Zhou Wang go. A talent like Zhou Wang could only exert his greatest strength and function by staying in the army.

After having dinner, Yan Yan went to see his father Yan Mingde. Because he was poisoned for a short time and his physical condition was good, Yan Mingde had recovered a lot after taking the antidote.

"Father." Yan Yu walked into the big tent and put on a well-behaved look when he saw Yan Mingde, as if he was still the little scholar who turned a deaf ear to the world outside and focused on reading the books of sages.

"Well, come." Yan Mingde waved at Yan Yu and asked him to sit next to him. He took too little care of his son and knew too little about him, and almost buried the child's military talent. He felt that from now on he had to understand this child well and train him well.

Yan Yu walked obediently to Yan Mingde and sat down. In fact, he was still very nervous when facing Yan Mingde, for fear that he would accidentally reveal the secret and make Yan Mingde suspicious of him.

"Yu'er, tell me where you learned all these skills?" Yan Mingde had seen Yan Yu's power, but it still seemed a little unreal. He wanted to hear Yan Yu's story in person, what he had been through over the years.

What was to come finally came. Yan Yu sighed silently and began to take out the speech he had prepared in his mind, ready to fool Yan Mingde.

"Didn't your son suffer from a life-threatening illness when he was young? You, the father, personally sent him to Mingyue Temple. Do you remember?"

Yan Mingde certainly remembered this incident. At that time, Yan Yu was only six or seven years old. For unknown reasons, he had a high fever that wouldn't stop. Not to mention the famous doctors in the capital, even the imperial doctors in the palace were helpless.

Seeing that Yan Yu was about to be burned to death, Yan Mingde, who never believed in ghosts and gods, made a wish for the first time in his life and took Yan Yu to the then famous Mingyue Temple to ask for an audience with the then abbot of the temple - Sifang Taoist Priest Liu Ziwei.

Liu Ziwei left Yan Yu in the Taoist temple for half a year. After Yan Yu came back from the temple, although his health was still not very good, he had not suffered any serious illness in these years.

"Yes, of course I remember. You had a high fever at the time, and the imperial doctors I invited from the palace were helpless. Seeing that I had no other options, I took you to Mingyue Temple and sought help from Taoist Priest Liu Ziwei."

"He said he could save you, but you had to stay in the Taoist temple so he could heal you. He was the only one who said he could save your life, so I had no choice but to agree."

"You stayed in Mingyue Temple for half a year. Taoist Liu not only cured you, but also made you much stronger."

Yan Mingde's eyes lit up when he thought about this past event. Could it be that Yan Yu had learned all these skills from Liu Ziwei at that time? If he had known this, he should have kept Yan Yu in Mingyue Temple. That way, Yan Yu could have learned more skills from Liu Ziwei.

"My son learned these skills in the Taoist temple at that time." Yan Yu was glad that his ancestor had such an experience when he was young, otherwise he really didn't know what kind of reasonable story to make up to deceive Yan Mingde.

"Were these skills taught to you by Taoist Liu?" Yan Mingde only felt it was a pity and had no time to think about anything else.

"Hmm." Yan Yu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Some are, some are not. Besides Taoist Liu, there's also a mysterious, reclusive master who taught me some things."

Although Taoist Master Liu Ziwei had long passed away, to be on the safe side, Yan Yu fabricated a hermit master who did not exist at all, in order to increase the authenticity of the matter.

"There is also a hidden master?" Yan Mingde had seen a lot of things in the world. He did not doubt the authenticity of what Yan Yu said. He just felt that his son was lucky to be able to get guidance from a master, which made him, as a father, envious.

"Then why have I never heard you say that?" If Yan Yu had told him about this at the time, he would definitely keep Yan Yu in the Taoist temple to study and would not take him home to waste time.

Yan Yu lowered her head, acting like a wronged young wife. "Father, you know my situation at home. It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I dare not. Mother has been prejudiced against me since I was a child, and I'm afraid of upsetting her. And since you're always away from home, I naturally can't tell you."

"Another reason is that Taoist Priest Liu and the reclusive master had both warned my son not to tell anyone about this matter, fearing that his young son would be envied and lose his life."

"That's why my son has been hiding this matter and doesn't dare to tell anyone. Even Ping An, who has always been by my son's side, doesn't know about it."

"If the situation today wasn't urgent, there really was no other way. My son wouldn't dare reveal these abilities to others."

"Why not?" Yan Mingde reached out and patted Yan Yu on the shoulder, saying, "Isn't the purpose of learning skills to use them when the time is right? Otherwise, why learn them?"

Yan Mingde's mood was very complicated at this time. On the one hand, he was happy that his family had a son with the talent of a great general. On the other hand, he felt very guilty and sorry for Yan Yu. He was indeed not a good father and he had not taken good care of his two sons.

Through this incident, Yan Mingde got to know his son Yan Yu again. He really didn't expect that this child who had been cowardly and had no sense of existence since childhood would have such a strong heart and patient mind, and deceive everyone in the family. But it was also because of this that he was able to survive to this day, otherwise the tigress in the family would have not tolerated him long ago.

In the final analysis, it was God who blessed their Yan family and their ancestors who protected them from being defeated by him. Otherwise, he would not have been able to face his ancestors even after his death.

Yan Yu is still young, but he has achieved such accomplishments. In time, he will surely make their Yan family even more glorious and glorious. This makes him, as a father, very happy.

"Son, no one will dare to bully you anymore. Daddy supports you behind your back. Do whatever you want. Stay by Daddy's side and gain some experience. When the opportunity arises, you can take over Daddy's position and become the head coach of our Yan Family Army."

Yan Yu looked up at Yan Mingde, and for a moment he felt quite emotional, for himself and for his original self who had never been valued and loved by his father.

"By the way, Yu'er, why did you suddenly come to Suzhou?" Yan Mingde was still naive enough to think that Yan Yu came to Suzhou because he had nothing to do.

The problem finally came back to the cruelest reality. Yan Yu felt that Yan Mingde was very pitiful. Both of his sons were dead. Although he was also a descendant of the Yan family, he was not their biological son after all.

"Dad." Yan Yu suddenly stood up, walked to Yan Mingde and knelt down.

"What's wrong?" Yan Mingde looked at Yan Yu and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. "Yu'er, if there is anything, just tell me. I, your father, can handle it."

Yan Yu looked up at Yan Mingde, unable to imagine how devastated she would be if she knew the news of Yan Junan's death.

"Dad, please accept my condolences. My eldest brother, on the night you led your troops out of the capital, was assassinated in the street and lost his life."

Yan Mingde was stunned by Yan Yu's words. He was unable to comprehend what he meant for a moment. After a while, he finally understood what Yan Yu said.

Yan Mingde felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if something was strangling his throat, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

"How could this happen? He's a dandy with no skills at all, who would want to kill him?" Although Yan Mingde was very angry and beat and scolded Yan Jun'an many times because of his incompetence and became one of the three most arrogant dandies in the capital, he couldn't accept it and didn't dare to believe it when he heard that Yan Jun'an was dead.

"He is just a good-for-nothing playboy. What can he do? Why would anyone want to kill him? This shouldn't be possible. This must be a mistake. Yu'er, this can't be true, right?" Yan Mingde was so emotional that he was shaking all over. What could be more painful than losing a son in old age?

"Dad, this is true. The Queen Mother has ordered General Bai to conduct a thorough investigation into this matter. She said that she must find out who is behind this and give our Yan family an explanation."

"Those people may not be going after my elder brother, but you. After all, if they disturb your heart, you will not be able to lead the troops to quell the rebellion."

"Dad, you must hold on. Big brother's revenge is still waiting for you to avenge him personally."

Yan Yu stepped forward to support Yan Mingde. He didn't know how to comfort this old man who had lost his son, except to say something to make him stronger.

Yan Mingde collapsed in Yan Yu's arms. He really never imagined that the son whom he looked down upon and even hated would end up dying because of him.

Such a result was really unbearable for him. He had killed his own son. For a father, this was a fatal blow.

"Dad, you can't fall down. You can't let those people succeed. Dad, we must all live well and avenge our eldest brother." Yan Yu looked at Yan Mingde with great worry, fearing that Yan Mingde would suffer too great a blow and would never recover.

The army is ready to go. If something happens to the commander at this time, it will inevitably cause a big chaos. The enemy will definitely take advantage of the opportunity and sneak in, and then they will be in big trouble.

Yan Mingde was a veteran of the battlefield after all. After a brief pain, he cheered up again. He knew that Yan Yu was right. Now was not the time for him to fall. He not only had to quell the rebellion, but also had to avenge his son.