20demayo Chapter 377 What? Yuwen Chenglong can be someone else's master?
Chapter 377 What? Yuwen Chenglong can be someone else's master?
"General Tianbao, how is my grandson?"
Yang Guang stood up from the threshold, dusted off his robes, and walked up to Yuwen Chengdu to ask.
"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is a martial arts prodigy of our time."
Yuwen Chengdu's eyes were full of admiration, without the slightest exaggeration.
He taught martial arts to many people, including palace guards, junior members of his clan, and military generals.
Let's not even mention Yuwen Chenglong; he was a complete waste of time, and teaching him would have been pointless.
Besides Lü Zhen, he had also met other talented people.
Compared to Lü Zhen, they all paled in comparison, falling far short.
"Okay, okay."
Yang Guang patted Lü Zhen's arm, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.
This kid is indeed worthy of being Lu Zilie's son. He's already been recognized by Yuwen Chengdu at such a young age. What will he be like in the future?
In a decade or so, he will surpass his master, and in another decade or so, he will surpass his father. At that time, the Sui Dynasty will have gained another great general.
"Master, you flatter me. I still have many shortcomings."
Lü Zhen put away the phoenix-winged gilded axe, cupped his hands in a respectful bow, neither humble nor arrogant.
He learned a lot from today's exchange.
He memorized all the details his master taught him, all the things he hadn't noticed before, and practiced them repeatedly when he got back.
"Master Uncle, please make me a weapon too."
Lu Yan jumped down from the threshold at some point, ran to Yuwen Chengdu's side, grabbed his clothes, and shook him repeatedly.
She tilted her little face up, full of anticipation.
He heard from his brother that the smaller phoenix-wing gilded axe was personally crafted by Yuwen Chengdu.
It uses the finest wrought iron, and every detail is polished to be smooth and rounded.
So, he also wanted to have a weapon to play with.
"Master Uncle?"
Yang Guang frowned, looked down at the little boy, and looked puzzled.
What is this term?
Yuwen Chengdu was the Tianbao General and Lü Zhen's teacher, so it's understandable that Lü Yan would call him his senior uncle.
But why does it sound so awkward when Lü Yan says the words "Master Uncle"?
Could it be that the Yuwen family has other experts, and Lü Yan has become their disciple?
But he had never heard of anyone in the Yuwen family who could be compared to Yuwen Chengdu.
"Your Majesty, Young Master Yan has taken my second brother as his teacher."
Yuwen Chengdu explained, his face showing a mixture of helplessness and embarrassment.
"What?"
Upon hearing the name Yuwen Chenglong, Yang Guang was immediately stunned, his eyes widening in disbelief.
No, is there no one else in this world?
Besides Yuwen Chenglong, there were others in the court who could command troops and were capable of leading the charge.
With so many talented people and so many fierce generals, why choose Yuwen Chenglong?
Isn't this damn misleading young people?
How could we let this troublemaker take care of our own precious grandson?
What kind of person is Yuwen Chenglong? He carries around a silver spear all day, either stabbing people in the kidneys or stabs them in the groin.
What kind of people can be taught by those who dare to dig up their own ancestral graves?
"Your Majesty, my second brother is not entirely useless."
Upon seeing Yang Guang's expression, Yuwen Chengdu instantly understood.
Perhaps in His Majesty's eyes, Yuwen Chenglong is not even as good as a dog on the street.
"Yes, it's utterly useless."
Yang Guang nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly, his tone showing no hesitation.
He certainly didn't want his grandson to one day fight someone, wielding a silver spear to stab someone in the kidneys or prick their anus.
This is not only embarrassing to talk about, it's also an eyesore. Where does he put his old face?
"Grandfather, my master was also very skilled."
Lu Yan grabbed Yuwen Chengdu's clothes with one hand and Yang Guang's clothes with the other.
The two little hands were clenched tightly, as if afraid someone would run away.
Although he was young, he understood a principle well.
How can someone without ability follow in his father's footsteps?
His father was the God of War of the Sui Dynasty, with many fierce generals under his command.
Yuwen Chenglong was able to stay by his father's side for so long and was still entrusted with important responsibilities.
Clearly, Yuwen Chenglong has other special skills that he is able to utilize.
Otherwise, his father wouldn't keep idle people around him.
"Okay, okay, that's great. If you say it's great, then it's great."
Yang Guang was unwilling to argue with Lü Yan and was too lazy to waste words on this matter.
He dotes on his grandson so much, how could he bear to argue with this little guy?
Anyway, once Lü Xiao returns, let him talk to Yang Ruyi.
Although that girl is unreliable, she still listens to what Lü Xiao says.
Canceling the apprenticeship and finding a proper master would be better than anything else.
"Young master, what kind of weapon do you wish to have made?"
Yuwen Chengdu squatted down and asked with a smile.
He rarely smiled. When he was on duty in the palace, he always had a stern face, as if someone owed him eight hundred strings of cash.
But in front of Lü Zhen and Lü Yan, the smile on his face never stopped.
"Hmm... I need a crossbow, a small one."
Lu Yan tilted his head and thought for a moment before speaking.
He didn't want to learn how to make cypress like his brother; those things were too heavy and difficult to hold.
He didn't want to learn to shoot like Yuwen Chenglong; those things were too long, and he wasn't even as tall as a gun.
The crossbow is different; it's lightweight, easy to carry, and can be used to shoot people from a distance without close combat.
"it is good."
Yuwen Chengdu nodded, taking everything to heart.
It's just a crossbow, he can make it himself, using the best wrought iron, polishing it to the smoothest finish, and then carving beautiful patterns on the crossbow body.
Ever since he took Lü Zhen as his apprentice, he has developed a fondness for children.
Even if you haven't given birth yourself, it's not bad to like someone else's child.
Watching them grow up and improve day by day is one of life's greatest joys.
"Um?"
Yang Guang sized up Yuwen Chengdu, the Tianbao General of the Sui Dynasty.
It's strange, this guy never smiles, he always has a stern face.
In just a few short moments today, his smile never faded; the corners of his mouth were practically stretched to his ears.
Is he having an episode?
Did you take the wrong medicine?
"..."
Yuwen Chengdu had no idea why Yang Guang was staring at him, so he could only bow and take his leave to go on duty.
However, what he was thinking about was how to forge that small crossbow, what materials to use, what style to make, and what patterns to carve.
We need to finish this before Lü Yan's next visit to the palace, so that the child can have some fun.
"Yan'er, your maternal grandfather thinks you need to change your teacher."
Yang Guang grasped Lü Yan's hand and led him back into the palace, speaking in a tone that was both consultative and tentative.
Why?
Lu Yan was confused. He looked up at his maternal grandfather, his little face full of bewilderment.
The mechanic was perfectly fine, why did you need to replace him?
"Hmm... how should I put it, your master doesn't seem like a reliable person."
Yang Guang carefully considered his words, afraid that if he spoke too harshly, he would hurt the child's feelings, and if he spoke too softly, he would not have any effect.
He was genuinely afraid that Yuwen Chenglong, that wretched child, would corrupt his good grandson.
Who is Yuwen Chenglong?