At the moment when the Emperor called Yan Qing, both Yan Qing and Ling Hua vaguely guessed what he was about to say.
Indeed, the Emperor began, "Yan Qing, when you were little, you used to call me Uncle. Later, as you grew up, you stopped..."
Yan Qing opened his mouth, "Uncle."
The Emperor was pleased and reached out his hand to him.
Yan Qing stepped forward, knelt on both knees, and grasped his hand.
The Emperor tightly clasped his hand, as if trying to pass something to him, "You are young and intelligent, with high talents. Whether in civil or military affairs, you have achieved success without equal. Some are accomplished in civil but not in military, and some are accomplished in military but not in civil, but you are a master of both."
Yan Qing said nothing, quietly listening to him speak.
