When the Great Zhou was urgently arranging plans to attack Chu, Chu Han, the chief of the Chu State, was still on the wedding day, and Yang Yanzhao was locked in the room and spreading branches and leaves for the Yang family with Wang Shiyu. These days, he begged his father to let him go out every day, even if he went out to relax.

He felt like he was in jail now, without any freedom at all. Although he also wanted children, it was really uncomfortable to have children like this.

Yang Chenglin didn't care about so much. He felt that Yang Yanzhao had been letting go for so many years. This time he had to make a tough fight. Fortunately, at this time, Shao Ping stood up. She didn't want to care about the father and son, but considering that Yang Yanzhao and Wang Shiyu had been locked in the house for several days, people, like plants, are prone to accidents without sunlight all year round, so she persuaded Yang Chenglin to release Yang Yanzhao.

When Yang Yanzhao breathed the first breath of air outside the house, he felt that his whole body had become much lighter, "The air outside is so delicious!"

"yes!"

Wang Shiyu walked to Yang Yanzhao and took a deep breath of air, "I haven't breathed such fresh air for a long time."

"I'll agree first! You can let you out, but you can only do it in the Yang Mansion. Also, sleep more and don't run around if you have nothing to do!"

Yang Chenglin warned.

"I got it, I said dad, how could you be a father like this?

If you are in a hurry to hold your grandson, don’t you need to do this, right?”

Yang Yanzhao protested.

Yang Chenglin said angrily: "I'm not in a hurry?

I'm not in a hurry, can you get anxious?

How old are you? When I was as old as you, your brother…” He paused and took a while before he said, “Oh, I don’t want to talk nonsense to you. In short, you can help me and let me hold my grandson as soon as possible.”

"I... try my best!"

Yang Yanzhao felt that his body had been almost empty these days, and his savings for many years were all spent in a few days, which was a waste.

Although the Yang Mansion covers a large area, it is his own home after all, and he is used to it. Wang Shiyu may still feel fresh. He can stay in the Yang Mansion, but Yang Yanzhao can't stay, especially on the day of the Zhao army's competition, he got up early in the morning, ran to the kitchen to get a few steamed buns, and after eating them, he ran to the gate of the Yang Mansion to wait early.

When Yang Chenglin saw that Yang Yanzhao had been waiting for so long, although he was complaining, he still asked Yang Yanzhao to go to the martial arts competition with him.

Because this martial arts competition was a competition within the Zhao army and the Qin State was in disarray, Yang Yanzhao only invited some relatives and friends to be referees.

After seeing a few viewers except Zhao Jun, Yang Yanzhao felt so wronged.

Such a big scene! He felt that he should call everything he could, and carry it with a sweet boy to the audience, and also fill it up. This is a business opportunity! Let’s not talk about the rest, but set up a bet and collect some cards and face-to-face money to start with hundreds of thousands.

Helplessly, Yang Chenglin had no intention of making this money, and Yang Yanzhao did not dare to talk nonsense, so as not to be locked in Yang's mansion again.

There are three people responsible for being the referee this time. In addition to the retired middle-aged and elderly people, Yang Chenglin and Li Wei, a rare guest came - Li Wangling.

Li Wangling is mainly responsible for coming to register and make books. This is only nominal. In fact, everyone knows that it is nothing more than Li Wangling being upright and one of Qin Lan’s rare confidants. She was sent to see the details of Zhao Zijun.

I didn't know if I didn't look at it. When I saw it, I realized that the Zhao army, a unit that everyone called to fight, had Qin Lan wanted to reorganize this army, but no army was willing to ask for it. However, after the competition began, she realized that the Zhao army was actually all masters.

All kinds of peerless martial arts are used in the hands of a group of unpretentious guys. Although they only have their own shapes and no intentions, they are still very good at all. Compared with ordinary soldiers, the people of the Zhao army can be said to be masters, one who can fight several, but it is only limited to fighting a few.

After the competition reached a certain stage, Li Wangling discovered that the martial arts competition was not very interesting. The names of martial arts practiced were very scary, but there were not many who actually practiced them. After a while, she found that it was just that.

After finally reaching the final, I finally got something she was looking forward to.

Because Xia Chan and Qiu Gu are the golden flower character of Chunxiang's five thousand gold gold. I thought I could use this to test the strength of the four golden flowers, but I didn't expect that the four big men who finally decided were beaten down by Xia Chan alone in minutes, without any notice.

"Why!"

After reading it, Yang Yanzhao shook his head, not because he was dissatisfied with the strength of the Zhao army, but because he arranged such a good project but did not make money.

Is the Zhao army weak?

Haven't seen it?

Of course, there is no point in making money. The weak strength is because these guys have limited innate conditions and are already at a very good level that is not suitable for practicing. Even if they have peerless martial arts for them to practice, they can't practice it.

"Tell me!"

After the martial arts competition, Qin Lan secretly summoned Li Wangling, "Are there many masters of Zhao's army?"

"Compared with ordinary soldiers, they are indeed masters, and everyone is master."

"oh?

So, Zhao's army is very strong?"

"No, no, no, the general manager, don't misunderstand it. The following officials think that the Zhao army's ability to fight alone is indeed very strong. At least ordinary people or ordinary soldiers are definitely not opponents of the Zhao army, but they are only limited to fighting alone. The martial arts they practice are merely evident, but in fact they have no power. Especially in the war, soldiers who are not in formation and cannot perform effective orders can only be regarded as scattered soldiers at most. A well-trained army can easily defeat them."

This is the most pertinent evaluation given by Li Wangling, and it is also the most realistic situation of Zhao's army.

"Then do you think this army will have a chance to become an elite soldier if it is handed over to a well-trained general?"

"This possibility is not ruled out. After all, their single strength is there, but... what kind of virtue is the Zhao army? You don't need to introduce it to the subordinates?

Who do you think can manage them well?"

"Yang Chenglin!"

"ah?"

Li Wangling was stunned on the spot, silent.

Qin Lan did not finish her sentence. She immediately ordered Yang Chenglin to go to guide the Zhao army in person, hoping to turn the Zhao army into another Red Flame Iron Cavalry.

Yang Chenglin wanted to refuse, but Qin Lan also ordered Li Wei to help him take care of him, so she agreed and planned to wait until his grandson was carried, and then she would not care about anything and take care of her grandson.
Chapter completed!