"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's so...too frugal and too simple!"

Yang Yanzhang looked at the melon seeds at the banquet and wanted to say he was stingy, but when he saw someone coming, he immediately changed his words. After the person left, he muttered to Lu Song in a low voice: "If the prince holds a banquet again in the future, remember to remind me not to go."

"Just this broken banquet, I only give people melon seeds, and I don't eat dogs."

As he said that, Yang Yanzhang reached out to grab a handful of untouched melon seeds and started to eat them.

“…”

Looking at Yang Yanzhang's operation, Lu Song was speechless. He pointed to the melon seeds in Yang Yanzhang's hand and asked, "Young Master, didn't you say that you don't even eat dogs?"

"Yes, I'm not a dog."

Yang Yanzhang kowtowed a melon seed, then turned his head and asked, "So I'm eating, is there any problem with this?"

Lu Song felt something was wrong, but he was stunned for a long time and didn't think of something wrong with the logic. He had to say in a daze: "Okay... it seems, there is no problem."

"Will that be a big fuss?"

Yang Yanzhang gave Lu Song a blank look, grabbed another handful of melon seeds, and stuffed them directly into the pocket of his clothes.

There was no way. Last time I smashed the old man's garden, but the old man directly deducted all his money for the case, which led to him not even having enough food to eat and take it.

It’s a pity that Mo Zizai was too stingy and used melon seeds to entertain guests. No matter how much he took, he wouldn’t be full. It would be different if he replaced it with elbows. Just let Lu Songse take a few of that thing back in his arms, which would be enough to have a meal by himself.

Yang Yanzhang, who walked along the banquet, could see a few pools of blood on the ground from time to time. He couldn't help but sigh and shook his head when he was doing what Mo Zizai was doing today.

"The prince was so cruel. He was chasing everyone when he came up, leaving no one holding a banquet. It's really..."

When Lu Song, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but twitch slightly when he heard this. Because the young master didn't have much money, he has been particularly keen on eating mats since he was a child.

Whether you know or not, as long as the banquet starts, unless the two families have conflicted in the opening hours, he will definitely be there for the banquet!

Lu Song has eaten with Yang Yanzhang over the years. It is no exaggeration to say that the more squats he has eaten with Yang Yanzhang over the years than many people have seen in his lifetime.

In terms of eating mats, Lu Song was willing to call his young master the strongest.

Yang Yanzhang didn't delay him from eating melon seeds, but he went to Mo Zizai's main hall. He knotted two melon seeds completely. This efficiency was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But after eating, Yang Yanzhang looked at his hands that had some residue of melon seeds, and couldn't help but frown slightly, "This palace is so big, so how can you wash your hands with water?"

"Young Master, don't you have to pretend now? Why do you need to wash it?"

In order to conceal his martial arts practice, Yang Yanzhang did a good job in details. After practicing weapons, he would use special potions to clean his hands. In this way, no matter how fierce the hands were used, he would not leave any calluses.

In addition, Yang Yanzhang also pays great attention to protecting his hands on weekdays, which leads to his white and tender hands. No matter who looks like a scholar, not a martial arts practitioner.

But after Mo Zizai went to the mansion last time, he said he didn’t need to disguise himself, so why did he need to wash it?

"I'm used to it..."

Yang Yanzhang was also full of regret. No matter who washes his hands more than ten times a day, he will get used to it after more than ten years. Now he is in vain to not wash it. It makes him feel particularly awkward when he looks at his hands covered with residue.

"Forget it, just find some water to wash."

The servants in the palace were still in good condition. When they heard that Yang Yanzhang wanted water, they immediately made a basin for him. After he washed his hands, Mo Zizai had been waiting for him in the main hall for most of the day.

"I've seen the prince."

After entering the house, Yang Yanzhang and Lu Song immediately bowed to Mo Zizai.

"No need to be polite, sit down."

Mo Zizai was not too polite. After Yang Yanzhang and the others sat down, he said straight to the point: "I wonder if Brother Yanzhang is good at training and commanding troops?"

Logically speaking, it is a bit unruly for Mo Zizai to call Yang Yanzhang as his brother, but he is a prince and not an emperor. Whatever his rules are, he can call him whatever he wants.

"Train and command troops?"

Yang Yanzhang vaguely guessed the purpose of Mo Zizai asking him to come today, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited, but because the matter was not confirmed, he did not show too much excitement. Instead, he tried to calm his tone and answered honestly: "I read the military books well and understand them well, but I haven't done it in practice at all."

Yang Yanzhang was originally trained as a commander, so he only knew that he was good at both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but no one knew that what he read most on weekdays was military books and strategies.

Just look at it, he has no experience in this kind of thing, and he dares not promise that he is good at these things. After all, what if he is a master who only knows how to talk about war on paper.

"It should be enough to read the military books well."

Mo Zizai nodded slightly. It is enough to read the military books carefully. After all, he has read the military books of the Great Zhou Dynasty and wrote them in detail in all aspects. From training troops to commanding troops, to various strategic traps, it can be said that there are everything on it.

Therefore, as long as people who are familiar with military books are not too stupid, there will be no big problems in leading troops on the battlefield.

Of course, except for those like Zhao Kuo and Ma Su...

When Yang Yanzhang heard Mo Zizai say enough, he became even more excited and couldn't help but ask, "What does the prince mean?"

"Zhou Qi is now my king's guard. If Yu Zhishi still does the same thing as before, then it would be fine if Yu Zhishi is still under his command."

"But now that Yuzhishi has been changed to Yuzhijun by me, in my vision, Yuzhijun should be the strongest elite in the world in the future and want to overcome all obstacles for me."

"In this way, it would be a bit inappropriate if Zhou Qi continued to serve as the commander of the Yuzhi Army."

Speaking of this, Mo Zizai looked at Yang Yanzhang with a serious expression and asked solemnly: "So, I want you to be the leader of the Yuzhi Army and lead the Yuzhi Army to conquer the world for me. I wonder if you are willing to take on this great task?"

Hearing Mo Zizai’s question, Yang Yanzhang stood up, then knelt on one knee, saluted Mo Zizai and said, “Subor Yang Yanzhang, I am willing to die for the prince!”

Yang Yanzhang knew very well what strength the Yuzhi Army had. If he could serve as the commander of this army, it would undoubtedly represent an opportunity to become famous all over the world. It would even be as famous as the famous generals in history, and it would be possible to overwhelm them.
Chapter completed!