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The Shelter for silkpants

"Cough cough…"

Qin Qiong blushed.

After all, the one who had lost was his guard.

"Kid, you do have some ability. Tell me, how did you do it?”

" There's no other reason. I'm only familiar with my hands!!!"

Zhao Yiyang explained.

Then, he explained his training methods for the past few months.

After hearing Zhao Yiyang's explanation, the two generals fell silent.

Zhao Yiyang's body tempering technique was indeed unique, but it couldn't be spread across the entire army.

This was because the military system of the Great Tang was the prefectural military system.

What is a government soldier?

Go out to war, return home to farm.

In other words, these soldiers were not professional soldiers, so they naturally could not undergo years of training.

What Zhao Yiyang needed most was time.

Food and supplies were easy to settle, but no one had the time to get them.

However, it was not completely useless.

At the very least, it could be used to train a small army and be the fist and trump card of the entire army.

Thinking it through, Chai Shao and Qin Qiong's faces were filled with smiles again.

At this moment, Qin Huaidao walked over with his head drooping.

"Father, it's my fault for not commanding properly.”

"Humph!"

"Hmph!" Qin Qiong snorted coldly and said,"You're usually arrogant. Today, you finally know that there's always someone better than you."”

"Yes, I know my mistake."

"Eh?"

Qin Qiong suddenly exclaimed softly.

Then, he looked at Zhao Yiyang and said,"I heard that you have quite a lot of silkpants in the army. How about adding one more?"”

"Ah?"

Zhao Yiyang was dumbfounded.

Damn it.

What do you take Dongyang Castle for?

A popinjay shelter?

There are already six silkpants, and you want me to add one more?

However, Qin Qiong did not give him the chance to refuse. He pointed at Qin Huai and said,"From today onwards, this kid will be your subordinate. Train him to death. You don't have to give me face.”

The words of these generals were domineering.

Since he had already said that, did Zhao Yiyang still have a reason to reject him?

"I accept your orders," he said unhappily.”

Qin Qiong was overjoyed and laughed loudly." Alright then. When you return tomorrow, bring this brat along. Let's go, let's go, let's go drink. I didn't drink to my heart's content just now."”

Returning to the main tent, there were a few more jars of wine on the table.

There were also a few more dishes.

It looked like these two old generals were not going to leave until they were drunk!!!

"Brat, you know mathematics?"

Chai Shao poured himself a bowl of wine and asked.

"A little."

Zhao Yiyang was a little humble and continued,"Three-Fold Well, Chicken and Rabbit in the Same Cage, Han Xin's Military Selection, and so on are not a problem.”

The mathematics of the Tang Dynasty could not be compared to the later generations.

Unless one was a master of mathematics, the average person's level of mathematics was similar to that of primary school students in the future.

"Yo."

Qin Qiong saw how heroic he sounded.

Three-fold well, chicken and rabbit in the same cage, Han Xin's army, these were not things that ordinary people could understand.

Therefore, he said,"I am a boor. I look down on the so-called sour Ding." However, I dare not show any disrespect to a truly knowledgeable person. Since you have learned mathematics, I will call a few people in the army to praise you tomorrow and see how much you have learned.”

Zan Hua was the accountant of the future.

"Is there a bet?"

Zhao Yiyang asked.

Qin Qiong wanted to test him.

However, if there was no bet, only a fool would spend time playing with those fools.

"What wager do you want?"

Qin Qiong asked.

"Dongyang Castle doesn't lack anything except for some spices, wine, and so on.”

"Get lost, you still want spices? " If you can find one or two spices in Lan Zhou City, I'll compensate you with one catty and ten jars of wine. Do you want them or not?"”

"It must all be Sanle pulp."

"Alright, but if you're just a useless snack, how are you going to compensate me?”

"Duke, what do you want? Just say it.”

"This old man doesn't need much, just 20 capable subordinates.”

Ha!

Did he take a fancy to Yours Truly's subordinates?

Since that was the case, it would be impolite for the kid to refuse ten jars of wine.

"A gentleman's word."

Zhao Yiyang smiled.

" A promise is a promise!!!"

Qin Qiong said solemnly.

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