When the ministers of the Imperial Court heard this, they all began discussing whether Yang Zhengshan could compare with the first Duke of Dingguo.
In Da Rong, the first Duke of Dingguo was an existence akin to a god of war, the sacred patriarch of military strategy worshipped by Countless People among the generals.
With Yang Zhengshan's status and position, he naturally could not be mentioned in the same breath as him, but the abilities Yang Zhengshan had Showed did bear some similarities to his.
The first Duke of Dingguo had also been skilled in training soldiers, used troops like a god, and had left behind military texts to pass down.
Yang Zhengshan had also written Thirty-Six Stratagems and Military Training Records, and these two books were now widely circulated.
The more everyone discussed, the more heated it became.
Because they discovered that, as the discussion went on, perhaps Yang Zhengshan truly could be compared with the first Duke of Dingguo.
While he was alive, definitely not, but a hundred years later, or several hundred years later, Yang Zhengshan might also become a sacred patriarch of military strategy worshipped by Countless People.
Just because Yang Zhengshan had Thirty-Six Stratagems and Military Training Records, as long as these two books continued to be passed down, there was a very high chance that Yang Zhengshan would be revered as a founder and ancestor in the future.
Then the Imperial Court went off topic.
Everyone stopped caring about what Zhu Qinwen wanted to do and instead put their minds on whether Yang Zhengshan could leave his name in the annals of history.
Meow!
Leaving one's name in the annals of history!
That temptation was far greater than any noble title!
Zhu Qinwen listened to the sound of everyone's discussion, the corners of his