After pondering for a long while, he finally said, "You changed my fate, so please grant me a king's title!"
Hu Ma smiled and said, "Why make it so complicated?"
"Since you were born in Mingzhou, suffered in Mingzhou, and raised an army in Mingzhou as well, why not take the land as your title and call yourself the Ming King?"
"..."
Yang Gong laughed heartily, "As you say, I'll be the King of Mingzhou and lead the Food Protection Army!"
"However, since you decided to help me, I actually have questions to seek your guidance on. I've been pondering over the Heavenly Book you taught me these days."
"Thinking about the Heavenly Book's teachings about army and people, grains and soldiers, city nobles and country folks, I feel I've learned a lot and gained confidence, yet the more I think, the more questions arise in my mind..."
"...When you have time, could you come and explain them to me more?"
"..."
"Huh?"
