Meng Zhao did not look very happy to get the position of General Yang Wu, but his expression was just a slight joy, but more of a calmness and calmness that was about to take on the heavy responsibility.

With his good language arts, he chatted with Beitang Ang and others for a few more words, then said goodbye and left, intending to go to the camp to take over the entire Yangwu Army, and at the same time began to prepare for various military training matters.

Of course, Bei Tang'ang would not have any objections, but he was also very smart. He was afraid that Meng Zhao would destroy the bridge across the river, so he directly left their palace and ate alone, so he asked Bei Tanghe to go with him, nominally saying that he was helping him take over the camp, but in fact he was staring at him, and discussing the division of military power.

Meng Zhao happily agreed, and he was just thinking that, so the group rode on horseback and quickly left here, leaving only a flying snowflake dancing in the cold wind.

As for the documents that formally accepted General Yangwu, as well as the military talismans to mobilize the army, the seals, armor, battle swords, etc., they have to wait until Beitang Ang returns to the county prince's mansion before preparing.

When Meng Zhao and his group disappeared from sight, Beitangang breathed a long sigh, relaxed his eyebrows and eyes, and said,

"Okay, let's deal with General Zhu Xie's body first, and in addition, piece together the bodies of the other knights. I can't let me, Da Yong warrior, die outside this wilderness, not even have all the corpses."

The corners of the person below twitched. This was really the sentence above, and he ran off his legs.

Although there are not many knights following Zhu Xie Chi Ri to Lingwu City this time, there are also many, and there are ten small ones. Now there are a few corpses that are still intact, but a few are directly split into four parts, one part east and one part west, and it takes time and energy to piece together completely.

This is actually nothing. At most, it requires some patience and time. But there are two corpses, which are all made into meat paste and mixed with their own mounts. What's going on?

There are indeed difficulties, but after Beitang Ang even spoke, they could only think of a way, at least they could look like a good person, otherwise they would not be able to get it.

After giving these instructions, Beitang Ang saw Gu Ziling staying alone and in a daze, and knew that he still couldn't accept the reality that Zhu Xie Chiri was assassinated, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity.

In his opinion, Gu Ziling is a bit talented, brave and upright. He dares to argue with people like Meng Zhao and others, and is not afraid of offending others. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

Therefore, he took a few steps, came to Gu Ziling, patted his shoulder, and said,

"Zi Ling, what are your plans now? Zhu Xie Chiri was assassinated, and General Yang Wu was appointed by Meng Zhao. I am afraid that this position in the army will be out of reach, so do you want to go back to Yujing?"

Gu Ziling came back to her senses with a bitter corner of her mouth, full of sadness and reluctance,

"Return to Yujing? What kind of face do I have to go back to Yujing?

In order to establish a relationship and seek this opportunity, I even sold my ancestral home to make achievements in order to come here.

Unexpectedly, this was the result. Why did God treat me so little?"

He resisted the roar like venting, gritted his teeth, and said with a ferocious look on his face, but in the end he could only sigh.

People sometimes have to believe in fate. People with good fate can even fart a chance. People with bad fate can only focus on their minds, and all they can do is to get a bamboo basket and be in vain!

Beitang Ang paused for a moment and took the initiative to say,

"You can't say that. You are a talented person and you can't really be so quiet.

Let's do this, come to my palace. I guess even if Meng Zhao becomes this general Yangwu, he will not be able to really hold all the military power in his hands. We still have a chance. If you help the palace take care of it, you may not be able to get what you wish and make achievements in the future."

Gu Ziling was originally disappointed, but suddenly heard Beitang Ang’s recruitment and felt aroused. Thinking about it carefully, this would be a way out.

Although, he could not become Zhu Xie Chiri's aide, could not follow the army to fight, make contributions, and get a real opportunity to enter the court.

However, it is quite good to be able to rely on Yanping County Prince's Mansion, at least the royal family.

And if the Prince's Mansion can really grab military power from Meng Zhao, there will still be a chance to make contributions.

The only thing that made him hesitate was probably the only person Beitang Ang who had a particularly unreliable personality.

To be honest, Beitang Ang is the brother of the current emperor. He can only be named a prince and was sent to Lingwu City to be a city lord with a name that is not true. He is truly not worthy of his bloodline and identity.

From this, it may be seen that the royal family is willing to do so and does not have much expectations for Beitang Ang.

However, if Beitang Ang is not good, Beitang He can still see it. At least in the past few days, Gu Ziling is quite optimistic about Beitang He's situation, style and ability to deal with things.

There are good and bad things, but for Gu Ziling, there is no difference at all, because he has no choice.

"Then, I will thank you for your kindness. I will definitely work hard in the future."

"Hahaha, there is no need to be this, there is no need to be this, Zi Ling, you are too polite.

I will tell you this. Your main task in the future will be to help Heer and share his worries.

I am old, have no ambitions, and I have no ability to help him, so I can only rely on you talented people.

And don’t worry, if you don’t get anything from me, you just want to leave in the future, just tell me. Then I will put my face down and recommend a good place for you.

When you achieve anything in the future, don’t forget that I will succeed.”

Although Beitang Ang is addicted to wine and sex and has no great ability, he still has some personal charm.

These few short sentences really touched Gu Ziling's words, and tears shaking in his eyes.

I have to say that Beitang Ang is kind and kind, which is far beyond those of those seemingly capable royal families. This can also make the subordinates more sincere and not rely solely on deterrence and interests to deal with them.

Touched, Gu Ziling also directly put forward his first suggestion.

"Prince, the most important thing is to find out the murderer who assassinated General Zhu Xie, the most important thing is to report this to the court. If possible, try to characterize the murderer as the leader of the Pudu Cult.

In this way, it will be of great benefit to the prince and Meng Zhao."

Beitangang's expression moved, and after thinking about it, he immediately understood what Gu Ziling meant.

Zhu Xie Chiri was killed. The matter was too big or small. If it was too big, he would be criticized. If it was involved for a long time, he would be under great pressure. If he didn't do it well, he would still take the blame.

If he is too young, he can pass through it safely. It is best to directly identify the murderer as the leader of the Pudu Sect.

In this way, internal crises will be transferred into external conflicts, which will be beneficial to him or not.

The only disadvantage may be that the court was furious and forced the Pudu sect to jump over the wall and cause trouble directly.

But to be honest, judging from the current situation, it is estimated that the Pudu Rebellion has not been a few days.

"Okay, leave this to you. I believe you. By the way, don't forget to tell Heer."
Chapter completed!