Zhan Beiye didn't care about his words. The soldiers he led before were almost all civilians from several cities on the border. Now he has captured ten cities on the border, and most of the soldiers' families are on his side.
As for the families of those few soldiers, they can come over if they want. The city is being rebuilt and it is a time when it needs people.
"Rather than worry about me here, I would rather worry more about your grandson. After all, Ming Fucheng can fight against me for many months, and the battle against Bei Xiao was a huge defeat. I don't know if he
How should I explain to Emperor Zhan Ling when I go back?"
"you--"
Being reminded, Ning Hou was immediately angry.
He didn't know how many times he thought it would be nice if Zhan Beixiao wasn't his grandson.
But this is just a thought, and it can't explain anything. Zhan Beixiao is still his grandson, and he still has to help Zhan Beixiao, even if Zhan Beixiao is really stupid.
"I thank you, Lord War, for thinking of me in this way."
He gritted his teeth and spoke to Zhan Beiye word by word.
"You are Welcome."
Zhan Beixiao smiled at him and continued to speak in a very unscrupulous manner.
"Speaking of which, Ning Hou came here this time to ask for advice from me. Don't tell me, I am really free today."
Ning Hou: "!"
It's not like he's out of his mind and looking for a beating.
Didn't you see the paper figure next to you, standing there motionless, like a standing corpse?
It's just like a corpse, but he believes that as long as he makes a move, this 'corpse' will jump out immediately and beat him until even his parents can't recognize him!
"Even if Prince Zhan has made up his mind, there is nothing much to say at this time. Farewell!"
With that said, he stood up, gave Zhan Beiye a cold look, and left.
He could not persuade him anymore, so he could only go back and see what Emperor Zhan Ling had planned. In fact, he also knew that no matter what Emperor Zhan Ling planned, it would not change the fact that Zhan Beiye had already jumped out of his palm.
Now it is simply impossible for Zhan Beiye to look back.
"Pity."
When he arrived outside the city lord's mansion, he turned around, looked up at the door, and sighed softly.
If Zhan Beiye is not so disliked by Emperor Zhan Ling, the relationship between father and son can be eased, and perhaps it would be best to let Zhan Beiye assist his grandson Zhan Beixiao in the future.
It's a pity that Emperor Zhan Ling has no intention of letting Zhan Beiye go, and Zhan Beiye has no intention of living a simple life.
…
Two months passed quickly.
Zhan Beiye doesn't have any free time these days. How to manage twenty cities is all a matter, and Emperor Zhan Ling will not make it so easy for Zhan Beiye.
He has sent people here several times, with the intention of letting Zhan Beiye return with twenty cities, and promising that he will treat Zhan Beiye's son well in the future and will never treat him like he did before.
Regarding such a guarantee, Zhan Beiye just sneered.
Do you believe that even Emperor Zhan Ling, a sow, can climb a tree? If you can coax him now, you will be able to turn your back on him in the future. He must be possessed by an evil spirit to be coaxed again.
It's impossible in this life. Maybe, he thought Emperor Zhan Ling could wait until the next life to coax him. Maybe then he would foolishly believe it again.
