The city Lord's mansion.

After Meng Yang and others waited outside, Chen Ze entered the city master's house with the house guards.

It was the third time he had come. Chen Ze was familiar with the road. Soon, they stopped in front of the Council hall.

At a distance, Chen Ze heard that the hall was very lively, with hearty laughter and flattery. In short, he was happy.

We won the war. We are in a good mood, which is understandable.

But when Chen Zeyi appeared at the door of the conference hall, suddenly the clouds stopped and the rain stopped. Chen Zedu was stunned by the sudden silence in the conference hall.

What do you mean?

Before he could figure it out, a loud laugh suddenly came from the suddenly stagnant Council hall. A man stood up from the first seat of the guest seat and quickly walked towards him.

"Brother Chen, you are back!"

The person who welcomed out was Luo Zongbing, another person who said good words for him besides Hua Lao.

Chen Ze smiled and let him take his hand and walk into the Council hall together.

Zheng Yuanyun, who first sat in the middle of the hall, arched his hands and said in a modest way: "Lord, I was chased and retreated by Zhu Yan's army at that time, so I can only take a detour. Please forgive me for coming back late."

Compared with Chen Ze's calm, Zheng Yuanyun's face was somewhat complicated.

Especially when Chen Ze mentioned the war ten days ago, his eyes trembled imperceptibly.

Those in the assembly hall are still the previous generals. These people are the highest level counselors and generals in the whole Anluo province. At the beginning, many people laughed at and despised Chen Ze when he put forward his plan.

But at this time, looking at Chen Ze, the mood of the generals is complex, but also above Zheng Yuanyun.

This little counselor

"Just come back and sit down."

Zheng Yuanyun covered up his emotions well and motioned aside his chin.

This is the first time that Chen Ze has been allowed to sit down since he entered the city master's residence three times. However, in the position shown by Zheng Yuanyun, next to the empty chair, old Hua is casually sipping wine.

Behind Hua Lao, Mr. Jing and the fat shopkeeper are smiling at him.

Sit there?

It seems that with the help of Hua Lao several times, Zheng Yuanyun has regarded him as a person on the side of Hua Lao, and the seat arranged for him is naturally next to Hua Lao.

All right.

Chen Ze is helpless. He hasn't figured out whether to stand in line or not. Zheng Yuanyun directly helped him decide.

However, it was just a little entanglement, so he didn't refuse. After thanking Zheng Yuanyun, he calmly sat on the chair in front of the general at the governor level.

Silence again.

Including Zheng Yuanyun, when Chen Ze sat down, he was no longer interested in talking. Everyone bowed his head and sat in his seat. They looked like settled old monks in the temple.

This unspeakable silence, even the same Luo commander-in-chief also began to become a little unnatural, and his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.

After waiting for a moment, Chen Ze saw that no one had been talking. Just now, the bustling noise seemed to be just his own auditory hallucination. After a little thinking, he also understood why he came.

After all, his rank is too low.

All these people present are high-ranking generals, and many are even the city masters of a city. At their level, we can imagine their pride.

But this time, they all lost.

Lost to a little counselor.

Although bo'an city won the final victory in the war with Zhu Yan Empire, everyone present knows who this victory belongs to.

Not himself, nor the Lord of the city, nor the former Qingyang general Junhua Lao, but Chen Ze.

At this time, recalling Chen Ze's eloquence in the conference hall before the war, and how much he despised the strategy put forward by the counselor in his heart, all the generals felt some pain on his face.

They can still sit here and talk and laugh about the wind intact. It should have been all thanks to Chen Ze, but the problem is that Chen Ze's military rank is too low.

As low as his instinct, he wanted to forget the greatest hero of this victory, so as to appease his battered self-esteem.

How can I forget?

Chen Ze just sat there quietly with an indifferent face, as if nothing had anything to do with him, not even a trace of excitement or pride.

"Hum!"

Suddenly, a cold hum of disdain sounded in the silent assembly hall.

But old Hua finally put down his wine glass, drooped and didn't know whether he was open or closed. A touch of pure light crossed his eyes, swept everyone present one by one, and disdained to say, "I think you are going back more and more."

"Why, can't you save face?"

"Then you could not have acted according to Xiao Chen's plan!"

"If you get the benefits of others, you will feel that you can't live up to your face. Why, it's hard to say if the shit is delicious?"

The latter sentence was a little difficult to ascend the hall of elegance, so that Zheng Yuanyun was a little nervous, but said with a bitter smile: "that's not what old Hua said."

"None of us denied the great achievements made by brother Chen. They were just amazed that brother Chen had such wisdom at a young age. It was inevitable to marvel in their hearts."

They used this sentence very skillfully. They took themselves out of the ranks of delicious excrement. Only the other generals looked at each other. Due to the identity of Hua Lao, they couldn't speak for a while.

However, this silence seems to confirm what old Hua said, what is delicious

So, do you want to say something?

They looked at each other, but the rest of their eyes were secretly aiming at Zheng Yuanyun.

As old Hua said, can't you lose face?

There may be some reasons in this regard, but more is Zheng Yuanyun.

In this incident, Zheng Yuanyun is the real commander of anlok province. All generals and soldiers should listen to his dispatching.

But in fact, what did Zheng Yuanyun do?

Nothing.

In the first half of the war, he had been defending bo'an City, but the other party had no intention of attacking the city at all, so Zheng Yuanyun's strategy of defending the city did not receive any effect, just a confrontation between the two armies.

Then the second half.

The second half is Chen Ze's home. From the beginning of his return to bo'an City, although Zheng Yuanyun is still in charge of the command, all those who know the inside know that the key to the victory or defeat of the war is Chen Ze.

So what would Zheng Yuanyun think?

As soon as Chen Ze came in, Zheng Yuanyun looked a little unnatural. Everyone saw these small details.

So congratulate Chen Ze or compliment Chen Ze?

This is undoubtedly beating Zheng Yuanyun in the face!

Who can sit in this position without some eyesight?