"Amazing."

"Brother Zhao is very happy this time."

Jin Xingjian was very happy and complimented him repeatedly.

As soon as Zhao Jingyang returned to the barracks, his ass was still hot, and Jin Xingjian came.

When they met, they were amazed and complimented, and Zhao Jingyang was held high; The Tao is the Longtan Tiger's Den on Namali Island, but it was smoothed by Zhao Jingyang's fingers, the strength of the strength and the profundity of the realm are far from being comparable to his golden nature.

The attitude is very low.

Zhao Jingyang laughed, waved his hand and said, "It's just for the benefit of the utensils, you can't deserve it, you can't deserve it."

Jin Xingjian listened, and froze slightly; He wanted to ask about the artifact that set the fire, but he never thought that Zhao Jingyang would speak up here first.

Then he turned his heart and said with a smile: "I am an extraordinary person, and I am good at faking utensils. Although the utensils are good, in the hands of Brother Zhao, there is no distinction between them."

Then he sighed, "It's a pity that Brother Zhao's utensils are too sharp, and he burned Count Marley clean with a fire. Regardless of the wealth accumulated by the four generations of Earl Marley, the many pieces of evidence alone were reduced to ashes in the flames, leaving a little flaw in what should have been a perfect task."

Hearing this, Zhao Jingyang didn't speak yet, and Yi Zhongling next to him said: "Ma Liyun's strong people are like clouds, and there are cults to help him; At that time, there was no hesitation, but thunder. If you hesitate and give Ma Liyun room to turn around, the result will be unknown."

"Of course, of course." Jin Xingjian laughed and said, "It's always a pity to be just a little bit perfect, isn't it?"

He said, "But in any case, it will not affect Brother Zhao's assessment results."

He said solemnly, "The matter of Mali Island is known to His Royal Highness Ming Lun, the Ninth Throne. The Ninth Throne is pleased and gives clear instructions."

"—Brother Zhao, this is your letter of appointment."

As he spoke, he opened the box that had been placed on the table before, took out a letter of appointment, held it with both hands, handed it to Zhao Jingyang, and then said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, congratulations!"

Zhao Jingyang took the letter of appointment, looked at it, and smiled.

looked up at Jin Xingjian and said, "Brigadier General?"

When this remark came out, Yi Zhongling next to him was taken aback: "Brigadier General?!"

Jin Xingjian laughed, "Yes, Brigadier General."

He said, "Not just the brigadier general."

"Brother Zhao, according to the instructions of His Royal Highness Minglun, the Haixi Army Headquarters will discuss and appoint, and Brother Zhao will be appointed as the military commander of the Eighth Army of the Eastern Military Region of the Haixi Army."

Zhao Jingyang looked at the letter of appointment in his hand and squinted his eyes slightly; Yi Zhongling beside him has grown his mouth even more!

Brigadier!

At this level, he is already a high-ranking general of the Haixi Legion.

The appointment of the military commander of the Eighth Army of the Eastern Military Region is even more of a thunderstorm - if the rank of brigadier general does not mean anything, then the actual leadership of an army has raised the value contained in this letter of appointment to the extreme!

Brigadier General with real power!

This not only shocked Yi Zhongling, but even Zhao Jingyang was taken aback.

He only came to the military region yesterday, went out in the evening, and when he came back, he became the military commander of the Eighth Army of the Eastern Military District, with the rank of brigadier general!

Eclectic talent reduction?!

This is far beyond the level of this sentence.

An extraordinary person in the opposition made an assessment task and came back to become a powerful general. ….

It is true that the matter on the island of Mali is very troublesome, and after it is resolved, it will naturally have a great contribution. But no matter how big it is, it's not as big as that.

Zhao Jingyang's previous prediction was that after the assessment, he would receive the rank of a senior colonel, and then be sent to a certain army to lead a low-level officer with 100 people.

The letter of appointment in front of him is a bit different from his previous plan.

His mind turned, and he suddenly said, "What is the situation of the Eighth Army of the Eastern Military Region?"

Jin Xingjian smiled and stroked his palms, and said, "Brother Zhao is very calm."

"The Eighth Legion does have some problems—and only a figure like Brother Zhao can easily solve them."

Oh, that's it

, the Eighth Army itself had some tricky troubles.

Zhao Jingyang's thought moved: "Is it the traditional aristocracy or the infiltration of the cult?"

Jin Xingjian laughed: "Brother Zhao, your wisdom is really admirable."

"Yes, the Eighth Army, as one-eighth of the Eastern Military Region, has been eroded to the end over the years. Specifically, there is a piece of information here, Brother Zhao can carefully ponder it, and it depends on how Brother Zhao does it himself."

Handing over a piece of information, Jin Xingjian stood up and said, "Brother Zhao has no mercy on traditional nobles and cults, which makes His Royal Highness the Ninth Throne very happy, which shows Brother Zhao's firm stance."

After a pause, he said, "Brother Zhao didn't involve any party before that; So there are many things that we can't do, but Brother Zhao is easy to do. This is what His Highness Minglun expects from Brother Zhao."

Finally, he said, "To clean up the Eighth Army and reorganize the Eighth Army, Brother Zhao just needs to mention the materials to me; In addition, His Royal Highness Minglun specifically pointed out that he could grant Brother Zhao a request that was not excessive."

Zhao Jingyang rolled up the letter of appointment and said with a smile, "The Ninth Throne is a generous person."

I don't know if there is irony in this statement.

Jin Xingjian just smiled.

Zhao Jingyang said, "Request, there is such one."

As he spoke, he grabbed Yi Zhongling's hand and said with a smile, "Then transfer Zhong Ling to the Eighth Army and make me a staff officer."

When Jin Xingjian heard this, he was stunned and said, "Brother Zhao, the promise of His Royal Highness the Ninth Throne is very precious. Staff Officer Yi's transfer is a trivial matter, and there is no need to consume the promise of the Ninth Throne at all, and I can help you do it."

Zhao Jingyang waved his hand: "No need, that's it."

Jin Xingjian stopped persuading and nodded, "Okay."

Then he said, "Brother Zhao, please get ready, you will take office within three days."

Let's go.

As soon as Jin Xingjian left, Yi Zhongling frowned and said worriedly, "They are using you as a gunman!"

Say, "Let you, a man who has nothing to do with them, deal with their political enemies in the army; Whether they succeed or not, they don't lose."

"If it is done, the good will be in them. If not, the harm lies entirely with you."

Zhao Jingyang smiled, "How can I not know?"

Use him as a spearman to deal with people and things that even the Ninth Throne and the Legion higher-ups find difficult; Once it causes a backlash, the Ninth Throne and the top of the legion can push two five or six and teach Zhao Jingyang to carry the cauldron on his back.

But Zhao Jingyang's thoughts are different.

He laughed, "I'm not without benefits. The Eighth Army, such a large army, isn't it the Ninth Throne that pays me in advance?"

Yi Zhongling said: "But the premise is that it can really solve the problem."

said: "If you can't, not to mention that you will be driven out of the Eighth Army, and you will even have to worry about your life, and then you will lose face."

Zhao Jingyang laughed: "You don't believe that I can solve the problem?"

Yi Zhongling was stunned and blinked.

For Zhao Jingyang, this is another big, soft and hot pillow sent by a sleepy person - the military establishment of an army fell into Zhao Jingyang's hands.

And this army can be allowed by Zhao Jingyang to knead and flatten.

Nineteen generations