Zhao Pu raised his eyebrows, "When did I play? I said seriously that I would be a military advisor."

Gongsun was anxious, "I don't know..."

"What can you do not know about it? Didn't Zhuge Liang have more goose feather fan than you? You want me to buy it for you." Zhao Pu was poor again.

Gongsun Zheng was anxious and congratulated him on the side and said, "Sir, don't refuse. As a think tank, Mr., more than enough talent."

Gongsun is embarrassed, Xiongcai...

As he said that, He Yihang pointed to the documents on the table and said, "This is the documents and manuscripts processed by the Marshal every day. Usually the Marshal's oral records are recorded. It's great to have a gentleman now!"

Gongsun opened his mouth.

He Yihang introduced the military advisor's work to Gongsun with satisfaction. Anyway, he just did various clerical work for Zhao Pu and talked about strategies, inspections, ideas, etc.... They were all miscellaneous work, because there was no war anyway.

After saying that, He Yihang left happily, with a feeling of satisfaction with a transcendent sea of ​​suffering.

Everyone silently glanced at Gongsun who was focused on reading documents - this was originally He Yihang's job, and Lao He was finally freed and no longer had to be enslaved by Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu sat aside with a smile and watched Gongsun review the documents. Gongsun looked very pleasing to the eyes with his eyebrows and eyes. The words were written ten thousand times better than He Yihang. Everyone sighed that with Mr. Gongsun, everyone no longer had to worry about the marshal not reviewing the documents...

Mr. Bao touched his beard-Oh, Mr. Gongsun was stolen!

And at this time, on the wind-loosing plank road.

Xiao Jin and the others settled down, sat down, and whispered to Long Qiaoguang, "There are three rooms upstairs, and there are guards at one of them. It looks like they are dressed from Beihai."
Chapter completed!