Go with the current and steer the boat?
Jiang Zhizhou naturally understood what Yang Qing intended, but he remained deeply worried.
"Do you truly trust Bei Chen that much? If he really harbors treacherous intentions, you'll be inviting a wolf into your home."
Once he was close, striking would be easy.
Yet Yang Qing looked at him in utter earnestness. "Never employ a man you doubt, and never doubt a man you employ. That is the way of command."
"Besides, Bei Chen's hatred for Northern Liang is so deep that they cannot live beneath the same sky. Getting him to turn against me would hardly be easy."
Jiang Zhizhou shook his head. "No one in this world remains unchanged for all eternity..."
At least in his eyes, nothing in the world was harder to fathom than the human heart.
Moreover, he and Yang Qing were in a precarious position. They could not afford even the slightest mistake.
But Yang Qing insisted, "My mind is made up."
Seeing the calm on his face, Jiang Zhizhou could only sigh inwardly.
Since Yang Qing insisted, he had nothing more to say.
As the two faced each other in silence, Bu Er hurried in, anxiety written across his face.
"Young master, the Northern Hawk has sent word requesting an audience."
An audience? Both Yang Qing and Jiang Zhizhou paused in surprise. "Who sent the message?"
Bu Er glanced at Yang Qing and hesitated before continuing. "Bei Chen."
"How very convenient. We've only just made a show of investigating him, and he eagerly delivers himself to our door? What is he playing at?"
Jiang Zhizhou said scornfully, "As I see it, there are only two possible reasons for this."
Yang Qing's expression was ugly, but he held his temper in check. "What two reasons?"
"First,