Qin Country, General Manor.
In the courtyard, Wang Jian frowned as he looked at the two invitation cards that his guard had just delivered to him. However, he did not open the invitation cards. Instead, he pondered and placed them on the table.
Then, he looked at the two young men standing not far away.
"Ling-er, Li-er, what do the two of you think about the two invitation cards sent by the Prime Minister's Estate and the King of Qin?”
Wang Jian stroked his beard and said.
There was obviously a hint of a test in his eyes.
Although the Wang Clan was at its peak right now, with him and his son Wang Ben, who was also a general, the Wang Clan was still at its peak.
However, if the Wang Clan wanted to survive in the State of Qin, it was not enough for just two generations to be strong.
These two grandsons were the hope of the Wang Clan to become even stronger in ten years.
Of course, when he asked this question, he also included Wang Ling.
But the one who really wanted to test him was actually Zhongsun Wang Li.
The moment he thought of Wang Ling's ambition as his eldest grandson, Wang Jian felt a headache.
What did he mean by letting his younger brother take care of the Wang family when something happened? As his elder brother, he only needed to eat, drink, and play.
Was this what a human would say?
If he knew that there was a word like salted fish, Wang Jian would definitely press it on Wang Ling's head.
He clearly had outstanding talent and could often shock people with a single sentence.
In the end, he had been eating, drinking, and having fun every day for so many years.
He didn't even bother to look at the dozens of military manuals in the General's manor.
It was as if he was asking them to do whatever they wanted.
Everyone in Xianyang City knew of the Young General Wang Ling.
Helpless, Wang Jian could only place the focus of his training on Wang Li, this "little brother". He was extremely strict on normal days.
Compared to Wang Ling, it was like the difference between heaven and hell.
Now, he had received two meaningful invitations from the Prime Minister's Mansion and the King of Qin, Ying Zheng.
Wang Jian wanted to see if this Zhongsun that he had nurtured for so long could satisfy him.
However, he did not get the answer he was looking for.
"Grandfather, the current Marquis of Wenxin, Lu Buwei, has a lot of power in the court. Compared to him, the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, has just taken over the throne not long ago, so he doesn't have much power.”
"Not to mention that Ge Nie, who was by the side of the King of Qin, had just sent the invitation, and the invitation from the Prime Minister's Estate had arrived soon after. The difference and significance between them is too obvious.”
"If we cooperate with Marquis Wenxin, it should be a good choice.”
Hearing Wang Li's words, Wang Jian could not help but frown and secretly shake his head.
Even though he could see some details, it was already quite discerning.
However, this grandson's personality was still too rash and inexperienced.
If he were to lead troops to battle in the future, he might not even be able to be a deputy general.
Just as Wang Jian was about to lose hope, he suddenly heard Wang Ling say something.
"Let me say that the Wang Clan should not help either side. It is better to watch them fight.”
"In any case, the State of Qin values military merits the most, and the position of High General is not something that anyone can sit on. With grandfather's current achievements, there is no need to worry about which side will attack the Wang Clan.”
"It's just that…"
Wang Ling rubbed his chin as if he was thinking about something.
In fact, he was indeed considering what he should choose.
He had always had a secret that no one knew, and that was that he was a transmigrator.
As a qualified transmigrator who had transmigrated as a baby, Wang Ling naturally had a golden finger called the Divine Selection System.
As long as he made a choice when it was triggered, he would receive the corresponding reward.
The rewards were completely random. There were divine martial arts weapons, some strange gadgets, and even some undergarments.
In the past ten years, he had chosen many things.
They ranged from small things like anti-diarrhea pills and medicine for wounds to some top-notch martial arts.
And now, due to Wang Jian's test, he had once again triggered a choice.
'Ding…Please choose!'
" 1. Don't help each other and let things develop according to the original trajectory. [Reward: Small Reversion Pill. Consuming it can increase internal strength for a year.]”
" 2. Accept Lu Buwei's invitation. [Reward: Great Cyclic Pill. Consuming it can increase internal strength for ten years.]”
" 3. Accept Ying Zheng's invitation. [Reward: Tianshan Snow Lotus. Consuming it can increase 30 years of internal strength.]”
Looking at this multiple-choice question, Wang Ling felt the system's malice.
Wasn't the temptation of the third option a little too great?
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