Hearing Ying Zheng mention dancers, Wang Ling also remembered something that he had to remind him about.
"If the King of Qin wants to find a few dancers who are not inferior to the salamander, it might be easier to go directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion.”
"However, I'm afraid that there shouldn't be many of them at this level.”
Wang Ling said with a meaningful smile in response to Ying Zheng's suggestion.
"Go directly to the Prime Minister's Estate?"
Hearing his words, Ying Zheng could not help but cast a puzzled glance at Wang Ling.
Then, his expression suddenly changed. He understood what Wang Ling meant.
Obviously, Wang Ling was implying that the dancer who seemed to be called Salamander was from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Moreover, the only ones who could be compared in terms of rank were the Network Assassins.
However, if he remembered correctly, this dancer should have been given to Wang Ling by a trusted henchman he had recruited.
He did not expect that he would be a top-notch network killer.
Could it be…?
Seeing the change in Ying Zheng's expression, Wang Ling nodded and gave an affirmative answer.
"Perhaps it's time to clean up those hanger-ons that the King of Qin has recruited.”
Wang Ling said to Ying Zheng seriously.
At the same time, he sighed in his heart.
It was no wonder that Ying Zheng had been unable to defeat Lu Buwei for the past two years.
Even the trusted aides and hanger-ons he had recruited were planted with people from the Prime Minister's estate.
Even if Ying Zheng had a plan, once he discussed it with these hanger-ons, it would immediately reach Lu Buwei's ears.
How could he possibly win in a battle?
If Lu Buwei hadn't had his trusted aide send the Startling Salamander in to assassinate him, he probably wouldn't have been seen through.
The Inescapable Net was all-pervasive, and Lu Buwei's net was indeed quite powerful.
Wang Ling was even sure that Lu Buwei had spies in the General's Estate.
However, this spy was definitely just an ordinary errand boy and wouldn't be able to obtain much information.
Because, if the level was high enough to get close to him, there would be no need for the Startling Salamander to come for the assassination.
It was not necessary to find such spies, but those hanger-ons of Ying Zheng had to be cleaned up.
Otherwise, Lu Buwei would most likely learn of his actions in the future.
"Imperial Teacher, do you mean to get rid of all those aides and hanger-ons?”
Ge Nia, who had been silent for a long time, asked Wang Ling.
He looked hesitant.
Perhaps Lu Buwei had indeed planted some people in the camp, but Ying Zheng had quite a number of hanger-ons.
If he were to eliminate all of them just because of these few people, not only would he feel a little sorry, but it would also be detrimental to his future actions.
Even Ying Zheng couldn't help but look at Wang Ling, wanting to hear his suggestion.
Wang Ling shook his head and said.
"Of course not. This is tantamount to giving up eating because of choking and cutting off one's own path.”
Of course, these guests and aides were not just people who came up with ideas. They all had their own strengths, and most of them came from the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.
Of course, they couldn't get rid of all these people.
"However, it's not difficult to find out who exactly planted these people. Perhaps there will be some unexpected surprises.”
A meaningful smile appeared on Wang Ling's face.
Hearing his words, a gleam of light flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes.
It was obvious that Lu Buwei's men were not the only ones among these hanger-ons.
Although there had never been any incidents involving Lord Chang Ping, it did not mean that Lord Chang Ping had not planted any spies among them.
Wang Ling was no less vigilant than Lu Buwei when it came to this sly old fox.
However, Chang Ping-Jun was not the enemy now.
In fact, they might even end up on the same side.
After he told him his method of probing, Ying Zheng's expression turned much better.
But soon, a puzzled look appeared on Ying Zheng's face.
"Actually, I have a question that is not a question.”
"Why do you always call me the King of Qin and not the King like everyone else?”
Although it wasn't too rare to address him as the King of Qin in private, most of them addressed him as the Great King on the surface.
The way he addressed Qin Wang made people feel that it was a little strange, as if it was not respectful enough.
Hearing Ying Zheng's sudden question, Wang Ling suddenly felt a headache.
He did not expect that Ying Zheng would suddenly ask him such a question.
As a transmigrator, there was no respect for the royal power. Of course, he did what he liked.
But now, he couldn't just say that he was more used to calling Qin Wang and didn't like the title of King, so he just called him that, right?
This wasn't giving Brother Zheng any face.
After all, he was still planning to give her a beauty in the future.
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