'Ding…please choose again.'
"1. Let Wang Li not participate in this matter. [Reward: A refined iron sword.]
" 2. Let Wang Li participate in this matter and attend the banquet at the Prime Minister's Mansion, but not join Lu Buwei's side. [Reward: One undergarment from Yan Lingji.]”
" 3. Let Wang Li participate in this matter. He will go to the banquet at the Prime Minister's Mansion and join Lu Buwei's side to fight against me.
[Reward: Ten Dragon Slaps] [Note: Forged from Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Its power is enough to slap a person's cheek. It is suitable for educating underlings.]”
"What the hell are these rewards?"
Although he was already used to the system's various strange choices, including some situations where the first multiple-choice question was not completely completed, it would trigger a second choice.
However, when he saw the rewards for the second and third choices, Wang Ling couldn't help but complain in his heart.
In the end, after some consideration, he had no choice but to go against his conscience and choose the second option.
Firstly, it was obviously impossible for Wang Li not to participate in this matter.
Since both Ying Zheng and Lu Buwei had sent invitations to the Wang Clan, if one of them went and the other did not, it would obviously make people think that the Wang Clan was on Ying Zheng's side.
Secondly, with Lu Buwei's current power and influence, he wouldn't be interested in Wang Li, a disciple who couldn't represent the Wang Clan.
He was already prepared to get involved in this matter because of the system's choice.
Under such circumstances, Wang Ling naturally didn't mind pushing the boat with the current, touching the old man and his little brother, and seeing if he could get some benefits at the same time.
For example, a few tens of thousands of gold coins as expenses?
"Old man, since this was my idea, let me take the risk.”
Wang Ling sighed.
He had a righteous look.
Wang Jian's expression immediately changed when he heard his words, and he looked at Wang Ling with great gratification.
"Good! This is the descendant of the Wang family!"
"Ling 'er, if you have any requests, feel free to tell this old man.”
Wang Jian patted the table and said gratefully.
Originally, he was still thinking about how to persuade his grandson and how to arouse his enthusiasm.
Unexpectedly, Wang Ling actually took the initiative to step forward this time.
"Old man, then just randomly assign me a hundred or eighty hundred armored soldiers as my guards. At the same time, give me tens of thousands of gold taels as expenses.”
Wang Ling picked up the bamboo slip that Ge Nia had sent to him by Ying Zheng and weighed it in his hand, then said with a thoughtful look.
As he said this, a piece of blue silk cloth fell out of his sleeve.
Wang Ling's expression changed, and he grabbed the silk cloth in time to hide it again.
However, Wang Jian, who had originally intended to agree, still had a dark expression on his face as he vaguely sensed that the silk cloth seemed to be a dudou.
He couldn't help but wonder if agreeing to Wang Ling's request was the right decision.
The atmosphere turned awkward.
Wang Ling felt his balls ache. After making his choice, Yan Lingji's undergarment appeared in his arms.
Who knew that it would almost fall out.
Seeing that the old man was about to agree, he didn't know if he should be depressed or depressed.
Fortunately, after an awkward atmosphere, Wang Jian finally agreed.
"The Hundred-Battle Armored Soldiers are the elite army of the Wang family. With your identity as the young general of the residence, I can give you two teams as guards.”
"However, do you think these tens of thousands of taels of gold are like weeds on the roadside? Great Qin's army of 10,000 only receives tens of thousands of taels of gold a year.”
Wang Jian immediately snapped when he mentioned the tens of thousands of gold taels.
Then, he added.
"I'll get my guards to give you eight thousand taels of gold for you to spend.”
Hearing Wang Jian's words, Wang Ling's face involuntarily revealed a smile.
When he said tens of thousands of gold taels at the beginning, he was obviously just joking.
He was very clear about the value of this money.
Generally speaking, one gold was enough for the common people in Xianyang City to live for a year. As a young general, his daily expenses were only a few dozen gold.
Now, the 8,000 gold that Wang Jian had agreed to was already an extremely considerable amount of wealth.
"Big brother…!"
When Wang Ling received the bamboo slip, Wang Li looked at him with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Wang Ling patted Wang Li's shoulder and said seriously.
"Little Li, don't be too touched. If you really want to thank me, just return me the 30% of the family business that you originally could have.”
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