Ying Zheng had sent someone to deliver the invitation card, and it was written on it that it was for a banquet tonight.
Therefore, when the sky darkened, Wang Ling sat in a carriage and headed to the most luxurious restaurant in Xianyang City.
Behind the carriage were two teams of elite soldiers who had been through hundreds of battles. They were all dressed in silver armor and wore iron tiger masks. They appeared extremely imposing along the way.
Many of the nobles 'carriages moved aside after seeing this, making it look like a scene of a rich young master traveling.
When the carriage arrived at the entrance of the Drunken Flower Brothel, a commander of the Hundred Battle Armored Soldiers immediately stepped forward and lifted the curtain.
This made Wang Ling sigh in his heart.
"This rotten life is so fragrant."
He got off the carriage and looked at the magnificent Vermilion Restaurant in front of him. Then, he walked in with two guards.
From time to time, there would be a few maids and drinkers walking past, laughing and laughing.
Wang Ling had not expected that Ying Zheng would invite his old man to such a place, and not the Qin Palace.
He was no stranger to this famous restaurant.
When he arrived at a private room, two Imperial Army soldiers immediately stopped him.
"There is an esteemed guest here, so please do not trespass.”
Although these two Imperial Army soldiers did not recognize Wang Ling, they could recognize the two guards behind him. They were commanders of the Hundred Battle Armored Soldiers.
Hence, his tone was quite polite.
Wang Ling merely raised his hand in response.
"Wei Yi."
The commander of the Hundred Battle Armored Soldiers named Wei Yi immediately took out an invitation and gestured to the two Imperial Army soldiers.
The two Imperial Army soldiers couldn't help but look at each other when they received the invitation.
Then, the two of them immediately stepped aside and bowed their heads." Young General, please."”
Wang Ling's eyes flashed with interest as he watched the Imperial Army push open the sliding door.
Then, he left his two guards behind and walked in.
As for meeting Ying Zheng, who had yet to take power, he was rather interested.
When he entered the private room, Wang Ling saw that there was already a figure sitting in front of the table.
There were several plates of delicacies on the table, but there were two wine glasses. It was obvious that they were quietly waiting for guests.
Beside the figure stood an extremely young man wielding a sword.
Ying Zheng, Gai Nie.
Wang Ling recognized the two of them at a glance and walked to the table naturally.
While Wang Ling was sizing up the two approaching, Ying Zheng was also sizing him up.
When he saw that the person who entered the private room was not the famous High General Wang Jian, but a young noble young master dressed in a brocade robe, Ying Zheng could not help but frown in his heart.
He had invited Wang Jian to come over because he wanted to rope in this pillar general who held a large number of troops.
However, the person who had come now seemed to be the young general of the General's Estate, Wang Ling.
"What do you mean?"
Ying Zheng could not help but mutter in his heart.
Although Ying Zheng had never seen Wang Ling before, he was still able to recognize him at a glance.
This was because, under normal circumstances, the people of the General's Residence would usually wear armor. Even Wang Li, who had yet to become a general, was no exception.
But Wang Ling was not.
Instead, he was wearing a more comfortable silver robe with red patterns, giving him the bearing of an elegant young master.
In his leisure, he also carried a bit of the killing aura of the young general of the General's Estate.
Because of this, Ying Zheng recognized him at the first moment.
"Thank you for waiting, Your Majesty. My old man has received two invitations at the same time, so it's difficult to make a decision at the moment.”
"He could only let me come to the banquet on his behalf. I think the King of Qin should not be offended.”
Wang Ling said to Ying Zheng with a faint smile.
Then, he naturally sat down in front of the table.
Although he didn't come up with a reason like Wang Jian was unwell.
However, these words shocked Ying Zheng even more than his body being unwell.
This was because Wang Ling's words had already revealed a lot of information.
For example, the General's manor received two invitations at almost the same time!
"Young General's character is not like what I've heard.”
After hearing Wang Ling's words, Ying Zheng said with certainty in his eyes.
Although he referred to himself as 'I,' he addressed Wang Ling as 'Young General.'
Although he was the King of Qin, he did not have much power.
At this time, Wang Ling's identity as the young general held considerable weight.
This was especially so after he discovered that Wang Ling, this young general, was not as unrestrained as the rumors said. He was just an idle silkpants.
From the hint in that sentence, he had a hunch that this rumored young general was not simple!
Therefore, from the very beginning, Ying Zheng had placed both sides in similar positions.
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