Great Qin, Marquis Wucheng Manor.
In the picturesque backyard, there were two reclining chairs placed side by side.
Wang Jian and Wang Ying were like two salted fish that did not want to turn over a new leaf. They held a bamboo scroll in their hands and lazily basked in the sun.
"The grassland caravan's progress is still a bit slow.”
Gently tapping his temple, Wang Ying muttered to himself,""Let's see if we can use the Wang Clan's power to get in touch with Wu's Luo.”
"If it really doesn't work, we'll delay the progress of the grassland caravan.”
"After Meng Tian beats the brains out of the Xiongnu people, it will be easier to talk business with them.”
It was only the end of the 27th year of the reign of the Emperor of Qin, but Wang Ying was talking about the war that would only start in the 33rd year of the reign of the Emperor of Qin, and he was extremely certain of the outcome.
This was because Wang Ying was not only the grandson of Marquis Wucheng and the son of Marquis Tongwu, but he was also a transmigrator!
Ever since Wang Ying regained his memories from his previous life and awakened his 'influence system', he had completely deviated from the life plan that Wang Ben had arranged for him.
He began to focus on crafting and earning money to recruit people.
After all, they knew that Great Qin's ship would only be sailing for a few more years, and the powerful people would be massacred.
Why would Wang Ying waste his time fighting for a position on this ship?
Was he afraid that he would not die fast enough?
"Taking advantage of Great Qin's last bit of stability, we can quickly gather money and people's hearts, increase our influence, and draw out rewards.”
"When the Ancestral Dragon dies and Huhai ascends to the throne, that will be the time for me to achieve great things!”
Closing the bamboo scroll, Wang Ying was excited.
Just as Wang Ying was imagining the future, a rough and hearty voice sounded.
"Eagle, look at how happy you are. What idea have you come up with again?”
"Grandfather," Wang Ying smiled,"I'm going to visit Wu Shiluo in your name tomorrow."”
"Let's see if we can borrow the Wu family's relationship with the grassland.”
"If Wu Shiluo is willing to help, the matter of the grassland caravan should be easily solved.”
Wang Jian rubbed himself on the recliner and changed to a more comfortable position before casually waving his hand.
"There's no need to borrow Grandfather's name. Your own name is enough.”
"Wu Shiluo is just a merchant who is about to be conferred the title of Lord. You are my grandson, the heir who will inherit my title in the future!”
"You're already giving him face by visiting him personally.”
"If he dares not to meet you, grandfather will help you beat him up!”
In this era where business was a cheap industry, any family with a noble title would not allow their children to go into business, even if they allowed their children to indulge in wine and sex.
But who was Wang Jian?
He was the number one Gou in the Warring States who was worried that he would repeat Baiqi's mistakes and used all 36 stratagems to ensure his safety!
Therefore, not only was Wang Jian not reprimanded for Wang Ying's obsession with business, but he even thought that Wang Ying had comprehended the true meaning of living an ignoble life.
After confirming Wang Ying as the successor of Gou Zhi's Will, Wang Jian became Wang Ying's firm backer, helping Wang Ying withstand the pressure from all sides.
"Thank you, Grandfather!" Wang Ying replied cheerfully.”
Then I'll ask Uncle Pingan to prepare…"
However, before Wang Ying could finish speaking, the housekeeper, Ping An, ran into the backyard.
"Old Patriarch, His Majesty returned to the residence with the Patriarch and has now passed through the residence door!”
"What? His Majesty is here?" Wang Jian's expression suddenly changed.”
Wang Jian jumped down from the recliner.
"Quickly prepare your luggage, quickly put on a carriage, and order fifty personal guards to follow me back to my hometown!”
"Eagle, you…"
Without waiting for Wang Jian to finish speaking, a deep and dignified voice suddenly sounded out.
"Why is Marquis Wucheng going back to his hometown?”
Following the voice, a dignified and imposing figure with a determined face and deep eyes walked into the backyard.
Wang Jian's expression was slightly startled as he laughed awkwardly.""Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Isn't it about time for spring plowing in my hometown? I want to go back and take a look.”
"Is Marquis Wucheng going back to spring plowing, or is he hiding from me again?" Ying Zheng asked playfully.”
"Am I that scary?"
Wang Ying couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Wasn't this obvious?
Wang Jian has already carried his bag and ran away so many times. Could it be that you still haven't realized?
"Who are you?"
Hearing the sudden voice, Ying Zheng burst out with a loud shout.
His right hand suddenly pulled out the Qin Emperor Sword. His originally gentle dragon eyes suddenly became narrow and long, and he swept his gaze around sharply.
"Protect me!" Wang Ben shouted.”
A few assistant ministers drew their long swords and surrounded Ying Zheng to protect him.
Wang Jian even directly picked up a wooden stick and stood in front of Ying Zheng, using his body to block the possible attack direction of Ying Zheng.
"Your Majesty, where are the assassins?"
"Did Marquis Wucheng hear anything just now?" Ying Zheng asked instead of answering.”
Wang Jian carefully recalled and shook his head."Your Majesty, I didn't hear anything except for Your Majesty's voice.”
Ying Zheng swept his gaze around the mansion, and his frown deepened.
"You didn't hear anything?"
No one?
Did I hear wrongly?
As his thoughts raced, Ying Zheng sheathed his sword and looked at Wang Jian with a faint smile.
"Marquis Wucheng is as loyal as ever.”
"Zhen is very comforted."
Wang Jian wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead. He violently sighed in relief and said with a crying face,"Your Majesty, you shouted just now to see my loyalty?”
"If His Majesty was really assassinated in this general's residence, this general's entire family's heads wouldn't be enough to atone for the crime!”
"Do you have to do this?"
"My loyalty to you can be seen by heaven and earth, the sun and moon!”
Ying Zheng laughed loudly.”
Looking at the bitter look on Wang Jian's face, Ying Zheng felt a little embarrassed. As his eyes searched around, he suddenly changed the topic.
"This young man is the second son of Marquis Tongwu, Wang Ying?”
Seeing that Wang Ying was standing far away from him, Wang Ben pretended to be angry.
"Unfilial son, it's fine if you're usually a bastard, but you're actually so afraid of death today?”
"Are you trying to anger me to death?!"
Wang Ben looked at Ying Zheng guiltily.
"Your Majesty, my son has been weak since he was young and has never practiced martial arts. He has been recuperating in his hometown in Pinyang and only moved to Xianyang last year.”
"I didn't save you at the first moment just now because his health was not good. It was definitely not that he was disloyal to Your Majesty.”
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
Seeing Wang Ben glaring at him again, Wang Ying felt helpless and could only step forward obediently.
"Wang Ying greets Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng smiled and nodded." No wonder I've never seen the second son of Marquis of Tongwu. Since he's not feeling well, it's understandable."”
This was the backyard of the Wang Family, where two marquises and a father and son destroyed five countries. Which assassin would dare to come here to assassinate the First Emperor?
Are you tired of living?
It was clearly you who were stupid and believed the Emperor's lies. In the end, you blame me for not protecting the Emperor?
Do smart people have to be ostracized? How tiring!
As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Ying Zheng's face froze.
That strange sound was coming again!
What was going on?
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