Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Meng Tian shamelessly ran over to Meng Ao's side and said with a longing look on his face, "Grandpa, can you take me with you?"
Get out of my way!
"Okay...."
......
The three continued onward, passing through winding corridors, and finally arrived at the outside of a secluded palace. Inside the palace courtyard, Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, gazing intently into the distance.
Meng Ao dared not enter without permission, and stood outside the courtyard, bowing respectfully, "We pay our respects to Your Majesty!"
Ying Zheng turned around, looked at the three of them, and smiled, "General, there's no need for such formalities. Please come in!"
Meng Ao led the wicked husband and Meng Wu into the palace. Ying Zheng gestured for them not to be reserved, and the four of them sat down at a stone table in the courtyard.
Ying Zheng's eyes were sharp as he bluntly stated, "Lü Buwei's reach is growing ever wider; now he even wants to covet the palace guards!"
At this point, he looked directly at the wicked man, a sharp glint in his eyes, "Wicked man, I do not expect you to truly recreate the glory of the Iron Eagle Swordsman of yesteryear, but you must be able to withstand the pressure at crucial moments."
Upon hearing this, the wicked man felt a chill run down his spine. It seemed that Ying Zheng was about to begin his scheme, but he also seemed somewhat distrustful of his own abilities!
He immediately said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, rest assured, in two years, or at most three years, I will definitely train an elite force that can fight against overwhelming odds."
"I, the wicked one, am willing to be the sharpest sword in Your Majesty's hand, cutting through thorns and brambles, and fighting for Your Majesty."
He didn't want to miss this opportunity to show his loyalty, hoping to cling to the First Emperor and become famous for all time!
Meng Ao listened from the side, nodding inwardly. Although this young man was young, he was decisive and courageous. If he could help curb Lü Buwei's power, it would undoubtedly be a great help to the stability of Qin.
Ying Zheng nodded and continued, "I will give you my absolute support. Later, the general will select five thousand trustworthy soldiers from the army and transfer them to the wicked man's command."
Meng Ao smiled and joked, "Your Majesty underestimates the reputation of the wicked man. If this kid raises his arm and calls, all those brats under my command will fight tooth and nail to follow him."
"Oh? Then I'll wait and see." Ying Zheng revealed a hint of surprise. Meng Ao had fought on the battlefield for decades and had a very high reputation in the Qin army. For him to say such a thing piqued his interest.
If the wicked man could truly train an elite, iron-blooded force, that would be a great thing, and he couldn't be happier.
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