In response to Meng Tian's statement, Gai Nie didn't say a word, his eyes were fixed on Meng Tian, with no intention of handing over the sword in his hand.
The atmosphere between the two sides was a little tense for a moment, and Meng Tian's hand holding the sword hilt began to subconsciously use force, ready to take action at any time.
"Mr. Gai, since it is stipulated by the law and you should abide by it, please give the sword to the other party for safekeeping first."
When the swords were at war and the momentum was ready to go, it was Ying Zheng's solemn and clear voice that broke the deadlock and resolved the surging contradictions.
As soon as Gai Nie heard what Ying Zheng said, he stopped insisting and honestly reached out and handed over the Qingshuang Sword in his hand.
Meng Tian took the sword with one hand, and his eyes shifted to Ying Zheng, who was located behind and behind Gai Nie's body.
Before, because I was worried about Gai Nie's reaction to the request to remove his sword, I didn't pay much attention to this so-called Mr. Shang. Now I have enough time to meet a large number of real opponents——
He is about twenty years old, dressed in white clothes and robes, with a plump face, bright eyes, and a jasper finger in his hand. He has a detached and aloof aristocratic air.
Even with Meng Tian's background, it has to be said that the nobility of Mr. Shang is really very good, and people can tell at a glance that he has an extraordinary background.
Mengtian wouldn't believe this kind of person even if he said he was not from a royal family.
But...the late king only had two sons. Since Lord Chang'an died, where did this one come from?
Anyway, they can’t be Chang’an Jun’s direct relatives.
Could it be that he is an illegitimate child?
Meng Tian's thoughts were flowing in his heart, and he always felt that the thin layer of fog was about to disperse, but he was trapped by his own thoughts and still couldn't break through.
"Master Shang, Mr. Gai, please."
Meng Tian temporarily put aside the answer that was about to emerge, and stretched out his hand to guide the two of them upstairs.
Ying Zheng did not hesitate and stepped onto the general platform. At this time, Gai Nie adjusted his position to behind Ying Zheng.
When Meng Tian saw the two of them coming on stage, he followed them from the back. However, by some strange coincidence, he did not put Gai Nie's sword aside, but still held it in his hand and brought it up with him.
The more Meng Tian looked at Ying Zheng from behind, the more strange he felt. A rebel who intends to commit rebellion shouldn't have such an aura even if he comes from an extraordinary family, right?
The three of them walked up to the general platform and reached the innermost side.
At this moment, Li Si finally stood up from the table, bowed and said, "I have met Mr. Shang."
Wang Ye also hugged his fists and said, "I have met Mr. Shang."
At this time, everyone had arrived, but the proprietor Wang Yan obviously didn't really mean to treat the guests, because there was nothing on the table - last time he pretended to invite Li Si, he even prepared two dishes casually.
Wang Ye waved his hand, causing the cloak behind him to flutter. He touched the sword on his waist and asked with seeming concern:
"Shang Gongzi's letter has been sent. I think there will be people to respond to it soon. I wonder when you plan to leave for Xianyang?"
Ying Zheng didn't know why he was asking these questions at this time. It was definitely not a good thing, but since the play had reached this point, there was no reason to stop it. He pretended to know nothing and replied loudly:
"Of course, the faster, the better."
"Master Shang, what are your plans for this trip to Xianyang?" Wang Yan showed a slight smile, trying to further guide Ying Zheng's words to distort his identity.
"Plan?" Ying Zheng turned to face the railing, facing the setting sun. After a moment of silence, he said, "Of course I will get rid of the enemies that need to be eliminated and get back what belongs to me."
This answer is a bit vague and lacks specificity. However, Ying Zheng needs to conceal his identity at this time, so naturally he cannot speak clearly.
The smile on Wang Ye's face became even bigger, because what he wanted was this ambiguous answer.
"Master Shang, do you think you can get help from the Queen Mother after arriving in Xianyang?"
"..." When Wang Ye mentioned Zhao Ji, Ying Zheng's mood suddenly dropped a lot, and he almost didn't want to talk to him anymore, but in the end he still replied, "I hope to get her support."
"I hope Mr. Shang's trip will go well." Wang Ye raised the corners of his mouth and wished falsely, and then asked as if he had no intention of chatting, "What Mr. Shang is carrying is the jasper given to the late Lord Chang'an by the late king.
Fingers?"
"..."
Ying Zheng was a little confused by his questions about a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, especially since these questions were all of a heart-piercing type, asking which pot he didn't open and which pot he didn't lift.
Li Si had always been concerned about possible eavesdroppers and did not fully inform Yingzheng of Wang Ye's plan. He couldn't do it in writing because he had to ask Wang Ye for the corresponding tools for fear of leaking the flaw.
Ying Zheng turned the ring on his hand, and then replied, "Yes, it is exactly this thing. Wang... was found by me not long ago."
Meng Tian was listening quietly on the side. Judging from the situation during the question and answer session, it seems that he has further and thoroughly corroborated General Wang Yan's statement?
But... Qin has only one young master... one...
The secret letter that should not have been seen...the unmistakable royal seal on it...the sender's statement...a request for help...and Wang Ye's behavior...
Meng Tian suddenly lowered his head, and his face, which was already covered by the mask, was completely invisible, including his exposed eyes.
He finally figured it out, or in other words, he finally made that incredible guess.
At this time, Meng Tian tightened his grip on the sword at his waist, ready to take action at any time.
When Wang Ye saw this, he just assumed that the other party was ready.
So he smiled and asked:
"I wonder if Mr. Shang could show me this thing conveniently?"
Ying Zheng turned around again and faced Wang Ye. Without rejecting his request, he pulled out the jade ring and handed it to him.
Wang Ye took the thing and deliberately raised his hand to put it in the air, facing the orange sunlight, so that everyone could see the word "成蟜" engraved inside.
"Haha." Wang Ye's smile reached its peak. He said no more and shouted coldly, "Do it!"
At the same time, he exerted force on his hand and crushed the jade ring finger.
Ying Zheng, who had always been calm and calm, finally frowned because of the sudden damage to the jade ring.
Wang Ye's elite soldiers who were ambushing behind the general platform heard the sound and immediately turned over and jumped onto the high platform.
The swords or halberds in their hands are not the long swords or halberds used by ordinary soldiers. They are divided into two types. One is a boomerang-like strange weapon composed of three thin iron blades, and the other is similar to a halberd, but the top blade is removable.
The movable machine-shaped sickle blade has a built-in chain in the handle.
The crossbow shooters guarding the nearby watchtowers heard the sound and fired their crossbow arrows.
Phew… Phew… Phew…
After all, flying props are the fastest. Almost as soon as Wang Ye shouted, a few sharp crossbow arrows carried the sound of breaking wind and struck Ying Zheng from diagonally above in an instant.
Gai Nie had no weapons in his hands, nor was he capable of catching a crossbow with his bare hands, so he could only kick the table, which was purely for decoration, into the air.
Bang!
The wooden desk was instantly torn apart by the crossbow arrows. It did not completely block them, but it was enough. The direction of the crossbow arrows had changed and it no longer posed a threat.
