Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 271: Wind strategy

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While Lu Chen was looking at the man and woman, Meng Changtian came back to his senses and whispered to Lu Chen, "Hou Linyuan is silent, and there is a man and a woman behind Linyuanhou. The man is the thirteenth prince, Feng Ce. The woman is the seventh princess, Feng Yan."

"Seven princesses, thirteen princes, so that's the case!" Lu Chen knew it. When Lin Yuanhou passed through Donglai City, when he talked to him, he also mentioned the seventh princess and the thirteen princes.

It seems that these two are the heirs of one of the nine concubines!

The main reason Lin Yuanhou wooed him was to pave the way for the thirteen princes!

The appearance of Lin Yuanhou made the raging atmosphere of sword-drawing disappear with the wind, and a smile appeared on Lin Ming's face, and he returned to his seat.

Lu Chen and Meng Changtian also found a seat and sat down.

"Everyone, at the Linyuan Houfu banquet, it is Feng's honor to be able to invite you all."

While speaking, Lin Yuanhou had led Feng Ce and Feng Yan to sit on the main seat.

With a faint smile on Lin Yuanhou's face, he glanced at the VIPs present, the scale of dozens of people, said no more, no less.

Although he is an expensive member of the royal family and has been appointed, he is not high in terms of status. Otherwise, he would not travel in person at the beginning to secretly attract talents for the thirteen princes.

He was very satisfied by sending out a large number of invitation letters and being able to invite these people to come.

However, when his eyes fell on Lu Chen, he was taken aback.

He vaguely remembered Lu Chen, but he knew very well that he had never sent an invitation letter to the other party.

So, here comes the question, how did Lu Chen appear at this party?

The doubt is doubtful, but it is not pointed out.

The ultimate goal of Linyuanhou holding this banquet with great fanfare is to draw strength for the thirteen princes and to increase the bargaining chip for the future throne.

Next, the main melody of the banquet is the running-in between the thirteen princes and the invited strong men.

People are invited, but whether they can succeed or not depends on the abilities of the thirteen princes!

Lu Chen, who was sitting in his seat, glanced at the style of composing calm surrounded by a group of strong men, and shook his head.

Retracted his gaze, lighted a cup of tea, and glanced at Meng Changtian on one side, both smiling bitterly.

Such a prince can compete for the position of the emperor, I am afraid it is very small.

If not, because of the Empress Li, and Lin Yuanhou, reluctantly adding the seventh princess, I am afraid that few strong people on the scene are willing to move closer to the wind.

After all, the battles for the throne in the past have been extremely dangerous. Victory will lead to success, and defeat will face the purge of the new emperor...

Sure enough, after half a cup of tea, Lu Chen could clearly feel that the invited strong man began to deliberately keep a distance from Fengce.

Rao was the constant lobbying by Linyuan Hou during the period, and the effect was minimal.

At this time, Meng Changtian's soft voice came from Lu Chen's ear.

"The contemporary emperor has sixteen children, ten women and six men. The men are respectively, the eldest prince Fengcang, the fourth prince Feng Wuji, the eighth prince Fengqiu, and the thirteenth prince Fengce...

The fifteen princes and the sixteen princes were young and unable to compete for the throne. Therefore, in the battle for the throne, only the big prince Feng Cang, the four princes Feng Wuji, the eight princes Feng Qiu, and the thirteen princes Feng Ce, four compete for the throne. "

Meng Changtian continued: "The big prince Feng Cang, his biological mother is the current queen, backed by the Eastern family, but Feng Cang has mediocre talents in cultivation, and he is happy by nature, which is disgusted by the emperor.

Four princes, Feng Wuji, his birth mother is one of the nine concubines, and his cultivation talent is against the sky, and he is not at all comparable to the seventh princess.

Feng Qiu, the eighth prince, one of the nine concubines with the same birth mother, wise like a demon, backed by the Simon family.

As for the thirteen princes, the birth mother is Li Fei, who has mediocre talent and weak nature..."

Although Meng Changtian didn't say it clearly, with Lu Chen's wisdom, he could understand the implicit meaning of his words.

Among the four great princes, the thirteen princes are at an absolute disadvantage. Choosing the thirteen princes has little chance of winning.

Lu Chen pondered, and nodded in agreement.

"City Lord Meng...Lord, Feng Ce offers you a cup!"

At this moment, Feng Ce's composure voice came, and Lu Chen looked at it. At some unknown time, the thirteenth prince Feng Ce, accompanied by Lin Yuanhou, was toasting towards Meng Changtian.

Meng Changtian hurriedly got up, smiled politely, raised his cup to touch Fengce, and then drank it.

After a few awkward conversations with Meng Changtian, Feng Ce also felt the former's deliberate alienation, and his expression was a little dim.

Later, I found Lu Chen on one side, seeing that Lu Chen was about the same age as him, and he was slightly taken aback.

After regaining consciousness, he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and had a formal drink with Lu Chen.

The banquet continued, but the atmosphere in the room seemed a bit subtle.

"Lin Yuanhou, the banquet is too boring and boring, so let me wait and exchange martial arts..."

In the middle of the banquet, suddenly, a powerful four-fold mixed yuan stood up and said loudly.

When the words fall, everyone's eyes are bright!

Being able to exchange martial arts with potential opponents and find out the details of the opponent before the Wancheng Grand Competition is a good idea.

Seeing that all the strong men who have been invited are all eager to try, Lin Yuanhou will naturally not refuse, smiling lightly and nodding lightly.

Soon, a middle-aged man stood up from his seat and challenged by name and name!

"Li Yuan, I heard that you broke through to the fourth level of Hunyuan not long ago, and your cultivation base has greatly increased. How about you and me making gestures?"

The man called Li Yuan snorted and said: "As you wish!"

Speaking, he patted the table beside him, his body shot out suddenly, stood on a clearing, and then turned and stared coldly at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man named Zhao Hu, saw Li Yuan challenged, laughed, stepped forward, and stood a hundred steps away from Li Yuan.

"Although it is a discussion, I will not keep my hand. I hope you can hold on to a few more moves in my hand." Zhao Hu squeezed with one hand and took out a swarthy hammer from the storage ring. .

Li Yuanbao sneered, "Zhao Hu, you still worry about yourself. There are only three ways to deal with you!"

Zhao Hu said gloomily: "Okay, I want to see how you can defeat me in three ways!"

When the voice fell, Zhao Hu's eyes suddenly fell dark, and the soles of his feet slammed hard. Under the huge force, the whole earth shook violently, and Zhao Hu's body, like a cannonball, turned towards Li Yuan burst away.

"Fail!"

With a grip of five fingers, suddenly, in the violent Yuan Li, the giant hammer was lifted high, the light was shining, exuding a violent aura, and then only heard the whistling of the wind, the giant hammer fell down, and Li Yuan shrouded in an instant.

"Peng Peng Peng..."

As the sledgehammer passed, bursts of air burst into the air.

Li Yuan's face was expressionless, and when the sledgehammer was about to approach his body, his feet slammed around, avoiding the attack with a strange speed.

Appear again, already in front of Zhao Hu's left.