Emperor of Taikoo

As Lu Chen looked at the man and the woman, Meng Changtian recovered and whispered to Lu Chen: "Lin Yuan Hou Feng is silent, the man and the woman who are behind Lin Yuan Hou, the man is The thirteenth prince, Feng Ce. And the woman, the seventh princess, Feng Yan."

"The seventh princess and the thirteenth prince, it turned out to be the same!" Lu Chen knew that when Lin Yuanhou passed through Donglai City, and talked to him, he also mentioned the seventh princess and the thirteenth prince.

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

The main reason that Lin Yuanhou attracted him was also paving the way for the thirteenth prince!

The appearance of Lin Yuanhou made the atmosphere of drawing swords and angry in the field go away with the wind, and it was completely empty. A smile appeared on Lin Ming's face and returned to his seat.

Lu Chen and Meng Changtian also found a seat.

"You, Linyuanhou House Banquet, it is an honor for Fengmou to invite you."

While speaking, Lin Yuanhou already led Feng Ce and Feng Yan to the throne.

Lin Yuanhou had a light smile on his face, glancing at the VIPs present, the scale of dozens of people, saying more or less, not much.

Although he was expensive as a member of the royal family and has been a lord, he is not high in terms of status.Otherwise, he would not travel in person at first, secretly attracting talents for the thirteen princes.

Sending a large number of invitation letters, able to invite these people to come, has made him very satisfied.

However, when his eyes fell on Lu Chen, he was slightly surprised.

For Lu Chen, he vaguely remembered, but he was very clear that he had never sent an invitation letter to the other party.

So, the question is coming, how did Lu Chen appear at this party?

Doubts are doubts, but they are not pointed out.

The reason why Lin Yuanhou held this banquet with great fanfare was to gather power for the thirteen princes and increase the bargaining power for the future throne.

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

The invitation is coming, but whether it can be successfully drawn depends on the ability of the thirteen princes!

Lu Chen, who was sitting in the seat, glanced at the wind strategy surrounded by a group of strong men and pretending to be calm, and shook his head.

Take back your eyes, lightly drink a cup of tea, and glance at Meng Changtian on one side, all with a bitter smile.

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

If not, it is because of the lady of the concubine and Lin Yuanhou, who barely added the reason of the seven princesses. I am afraid that few strong players are willing to stay close to the wind.

After all, the battles of the thrones of all dynasties are extremely dangerous.

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

Rao was constantly lobbying by Lin Yuanhou, and the effect was minimal.

At this time, Lu Chen heard Meng Changtian's soft voice.

"Contemporary princes have a total of sixteen children, ten females and six males.

The fifteenth prince and the sixteenth prince were young and unable to compete for the throne. Therefore, only the eldest prince Feng Cang, the four princes Promise, the eighth prince Feng Qiu, and the thirteen princes were fighting for the throne."

Meng Changtian continued: "The great prince Feng Cang, the biological mother is the current empress, backed by the Eastern family, but Feng Cang practiced mediocre talents, natural joy, disgusted by the emperor.

The four princes are windless, and the biological mother is a good concubine of one of the nine concubines.

The eighth prince Feng Qiu, one of the nine concubines of the birth mother, has wisdom like a demon, and is backed by the Ximen family.

As for the thirteen princes, the biological mother is Li Fei, her talent is mediocre, and her cowardly nature is weak."

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

Among the four princes, the thirteen princes are at an absolute disadvantage. If you choose the thirteen princes, the odds of winning are small.

Lu Chen pondered, and nodded in agreement.

"Master Mengcheng, Feng Ce respects you a cup!"

At this time, Feng Ce's strong and calm voice came, and Lu Chen looked at it. I don't know when, the 13th prince Feng Ce was accompanied by Lin Yuanhou and was toasting towards Meng Changtian.

Meng Changtian hurriedly got up, smiled politely, raised his cup and touched with Feng Ce, and then, he swallowed it.

After a few words with Meng Changtiangu, Feng Ce also felt the deliberate alienation of the former, and his expression was slightly dimmed.

Later, only Lu Chen on one side was found. Seeing Lu Chen was similar to his age, he was not only slightly surprised.

After recovering, he smiled reluctantly, and had a formal drink with Lu Chen.

The banquet continued, but the atmosphere between the venues was a bit subtle.

"Lin Yuanhou, the banquet is too boring and frustrating, it is better to allow me to wait and communicate with each other about martial arts"

Halfway through the banquet, suddenly, a strong four-layered strongman stood up and said aloud.

In a word, everyone's eyes are bright!

It is a good idea to be able to exchange martial arts with potential opponents and find out the details of the opponent before the big city.

Seeing all the strongmen who were invited, they were all eager to try. Lin Yuanhou naturally would not refuse, and nodded gently with a light smile.

Soon, there was a middle-aged man with a back on his back who stood up from his seat and challenged his name and surname!

"Li Yuan, I heard that you broke through to the four levels of Hunyuan not long ago, and the cultivation is greatly increased. How about making a comparison with you and me?"

The man known as Li Yuan snorted and said, "As you wish!"

With that, he slapped on the side table, his body suddenly shot with force, stood on an open space, and then turned around to stare at the middle-aged tiger with his waist.

The middle-aged man named Zhao Hu, who was on the back of the tiger, saw Li Yuan fighting, laughed, and stepped forward, standing a hundred steps away from Li Yuan.

"Although it's a discussion, I won't keep my hands. I hope you can stick to a few more tricks in my hands." Zhao Hu took one hand and took a giant hammer with a dark light from the storage ring.

Li Yuanbao sneered, "Zhao Hu, you still worry about yourself, to deal with you, only three moves!"

Zhao Hu said sullenly: "Okay, I want to see how you can beat me with three strokes!"

When the voice fell, Zhao Hu's eyes suddenly fell into a sullen manner, and his soles stepped hard. Under the great force, the whole earth shook violently, and Zhao Hu's body, like a shell, exploded towards Li Yuan And go.

"defeat!"

With a five-finger grip, suddenly, during the rush of Yuanli, the giant hammer was lifted high, the light was strong, and a violent breath was emitted, and then only the wind roared, and the giant hammer fell down, covering Li Yuan instantly. .

"Fluffy"

After the sledgehammer passed, bursts of air burst out from the air.

Li Yuan was expressionless, and as the giant hammer was about to approach, he slammed under his feet and avoided the attack at a strange speed.

It reappeared, already in front of Zhao Hu.