Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 100, Throne Situation

"Master Jiang, do you really have the secret to break through the innate master?" Chang Boyuan asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Both Huang Yingjun and Chen Bangzhou looked at him.

Jiang Wangsheng nodded, "Yes."

"Then, why give it to Beili?" Chang Boyuan was puzzled.

Huang Yingjun also said: "That's right, the Xiantian Grandmaster can exert tremendous power in the battle between the two armies. If it is a single-handed battle, it will be extremely terrifying. Once it is produced in batches."

"No." Chen Bangzhou shook his head, "The gap between a congenital master and a ninth-rank martial artist is vast. It is indeed like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate, and it is impossible to appear in batches."

Jiang Wangsheng said: "To break through the innate master, apart from understanding and foundation, what is more important is luck."

"Luck?"

The three cast doubtful eyes.

Jiang Wangsheng explained: "The heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and all things are regarded as dogs. It is precisely because the innate master has the power of immortals and gods that the heaven will impose strict restrictions."

Jiang Wangsheng continued: "When the Great Zhou Dynasty was at its peak, there were more than a dozen or even twenty innate masters in the world. It can be said that it was the most brilliant time in the martial arts world."

"Nowadays, the Three Kingdoms are in chaos and the luck of the Central Plains is passing away. According to my calculations, there are at most nine real innate masters in the world." Jiang Wangsheng explained.

Chang Boyuan asked; "If there is No.10"

"No. 10 is not recognized by heaven and earth, at least it will die suddenly."

Chang Boyuan asked: "What about the most important?"

Jiang Wangsheng said: "I speculate that those who have his blood should all die."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but gasp.

"It's so terrifying." Huang Yingjun sighed.

Jiang Wangsheng said: "The Western Regions do not belong to the Central Plains. There are few people and the land is small, and the luck is thin. It can only accommodate three innate masters at most. This is one of the reasons why Tian Moluo went to the Central Plains."

Chen Bangzhou murmured: "The innate master has such a secret."

Jiang Wangsheng poked his head out of the car, and said, "I've arrived at Tianwang City, senior, Uncle Huang, Lord Chang, I'll take my leave first."

"Master Jiang, won't you follow us into the palace?" Chang Boyuan asked.

Jiang Wangsheng laughed and said, "I'd better not go to this palace in the future."

The three of them were a little embarrassed.

The carriage passed by Jiang Mansion, Jiang Wangsheng got off and went home.

Jiang Kongliu was making tea in the courtyard, Jiang Wanqiu sat obediently beside him, and Xue Minglan sat beside Jiang Kongliu to serve him.

Jiang Kongliu grabbed her hand and said, "Let the servants do these tasks in the future."

"Okay." Xue Minglan nodded.

But after a while, I still couldn't help pouring tea for Jiang Kongliu.

"Sheng'er, come and sit down!" Jiang Kongliu called Jiang Wangsheng to sit down.

"Yes, father."

Jiang Wangsheng observed Jiang Wanqiu's expression.

Jiang Kongliu asked, "How are the negotiations going?"

"Everything is going well." Immediately, Jiang Wangsheng informed Jiang Kongliu of the terms of the negotiation.

Jiang Kongliu's eyes flashed brightly, and he nodded slightly, "The border has finally stabilized, and the next step is to see if the old prime minister goes to the Southern Tang Dynasty to lobby the alliance smoothly."

Xue Minglan trembled slightly.

Xue Minglan squeezed out a smile, and asked, "Sheng'er, why did you let me go with you? I'm weak, and I'm afraid it will drag you down along the way."

Jiang Kongliu took a sip of tea.

Jiang Wangsheng explained: "Auntie, Heming Mountain is an orthodox Taoist school. It is said that there is a martial arts secret technique called the art of replenishing the soul. It can bring about life and death, flesh and bones. It must be able to cure Auntie's illness."

"Is there such a secret technique? Why have I never heard of it?" Jiang Kongliu asked.

Jiang Wangsheng nodded, "The ancestors of the Heming Mountain School's martial arts are all-powerful, but it's a pity that the disciples of the younger generation are not up to par. There are many unique skills that are only preserved on the stone wall, and no one has learned them."

Jiang Wangsheng sighed again: "In the past hundred years, the only innate master is actually a Taoist bull rider who was born in an outer sect. He has traveled all over the world and never stepped into Heming Mountain again."

"I'll take a look at the scriptures, maybe I can learn it, and it's not good to teach them each other to make a deal."

"Sheng'er has a heart." Jiang Kongliu paused, and said to Xue Minglan, "Lan'er, you can go to Nantang with Sheng'er."

"Okay." Xue Minglan smiled.

Jiang Kongliu took a deep look at her, and then said: "There must be many obstacles in going to the Southern Tang Alliance. In addition to treating illnesses, you can also help Sheng'er."

"Yeah." Xue Minglan looked a little flustered.

"Late autumn." Jiang Kongliu called out suddenly.

"Father." Jiang Wanqiu stood up hastily, and bowed to Jiang Kongliu in salute.

Jiang Kongliu waved his hands, "Sit down."

"Yes."

"Recently, you served as the second prince's accompanying student in the palace. What did the second prince say?" Jiang Kongliu asked.

Jiang Wanqiu hesitated for a moment, then replied: "The second prince always only talked about the truth in books, never talked about important current affairs, and he shouldn't let the child know."

"Sheng'er, what do you think of the Second Prince?"

Jiang Wangsheng replied: "According to the information, the second prince is cruel by nature, unscrupulous, deep-minded and scheming. But..."

"But when he came into contact with me, he was humble and polite, completely different from intelligence. I suspect that he deliberately concealed his murderous nature." Jiang Wangsheng speculated.

Jiang Kongliu said: "The second prince is a remarkable person. To some extent, he is very similar to His Majesty, even more powerful than His Majesty when he was young."

"I want to remind you that you can't show any attitude in the fight for the throne. As long as we remain neutral, they won't attack us." Jiang Kongliu said.

"Why?" Jiang Wanqiu couldn't help asking.

Jiang Kongliu replied: "We, the Huang family, the old general, and the old prime minister, although our four families don't have many contacts, we have always had a tacit understanding. In the court, we all prosper and we all lose."

"Everyone is working for Great Chu. No matter who ascends the throne, they have to think about the future, so they will not touch us."

"I see." Jiang Wanqiu suddenly realized.

Immediately, Jiang Wanqiu bowed her head in thought.

Jiang Kongliu gradually showed anger, and slammed the table, startling the other three.

Jiang Kongliu said slowly: "You are just an accompanying student. The second prince is not interested in you, but in our Jiang family's power and your brother's strength."

Jiang Wangsheng was full of doubts.

Xue Minglan tugged at his arm and persuaded: "Master, calm down."

Pointing at Jiang Wanqiu, Jiang Kongliu said loudly, "Remember, you are just an official of the Ministry of Punishment, not an important official in the court. Don't try to participate in the party struggle for the throne, do you understand?"

Jiang Wanqiu was sweating profusely, got up quickly, lowered her head, and said nothing.

"Speak!" Jiang Kongliu was really angry.

"Father, I think the Second Prince will definitely be able to take over. With the Eldest Prince's weak character, how, how could it be possible to win the heir?" Jiang Wanqiu said word by word.

Jiang Wangsheng hastened to smooth things over: "Father, elder brother just wants to help you, so that you will not be isolated and helpless in the court."

"That's right, the second prince has great talent, he is well-versed in poetry and books, and he can draw inferences about other cases from one instance to another. It is definitely not something that the first prince, a weak scholar, can compare to." Jiang Wanqiu argued.

Jiang Kongliu snorted coldly, "You are too young!"

"I"

"Don't let me know that you and the second prince have too much entanglement, otherwise, I will not have your son!" Jiang Kongliu roared.

(End of this chapter)