infinite power system

Chapter 142 Cleaning
Tang Feng stood with his hands behind his back at the gate of the Desolate Prince's Mansion, with Tang Shuying and Tang Qi on the left and right.

As for Tang Tiannan, he handed everything over to Tang Feng and asked Tang Feng to sort out the situation by himself, so he didn't appear.

Eighteen carriages came from all directions and finally stopped in front of the gate of the palace.

Six belonged to Tang Tiannan Yizi, and the other twelve belonged to the leaders of the Desolate Army, including Wu Que, commander of the No.13 Heavy Cavalry Army.

"I have seen His Royal Highness!"

The curtains of the [-] carriages were lifted, and people came down from each of them, saluting to Tang Feng one after another, but some of the people who saluted were sincere, but Tang Feng knew it very well.

Tang Feng smiled slightly and invited these people into the mansion.

"Uncle Wu, when I said I would like to toast you three times, I will do what I say."

Tang Feng bowed slightly to Wu Que, and then drank three glasses of wine in a row.

Then, he raised the fourth glass of wine, smiled and said:

"Everyone, if it weren't for your efforts, my father would not be able to sit in the position of Desolation King. For this reason, I am really grateful for your contributions."

As he spoke, he put down the empty wine glass, but sighed abruptly.

Hearing Tang Feng's sigh, the hearts of this group of people with their own ghosts trembled, knowing that the main event was coming.

Tang Feng did not hide it. After Wu Que asked him why he sighed, he said softly:
"My father is always very worried today, saying that this position is not as comfortable as Jiedushi, and it is difficult to sleep peacefully all night."

"Everyone should be clear about the reason. This seat of the King of Desolation is very envious of many people."

Glancing at several people with different attitudes, he said with a smile: "Of course, I believe that the generals definitely don't have this idea, right?"

Tang Feng's question was ingenious. Even if Zhuge Fei, Yuan Changhai, Situ Zhao and others had strange thoughts, they would never dare to show it at this moment, and could only nod in agreement.

Seeing this, Tang Feng tapped lightly on the table, spoke quickly, and said:

"But there is such a saying that people can't help themselves in life in Jianghu, and many people are pushed away by the tide of the times."

"If one day, the subordinates of the generals want a more comfortable living environment, and put the white python robes on you, what should we do?"

Situ Zhao's hand holding the wine glass was hanging in the air, but he didn't expect Tang Feng to turn out to be stewing meat with a soft knife.

After taking a sip of the rime wine, the young man who was the ninth foster son of Tang Tiannan said with a smile:

"Is Your Highness being overwhelmed? Who would dare to have a different heart?"

Tang Feng calmly replied, "Ninth brother, in this endless world, how can you see everyone's thoughts clearly, right?"

Situ Zhao smiled and said, "What Your Highness said is also reasonable, so how can Your Highness think that the foster father's worries can be eliminated?"

Tang Feng didn't respond, and asked instead: "Brother Suwen Jiu likes famous mountains and great rivers?"

Situ Zhao narrowed his eyes and nodded, already guessing Tang Feng's plan.

Sure enough, Tang Feng said: "Since Brother Nine likes to visit mountains and rivers, why don't you temporarily put aside this military post and play for two years at ease, otherwise Dad will feel sorry for Brother Nine and work day and night."

Situ Zhao remained silent.

Tang Feng then looked at the rest of the people except Xu Tianwen, and said with a smile: "Second brother likes the way of geomancy and divination, Tianxuanmen happens to have a master of this way, why don't second brother go and have a look?"

"Third brother's heart is to unrivaled cultivation, so it's just a good time to have a holiday, otherwise he will be entangled in military affairs, won't this delay his practice?"

"Seventh Brother..."

The scene was momentarily awkward and dignified. Everyone knew that Tang Feng wanted to release his military power with a glass of wine, but who was really reconciled?

Situ Zhao snorted coldly in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he asked:
"Your Highness, if we put down our military affairs, what should we do if an enemy invades us?"

This question was reserved, but Tang Feng's heart was clear. If they want to give up their military power, they must have a bargaining chip.

Tang Feng smiled, but did not speak.

It's just that there was a strong wind howling, and the red dragon horse flew against the sky and landed in the palace.

"Yang Wenfeng, a cultivator of the first rank in the Pulse Realm, is there not much difference in combat power between him and the second brother?"

Tang Feng pointed to a young man in black and asked with a smile.

Then, he looked at Qi Ziming, who had a narrow knife hanging from his waist, and said, "Qi Ziming, a master of the soul realm, with Kunlun in his chest, should be able to temporarily take the position of Seventh Brother."

As he said that, his eyes fell on Mu Xing, and he said:

"Elder Mu Xing of the Tianxuan Sect represents the meaning of the Tianxuan Sect, and is also willing to send the disciples of the Tianxuan Sect to experience in Desolation during this period of time, and my military strength in Desolation should be strengthened as a result."

"Also, Elder Mu Xing agreed to me and agreed to stay in the Desolate Palace for a while."

That's all for words, Mu Xing took Yang Wenfeng and Qi Ziming, bowed to Tang Feng, and respectfully addressed him as His Royal Highness.

This scene was like a depth bomb, which made people unable to react for a while.

Tang Feng went to Tianxuanmen during his exile, which is not a secret to the real high-level officials, but to their surprise, Tang Feng actually made such progress in Tianxuanmen.

Moreover, what Tang Feng said just now is that Tianxuanmen agreed to attach to the desolation not because of Tang Tiannan, but because of Tang Feng himself!

Just then, another old man came.

Duan Heng!

"Duan Heng, together with the alchemists in the south of Yunqin, wish Your Highness the Lantern Festival!"

The words are not very clear, but the meaning is clear.

The line of alchemists in the south of Yunqin also follow the lead of the Tang style.

"How could this be?"

Situ Zhao couldn't be calm anymore, the Tianxuan Sect plus an alchemy master, this energy was too great, even Liang Huang had to weigh it.

"Your Highness, these fighters are powerful, but marching and fighting is definitely not just about having combat power."

Yuan Changhai said coldly.

The strength of the army is beyond the imagination of many people, especially the army composed of monks, there have been examples of masters in the death source realm being exhausted alive.

Tang Feng smiled without saying a word.

There was a cold voice that came out at the right time, but it was Tang Shuying: "Xu Wan and I have to work harder on things, in exchange for your leisure life, it is worth it."

As soon as these words came out, Situ Zhao and others knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.

The reason why they dared to wrestle with Tang Feng was because they relied on their military exploits and controlled the real power army, but now Tang Feng not only has the support of Wu Que, Xu Wan, Zhang Shisan and others, but also the support of Jianghu faction.

The chips on the balance are obviously not equal.

They no longer have the strength to participate in this game.

Situ Zhao was paralyzed on his knees with both hands, pinning his last hope on Xu Tianwen.

As long as Xu Tianwen can stand up, they still have a little leeway.

However, Xu Tianwen remained silent throughout.

Situ Zhao smiled weakly. He knew Xu Tianwen was very proud, but he didn't expect to be so proud.

If they joined Xu Tianwen's camp, it would undoubtedly increase Xu Tianwen's chances of winning, but Xu Tianwen dismissed it.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, it is unwise for Xu Tian to ask.

But he knows that genius is often incomprehensible.

(End of this chapter)