Martial Boss Chapter 493

“Hold on.”

Zhuge Longxu suddenly shouted, “Gentlemen, don’t forget that there are other princes nowadays. The late emperor was most fond of the eighth prince, and it would be an excellent choice for him to succeed the throne. Don’t forget the late emperor’s kindness!”

The late emperor’s favour? I’m sorry, whether the late emperor was willing or not, it has been gone since he almost blew us up.

This was the thought in the minds of many of the courtiers present.

Such thoughts, of course, could not be spoken out.

When Feng Jiu heard Zhuge Long Su’s statement, she also secretly bristled. Luckily, this situation was also expected.

“The late emperor’s esteem and favour does not allow the throne of my Great Zhou to be given into the hands of an unqualified person.”

An old voice came slowly as a white-haired old man entered the Hall of Taihe.

“Imperial Uncle, what brings you here?” Feng Mingxiao asked with concern.

This imperial uncle, who was an imperial son of the previous generation, was now the patriarch of the Sovereign Mansion, and had not been walking around for many years due to his old age and failing health.

“All my imperial sons, who wish to ascend to the great treasure, must not fail to practise the Phoenix Heavenly Strategy, the Eighth Prince, today you are not qualified to compete for this chair.” Zong Zheng said indifferently to Feng Qiwu.

“The Great Formation needs to be driven by the Phoenix Heavenly Curse, without sufficient Phoenix Heavenly Curse cultivation, you cannot even enter the centre. Eighth Prince, it is too late for you to abolish your Hao Rang Qi and re-train your Phoenix Heavenly Curse now.”

Originally, according to Feng Tianming’s and the Empress’s calculations, it would not be too late to wait until Feng Qiwu became the Crown Prince before specialising in the Phoenix Heavenly Strategy. However, neither of them had expected that with Feng Tianming’s death, the crown prince would not even be needed, and he could directly turn from the imperial son to the emperor.

At this point, Feng Qiwu would have completely lost his chance.

Even if he switched to the Phoenix Heavenly Curse at this point, he was still not powerful enough and was far from being able to activate the Nine Dragons Ding Heavenly Grand Formation.

Moreover, Feng Jiu was able to gain control of the Great Formation, along with the allegiance of most of the officials, and he was just one name away from being the emperor, which was the original reason why Zongzheng would speak for Feng Jiu.

The emergence of Zongzheng of the Sovereign House was undoubtedly a way to kick Feng Qiwu out of the running for the next emperor altogether. And after Feng Qiwu’s withdrawal, there would be only one Feng Jiu left.

Yet in this situation, Feng Mingxiao still refused to give up.

“Feng Jiu, are you still obsessed?”

The five-coloured light was hidden, awe-inspiring and powerful, silently filling the Taihe Hall once again.

“Aunt, you are the one who is obsessed.” Feng Jiu slowly shook her head, and behind her, on top of the dragon chair, dragon Qi was hidden.

Above the Taihe Hall, there were also dragon patterns shining with a faint light, the Nine Dragons Ding Heavenly Grand Formation, which had begun to operate.

“Your Highness the Eldest Princess, don’t be impulsive oh.” An eerie figure flashed in front of Feng Jiu, blocking Feng Mingxiao’s might, as a cold and gloomy aura suddenly rose.

“Eunuch Leng, do you want to make another mistake?” Feng Mingxiao barked when he saw the old eunuch who had suddenly appeared.

“Your Highness, don’t talk nonsense. We only work for His Majesty, this can’t be considered a mistake.” Eunuch Leng shook his head smilingly.

“Eunuch Leng, if you are working for Father, why are you acting like this?” Feng Qiwu stood up and asked.

“The previous emperor has died, so our allegiance will naturally be to the next emperor, and it is obvious that the next person to inherit the throne now is His Ninth Highness, not your Eighth Highness.”

Eunuch Leng swept Feng Qiuwu a glance and said unapologetically.

He, Eunuch Leng, was only loyal to the Northern Zhou Emperor, but as a Tong Shen realm powerhouse, Eunuch Leng was not someone who did not have a bit of self-importance. Obviously, compared to Feng Qiwu, Eunuch Leng thought more highly of Feng Jiu.

“Aunt, do you still want to insist?” Feng Jiu glanced at Eunuch Leng and said to Feng Mingxiao.

The hundred officials, the great formation, and the old eunuch, Eunuch Leng, who was escorting the royal family, were all on Feng Jiu’s side, and there was no longer the slightest hope for Feng Qiwu.

“Alas,” Zhuge Longxu sighed, “Qiuwu, you will return with my master and study in the Mountain River Academy in the future.”

He turned his gaze to Feng Jiu, “Your ninth highness, is this good?”

“If the Eighth Imperial Brother wants to do scholarship, naturally there is no reason for me as a younger brother to stop it.” Feng Jiu nodded his head and said.

He also didn’t want to push Zhuge Long Su to the limit.

“But three days later, I will be getting married, so at that time, I would like to invite Aunt, Imperial Brother, and Imperial Sister to come and support me.” Feng Jiu then said.

“Big wedding?” Feng Qiwu froze.

“His Ninth Highness and my daughter are in love, and they have already made a marriage contract a month ago, and in three days, they will be married.” At some point, the head of the Si family, Si Yunxin, had already arrived in the hall.

Naturally, the marriage contract was not made a month ago, as Qing Yu was still in seclusion at that time, refining his Qi and blood.

However, Si Yunxin could not let people see that he was selling his daughter, so he moved up the date of the engagement.

If Feng Qiuwu had won, his marriage to Si Qingwei would have been fixed a month earlier.

“Qing Wei – and Feng Jiu —— big wedding?!”

Feng Qiwu suddenly felt the sky spinning in front of him, his surroundings blurred, and he was getting farther and farther away from this world.

“Qiuwu, Qiuwu ——,” Zhuge Longjue called out repeatedly as he held his disciple.

Even the little princess, who had been lost in thought, was now grabbing the arms of her eighth brother and shimmering in tears.

“Call the doctor, call the doctor!” Feng Jiu shouted repeatedly.

“There is no need, Your Highness, Qiu Wu just pa*sed out for a while, she will be fine after resting for a while.” After saying that, Zhuge Long Su disappeared into the hall with Feng Qiuwu.

After Zhuge Long Su left, Feng Ming Xiao also said, “Han’er, let’s go too.”

She too waved her sleeves and left.

After leaving the Taihe Hall, Feng Mingxiao happened to come across a white-haired Daoist, walking head-on.

‘Tsk, a Tong Shen realm powerhouse is just fast.’ Qing Yu, who had rushed all the way from Fenglai Mountain to the imperial palace, looked at the large and small beauties walking in front of him and secretly said in his heart.

To think that he, Qing Yu, had only drawn a prize in the grove and had been rushing the rest of the time, only to arrive now.

And Feng Mingxiao and Zhuge Longxu, who had just flown through the sky, had even finished talking in the Hall of Taihe.

Let’s just say that it was good to be able to fly.

Qing Yu smiled like this, but his face was calm as he nodded to Feng Mingxiao and brushed past him.

“?” Feng Chu Han looked at Feng Ming Xiao who had suddenly stopped in his tracks in confusion.

“It’s alright, let’s go.”

Feng Mingxiao said as he stroked Feng Chuhan’s head and once again glanced at the slightly odd white-haired Daoist.

‘That white-haired Daoist, it’s not simple.’

Feng Mingxiao held a somewhat strange thought as he and Feng Chuhan left.

On this side, Qing Yu, who had brushed past Feng Mingxiao, stepped into the Hall of Taihe, just at that moment, Feng Jiu had already answered the group of ministers’ persuasion to enter.

There was no such thing as three refusals and three invitations. If we were really talking about etiquette, how could Feng Jiu be getting married three days after Feng Tianming’s death?

The government is now full of civil servants, only a small number of them still have other thoughts, but the negative resistance is gone. Under such circumstances, it would be a bit too hypocritical to play with the three refusals and three invitations.