The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

In the East Palace of Prince Xuanjing, Jiang Feng is reviewing the memorial.

Now he had just calmed down for a moment of incense, and he was attracted by the beautiful palace maid beside him.

Just when he wanted to make a difference, Chu Mu on the side...No, it was Wen Mu who spoke.

"His Royal Highness should focus on state affairs. The memorials have been backlogged for a month now. If you don't review them anymore, the ministers of the Central Government are afraid that they will jump in anger!"

Jiang Feng glanced at the mountain of memorials piled up behind him, with a hint of impatience in his eyes, and he directly ordered Wen Mu to say: "Let's ask Brother Mu for help, just like before. When I saw this thing, my head was big!"

After that, Jiang Feng gave Wen Mu no chance to speak, and hurriedly rushed towards the gorgeous palace lady.

But he didn't notice the disdain flashing across Wen Mu's face.

Just mentioning the Zhubi, sitting in the top position that should have belonged to the emperor, Wen Mu began to review the memorials. As for Jiang Feng, he has long been reluctant to think about it. How can I estimate the others?

For more than a year, Wen Mu had already become the most powerful person in the world. He was not only the leader of Yulinwei, but also succeeded Li Chengfeng, who was killed violently, as the servant of the household department, second only to his father Wen Tianming.

The father and son became Jiang Feng's right-hand man!

Under the control of this father and son, the entire court dared not speak, because a little carelessness would bring disaster to the door.

Several generals who had fought in the foreign war did not accept discipline when they returned, and they have left a **** lesson for future generations.

Even the military power is partly controlled by the Wen family and the other part is in the hands of Emperor Xuan.

However, the Wen family father and son were not in a hurry. After the incident that forced the palace back then, the Emperor Xuandi couldn't afford to be seriously ill. Now he has been lingering in bed for a year and may die at any time.

This saves a lot of trouble for Wen Tianming and his son. If the emperor has an accident, it is a matter of course for the prince to supervise the country. Even if someone has a lot of criticism, he can directly suppress the matter.

After Emperor Xuan's complete death, Jiang Feng can also succeed as a prince, and his military power outside will naturally be completely recovered.

In the same way, the military power is in Jiang Feng's hands, isn't it the same as the Wen family father and son here?

The two held the emperor in order to make the princes, and when the time was right, they forced Jiang Feng to abdicate and give way to Wen Mu. Wen Tianming became the emperor with peace of mind.

It can't be said that this matter can still be given an eternal reputation in the pen of later historians.

Thinking of this, Wen Mu couldn't help but smile, looking at Jiang Feng who was playing, his expression became more and more disdainful.

But soon, the expression of disdain disappeared, because Wen Mu heard footsteps coming from outside the hall.

"Squeak..."

No one passed it through, the door of the hall was directly pushed open, and Wen Tianming's figure appeared against the sun.

"See Father!"

Wen Mu hurriedly got up and saluted Wen Tianming.

Even Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, and bowed to Wen Tianming with a fist, not knowing if it was voluntary.

Wen Tianming first accepted Jiang Feng's bow, and then hurriedly showed a sincere expression of fear and fear, and he also showed that he had brought great news.

"Oh?" Jiang Feng had doubts in his eyes: "I wonder what good news the prime minister has brought?"

Today, he still holds the court lady in his arms, and he doesn't seem to care about being ignorant in front of the minister.

Wen Tianming didn't care about this either, and directly took out a square seal from the storage bag.

I saw that privacy was cyan, with nine fierce five-clawed golden dragons engraved on it, competing for a red orb.

"This is Chuanguo Yuxi!"

Jiang Feng's uncontrollable surprise voice came from the hall.