Baizi Desert, the Palace of the Eastern Prince! In the courtyard.
Wang Zhongquan commanded a group of servants and arranged a simple mourning hall.
There is a coffin in the courtyard. The coffin was opened, and there was a spiritual tablet in front of him. There was no name written on the spiritual tablet. Some domestic servants were busy.
Jumen stood beside Wang Zhongquan and watched coldly.
It's been a few days since I came back, and Wang Zhongquan's prestige has been gone.
"Mr. Wang, it seems that everyone thinks that Mr. Wang is dead, so they are abandoning you?" Jumen said with a low smile.
"That's good. There are still dozens of people who are willing to listen to me and listen to my arrangements. It's really good. Before my death, I left a message that if any of my direct descendants die, I will arrange the funeral arrangements and everyone must listen to my words. Those who can still remember the old man’s words are the most loyal to the old master. The young master said that ability is one thing, but loyalty is the most important. It’s really good to keep these people! Only then will he be someone the young master can trust!" Wang Zhongquan nodded.
"These people are indeed the most precious. They may not know it yet, but after today, they will all have earth-shaking rights!" Jumen sighed.
Wang Zhongquan nodded.
"It's a pity that the elders of the Wang family are a bit disappointing!" Jumen frowned.
"No wonder they, the elders come from all branches of the Wang family. Even if they have intentions, they still have to worry about the future of their descendants. Now that they are on the wrong team, their status has plummeted. However, the young master's idea is also right. In just a few days, Let me see clearly the faces of all of them!" Wang Zhongquan said coldly.
"How can you turn a blind eye when you prepare such a simple funeral? It can be seen that they have been waiting for your husband to die for a long time!" Jumen sighed.
"It belongs to the young master, and no one can take it from me. However, a few of the elders from the sects told me about the funeral! But they were too worried and did not discuss it in depth!" Wang Zhongquan shook his head.
"They have been trying to win over you these past few days, Wang Tianhui? Wang Tianming? Is the fight going to the end now? Do all the elders support them to become the head of the family?" Jumen recalled.
"Eighteen sect elders represent the disciples of the Wang family in the 18th lineage respectively. Sixth lineage supports Wang Tianhui, and Sixth lineage supports Wang Tianming! There are also six lineage elders who are silent. They represent Wang Tiance, the number one of the Wang family who is ready to wait for the profit of the fisherman. Junjie!" Wang Zhongquan sneered.
"The water in the Wang family is really quite shallow!" Jumen sighed.
"Yes!" Wang Zhongquan sighed.
At this moment, the conversation between the two stopped, because there was already a quarrel outside the compound, as if they were divided into two groups. Extremely noisy.
"boom!"
At this moment, the door of the compound was pushed open with a bang, and hundreds of people swarmed in.
Wang Zhongquan narrowed his eyes.
Eighteen elders wearing loose gray robes walked at the front. There were two groups behind them, with seventy or eighty people on each side, each with lingering anger on their faces, as if they had just had a quarrel.
Each of the two factions has a leader, led by Zuo Lie, an extremely elegant middle-aged man with bright eyes and extraordinary bearing. It is Wang Tianhui who is the popular candidate to compete for the head of the family!
At the head of the column on the right is a thin man. The man's eyes are gloomy, like a poisonous snake, and his aura is intimidating. But it was Wang Tianming.
"Steward Wang, you have also started organizing the young master's funeral. Where is the golden seal?" Wang Tianhui asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, Butler Wang, the golden seal will be gone, right?" Wang Tianming also sneered.
The eighteen sect elders also looked at Wang Zhongquan in confusion.
"Everyone, is it too late to wait all night? I told you to take it out tomorrow on the young master's eighteenth birthday, tomorrow!" Wang Zhongquan said calmly.
Everyone frowned slightly.
"I think you are stalling for time. The mourning hall is arranged so slowly? There is no time to write the name of the young master on the spiritual tablet. Do you want us to help you write it?" Wang Tianming said impatiently.
"I have already said that you can't wait to take out the gold seal tomorrow? Besides, who will I give it to when I take out the gold seal now? Have you decided?" Wang Zhongquan looked at the elders.
"Of course, leave it to Wang Tianhui. He is in charge of all government affairs in the fiefdom. The Wang family has the highest prestige. Only he can inherit the prince's legacy!" Six clan elders suddenly shouted.
"Bullshit, the prince trusted Wang Tianming the most back then. All external diplomacy was handled by Wang Tianming. Wang Tianming represented the prince everywhere outside. He should be handed over to Wang Tianming!" Six more sect elders shouted.
"No, it should be given to Wang Tiance! He holds the military power of the fief and can defend the fief!" Six more clan elders said anxiously.
"Hahaha, what about Wang Tiance? He won't come back, so why are you so excited!"
"Yes, Wang Tiance himself gave up. What are your names?"
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The scene was chaotic, and the elders of the clans were constantly fighting for it. The people on both sides were even more at war with each other, as if they had already broken their skins and were ready to fight at any time.
Wang Zhongquan just watched with cold eyes.
"Elder Zong, Elder Zong, there is a cavalry force, about three thousand people, coming towards the palace!" A servant rushed into the courtyard anxiously.
The servant's shout immediately stopped everyone's noise.
"Three thousand cavalry? Is it Wang Tiance?" someone called suspiciously.
Those who supported Wang Tiance suddenly showed joy: "Who said Tiance didn't come back? Isn't he back?"
"Wang Tiance? He came back with three thousand cavalry. What does he want to do? Suppress us with force?"
"Despicable Wang Tiance actually came with troops. We will not compromise. Kill us if you can!"
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During the commotion, another servant rushed over in fear.
"Mr. Zong, no, no, it's not good. They are the cavalry of the Chilian Holy Land. The leader is the flag master of the Chi Lian Holy Land, the Red Ghost Flag Master!" the servant said anxiously.
"Buzz!"
There was silence in the small courtyard for a moment.
"The flag master of the Scarlet Lian Holy Land? Quick, open the trip wire net, everyone, prepare to fight!" A group of sect elders roared almost at the same time.
"Boom!"
In the small courtyard that was noisy just now, everyone immediately went out to defend themselves against the invasion of foreign enemies.
Jumen looked at Wang Zhongquan.
"As the young master expected, the show is about to begin. The traitor of the Wang family is about to show up!" Wang Zhongquan narrowed his eyes.
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Zhendongcheng! On top of the east city tower!
Taiwei Pang, Wang Tiance, and Jiang Zishan climbed onto the tower and looked into the distance.
It was already dark now, and if everyone hadn't already arranged sentries to pay attention to Dongfang Prince's Mansion, they wouldn't have been able to detect the intruder in the Chilian Holy Land.
The three of them are all extremely powerful. Even at night, they can see clearly from a long distance away.
At this moment, in the distance at the entrance of Dongfang Prince's Mansion, torches were burning in the sky, which was extremely clear.
There are countless horse-tripping mechanisms around the Dongfang Prince's Palace. All the cavalry cannot ride quickly and can only dismount. Three thousand strong men surrounded the Dongfang Prince's Palace.
A big flag with the word "Red Ghost" written on it.
At the head was a fierce red-haired man, holding a broadsword in his hand and looking at the door of Dongfang Prince's Mansion opposite with a ferocious expression. There were a large number of archers behind them, as if they had already fired a hail of arrows.
The Dongfang Palace has a large number of servants with arrows. Of course, the defense of Dongfang Palace is also extremely strong. The guards and servants in the palace all have bows, arrows and swords in their hands, and they have also shot a hail of arrows. Some soldiers in the Red Ghost Banner Lord's army were also injured.
The elders, descendants and descendants of the Wang family all gathered at the gate to confront the leader of the Red Ghost Banner opposite.
"Children of the Red Ghost Flag? Why did he suddenly arrive at the Dongfang Palace? Logically speaking, there are outposts around the Baizi Desert. As soon as the army of the Red Ghost Holy Land steps into the desert, they can send messages? This time, the gods are unaware of the ghosts. Arriving at the entrance of the Wangfu without realizing it? Wang Tiance, your Wang family's defense warning doesn't seem to be very good?" Pang Taiwei looked at Wang Tiance with a questioning look in his eyes.
Wang Tiance's expression was gloomy, not because of the Wang family's defense mechanism. After all, no one understood better than Wang Tiance how strict that defense mechanism was, and how many times it had left the people of the Chilian Holy Land with nothing to hide from.
But tonight, the three thousand soldiers in Chilian Holy Land are still in a deserted place. Are all the people at those outposts killed, or are the outposts deliberately turning a blind eye
"Man Pangda, the Dongfang Palace is besieged. Do you want to send troops?" Jiang Zishan frowned.
"Send troops? Haha, it sounds strange. Dongfang Palace and Zhendong City have rules. When the Palace is in danger and needs support, it will release fireworks signals. However, it seems that there has been a fight there for a while, and there are no fireworks signals. Does this mean that there is no need for rescue? There was no firework signal coming, and rashly leading troops there is disrespectful to the palace. Wang Tiance, do you think I should send troops now?" Pang Taiwei looked at Wang Tiance with a strange look on his face.
Wang Tiance squinted at the distance and snorted coldly.
Why didn't the signal go out? Wang Tiance also probably guessed that this was the critical moment for Wang Tianhui and Wang Tianming to compete for the head of the family. How could they lure Wang Tiance back at this time? Naturally, no signal will be given!
"The palace has no signal for help, which means it can handle the intruders. Since they can handle it, we shouldn't intervene!" Wang Tiance said coldly.
Jiang Zishan showed a trace of satisfaction when he heard Wang Tiance's words.
Jiang Zishan knew the situation in the palace and had previously asked the captain to prevent Wang Tiance from going back. Now Wang Tiance himself was unwilling to go back and was too lazy to say anything.
Captain Pang nodded and looked into the distance: "Red Ghost Banner Master, there should be fifty Wuzong Realm experts under his seat, right?"
"Yes, there are fifty Wuzong realms, and the rest are all Qihai realms. From the looks of it, it seems they are all here!" Wang Tiance nodded.
"Can the palace handle it?" Pang Taiwei frowned.
"Don't worry, Lieutenant. As far as I know, the palace now has seventy Wuzong realms and a large number of Qihai realm disciples. If we can work together, we can indeed defeat the Red Ghost Banner Master!" Jiang Zishan nodded.
"Oh, Young Master Jiang really knows a lot about the strength of my palace!" Wang Tiance said sarcastically.
Jiang Zishan didn't take it seriously and looked into the distance and said: "Of course, I just mentioned a statistic. If you want to defeat the Red Ghost Flag Master, you must have one condition, that is, you must have one heart in the Seventy Martial Sect Realm!"
"One heart?" Pang Taiwei heard something unusual.
"Lieutenant, please look. The children of the Wang family in the distance are divided into two factions. One is led by Wang Tianhui, and the other is led by Wang Tianming. I heard that the two of them are vying for the position of the head of the family today!" Jiang Zishan pointed to the distance and smiled.
Sure enough, the Wang family's children in the distance were divided into two groups. They are respectively under the command of Wang Tianhui and Wang Tianming. Although they were far apart, the three of them could feel the complexity of the situation.
"Can the two factions of the Wang family work together to defeat the Red Ghost Banner Master? In other words, Wang Tianhui and Wang Tianming can decide the winner tonight and decide who is the head of the family?" Pang Taiwei said solemnly.
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Wang Tiance unconsciously.
But at this moment, Wang Tiance was staring into the distance without making any movement.
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On the city tower, no one noticed that there was a group of green wolves running fast in the night.
Wang Xiong sat on the back of Juque, with ten loyal servants beside him.
"Young Master, that is Captain Pang. The one next to him is Wang Tiance. I have also seen the one on the left. He is Jiang Zishan, a hero of Wang Jiang's family in the north!" A loyal servant said to Wang Xiong.
Wang Xiong squinted at the brightly lit city tower in the distance, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "King of the North, the Jiang family? My father is dead, and all kinds of monsters have jumped out!"
A group of loyal servants said nothing.
"Wang Tiance? Oh, Wang Tiance, Wang Tiance, before I came back, I still had high expectations for you. I didn't expect that you would have to watch the Wang family's descendants die and be injured? Are you going to take advantage of others and clean up the mess? Humph!" Wang Xiong looked at it There was also a cold snort in the distance.
"Young Master, do you need me to go to Zhendong City to send orders to Wang Tiance?" asked a loyal servant.
"No need, those who should reveal themselves will soon reveal themselves. It's time to close the net. Don't miss any big fish. Go to the house immediately!" Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.
"yes!"
The pack of wolves, tigers, and loyal servants galloped straight towards the Dongfang Palace.