As if seeing Yang Fan's doubts, Jin Wenbin explained.

"Tao Sect is different from Buddhism in that it recruits any monk, and it does not shy away from marrying a wife and having children. The current queen is the granddaughter of the current Tao Sect master. Not only that, many empresses of the past are relatives of the Taoist high-level."

"That's it."

Yang Fan deeply felt the horror of Taoism, which reminded Yang Fan of Buddhism.

Taoist schools are so powerful, but what about Buddhism?

Xuanyuanlong once said that Buddhism in the Upper Xianyu Continent is one of the three top powers, and even the Daomen have been crushed. Although this is the mortal world, it should not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan suddenly realized a problem.

"In that case, the position of the future emperor of Takeshi Kaneshiro is basically secured?"

Takeshi Kaneshiro’s biological mother is a queen, and there is a door behind him. So, no matter how many people Jin Wenbin supports, can he stand up to the door?

In this way, the throne is destined to be hopeless for Jin Wenbin.

Shaking his head, Yang Fan even felt sympathy for Jin Wenbin in his heart.

For a prince who wants to fight for the crown, the pitiful thing is not that there is no one behind him to support him, but no matter how hard he works, the throne is destined to miss him.

Speaking of this, Yang Fan thought of an ancient emperor.

Ming Cheng Zu Zhu Di!

As the founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, he was very fond of his eldest son Zhu Biao, and he had even reached the point of decentralization. In some matters, the prince Zhu Biao was completely in charge of himself and did not need to inform Zhu Yuanzhang. It can be said that Zhu Biao has the highest status and power among all princes in the past dynasties, and has truly achieved the status of one person below ten thousand people.

The Yan King Zhu Di and other princes had no chance to fight, nor dared to fight, because Zhu Biao's expectations in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart were too high.

But sadly, Zhu Biao died too early, and Zhu Yuanzhang had no choice but to choose Zhu Biao's son Zhu Yunxuan as the emperor's heir. Unexpectedly, when Zhu Yuanzhang died, no one could shake Zhu Di's feudal lords. Before the throne was firmly established, Zhu Yunxuan wanted to withdraw from the feudal vassal, making Yan King Zhu Di the first emperor in ancient history to succeed in rebelling as an uncle. .

This made Yang Fan feel that Jin Chengwu at this time was the Ming Dynasty Zhu Biao, and Jin Wenbin was the Yan King Zhu Di. If there is no chance, he will not sit on the throne in this life.

Seeing Yang Fan said so, Jin Wenbin showed a frustrated expression.

From Jin Wenbin's eyes, Yang Fan saw helplessness and longing for the throne.

"Hehe, Brother Ning, made you laugh."

Jin Wenbin smiled awkwardly.

"Since you can't compete, why don't you make good friends?"

Yang Fan pointed out the crux of the matter.

Jin Wenbin shook his head.

"Brother Ning, I have tried this method, but the prince is so powerful, do I still need my friendship? Every time I greet me with a smile, it's just a hot face and a cold butt."

"The prince's attitude towards me remains unchanged."

Yang Fan is not a virgin bitch. Although he is sad for Jin Wenbin's experience, Yang Fan will not make a move, and he does not want to make a move. The benefits obtained are obviously less than the losses.

"In that case, the Liangyi Pavilion has also made contact with Daomen?"

Yang Fan suddenly realized this problem and asked quickly.

"It shouldn't be. In the eyes of Daomen, Liangyi Pavilion is just a small sect. In terms of the bottom line, one hundred Liangyi Pavilions are not Daomen's opponents."

Jin Wenbin said.

Soon, more and more disciples from Liangyi Pavilion came to the competition venue, during which one person attracted Yang Fan's attention.

A young man who stood beside Prince Takeshi Kaneshiro and was well-recognized by him.

"Who is that person?"

Yang Fan pointed and asked.

Jin Wenbin looked at it, and didn't show his disgust.

"That's the seventh brother, and Jin Zhicheng, the brother of Prince Takeshi Kaneshiro. He is the second youngest among all my emperor brothers. My father loves them very much."

Yang Fan clearly felt a trace of envy and jealousy from Jin Wenbin's tone.

"It looks like Takeshi Kaneshiro loves your seventh brother very much."

"of course!"

"You know, he is now a prince with a fief, but his father is canonized, and when he is old, he will go to fief. Although he is a one-character king, his status is higher than me and other princes' two-character kings. , After meeting, I have to give him a little kid."

Yang Fan was surprised, "Do you want to salute your brother?"

"No!"

Jin Wenbin said helplessly.

In ancient times, the size of a prince mainly depends on the prince, such as the number of words.

One-character king is bigger than two-character king.

For example, the king of Qin and the king of Jiujiang, one is a prince, and the other is just a county king, the fiefs are much different.

For example, the king of the first word is a high-ranking official and the king of the second word is the mayor, so the gap is so big.

Just as Yang Fan lamented Jin Guang's favoritism towards the prince, several princes in three-claw python robes came.

"Fifth brother!"

A young man with a sword brow and a solemn face brought the three of them.

Jin Wenbin looked back and showed a happy smile. This smile comes from the bottom of his heart and cannot be faked.

"Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, sixth brother!"

Jin Wenbin came to the four of them, and just wanted to bow his hands, but was caught by the man who took the lead.

"Huh, fifth brother, is this this one?"

The man saw Yang Fan and asked in confusion.

"Second brother, this is Ning Caichen, and Jiumei is sitting on his magical horse."

Jin Wenbin pointed to the red Lamborghini, and then introduced the princes to Yang Fan one by one.

"This is my second elder brother Jin Mingyuan, his strength is half a step through the catastrophe,"

"This is my third brother Jin Yutang, the late stage of the fit."

Jin Wenbin's third brother, Jin Yutang, looks very handsome and looks very talented. He is dressed as a scholar.

At this time, Jin Wenbin secretly whispered in Yang Fan's ear.

"Don't look at my third elder brother's elegant dressing, in fact they are all pretended by him. He, lust, there are more than a dozen concubine rooms in the house, more than me and the other brothers combined."

As if guessing what Jin Wenbin was going to say, Jin Yutang couldn't help coughing a few times, trying to ease the embarrassment.

Jin Wenbin smiled and changed the subject.

"This is my fourth brother, Jin Mingjie, who fits perfectly and is a cultivating madman. If it wasn't for the imperial father to force him, I'm afraid he hasn't married yet."

Jin Mingjie looks mediocre and unsmiling. It can be seen that he is not good at negotiating, so he has been taciturn.

Feeling Yang Fan's gaze, Jin Mingjie and Yang Fan looked at each other, and the warlike character in his heart showed signs of breaking out.

But soon, Jin Wenbin used his body to block the two of them from looking at each other, so that the burning fuse was extinguished.

"This is my sixth brother, Jin Lexian, at the beginning of the fit."

Jin Lexian smiled again and again, and his graceful and luxurious face was full of unpredictable colors.

Although Yang Fan did not have the Golden Emperor himself, he still saw the portrait. When Yang Fan saw Jin Lexian, he felt like seeing the Golden Emperor himself.

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