Datang: Get a god-level selection system at the beginning

"Tell me, where is Li Ai?"

Facing the steel knife, the young woman was frightened and stupid: "I don't know, I really don't know. Ah Lang didn't come back to rest at all today. It stands to reason that he should stay in the study."

Li Wenbin didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, so he turned around and left with his people, but he searched the Dudu Mansion but couldn't find Li Ai's figure, even the servants of the Dudu Mansion said they didn't see him, which made him feel a little strangeness.

The Governor's Mansion has been besieged like an iron barrel, so can Li Ai fly with wings?

Even if there is a secret escape path like a tunnel, there is no trace of it just now.

Where did Li Ai go?
Li Wenbin was thinking about it, when he suddenly remembered something - he looked at the well in the yard, and remembered the well of Empress Nan Chen and Zhang Lihua.

"Come here, search carefully all the wells in the Governor's Mansion."

"Here!"

With an order, the soldiers began to search with great fanfare, but after a while, someone reported that Li Ai was found in a dry well.

When Li Wenbin rushed over, he saw Li Ai, who was only wearing a small jacket and had disheveled hair, squatting on the ground, shivering.

"Hehe, isn't this Uncle Lujiang? What's wrong with you?"

Li Ai is Li Yuan's nephew, and is of the same generation as Li Shimin, so Li Wenbin logically wants to call him Uncle Wang.

"Qin...His Royal Highness King Qin." Li Ai suddenly saw Li Wenbin, as if grabbing the last straw, hugged his thigh and howled dryly, "The guilty minister knows his mistake, he knows his mistake!"

"It's all the criminals instigated by Wang Junkuo, saying that His Majesty the Emperor wants to attack the criminals, and the criminals are desperate, so..."

"Your Highness, please forgive me!"

"Uncle Lujiang, please, you are Wen Bin's elder, don't act like this. Before the emperor makes an order, you are still me, the Lujiang king of the Tang Dynasty."

Lifting Li Ai up, Li Wenbin smiled and said, "What Uncle Wang said is true? Was it really Wang Junkuo who made the plan?"

Seeing a turning point, Li Ai fell to his knees again with a plop: "His Royal Highness, what the guilty minister said is true, if there is a false statement, heaven and earth will destroy it, and there will be no good death!"

"Wen Bin can save it, since that's the case, then it has to be like this."

With a soft chirp, a line of blood appeared in Li Ai's throat, and then the blood continued to ooze out.

"Uh...uh..."

Li Ai could only feel that his life was passing away from the wound, one hand tightly grabbed his neck, and the other hand wanted to grab the hem of Li Wenbin's armor, but it was in vain.

At this time, Li Ai's family members had already been escorted over. Seeing his appearance, a beautiful woman in her 30s immediately collapsed to the ground and cried loudly.

Needless to say, this is Princess Lujiang, so the boy in her arms should be Li Min, the eldest son of Prince Lujiang.

Quietly watching Li Ai struggling on the ground in vain for a long time, finally gradually dying, Li Wenbin waved his hand: "Remember!"

The marching secretary hastily prepared a pen and paper.

"The king of Qin, Li Wenbin, bowed his head. The minister defeated the rebel army on March [-]th, and went to Jicheng on the same day. The king of Lujiang, Li Ai, committed suicide in fear of crime, and his family..."

Having said that, Li Wenbin turned his head to look at Princess Lujiang.

The beautiful woman trembled immediately, and she didn't bother to cry: "Your Highness, Your Highness. The prince deserves what he deserves, and he deserves to die. I just beg you to let Min'er go!"

"I beg you, I beg you! Min'er, kneel down quickly, please forgive your Highness, kneel down quickly!"

As she said that, the princess kowtowed like pounding garlic, and after a while her forehead was bruised.

The woman's cry spread far and wide in the silent night, and the hearts of those who heard it were broken.

Li Min is now eleven or twelve years old, and his eyes are shooting hatred. No matter how hard the beautiful woman tries, he just refuses to kneel down.

Li Wenbin shook his head: "After all, I am old and remember things."

"Remember, the Lujiang king's family hanged themselves except for the two youngest sons and their mother."

After the marching secretary finished writing down, Li Wenbin affixed the official seal of the marching chief, and then bowed deeply to Princess Lujiang:
"Aunt, my nephew will let you go well, and give you the last decency. Come, prepare a three-foot white silk, and send the Lujiang princess, side concubine, eldest son and princes to the road!"

After a while, the sergeants found Bai Ling and hung up Li Ai's family members—but the two infants and their mother were left behind.

Li Wenbin just turned his back and said nothing. A sergeant came over and said, "Chief."

He waved his hand and didn't speak, and then there was a sound of struggling and twisting behind him, and finally all disappeared.

"Cut off the head of the king of Lujiang, pickle it with lime and send it to Jingzhou, and the rest will be buried according to their rank. The baby and its mother will be sent back to Chang'an, and the queen will send it to him."

"Here!"

"Take all the floating wealth in the mansion, and reward the three armies!"

"Here!"

……

At dawn, when the terrified people of Jicheng walked out of their homes tremblingly, they saw that the Youzhou government had changed.

The headless body of King Lujiang, the original governor of Youzhou, hung at the gate of the city. In order to increase the degree of identification, Li Wenbin also specially put on the body the court clothes of King Lujiang.

So that all the people who enter and leave Jicheng can see it at a glance.

What makes the people feel gratified is that this Wang Shijun, which almost fell from the sky, has a very good discipline and has done nothing to the people.

Compared with the common people, the big and small officials in Jicheng are walking on thin ice. Li Ai is dead, now it's time to settle accounts after autumn.

It has been three days since Li Wenbin, King of Qin, Supervisor of the Kingdom of Qin, and Chief of the Hebei Road Marching Army captured Jicheng.

As soon as he arrived in Fuzhou, he lived in the Governor's Mansion of Youzhou and took over all the military and government affairs of Youzhou.

Although local officials, military and political officials from all over Youzhou had already gathered in Jicheng, Li Wenbin was missing, making these officials miserable.

These officials were forbidden to go out while staying in the posthouse—some officials even tried to forcefully leave by relying on their official status, but what was waiting for them was only the cold steel long sword of the strong cavalry sergeant.

There was a deep blood mark on the face, and the bright red color was like the tattoo on the face of the prisoner who was sent.

Three days later, the gate of the Governor's Mansion in Youzhou opened, and Li Wenbin sat in the middle of the chair.

The case table is full of command arrows, and a ceremonial sword is placed on the sword stand to show majesty.

There is half a tiger amulet in the box next to it-this is a symbol of power for dispatching troops.

Because this expedition was to be executed first and played later, Li Wenbin only had the half-faced tiger talisman given by his staff.The marching secretary sat on one side, with pens, ink, papers and inkstones on the table, and twenty strong cavalry sergeants stood neatly on both sides.