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

After Li Shimin finished speaking, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda straightened their robes, and saluted Li Wenbin respectfully: "Thank you, Mr. Li Wenbin, and thank you, Mr. Li Wenbin, for thinking about your soldiers."

Li Wenbin quickly replied: "Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it, this is what my nephew should do. Don't be too polite, you two generals, this is really a shame for my nephew."

Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda looked rude this time, but they were extremely concerned about their soldiers. They knew that if it wasn't for Li Wenbin's solution, how many soldiers of Tiance Mansion would suffer this time.

At this time, Changsun Wugou brought in a group of servants, two roasted fat lambs, one was cut into large chunks of lamb, and the other was piled up on a food plate more than half a meter high. green onion pancakes.

"Zhijie, Jinda hasn't been here for a long time, I should be hungry after talking for so long, let's talk while eating."

Cheng Yaojin can play rogue with Li Shimin, even dare to snatch his food, but he respects his eldest grandson Wugou extremely:
"In this case, the princess will be troubled."

"What did Zhijie say? You and the prince love each other as brothers. How can you say it's troublesome?"

After ordering the servants to arrange the food and drinks, Changsun Wugou immediately withdrew—seeing that Li Wenbin was leaving too, she gave him a slight push.

"Don't rush away, come and have a drink together."

Cheng Yaojin greeted Li Wenbin unceremoniously. He also knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he readily agreed.

Serving Li Shimin, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda with wine and vegetables was a lot of work, Li Wenbin thought, no wonder I was asked to stay, it turned out that I was here to serve them.

However, this kind of opportunity is something most people can't even ask for. Li Wenbin also felt that he was quite rewarded when he heard the three of them talking about the affairs of the DPRK and China.

"Come on, drink." Niu Jinda put a bowl of wine in front of Li Wenbin.

"Given by the elders, I dare not resign."

Li Wenbin picked up the wine bowl, gritted his teeth, and drank it all in one gulp.

I thought it would be stimulated by the smell of alcohol, but I smacked the taste, and it felt weaker than the beer I drank in my previous life.

"Come again!"

Li Wenbin, who suddenly turned into a master of the wine country, yelled again and again, and had a good drink with Cheng Yao Jinniu Jinda. The wine was dry, very refreshing.

Even Li Shimin applauded loudly when he saw Li Wenbin whose eyes became brighter after drinking.

"Okay, okay! Drink again!"

Cheng Yaojin drank another bowl of wine, and said slightly drunk: "Unexpectedly, at your young age, you drink this sanle syrup like drinking water, it's really amazing."

Sure enough, it's deeply emotional, and it's boring.

Handing over the ice-making method was just a few thanks from the bandit, but there was not much sincerity in it, but after drinking these jars of wine, he was cited as a confidant.

Although the degree of sanle syrup is not high, only about 20 degrees, but he can't help but drink too much. At this time, Li Wenbin not only has a big tongue, but also has a lot of courage.

"Uncle Cheng, I once drank a kind of strong wine called Burning Knife, but you don't know, it tastes really good, tsk tsk..."

"Compared with burning knives, this so-called Sanle Porridge is nothing but fermented glutinous rice for children. It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

"Oh? Burning Knife, that's a good name, little brother, let's get some and try it?"

"Don't worry, this matter is on the brother's shoulders!"

Li Shimin also drank a lot, instead of stopping the old and the young from calling themselves brothers, he clapped his hands and laughed.

Then... Li Wenbin couldn't remember what happened after that.

He only remembered that Cheng Yaojin seemed to have a little unhappiness with Niu Jinda, and then the two of them started fighting in Li Shimin's study.

When Changsun Wugou got the news and hurried over, he almost vomited blood out of anger.

The study room was already in a mess, Li Wenbin was lying on the ground sleeping soundly, yelling "good wine" from time to time;
Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda were naked, with only a loincloth wrapped around their crotch, entangled together, the scene was extremely unsightly;
Li Shimin, on the other hand, tapped the bowl with his chopsticks while cheering loudly for the two of them.

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He didn't know how long he slept, but Li Wenbin felt like his stomach was on fire, and couldn't help but shouted, "Water, bring me some water."

After a while, a basin of ice water was splashed on his face, and Li Wenbin jumped up with a cry.

"Hmph, look at your movements, you are very agile."

Before Li Wenbin could get angry, Changsun Wugou's cold voice came.

A basin of ice water poured his anger into nothingness, and then Li Wenbin saw his eldest grandson Wugou, with evil eyes, sitting on a chair, staring at him.

"The son has seen the mother."

"Wen Bin, Wen Bin, you really let me down."

Changsun Wugou pointed at Li Wenbin and scolded him, accusing him of failing to live up to his expectations, of being idle all day long and not thinking of making progress.

"Tell me about you, you are only 14 years old, and you are so nonsense, what should you do in the future?"

"The mother calmed down, and the son didn't dare anymore."

"That's all, that's all. With Cheng Yaojin, the incarnate demon king, you really can't help yourself." Changsun Wugou rubbed his brows, feeling quite a headache, "By the way, let me show you this."

Li Wenbin took it over and saw that it was actually a contract. It probably meant that he used technology to invest in the shares and owned [-]% of the dry shares in the ice-making workshop he would open in the future.

Counting on his fingers for a long time, Li Wenbin couldn't figure out how much money he could have. When he heard the number that Zhangsun Wugou spit out with his cherry lips parted slightly, his eyes suddenly changed into the shape of Brother Kong Fang. .

"30 guan? In other words, I can get one-tenth of it, which is [-] guan?"

"It's just the share capital. The accountant in the palace has carefully calculated that the dividends you can get every year should not be less than one thousand."

Li Wenbin was drunk again: it was always equal to one thousand renminbi, that is, one thousand copper coins, and for a breakfast, it only cost two copper coins, and it was still full and delicious.

Wouldn't that one thousand guan be... Then Li Wenbin saw Changsun Wugou's half-smile expression, and he was shocked.

"Mother, it's useless for a son to ask for so much money. Why don't you ask mother to take care of [-]% of it for your son?"

There was a smile in the eyes of Changsun Wugou: "Don't talk nonsense, you are an adult now, you should save some money yourself, and it will be useful when you build a mansion in the future."

you are vicious!
"Mother, the son is sincere. The son eats and drinks in the palace, and there is a huge pile of one thousand strings. The son doesn't even know where to put it."

The smile in Changsun Wugou's eyes was even wider: "You can just hire an accountant at that time, and I can help you take care of it."

"The son only needs to leave a hundred and eighty pennies with him, and the rest will be deposited with his mother."

"Okay, seeing that you are sincere, then I will make it difficult."