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

"Good poetry, good poetry."

"Although there are only a few hundred words, it is like being there. The beauty of my Chinese characters is admirable!"

"Just from listening to this poem, one can imagine Princess Qin's dancing posture, which must be a hundred times more graceful than the sword dance just now."

"King Qin is really talented, I admire you."

For a moment, Li Shimin was almost overwhelmed by the words of praise, which made him very embarrassed.

Li Yuan savored the poem carefully, and nodded: "Well, it really is a good poem. Come, please reward the pair of jade Ruyi that Fanbang paid tribute to King Qin and Princess Qin."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After receiving the reward, Li Shimin and his grandson Wugou thanked him together: "Thank you, Father."

Li Jiancheng was watching from the sidelines, and his teeth were almost broken. He managed to get some highlights, but the limelight was still stolen by others.

As a result, at this moment, one of the foreign envoys stood up and said loudly: "Hmph, you Tang people just like to make these useless things. If they are placed on our grassland, even a child can easily put them on the ground. Kill that woman!"

His words caused all eyes to focus on him, but this person was not embarrassed at all, instead he was triumphant.

Li Wenbin saw that the man was dressed strangely, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "Father, who is this?"

"Oh, it's the envoy sent by the East Turkic Jieli Khan to our court." Li Shimin's face was livid, "The name is Zhishi."

Na Zhishi looked around: "Why, could it be that what the emissary said is wrong?"

"Ding, the system issued an order."

"Option [-]: Defeat Zhishi; Option [-]: Stare him to death with your eyes."

Li Wenbin: "..."

System, with my small stature, can I beat this big Turkic man?Are you kidding me?
"In front of my Majesty the Great Tang Emperor, how dare you be so mad as a witch?"

An old man couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and accused him loudly.

"Hmph, how arrogant is this emissary? Just now that little boy read a few broken poems, what's the use? Can it be eaten as food or as tea? Are these the so-called aristocratic children of your Tang Dynasty? Bah!"

"If you don't accept it, dare to come out and fight this envoy?"

The eyes full of anger, disdain, worry, and gloating fell on Li Wenbin all of a sudden, making his face feel hot.

"Ding, the host chooses option [-] and gets a reward: the swordsmanship of picking up girls."

Immediately, a lot of knowledge and pictures were integrated into Li Wenbin's mind, but in the blink of an eye, he had already mastered this so-called girl-picking swordsmanship.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Li Wenbin got up and said to Li Yuan: "Grandfather, please allow your grandson to fight this Turkic envoy."

Before Li Yuan could answer, Li Shimin suddenly pulled him back: "Wen Bin, don't mess around. Father, this Turkic envoy humiliated Erchen's son, and I want..."

"Why, the young one didn't dare to come out, so he sent the old one? Haha, hahaha!"

Zhi Shi's arrogant laughter irritated everyone present: "Zhi Shi, don't be rude."

"I am a man of the Tang Dynasty, how can I allow you to be so humiliated?"

"Do you dare to fight this old man?"

Zhi Shi looked at these people contemptuously: "This envoy only asks one question, Wu that little boy, dare to fight this envoy?"

Changsun Wugou took Li Wenbin's hand: "Wenbin, don't be impulsive."

"Mother, if I don't go, it will shame our Qin Palace and even the whole Tang Dynasty."

"But……"

Gently broke free from the hand of the eldest grandson Wugou: "Mother, don't worry, my son will definitely not embarrass you."

Qi Wang Li Yuanji happened to be sitting next to Li Shimin, Li Wenbin asked loudly: "Uncle Wang, can you lend your sword to my nephew?"

Li Yuanji took off his saber and threw it to him—and he moved very quickly, for fear that if he gave it slowly, he would be drowned by the angry officials with spittle.

Li Wenbin danced a sword flower casually, and with a long laugh, he came to the opposite side of Zhishi.

"Hmph, the little boy is still a bit courageous. I am happy today, as long as you cry bitterly and admit that you are a worthless little boy, I will spare your life, how about it?"

Seeing that Li Wenbin was only fourteen or fifteen years old and his body was very thin, that Zhishi didn't take him seriously at all, thinking that he could easily defeat him with one hand.

"My father once told me a word." Li Wenbin flicked the blade lightly, looking very relaxed, "He said, I am a man of the Tang Dynasty, I only bleed but not cry."

"Okay, what a 'no tears but blood'."

"As expected of a man."

"Mr. Wenbin, defeat this Turkic envoy and win glory for our Tang Dynasty!"

Li Wenbin's long sword pointed flatly and pointedly: "I am a great country in the Tang Dynasty, and you are just an envoy from a foreign country, so I will let you make the first move."

Zhi Shi said with a grin: "There's no rush, today is your Han Chinese New Year, why don't we make some bets."

"If this envoy wins, the woman just now will belong to this envoy, how about it; if you win, this envoy has a bloody horse, and it will belong to you."

"How about it, dare you?"

At this time, the girl had already taken off her veil, and was waiting for Li Yuan's summons, she turned pale with shock when she heard this.

She once heard that people in the Turkic side only bathe twice in their life, once at birth and once after death, and they are no different from savages on weekdays.

And if the husband dies, he must marry his brother, even a son, a grandson...

If she was to be sent there, she might as well be dead.

Seeing the young girl's face turned pale with horror, Zhi Shi couldn't help the pride in his heart, and burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry, but I don't accept this bet. Zhi Shi, how can you say such a thing?"

"What's the matter? Ben's bloody BMW is worth tens of thousands of gold, so it's not as good as a maiko? Besides, aren't sweaty BMWs and rouge horses for people to ride?"

The obscene look on Zhi Shi's face looks extremely wretched.

The girl's fingers gripping the front of the skirt turned pale and white due to too much force.

"Hmph, how can a mere sweaty horse be as precious as the people of my Tang Dynasty?"

"After all, you still dare not."

Li Wenbin shook his head: "Zhi Shi, you are wrong. My father once said that water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."

"Although I, Li Wenbin, am not talented, I will never bet with you on the cornerstone of my Great Tang, the foundation of my Great Tang."

"You die with this heart!"

Li Wenbin uttered these few words decisively, which attracted countless cheers:
"That's well said, as expected of my man from the Tang Dynasty."

"Mr. Wenbin, you must defeat this Turkic barbarian!"

"It's such a good sentence, 'Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it', and people who listen to it are excited!"

"Brother Li, when you defeat this Turkic barbarian, I must drink with you."