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

Hearing Li Wenbin's words, not only Li Shimin, but even Changsun Wuji and the others changed countenance.

"Could it be, father, he still refuses to give up?"

"My son thinks that the prince will not let it go if he fails to frame Zhang Liang. No matter what, Zhang Liang is seriously injured now. Even if he can recover, it will take at least several months."

"The crown prince didn't take much effort, and just ruined me as a general in the Tiance Mansion. He will definitely benefit from it, and he will never tire of it."

Li Shimin stood up abruptly, and said angrily: "The majestic Prince of the Eastern Palace, the foundation of our Tang Dynasty, how can we do such a conspiracy?"

Li Wenbin expressed that he didn't understand either. He remembered a jingle from later generations: A letter, six cents, is enough to disgust you for half a year.

Thinking about the Tongjia letter that that woman Wu Mei made decades later, it would have killed countless clan children, and all civil and military officials had lost their heads.

Could it be that everyone in Datang has an addiction to Gaomi?
"Wen Bin, what do you think?"

"My son thinks that this time Zhang Liang didn't open his mouth, but withstood the severe torture, which is indeed a great blessing to the father. But next time, what about the next time? The father should make a decision early."

"Hey, little prince, you didn't seem to say that last time?" Qin Qiong finally couldn't help but said, "A few days ago you tried to protect Zhang Liang, but you even offended Zhi Jie."

"You don't know, Zhijie, when he returned home, he smashed all the wine jars angrily—oh yes, he didn't want to part with those that contained new wine."

Cheng Yaojin's old face turned red for the first time: "Nonsense, how can you defile people's innocence out of thin air? My old Cheng has long disliked those three-leaf pulp, but he has never made room for it."

"Hahaha."

Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin's gag made the atmosphere in the study much easier.

Changsun Wuji also smiled and waved his hands and said, "Okay, stop making trouble, and let Wen Bin continue talking."

"Wen Bin, you just said that you want me to make a decision early, what you mean..."

"Father, my son has something to say, and I don't know if it should be said or not." Li Wenbin suddenly knelt on the ground and said seriously.

"Wen Bin, what are you doing, get up quickly, and speak up if you have anything to say."

"Father, what my son wants to know is, how long will you be patient with the prince?"

Everyone in the study room didn't expect that Li Wenbin would be ashamed if he didn't speak, and the moment he opened his mouth, he would be shocked, and the expressions on everyone's faces were different for a while.

Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong, Niu Jinda, and Yuchi Jingde all looked at Li Shimin expectantly, wishing that he would order the rebellion immediately, and they went to gather troops now;
On the other hand, Changsun Wuji and Changsun Wugou looked solemn, obviously they thought more about the two brothers and sisters, and had a better understanding of the seriousness of the matter;
As for Li Shimin... the expression on his face changed several times, and it took a long time before he sighed: "That is my brother after all, and if there is really a mutiny, where is the emperor father, and the world, what should this king do?" How to explain?"

"Father, please listen to your son."

"You said."

"Although the prince is your brother, when he poisoned the wine you drink, the brotherhood has ceased to exist."

"As for the emperor, you can let him follow the example of Yao and Shun, and give up the Zen position to the virtuous, so that he can leave a good name in history. Father, can't you see that the emperor has lost his aggressiveness now. "

"But... this king doesn't want to be called a traitor by the people."

"Father, public opinion can be controlled and coerced." Li Wenbin said loudly, "Besides, even if the emperor passes on the throne to you, won't the people make irresponsible remarks if you succeed to the throne dignifiedly?"

"When the time comes, there will be an edict to pass the throne as evidence, what else can the people say?"

My stupid father, Li Wenbin shook his head: "If this kind of thing is left to the son, the son has at least dozens of ways to muddy the water."

"Don't talk about anything else, let's spread a rumor. For example, the edict of passing on the throne originally stated that the first prince was going to be the first prince, and then it was changed to be the second prince. How credible do you think it is?"

"Absurd, it's simply absurd." Li Shimin almost died of anger, "Anyone with a little bit of common sense would not believe this lie."

"You are right. Anyone with a little common sense will understand this truth. But...the common people don't know."

"My son once heard a joke. Two farmers chatted among the fields. They thought that the emperor must eat with a golden rice bowl, and he also used a golden hoe when farming."

Although it was a joke, the meaning couldn't be more clear, and Li Shimin couldn't help being silent when he heard the words.

"Father, don't hesitate anymore. The people are always concerned about whether they can fill their stomachs and the harvest in the field. They will support whoever can feed them."

"Father, you must know that history is written by the victors."

Cheng Yaojin yelled: "Well said, my lord, you really should have made up your mind earlier. The sons and daughters of Tiance's mansion are about to lose their patience."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Qin Qiong and the others to kneel down together, Changsun Wuji hesitated for a moment, then also knelt down: "I hope the prince will make up his mind early."

Seeing this, the eldest grandson Wugou said softly: "My lord, my concubine thinks that Zhijie and they are all sincere."

Li Shimin closed his eyes, took deep breaths, and opened his eyes slowly after a while: "Since you all think that I, Li Shimin, can bear this burden, then I will not refuse."

"Cheng Zhijie, Niu Jinda, and Yuchi respectfully listen to the order. The king ordered you to return to the army now and prepare the army. If you slack off, you will not be forgiven lightly."

"Here."

"Changsun Wuji, this king ordered you to coordinate the amount of money and food in Tiance Mansion, and report immediately if there is any shortage."

"Here."

Li Shimin conquered almost the entire territory of the Tang Dynasty. Once he made up his mind, he didn't hesitate anymore, and he arranged things in an orderly manner in a short while.

After Changsun Wuji and the others left the study, Li Shimin said to Changsun Wugou:
"Princess, you have to work harder these days to manage the affairs of the house."

"Don't worry, my lord, my concubine will not let you be hindered by trivial matters."

Patting his eldest grandson Wugou's little hand in relief, Li Shimin's heart felt so hot that he almost wanted to do something he loved with his beloved wife.

But fortunately, he still remembered that Li Wenbin was thrown in the room, and coughed lightly: "Wenbin, thanks to you this time. You and my father and son don't need to say too much."

"As long as the father can win the throne, the son is willing to be smashed to pieces. But the son still wants to contribute to the great cause of the father."

"Oh? What do you want to do?"