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

At this time, the eldest grandson Wugou's voice was soft, as if he was treating his own sick child: "Without you, we might not be able to defend the Xuanwu Gate. If that is the case, we don't know what the consequences of the Xuanwu Gate's change will be." kind of."

Li Wenbin smiled and said: "Mom, what you said is talking outside the box. For the great cause of the father, so many soldiers are fighting with their lives. Even you are fighting bloody battles at the top of the city. How can your son be alone?"

"Speaking of which, mother, you looked so majestic at that time, so many people didn't even dare to approach you."

Li Wenbin wasn't flattering. At that time, Changsun Wugou was wearing soft armor and holding a long sword, killing all directions, sharing a lot of pressure for his side.

If it wasn't like this, even if Li Wenbin fought again, he might not be able to withstand the onslaught of Prince Liu Rate and the guards of the Qi Palace.

Patting him on the shoulder, Changsun Wugou signaled Li Wenbin to stop bragging: "By the way, I heard that you promised everyone present that if they die in battle, they will support their families, and if they are disabled, you will also let them live for the rest of their lives." Is it true that there is food to eat and a house to live in in Chang'an City?"

"Yes, mother." Li Wenbin said sternly, "The son had no choice but to promise such a favor. I hope the king and mother will not be offended."

"That's not true. Who do you think we are? We still understand the truth that there must be brave men under great rewards, but..."

Seeing the embarrassment on eldest grandson Wugou's face, Li Wenbin's heart skipped a beat: "Mother, you won't let your son renege on his promise and get fat, right? If that's the case, then his son will really die."

Although I don't know what "community death" means, but I can guess some, Changsun Wugou shook his head: "It's not that I want to break my promise, everything else is easy to handle, but it's a big deal to build such a large residential area in Chang'an City." It's a little difficult."

This is a truth, the 24 squares in Chang'an City have long been crowded to the brim - of course, if you insist on squeezing out a piece of land, it is not impossible, but they are all extremely remote places.

Li Wenbin has already made preparations: "Mother, this son has already thought about it properly, as long as the father can grant the son a large enough land. The rest will be resolved by the son himself. What do you think?"

"How about you discuss it with your father and give Anshanfang to your son?"

"Wen Bin, you have to think about it clearly. There were 300 soldiers guarding the Xuanwu Gate this time, 150 of whom were killed and 78 disabled. Including their families, where did you get such a large sum of money?"

"How about this, don't be in a hurry, take good care of the disabled soldiers first, and send the families of the dead soldiers to various farms outside the city for temporary resettlement, and deal with it after your father ascends the throne. What do you think? "

"Mother is worrying too much, not to mention whether the funds are sufficient, why do you think that building a house will lose money?"

"As long as there is an initial capital of [-] guan, the son promises to handle this matter properly, and will never let father and mother worry about this matter."

"Wen Bin, don't be brave. Although there are only 300 sergeants, if you include family members, there may be no fewer than 2000. How can you raise such a large sum of money?"

"Besides, even if the entire Anshanfang and the adjacent Dayefang are given to you, there are countless things involved. Are you sure you can handle it properly?"

"I don't care about the money, I'm just afraid that you will ruin your reputation."

Seeing that the eldest grandson Wugou still wanted to say something, Li Wenbin said sternly: "Mother, you can't stand without trust. If you can't fulfill your promise in time, it will be bad for your father's reputation."

"Hey, you child, just like your father, is certain that even nine cows can't be brought back. Forget it, I'll go discuss it with your father."

"Thank you mother."

"Well, take a good rest."

Li Wenbin could finally rest and recuperate his body this time. Fortunately, he was young and strong, and what he suffered was only a skin trauma, and he was almost healed in a few days.

It's just that the criss-cross scars on his back couldn't go away no matter what, and Ruyue wiped tears when she saw them.

The person involved didn't care at all, Li Wenbin comforted Ruyue and said that these scars are men's medals, and the eldest son of the world-renowned King Qin can't grow into a little boy with thin skin and tender flesh, that would be ridiculed.

The eldest grandson Wugou would come to visit every morning, noon and evening, and Li Shimin also came to visit Li Wenbin every now and then.

And Li Wenbin knew what he should do at this time, he didn't mention a word to himself, he just pushed all the credit to his sergeants.

Don't take credit for being arrogant, so you can live a long life——Li Shimin, a person with a strong desire to show off, are you going to steal the limelight from him?

Although the consequence of doing so would not be to be pushed down to Caishikou and beheaded, at least it is possible to lose the king's heart.

In the past few days, King Qin's subordinates in the capital had come to visit Li Wenbin one by one. No matter which one met him, they all praised him loudly, praising Li Wenbin for his fatherly style and extraordinary bravery.

However, after hearing these praises, Li Wenbin always felt that something was wrong. Until the visit of the newly promoted General of the Left Guard Hou Junji, he finally got over it.

As soon as Hou Junji met Li Wenbin, he flattered him as if he didn't want money. He praised him as Li Shimin's second, and even said he wanted to have a relationship with him.

"Haha, so-and-so was able to meet King Yidu today. He really is a hero born a young man. Just like His Royal Highness back then, he is young and promising. Admiration, admiration!"

"There is a daughter, although she is only 12 years old, she is beautiful and virtuous, and if she does not dislike her, she is willing to marry the King of Yidu."

"A few days ago, I heard that the king of Yidu wanted to find a place for the casualties to live and die, and that he was willing to give up his family and property to help. I don't know what the king of Yidu wants?"

After Hou Junji said this, Li Wenbin finally came to his senses: He was going to push himself to fight for the crown prince—that is, the future crown prince.

During the Warring States period, Lu Buwei used Qin's proton as a commodity, thinking that it was a rare commodity to live in. Now Hou Junji thinks the same way, and has already put it into action.

Thinking of the consequences of Hou Junji's inciting his son-in-law Li Chengqian to rebel against him in history, and finally being executed, Li Wenbin shuddered involuntarily.

No, I can't fall into this situation, but this Hou Junji will be playing for many years, if I reject him directly, it would be too offensive.

So what can we do to come up with a reasonable method, not to offend Hou Junji, but also to politely reject his offer of refuge?
In the blink of an eye, Li Wenbin already had an idea.