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

The sun had just risen, and Li Wenbin's yard was full of sleeping people.

Li Shimin fell asleep leaning against a pillar with a wine jar in his arms; Changsun Wugou's official uniform went to nowhere, he was only wearing a small jacket, and most of the civil officials such as Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were like this.

But their appearance is already considered pretty good, those generals headed by Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong are sleeping even worse at this moment.

When Li Wenbin came to the small courtyard with his horseshoeed horse, he almost thought he had come to the big bird bar.

He hurriedly ordered his servants to clean up the mess on the ground, and asked them to bring hangover soup and pour it down for everyone.

After sneezing several times in a row, Li Shimin finally regained his senses—he had only a few days to be the prince, and he probably wanted to take advantage of this time to have a final madness similar to a bachelor party.

After all, he has the blood of a barbarian in his body, so it is understandable for him to let loose.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Li Shimin saw Li Wenbin standing in front of him with a happy face: "Father, my son greets you."

"Oh, Wen Bin, why are you here?" Frowning between his brows, Li Shimin felt a splitting headache.

This burning knife is good, but the stamina is too strong, and the headache the next day is so painful that people can't live without it.

"Father, my son has already solved the problem of the wear and tear of the horse's hooves, and I am here to return."

"Oh? It's only been a day, and you've already done it?"

"Father is worried about state affairs and often can't sleep at night. Naturally, my son has to learn from you, father."

Li Shimin knew that the more humble his son was, the more proud he felt. Looking at Li Wenbin's appearance, it was obvious that he had already won, and he was just waiting to roll and cheer on the tens of thousands of coins.

One after another, other people also woke up, and when they heard Li Wenbin say that the problem of the wear and tear of the horse's hooves had been solved, they all gathered around.

Fang Xuanling placed a bet of [-] yuan, and he was very concerned about this matter: "Little prince, have you really solved the problem?"

"Uncle Fang, please take a look."

Li Wenbin pointed to the horse beside him and said: "This is a horse with a horseshoe on it. From now on, you don't have to worry about the horniness of the horse's hoof being worn out."

Lift the horse's leg and show it to everyone: "This is the horseshoe that my nephew said, it can protect the horseshoe from wear and tear. If there is a problem with the horseshoe, just replace it. A thing made of iron bars costs three Ten coins are useless."

Qin Qiong came over and looked at it carefully.

The edge of the horseshoe is often contoured, and it protrudes along with the spikes to give the horseshoe a firm grip on the ground.

"Little prince, what is the function of this curved place?"

What Qin Qiong was talking about was the unfixed ends of the horseshoe. Li Wenbin smiled and said, "Uncle Qin, this is for anti-skid, so that the horse can grip the ground better."

Fang Xuanling was still a little unwilling to give up: "It is still unknown whether such a thing can protect the horse's hoof."

Li Wenbin smiled and said nothing, Qin Qiong said to Li Shimin: "Prince, I think this horseshoe is definitely useful. I have been fighting abroad for decades, so I can guarantee it."

"You can order someone to ride this horse for a while to see what the actual effect is."

This horseshoe is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. I don’t know how much money it will save the court in the future. Li Shimin nodded happily when he heard this, and then summoned a knight from the palace and ordered him to ride this horse in Chang’an. Run outside the city.

Li Wenbin also specifically asked the knights to run more on places with bad road conditions. Only by constantly discovering problems can they be solved.

The knight went to take orders, but Li Wenbin felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. Looking back, he saw that all the important officials and generals were looking at him with strange eyes.

Li Wenbin was taken aback: "Uncles and uncles, is there something wrong with my nephew?"

Qin Qiong said with a smile: "My lord, it's not that what you did was wrong, but what you did was too right. A character like you is so wise and close to a monster. I can only think of the existence of one person."

"Who is that person?"

"Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, Zhuge Liang, Marquis of Zhongwu."

"That's right, that's right, the old man thinks so too."

"Little prince, are you the reincarnation of Marquis Zhuge Wu?"

"In the past Zhuge Wuhou had wooden cows and horses, and today the young prince also has countless novelty gadgets. It is indeed a bit similar."

Li Wenbin's eyes rolled: "Uncle Qin, you are really disrespecting my nephew. What kind of character is Zhuge Wuhou? How can my nephew compare with him? Except for his loyalty to his father, my nephew can't keep up even if he flatters him." of."

"Hahaha!"

As soon as Li Wenbin's words came out, there was a burst of laughter, and even Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui couldn't help nodding their heads.

Everyone knows Zhuge Liang's loyalty. Li Wenbin said this to show his loyalty to Li Shimin, and on the other hand, he compared him to Liu Bei.

At that time, the evaluation of Emperor Han Zhaolie was not as multi-polar as it is today. Liu Bei's insight into people, his generous treatment of his subjects, and his love for the people were all highly praised.

There are many people in modern times who say that Liu Bei is hypocritical, but if a person can be hypocritical for a lifetime, it is also true-not to mention that in the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei is the only monarch who has no record of massacres.

Sure enough, Li Shimin also smiled when he heard his son comparing himself to Liu Bei, and was very happy in his heart.

The group was talking and laughing like this, mixed with the loud voices of Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong from time to time, and finally waited until the horseshoeed horse returned.

Wen Daya carefully checked the horse's hooves, and asked the knight if he had ever run on bad roads. After getting an affirmative answer, the minister of the Ministry of Industry fell silent.

"That's all, that's all. The old man admits it, King Yidu, I promise you the bet and I will send it to you later."

Although Fang Xuanling was very unconvinced at the beginning, but after all, he is a famous official of a generation, and he is willing to admit defeat: "The same is true for this old man."

Other people who had bet on Li Wenbin's loss also conceded in succession, but there was no look of frustration on their faces.

Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly: "My old Cheng has known for a long time that the little prince will definitely do it if he says it can be done. I will order someone to bring the five thousand coins tomorrow."

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng."

Li Wenbin said respectfully, as if he had forgotten the one who yelled the most among those who Cheng Yaojin didn't believe.

While everyone was talking, a servant came to report: the palace has an order, please change your clothes quickly and go to receive the order.

Li Wenbin knew right away that this was the arrival of Li Yuan's Zen Edict.