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

The person who came to read out the edict of the Zen position was Zhongshu Sheren, and with him were Pei Ji, Duke of Wei, and Duke Ying, warrior Xun.

At this time, the tables, incense candles and other things were ready, and Li Shimin brought all the important officials and generals of Tiance Mansion, as well as the people in the palace, to kneel down and accept the order.

In the queue of the palace, the eldest son Li Chengqian knelt in the first place, the eldest grandson Wugou was in the second place, and the third place was Li Wenbin.

Zhongshusheren slowly unrolled a roll of yellow silk, and began to read the imperial edict in a high-pitched and thin voice:
"The five virtues are reformed, the sun and the moon are iterated, Simu Li and Shu are sages..."

At the beginning, it was a long and eloquent article. Li Wenbin was drowsy after listening to it, and it took him a long time to recite the internal servant order before he read the meat part.

"Now I will imitate the sages, abdicate from the other palace, and respect Zen to the prince and the people."

"The ninth year of Wude, the third day of the seventh month."

"Prince, accept the order."

The people of Zhongshushe wanted to hand over the edict to Li Shimin with a happy face—he was just waiting for this step to be completed, and then immediately fell to his knees and shouted long live.

But behind him, Pei Ji and the samurai Xun were in the presence of old gods, and they were completely indifferent.

It's not that these two are so loyal to Li Yuan, it's really... not yet ready!

Sure enough, Li Shimin took a few steps back on his knees, and knocked his head on the ground: "Please give back to my father, my son is not talented, and I am afraid that I will not be able to take on this important task. I dare not obey the imperial edict, so I ask my father to take back my order. "

Li Wenbin curled his lips as he watched from the sidelines, is he still playing the trick of giving way three times?
Don't look at Li Shimin's desire to ascend the throne on the spot now, but the tradition handed down from ancient times forced him to make such a gesture.

This Zhongshusheren was also ignorant, and he didn't know which aristocratic family recommended him. He was full of joy and waited for another day, but when Li Shimin came, he was a little at a loss.

"His Royal Highness, this is His Majesty's edict. If you don't accept it, how should I go back and explain it?"

If it wasn't in front of so many people, Li Shimin would have cried: I'm more anxious than you, but the rules are like this, what can I do?
A sensible person would never ask such a question, but facing such a Zhongshu Sheren, the dignified prince has no choice.

In the end, it was Pei Ji who relieved the siege, and stepped forward to pull the sleeves of Lazhong Shusheren: "Since His Royal Highness said so, then I will report the truth to His Majesty."

"But……"

"But what? If His Majesty really blames it, then the old man will bear it."

"Here."

Although Zhong Shusheren is Li Yuan's secretary-general, he dare not say anything to a veteran of the two dynasties like Pei Ji.

When he was far away, Pei Ji helped Li Shimin up: "His Royal Highness, you still have to understand His Majesty's painstaking efforts."

"Duke Wei, don't worry, the people of the world will save it."

After saluting, Pei Ji and the warrior Xun left.

But what made Li Wenbin feel very disturbed was that the old warrior Jun gave him a very weird smile before leaving.

What does he mean by this? Could it be that he wants to know that his father, Li Shimin, is about to become the emperor, to please me, and to worship me?
No, how old are you, how old am I?

If I worshiped you as a brother, wouldn't my seniority be messed up?

Li Wenbin was thinking about it when Li Chengqian happened to walk by him, raised his head and asked his eldest grandson Wugou cutely: "Aniang, why didn't the father refuse to obey the imperial edict? How nice and majestic it is to be the emperor? Whoever wants to beheaded can do it." Cut off someone's head."

"No nonsense."

Hearing Li Chengqian's words, Li Wenbin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Bold King Yidu, how dare you laugh at me? When my father ascends the throne, this son will be the crown prince, and I will be the first one to chop off your head! Ben... ouch!"

Before Li Chengqian could finish his sentence, he was slapped on the head by Changsun Wugou: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, you will be punished by copying the Three Character Classic a thousand times!"

The current Li Chengqian is only seven or eight years old, and what he fears most in his life is copying books.

The last time I saw my fourth brother Li Tai being fined to copy the Three Character Classic a hundred times, it took three days, and Li Chengqian was still gloating over his misfortune. He didn't expect that it would be his turn to be unlucky so soon—and it was ten times more. Thousand times.

Being so frightened by his mother, Li Chengqian didn't dare to speak immediately, but just stared at Li Wenbin angrily.

Li Wenbin laughed in his heart: If I can scare you, a brat, then time travel will be in vain.

After Li Shimin rejected the edict of the Zen position, he seemed to be fine and was still dealing with court affairs in his study.

Li Wenbin looked at it and admired it very much. Among other things, this concentration is enough for him to learn for ten or eight years.

Just as he was envious, someone came to report that Ruyue was looking for him everywhere.

Not knowing what happened, Li Wenbin rushed back to the small courtyard where he lived:

"Ah Kisaragi, why are you looking for me in such a hurry? Is it because you know the taste of the marrow and want to...cough cough cough!"

Li Wenbin had only spoken halfway before he couldn't continue, because he had already seen his eldest grandson Wugou sitting in the yard drinking tea soup, and Qiuxiang was waiting on him.

Moreover, boxes of copper coins have been piled up on the ground.

As for Kisaragi... now she is about to retract her head into her cavity.

Knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Li Wenbin yelled: "I've seen my mother, but I don't know what's the matter with my mother looking for her son?"

"Why, you have won tens of thousands of dollars, and you are a rich man. If you have nothing to do, you can't come to me?"

"What did the mother say? Isn't the son's money also the father's and your money?"

"Hehe, I don't dare to be my princess. This time you have wiped out all the important ministers of Tiance Mansion, so I will ask you, who are you going to lie to next time, my princess?"

"Mother, my son was wronged. How can this be a lie?" Li Wenbin called out to Tianqu, "It's obviously a bet, so how can it be called a lie? It's clear that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

"Besides, it's a helpless act for my son to do this. Those disabled soldiers and their families are waiting to be fed. My son can't really break his promise and become fat, otherwise he will embarrass his father and you."

"Really, Wen Bin, you are so filial and considerate for the prince and me. Well, it's really difficult for you."

"Mom, what do you think?"

"My son has won a total of [-] guan, and my son donated [-] guan. How about asking my mother to help my son get the people of my Tang Dynasty?".

The eldest grandson Wugou's smile remained unchanged: "Wen Bin, who do you think I am, why would I care about those dumb things?"

"Mother, your brilliance is like the sun, moon and stars, which can not only illuminate the land of China, but also make your son know where he is going.

"So the son decided to take out [-] guan, just to show his mother's face."