Daqin: the List of Gods is Now in the World, and I Can't Help Being Exposed.

After all, Wang Xuan was not young anymore.

So Wang Ben suppressed the anger in his heart, nodded and said: "What do you say to clean up, it's just a mutual exchange of ideas."

"Besides, you are my son, Wang Ben. You have been educated and influenced by me on weekdays, and you have the literary talent and physique you have today. You must not be proud, and you must remember to be humble and courteous."

"Father, don't worry, I'm sure I won't be proud."

Wang Xuan patted his chest and assured.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized something, and asked in a low voice: "Daddy, you don't mean to let me give Miss Ziyan to you, do you?"

"Pfft!"

The lieutenant next to him, Pan Yang, couldn't help laughing.

Wang Ben's face was completely darkened.

"Anger +150."

Exhale, inhale.

Wang Ben said silently: "Hold it, I want to hold it back, I will break this bastard's leg when I go back."

After finally suppressing the small universe that was about to explode, Wang Ben said with a sullen face: "Nizi, come home with me, if you don't learn well at a young age, and miss this dusty place, what future can you have?"

"Aren't you here too?"

"Anger +66."

"I came here to find you, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Okay, okay." Wang Xuan nodded: "Just treat it as if you came to me! But father, as a son, I still want to persuade you. As a general, you should not come to this kind of place in the future. After all, women It will affect the speed at which you draw your sword. But it is different for me, I don’t use a sword.”

"To shut up!"

Wang Ben really wanted to slap this traitor to death.

He grabbed Wang Xuan's arm and walked out, he didn't want to stay here any longer, it was too much suffering.

Wang Ben came, Wang Xuan knew that Miss Ziyan would not be able to play today, but the days to come are long and there are plenty of days.

But when Wang Ben was about to pull him to the door, Wang Xuan suddenly remembered something, broke free from Wang Ben's hand and ran back, handing a piece of silk cloth to Zhou Ziyan.

"Miss Ziyan, this is a poem I wrote especially for you."

After speaking, he obediently followed Wang Ben and left.

"I didn't expect that Prince Wang would be so affectionate to me. It's a pity that I misunderstood him before."

Zhou Ziyan looked at the silk cloth in his hand, and his heart was full of emotion.

"This is the second poem that Prince Wang wrote to himself."

"He was obviously coerced by his father, but he still didn't forget to run back and give it to himself. It's really affectionate."

As he spoke, he wiped away tears of emotion, and then opened the silk cloth in his hand.

Many guests below also stretched their necks, wanting to know what kind of poem Wang Xuan wrote again.

The two poems written by Wang Xuan today are undoubtedly rare masterpieces.

This made them all a little curious.

Zhou Ziyan is also full of expectations.

It's just that when the silk cloth was opened, the smile on his face disappeared bit by bit.

"Sunshine censer emits purple smoke, watching waterfalls hanging from Qianchuan in the distance."

"Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen nine days."

At first glance, it is a poem about scenery, with beautiful sentences and profound artistic conception.

Even compared with the previous two songs, it is not much better.

However, when Zhou Ziyan combined with Wang Xuan's words in front of him, the jade-like palm immediately held it tightly, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"Wang Xuan, you are going too far!"

"Anger +299."

Wang Xuan, who was walking halfway, saw the change of anger, and immediately knew that Zhou Ziyan might have seen that poem.

But he didn't expect that the anger point would be so high.

Completely crushing Papa and Little Turtle.

"It's scary. As expected, women are the most vengeful animals."

……

"Your Majesty!"

Inside the Wang family study.

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Ben said angrily.

"Why?"

Wang Xuan straightened his neck and said: "If you ask me to kneel, I will kneel, then I will lose face."

The pumpkin next to him couldn't help but feel weak in his legs.

"Young master is a bit tough!"

"Anger +99."

Wang Ben was about to be so angry that his hair stood on end, he slapped the table.

The table made of solid wood was instantly torn apart and scattered all over the floor.

"Nizi, say it again!"

Wang Ben's eyes like copper bells stared, sharp as knives.

Wang Xuan couldn't help rolling his throat a few times, the strength of this cheap old man was a bit scary, and he seemed to be unable to compete at all.

"Father, that..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Ben.

"Don't call me daddy, I don't have a son like you."

"That... big brother, if you have something to say, don't get angry."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the room froze.

"Anger +899."

"Damn it! This rage is about to explode on the spot!"

Wang Xuan was taken aback.

Such a burst of anger made him deeply aware of how dangerous his current situation was.

Without waiting for Wang Ben to react, he threw off his legs and ran outside.

Just kidding, anger is precious, and life is more expensive.

With the strength of a horse, Wang Xuan's explosive power is still astonishing.

The speed was so fast that it disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

"This pervert!"

Wang Ben's originally raised palm was finally put down angrily.

It took about a long time before the anger subsided.

"This child is stubborn by nature. I have been working in Wangcheng, and I can't completely blame him for my lack of discipline."

As he spoke, he looked at the lieutenant next to him.

"Panyang, anyway, we still have to stay in Fuping for a while, why don't you teach him for a few days for me."

Pan Yang nodded: "Since the general ordered, then the subordinates will naturally obey."

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Chapter 10 Rebellion, Rebellion

Wang Xuan returned to his small courtyard and clicked on the system panel.

Host: Wang Xuan.

Physique: The strength of a horse.

Infuriating: None.

Martial arts: None.

Rage value: 1752.

Wang Xuan originally thought that the strength of a horse was already very powerful, but it seemed that compared with that cheap old man, there was still a big gap.

"Keep adding points!"

Wang Xuan's heart froze, and he focused all his points on his physique.

Finally, after consuming more than 700 points, the anger column has changed, becoming the power of two horses.

That feeling full of power came out of Wang Xuan's body again.

Through these few times of adding points, Wang Xuan also probably knew that every time his body was upgraded to a new stage, the anger value that needs to be consumed would increase by several hundred points.

Looking at the empty anger value in the system panel, Wang Xuan sighed.

Need more rage points.

Wang Xuan raised his head, and a maid who just happened to pass by the gate of the courtyard suddenly had an idea in his mind, and shouted: "You, come here."

The maid immediately walked over with her head down.

Wang Xuan put on a frivolous look, and lifted the maid's chin: "Come on, give me a smile."