Xue Dingcheng returned to the general's mansion, the servants brought the food, and he passed the deacon in the mansion and ordered: "Early tomorrow morning, Prince Yu will come to the mansion, you have good wine and good food, and then go to find some singers to help the fun, there must be no mistakes!"

"Don't worry, general, I'm going to do ......it," the deacon saluted, and went out.

Xue Dingcheng was drinking, while thinking about why Zhuo Shengyu wanted to find his son, what was the purpose, Tiancang Palace never put himself in his eyes, although Zhuo Shengyu was young, but he could be sent to Xiangyang, his martial arts must be very strong, not to mention that he wanted to kill Xue Wangquan, even if he wanted to kill Xue Dingcheng, he didn't need to do it himself, but Zhuo Shengyan came to Xiangyang for several months and never went to the General's Mansion, what did Zhuo Shengyu do when he went to the General's Mansion?

He shouted to the maid pouring wine next to him, "Go and call Quan'er for me!"

The maid ran to call Xue Wangquan, Xue Wangquan held the eagle's slingshot in his hand, and said unhappily: "Father is summoning something, the child is busy!"

Xue Dingcheng slapped the table and scolded: "You are a rebel, you are idle all day long, causing trouble everywhere, this time you have made a big disaster!" Xue Dingcheng has never been angry with this precious son, but this time is different, he is worried that something will happen to Xue Wangquan, he doesn't dare to think about the scene of his white-haired person sending black-haired people, after all, Tiancang Palace has always killed people without blinking, don't look at Zhuo Shengyu's smile, who knows if it is a smiling tiger.

Xue Wangquan said with a hippie smile: "Where did the disaster come from, isn't it just a little beggar? ”

Xue Dingcheng blew his beard angrily and glared: "Where did a little beggar come out again! Did you bring back a person who was not careful?"

"Oh, the child hasn't found anyone to learn martial arts for too long, and today I met a little beggar with a little ability, so I brought it back, and after two days, when he was well-healed, I would compete with him..."

Xue Dingcheng angrily slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, Xue Wangquan was also stupid, he had never seen his father get so angry when he was so big, so he changed his flattering face: "Father is not angry, just a little beggar, and when the child finishes the competition with him, he will be sent ......away."

Xue Dingcheng pointed at Xue Wangquan and scolded: "I don't know what to say! You have learned a little kung fu by yourself all day long, and you are looking for people to compete everywhere, and now you have made trouble!"

"What's not a disaster, don't worry, father, I can still lose to that little beggar!" Xue Wangquan still fiddled with the slingshot in his hand with an inconsequential look, he took out a stone from his arms, pulled the slingshot and shot it at the candlestick in the hall, but it didn't hit the candlestick, but hit a god statue, shook his head and said to himself: "I have to practice again, otherwise I may really lose to that little beggar......

Xue Dingcheng slapped him in the face angrily: "Rebel, you are about to die, and you are completely ignorant." After the beating, his hands kept shaking, and his whole body trembled in distress, he felt more sorry for this precious son than anyone else.

Xue Wangquan covered his face and glared at Xue Dingcheng and shouted, "What did the father do to beat the child for no reason!"

"It's long overdue to teach you a lesson, a rebel son! Today, as a father, I will teach you a good lesson!" Xue Dingcheng raised his hand and prepared to smoke Xue Wangquan again.

Xue Wang's whole body dodged and said, "If my father doesn't tell me why, I'll fight again...... If you hit me again, I'll fight back!"

"You still dare to fight back! Do you want to turn against the sky! Bring some random people back all day long, making the general's mansion smoky, do you say you should fight!" Xue Dingcheng roared and finished speaking, sat on the chair, panting with anger, he knew that Xue Wangquan was competitive, so it was impossible to tell him that Zhuo Shengyu would come to his house tomorrow to compete with him, otherwise this rebel would have gotten up early in the morning, looking forward to Zhuo Shengyu coming to find him at the door, Jiang Jing's proud martial arts were so strong that he lost Xiangyang, and even the senior disciples of Xuanning Daoist had no chance of winning, not to mention his reckless son, although Xue Wangquan had some talent in martial arts, but compared with Jiang Jing's arrogance back then, it was simply a heaven and an underground.

Xue Dingcheng thought of a lot of ways on the way back, and thought about hiding him, but he was afraid that he would not be able to lock up this rebel, and there were only two ways to think about it, one was to beat his son by himself, Zhuo Shengyu would not look for him to compete again, but he was reluctant to start, Fang Cai just slapped his whole body trembling in distress, not to mention that he wanted to cripple his baby son, so the remaining way was to drive him out of the house, just by bringing back a little beggar, take the opportunity to drive him out of the door, and wait for Zhuo Shengyu to come to accompany him, and the matter should be over。

Xue Wangquan said with an aggrieved look: "It's just a little beggar, just coax him away in two days, and my father can't beat the child!"

"I'll drive him away now, if you have to be with that little beggar, you can get out of me too!" Xue Dingcheng knew that he had finally found a person to compete with, and he would definitely choose to go with the little beggar, now the entire Xiangyang City is only allowed to enter and not to go out, except for himself and the people of Tiancang Palace, no one can go out of the city, since he can't get out of the city gate, then he can only wander in Xiangyang City, and no one on his own territory dares to embarrass him, wherever he goes.

"Let's go, hum!" Xue Wangquan didn't even look at Xue Dingcheng, and ran to the guest room where Ying'er lived.

Ying'er was running in the bath, Xue Wangquan pushed the door and ran in, and dragged Ying'er up, but the water droplets on Ying'er were too slippery, and he slipped into the bucket again, "Let's go, follow me to the Tulip Building to drink!"

Ying'er wiped a handful of water droplets on his face: "The master is too full to eat, don't go!"

"If you don't go, you have to go, my father saw me bring a little beggar back, dare me to leave the house, go quickly!" Xue Wangquan looked nonchalant: "Hurry up, let's go, just go out to play for a few days, and when my father is angry, I'll be fine when I come back." “”