Near midnight, the sky is drizzling.

The large awning above the heads of several vendors who were out of the night stalls were rustling by the raindrops. Each small square table was supported by a simple oil paper shed, barely shelter for diners to keep out the wind and rain, and was also rust by the raindrops.

Wu Tie was standing in the rainy field, his burlap gown was soaked by raindrops.

His face was very haggard, his face was pale, and he looked like he was invading his body with a cold air, and he was about to get sick.

Several minor officials subconsciously glanced at Wu Tie. Xiao Fang, who was drunk, smiled and slapped his chest: "What do you say? What is the matter of a bowl of wine? This brother, just sit down, go together, and go together."

The little official with a curly beard grabbed Wu Tie's arm and pressed him on the bench where he was.

The fair-faced official asked for a pair of bowls and chopsticks from the vendor and filled Wu Tie with a bowl of strong wine.

Several minor officials generously picked up the wine bowl, touched Wu Tie, and then poured it down with big mouthfuls.

Wu Tie smiled and ate meat and drank wine, and started talking nonsense with these little officials.

The wine is not a good wine, but the dishes are very good.

The taste of Fufeng Shen Dynasty is lighter than that of Wu Kingdom and the previous Sui Dynasty. Including those side dishes such as pork head meat and braised large intestines, the soup and braised herbs are mostly seasoned with herbs, which is not as thick as the dishes of Wu Kingdom.

Wu Tie ate a few slices of pork head meat, a piece of braised intestine, and then chewed a few chicken claws, duck heads, etc. It felt good and had a unique flavor, so he couldn't help but nod.

This young clerk is called Fang Juncai.

That fair middle-aged man is called Tang Buyun.

The bearded man was named Li Feiyang.

There are also two minor officials, one surnamed Tie and the other surnamed Yang. They are more reserved and more careful. With the presence of Wu Tie, an outsider, their words become much less. They just smile and drink and eat meat, and listen quietly.

"Don't you believe it? You still don't believe it? At this point, my little side lies, is it interesting?"

Xiao Fang was a little drunk, his tongue was a little big, and he started talking nonsense: "I told several brothers that I am really the son of Master Liu... This is what our mother told us before she died. Can we make a mistake?"

"It's a pity that our mother is from a low-class family. Master Liu is a fearful person. Our mother was driven out."

Shaking his head, Xiao Fang suddenly sneered and said, "But, speaking of it, our Shanfeng City is really evil. The masters, lords, generals, and masters are all afraid of their wives!"

Several minor officials did not take Xiao Fang's claim that he was the so-called Master Liu's own son seriously, but they all laughed mysteriously at Xiao Fang's joke.

I counted the fingers and it seemed like this was true.

Starting from the lord of Shanfeng City, the group of civil and military officials in Shanfeng City are rarely afraid of their wives from top to bottom.

Even...

"Even, Prince Le, who is now in charge of Shanfeng City, is also afraid of his wife." Li Feiyang, with a beard on his face, lowered his voice and smiled sneakily: "Isn't the old-fashioned brother of our neighbor Aunt Li's third nephew, who is fighting at Prince Le's head?"

"I heard that Prince Le was once beaten from the three doors to the gate by his princess with a stick."

"Tsk tsk... It was said that Princess Le, a stick in her hand, like a dragon going out to sea, with extraordinary momentum."

"Prince Le, a half-step powerful man, was beaten to the point of being bruised and swollen. He didn't dare to come out to see people for two or three days... Tsk, this is not a problem with our Shanfeng City. Why do the men in our Fufeng Divine Dynasty look like this?"

Several officials sighed, and then they began to persuade Xiao Fang, saying that being single is also good, and it would be better to not get married.

If you don’t get married, you can find a mother who is a dream and indulge in joy at will.

But it's getting married... Haha, what if I find someone who is more fierce and tough than Princess Le, wouldn't I be beaten every day?

Look at the city lord of Shanfeng City. The grape trellis in his backyard must be poured at least five or six times every year. Tsk tsk, is it very honorable to come out to meet people with blood marks on his face? Is it very respectful?

Xiao Fang held the wine bowl and hesitated without saying a word.

"Men are afraid of their wives, sometimes it is a good thing." Wu Tie chuckled, squinted his eyes and said softly: "This proves that at least you love your wife very much, you will be afraid of him."

"Otherwise, whether it is Fufeng Divine Dynasty, other places, this official position, military power, etc., is all in charge of men. In terms of cultivation, powerful cultivators are mostly men... If they don't love his wife, how could they be afraid of her?"

"A man, especially a man in a high position, is a good thing to be afraid of his wife."

"As long as you have awe in your heart, even if you are afraid of your wife? When you encounter something, you will always think more and think more. In this way, you can avoid a lot of trouble and avoid the disaster of death. This is a good thing."

Wu Tie picked up a bitter liver on his chopsticks and preached to Xiao Fang and others seriously.

"It seems that this is the reason." Xiao Fang and a few nodded thoughtfully, and Li Feiyang stared at Wu Tie with wide eyes: "This brother, haven't asked you about your surname and name yet. Tsk, judging from your knowledge, you should be from a good background. But have you been suffering from a demon in your clothes and outfit?"

Wu Tie smiled slightly, took out the bronze medal when he entered the city from his sleeve, and gently placed it on the square table.

"Yes, because of those demons, I came to Shanfeng City."

Pointing to the bronze medal on the table, Wu Tie smiled indifferently: "Regularly speaking, I should be in the refugee camp in the north of the city, but the steamed buns were not enough, so I came out and asked a few adults to fight Qiufeng."

Several minor officials looked at each other and looked at the bronze medal that Wu Tie placed on the table.

Xiao Fang laughed: "Ha, Brother Wu Tie, you are a restless person. However, it's not a big deal. So the refugee camp is not allowed to enter or leave, and it is also the devil's boys who are making trouble in the city."

Li Feiyang looked Wu Tie up and down for a while, nodded and said, "Looking at Brother Wu Tie, he is so majestic. He shouldn't be the spy of the demon cub... Well, come on, have a good meal tonight. It's dawn. Let's have a good idea for Brother Wu Tie to figure out a good way."

Tang Buyun chuckled and said, "Brother Wu Tie's cultivation level is not low if he can get a bronze medal. In Shanfeng City, there are now shortages of people in every yamen. It is not difficult to find a good and leisure position for Brother Wu Tie."

Xiao Fang looked at Wu Tie seriously, his head swayed, and he might fall to the ground at any time.

He said to Wu Tie very seriously: "Although that's the case, once you enter the yamen, if the demon cub comes, brother Wu Tie, and we all have to fight to the city wall."

Wu Tie smiled slightly, picked up the wine bowl and said, "You are not afraid of it. The demon cub is here, I have had a fight with them."

Wu Tie's smile is very meaningful.
Chapter completed!