After three rounds of drinking, the shopkeeper was already a little drunk. When the wine entered his body, Fengyun Shang wrapped it up with his divine power to prevent it from being digested and absorbed, so that he would not get drunk.

"Brother, hiccup, you have such a good drinking capacity." The shopkeeper drank nine drinks and said drunkenly to Fengyun Shang. With a smile on his face, Fengyun Shang exchanged glasses with the shopkeeper, but he didn't know when it was already.

He interfered with the shopkeeper's sea of ​​consciousness. The shopkeeper also has some cultivation skills. If it were normal times, it would be difficult for Fengyun Shang to interfere with his sea of ​​consciousness without being noticed. But now that the shopkeeper drank some wine,

The brain is already a little numb and sluggish, so it is much easier.

If he were unreasonable and controlled the shopkeeper's sea of ​​consciousness, it would be very easy for Feng Yun Shang. Doubling the shopkeeper's strength would not be enough. But it would be a little difficult to avoid being noticed.

As for Fengyun Shang's hint to the shopkeeper, it is actually very simple: the person in front of you is the person closest to you. You can tell him all your troubles, especially those that you usually don't dare to tell other people.

Those troublesome things. Under the influence of this suggestion, the shopkeeper kept talking to Feng Yun Shang. With a smile on his face, Feng Yun Shang drank one cup after another, and soon all the wine on the table was poured.

It arrived in the belly of the shopkeeper.

At the beginning, the shopkeeper was talking about some family matters. He said that his son disliked his poor practice skills and wanted better practice skills. However, good practice skills were not so easy to obtain.

, he had spent his whole life's wealth without leaving a trace. After saying this, the shopkeeper smiled again, and said that although his son was a little more ambitious, he was better than his filial piety, and he gave birth to a big child.

Fat boy, so on and so forth.

After talking about the family affairs, he talked about the troubles he had in the firm, the fierce and dangerous competition in the firm, the hatred between himself and the shopkeeper in the firm, and how difficult it was to do business in the firm. And so on.

After all this, Fengyun Shang did not interrupt or deliberately lead to change the topic. In fact, when I arrived in a strange place and wanted to understand the place as quickly as possible, the best way was to find a know-it-all to chat.

Get to know this place from every aspect.

All kinds of things, from worries to gossips in the city, to the bandits outside the city who have been restless recently, to the wealthy people in the city having their goods robbed by bandits, and to the untouchables outside the city dying again.

How much. Fengyun Shang has been listening, and the wine on the table has disappeared and been replenished. Logically speaking, the shopkeeper should have been drunk a long time ago, but how could Fengyun Shang allow him to get drunk? If you were drunk, who would I find?

Go find out the news.

In other aspects, Feng Yun Shang might not be able to do anything about it. But when it comes to sobering up, Feng Yun Shang has a way. In order to correct his tendency to get drunk easily, Feng Yun Shang put in a lot of effort.

"Hey, the city lord is good at everything, and he is not harsh on servants like us. It's just that the city lord's heir is really worrying." Feng Yun Shang, who was already a little annoyed, immediately perked up. If you give

When I say this, I become energetic.

"Oh, but the Lord of the City has no heirs yet?" Feng Yun Shang squinted his eyes. If he had no heirs, he didn't know if he would be able to see the Lord of the City by pretending to be a charlatan with special methods of having children.

"It would be better if this were the case. The Lord of the City has hundreds of sons, but because of his own experiences in the past, the Lord of the City is extremely kind to each of his sons." The shopkeeper smiled bitterly. It would be a good thing if he didn't have any sons. After all, the Lord of the City was very kind to each of his sons.

He is a monk with a high level of cultivation and a long life. If he doesn't have a son, he doesn't have to worry about anything, so he can just give birth slowly.

When Feng Yun Shang heard this, he felt a little envious. He had a hundred sons in his life. It was great. I was so envious. It would be great if he could have so many children, so that the family bloodline could be passed on. Ah, bah.

, Bah, give birth to more than a hundred, did this city lord marry a sow? It is enough to give birth to three or four by myself.

"There are more than a hundred sons of the city lord, and each of them can interfere in the affairs of our servants. If you listen to one, you will offend that one, which will be very troublesome." After drinking a glass of old wine, the shopkeeper smiled bitterly, "We

Nowadays, many people are beaten for this."

"Then you just follow the wishes of these gentlemen." Fengyun Shang also pretended to be drunk and said something rather idiotic. There are more than a hundred people, who do you listen to? After listening to this, there are more than a hundred people.

I'm waiting to deal with you.

"It's not that easy. Some of these gentlemen are smart and some are stupid, but few of them are self-aware." The shopkeeper finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the wine table. Feng Yun Shang called the boy.

Second, after asking, I found out that the shopkeeper often got drunk in this pub, and the waiter was familiar with sending him home.

After asking the waiter to send the shopkeeper's money back, Fengyun Shang settled the bill himself and headed towards the inn where he was staying. Along the way, Fengyun Shang probably came up with a plan. Judging from the shopkeeper's words, the city lord said,

It's not a big evil deed. Of course, under the values ​​of the ancient clan, if it were changed to the values ​​of the Divine Court, just dividing the people into nobles in the city and being the same as the untouchables would be enough to execute him.

Already.

If you want to cause some trouble for this city lord, I'm afraid you'll have to start with his more than a hundred sons.

Back at the inn, Fengyun Shang ordered some food and carried it upstairs. He put aside all other things first. Tonight, no matter how important the matter was, it was not as important as spending time with his wife.

"What kind of wine is this?" Jiang Ruxue took a sip of the wine in the glass. It tasted quite good, and it was not as strong as white wine. Instead, she glanced at Feng Yun Shang, and there was already a blush on her face, and she looked happy.

Drunk. Jiang Ruxue rolled her eyes, forget it. In commercial novels, you can see how domineering the male protagonist is, what kind of ambiguous atmosphere he has prepared, talking to the female protagonist in disgusting love words, and then getting on the bed, naked.

Great war.

But when he came to his place, Fengyun Shang, a fool, usually wasn't at home, but after finally coming back, he didn't know how to say something intimate. He finally got the idea today, and ended up getting drunk after a glass of fruit wine.

I feel so tired and I really want to find a new husband. What should I do? I’m waiting online, it’s quite urgent.

Fortunately, Fengyun Shang was quite good at his drinking capacity, but he drank the first sip of the wine glass directly, and the rest was isolated in the body with his divine power and was not digested. With drunken eyes, Fengyun
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