The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 705 Treat me as a fart, just let it go

   "Yeah, you should be more careful this time. Next time when others come to make trouble, they themselves will have concerns. There is nothing wrong with you at all."

  Yang Peichen looked at those common people, somehow it suddenly became like this, and his face was even more ugly.

   These damned untouchables actually tripped him up in front of him! When the time comes, try to find a chance to clean them up!

   "Miss Jiang, you are both talented and beautiful. One hundred thousand taels of silver is not enough. Don't think you are wrong."

   "That's right, Yang Peichen is a dark-hearted person. This time it's not everyone who came here. Maybe he will bully another girl."

  People, every word you say to me, every word will belittle Yang Peichen even more.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Jiang Jiuhe looked at the other party at this time, and then slowly shouted: "Master Yang, you have heard everyone say that, I don't want one hundred thousand taels of silver, thirty thousand taels The money is used to compensate everyone for their losses, so Palace Master Yang must be able to take out such a small amount of money."

  Yang Peichen's chest was heaving non-stop, his face was ridiculously dark, and he wanted to say something, but there was a sudden change among the people, as if Yang Peichen didn't agree, and everyone was about to fight.

"10,000 silver, I took these when I came out today, and I have nothing more than a tael of silver, or else I have nothing to do..." He tremblingly stretched out a finger, adaptation is his greatest limit .

"Gongzhu Yang is really strange. He said before that he didn't have so much silver on him, but now he said that he had ten thousand taels of silver on him. Could it be that he was unwilling to give it before? Is it in your heart that Jiuhe is just a random person?" Clay figurines bullied by others, we ordinary people are also easy to fool?"

   "Miss Jiang, this matter is my fault, you just don't remember the villain's mistakes, and treat me as a fart, just let it go."

  Yang Peichen finally couldn't bear the menacing gazes of those people, and softened a bit. Jiang Jiuhe raised his eyebrows slightly to hide the ferocity in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more mocking.

   "Since you have said this, if I don't agree, it will appear that I am a little unreasonable. Then follow what Palace Master Yang said before, ten thousand taels, but Palace Master Yang will not do this in the future."

Looking at Jiang Jiuhe's smiling face, Yang Peichen told himself time and time again in his heart that if you can't bear it, you can make trouble. He was full of displeasure, so he rummaged from his arms for a long time, and finally found a few banknotes. Ticket "This is a ten thousand tael silver ticket."

  The bank note is wrinkled, and it seems that it has been hidden by Yang Peichen for a long time. Now that it is taken out like this, it really hurts my heart.

   "Palace Master Yang, don't leave, I have to get the number right, otherwise what should I do if something goes wrong."

  While talking about him, he took the banknote and slowly counted the money. After confirming that the one in his hand was ten thousand taels of banknote, he showed a bright smile.

   "The number is fine, you can leave now, next time if you have something to do, you can send me a post in advance, don't use this, otherwise it will be so embarrassing in the end."

  Yang Peichen, who lost face, didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Jiuhe at all.

   "Hurry up and take this evil and leave, don't you feel ashamed!?"

  He angrily reprimanded the subordinates who followed behind him, and even more so, he stared fiercely at Yang Zhenao, who had fallen to the ground and was unconscious.

   Several men were obedient now, and immediately carried Yang Zhenao on their backs and followed behind him.

  (end of this chapter)