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044 [Not enough]

The fertile fields of Luliuzhuang are neatly planned. Two relatively flat dirt roads divide all the fields into four areas, separated by field ridges and water canals.

The group of young men riding tall horses stopped at the end of the north-south dirt road, blocking the Wang family and his son on the roadside. When Pei Yue arrived with more than a hundred farmers, the arrogant-looking young man in the lead snorted coldly, his eyes widening.

Everyone was disdainful and spat at Pei Yue with disdain.

After all, he is a bastard who can't stand up to the stage. What's the point of leading a group of idiots?

When the distance between the two sides was three to four feet, Pei Yue raised his right hand, and everyone including Mr. Xi stopped.

"Wang Yong, bring your father and brother over here." Pei Yue didn't even look at the young men sitting on the horses, but said to the three people who were blocked on the other side of the road.

More than 30 tall horses blocked the dirt road, which was not spacious. Wang Yong and others had to go around the paddy fields to get over.

Before they could move to the side, Pei Yue said: "Come from the road, don't trample the crops."

However, the road is blocked, how can they get by?

The young masters laughed mockingly one after another, and the rest of the men also made noises.

The villagers in Green Willow Manor turned red in face due to the laughter. Although there were more than three times as many people as the other party, most of them showed no trace of hot-blooded anger except shame and anger. On the contrary, many people looked at them.

Looking at the young people dressed in luxurious clothes, there was fear in their eyes.

Pei Yue's face was calm, his eyes swept over the young people in front of him who were looking down at him, and finally stopped at the young man in the middle who looked arrogant and disdainful, and said lightly: "This field belongs to me, talk to me about anything.

That is, what’s the point of embarrassing a few ordinary bankers?”

The young man tilted his head slightly and sneered: "Okay, then I'll talk to you."

With a wave of his hand, the knights moved out of the way, and Wang Yong protected his father and younger brother and came to Pei Yue.

But as soon as he appeared, Pei Yue's pupils suddenly shrank.

There was a horrific wound on the left side of Wang Yong's face, from the corner of his eyebrow to his lip, the skin was torn and the flesh was bloody.

There was a commotion among the dealers standing in front, and most of them seemed more fearful, but after all, some people felt the same hatred and hatred in their hearts, and their eyes gradually changed.

Compared with these adult men, the emotions of Deng Zai and the other seven teenagers were straightforward and strong. They quickly stepped forward and surrounded Wang Yong. Deng Zai carefully inspected the wound, and then said to Pei Yue: "Young Master, you are so lucky.

No bones were broken.”

After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at the young master, with hatred clearly in his eyes.

There was a chill in Pei Yue's voice: "Don't touch his wound, Qi Min, send Wang Yong back, bandage him with clean gauze to stop the bleeding, and then invite the best doctor nearby."

"Yes!" Qi Min quickly stepped forward and held Wang Yong's arm.

However, Wang Yong suddenly broke away, took two steps forward, knelt down on one knee towards Pei Yue's back, and said angrily: "Young...I have embarrassed the young master."

Pei Yue noticed the concerned looks cast by Mr. Xi and Taohua. He took a deep breath and helped him up. He looked at this honest young man and said solemnly: "You did a good job and didn't embarrass me. Go back and treat him first."

Injury, I will help you avenge this revenge."

For some reason, Wang Yong wanted to cry, but he held it back and walked towards Zhuangzi accompanied by Qi Min.

The young master looked at this scene, clapped his hands with a mocking look on his face, and said in a strange way: "Tsk, tsk, my aunt said that you are a sweet-talking villain. It's amazing that you can win people's hearts at such a young age."

Pei Yue frowned slightly and said, "Are you from the Li family?"

The young master snorted coldly, and a dude next to him stepped forward and said, "This is the eldest young master of the Marquis of Fengcheng Mansion. Why don't you come forward to pay homage to me after you've been blinded?"

The Marquis of Fengcheng is Li Bingzhong, and this young master is his eldest grandson Li Zijun, who is also the nephew of Pei Rong's wife Li.

"Bye bye?"

Pei Yue chuckled lightly, his eyes cold: "You are just a dude relying on the power of your father. Even if you join the army at the age of sixteen, you will still be a guerrilla until you die. What qualifications do you have to say goodbye to me? I can't tell that you are better than your father.

The shelf is quite big.”

"court death!"

"idiot!"

"How dare you!"

Several frivolous-looking dandies sat on horses and yelled loudly, frightening most of the farmers behind Pei Yue. Many people's legs were a little weak, but Deng Zai and other young men showed no fear on their faces, and their feet were like nails.

On the ground, he stood beside Pei Yue with his back straight.

Taohua hid behind Mr. Xi and listened to these people scolding Pei Yue. Her little face was full of anger, and her usually smiling eyes kept gouging out the dude who started to curse.

Li Zijun waved his hands, and those dandies stopped spitting. He drove his horse forward a few steps and said to Pei Yue: "I heard that you are always good at talking and deceiving people. Now it seems that you are just a useless snack, only talking.

That's all. I don't want to listen to your nonsense today. As long as you pay back the money, why not spare your life? My aunt is kind-hearted. Although you are an ill-fed little beast, she has repeatedly

Please tell me not to harm your life."

At this point, his tone suddenly became fierce: "Otherwise, killing you would be like killing a dog!"

Pei Yue raised his hand to stop the imminent movement of the young men behind him, put his right hand on his waist, and said in one word: "What kind of money should I pay?"

Li Zijun thought he had given in, and his face became more and more proud. He pointed to the white horse lying on the ground not far away and sneered: "This horse is a gift from the general in the army to my father. It came from the Gaoyang Plain of Wu State."

The divine horse that I found has sprained its feet in this poor field of yours. I can see that it is useless, so naturally it is your responsibility to pay for it. This divine horse is worth a lot of money, but considering that you are a good-for-nothing, I only need five thousand taels from you.

, this matter must be cleared up, otherwise it will not be a matter of a whip!"

Pei Yue said in a deep voice: "How much silver?"

Li Zijun raised his head slightly, raised his hand and touched his neck, and said disdainfully: "Don't be so scared, it's only five thousand taels. I heard that Mrs. Dingguo gave you a sum of silver, isn't it just this amount? Use your pig

Think about it, do you dare to accept the money offered by Mrs. Tai? Are you worthy of using this money?"

Pei Yue looked directly into his eyes, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and uttered one word: "Get out."

Blood crept up Li Zijun's cheeks little by little. He looked at Pei Yue in disbelief, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say?"

Pei Yue took another step forward, and under the extremely shocked gazes of the bankers, facing a group of dudes with fire in their eyes, he reprimanded in a serious tone: "Get out!"

The depths of his eyes were like thousands of years of ice.

On the way here, Pei Yue also thought about giving these people some money to send these people away as Mr. Xi said. Even if he lowered his head for a moment, it would be nothing. However, after seeing the wounds on Wang Yong's face, he changed his mind.

Got an idea.

In the eyes of these people, what is the difference between him and Wang Yong?

If you allow them to humiliate and scold you in every possible way, will they look down on you?

Since both sides are going to end up being torn apart, why should we endure it?

Before Li Zijun could fly into a rage, a dude beside him jumped off his horse and strode towards Pei Yue, cursing: "You little beast, if I don't pull out all your teeth today, I will have lived seventeen years in vain."

Year!"

Seeing the sudden change in the situation, Taohua couldn't help but tug on Mr. Xi's sleeve, but the middle-aged man just turned around and comforted her with his eyes, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

No one noticed that Mr. Xi had already clenched his fists in his sleeves.

Deng Zai and other young men were about to greet them, but they didn't expect Pei Yue to move faster than them. Almost as soon as the dude jumped down, he strode forward at the same time. Before the dude could finish the swear words in his mouth, Pei Yue suddenly

He reached out and grabbed the opponent's right arm, then touched his right hand on his waist, and a dagger appeared in his hand.

In an instant, Pei Yue raised the dagger in his hand, and then stabbed the opponent's arm with all his strength.

"Ah!" The Dandy watched helplessly as the dagger pierced his forearm, and then he felt a heartbreaking pain. After a scream, he immediately rolled on the ground in pain.

Pei Yue took two steps back, his chest rising and falling slightly.

There was dead silence in the place.

The dudes headed by Li Zijun, including the subordinates they brought, were all stunned.

Then he was filled with absurdity and anger.

But before Li Zijun could say anything cruel, Pei Yue stared into his eyes and said, "Don't you want five thousand taels? A horse and an arm. These two are not worth this amount. What are you going to add?"
Chapter completed!
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