Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

Not only the means, even if it is head-to-head strength, I will lose to death.

Before he came here, he still had a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, and he still had a lot of compulsions, but at this moment, his heart suddenly became clear—why bother?

Wan Shanbao has never thought of dominating him, everything is just because they are used to domineering and domineering, and they don't allow anyone who is stronger than themselves to cause trouble.

But if the two sides are evenly matched, it's not that they can't fight, the gap is too big, and I am a joke in the eyes of others, why do I want to fight?

Thinking of this, the chief of the Jiuli clan finally became respectful, and bowed deeply to Mo Yunshen and Mu Qingli: "Mr. Mo Da and Mrs. Qingli have offended you a lot before, please forgive me! Two Bit... If you have any request, it's okay to say."

Mu Qingli couldn't help but let out a "huh" and looked him up and down in surprise, and said unceremoniously: "Chief Jiuli, are you a fake, or did you take the wrong medicine? How can you say that you don't look like yourself at all?" Woolen cloth?"

"..." The elder of the Jiuli clan blushed, smiled wryly, and looked at Mo Yunshen as if begging for help.

Although they were hateful, Mo Yunshen didn't want to offend people to death.

After all, they will all live in the same region in the future, unless the entire Jiuli clan is wiped out, otherwise, it is not a wise choice for the two sides to form a death feud.

The Jiuli people have always been domineering and domineering, and they are proper tyrants. It is not surprising that they would deliberately bully and suppress immigrants like them who came out of nowhere.

In the previous confrontations, as well as this time after time, no matter how much arrogance, banditry, and domineering the Jiuli people have, they have almost been tempered.

And no matter how stupid they are, they should understand that the gap between their strength and Wanshanbao, if the fight continues, they will definitely be the worst.

Mo Yun smiled deeply, pulled Mu Qingli back, and said, "The chief of the Jiuli clan is willing to fix it, which is great. However, our Wanshan Fort is not easy to bully, and I, the village chief, also treat the villagers below. There must be an explanation, and the Jiuli patriarch must show sincerity."

Mo Yunshen ordered everyone to disperse, leaving only Village Chief Zhao and other village leaders.

"Thank you, Village Chief Mo!" The chief of the Jiuli clan was really relieved this time, and nodded quickly: "What Village Chief Mo said is true, I understand this truth, I understand..."

Afterwards, the Jiuli patriarch handed over a list of wishes.

After Mo Yunshen quickly browsed through it, he handed it over to Village Chief Zhao and others to watch in turn.

The patriarch of Jiuli squeezed his palm subconsciously, feeling a little nervous.

It's even more unpleasant - when did he actually degenerate to act on the face of others?

Everyone whispered to each other and agreed that the compensation list seemed a little short. We also need to add five thousand catties of pig iron, three thousand pieces of various skins such as wolf skins, tiger skins and sheepskins, twenty thousand catties of grain, and two thousand bolts of cotton cloth.

Patriarch Jiuli's heart ached when he heard this, and his face turned pale.

He compensated the Qingteng Department with a large amount of supplies in exchange for his son. There is another large amount of items on the list, and there is not much property left for the Jiuli people. The days of the Houjiuli people will be sad...

The head of the Jiuli clan had no choice but to lower his face, complained bitterly, apologized, and asked for a reduction.

After some bargaining, Mo Yunshen finally made a decision, and the compensation will be according to the list. However, an agreement must be signed. If the Jiuli tribe invades again in the future, then all the property of the Jiuli tribe must be compensated, and they must also be sent A thousand people come and do coolies for a year.

If he is not willing to sign this agreement, then he will be compensated according to the agreement discussed by Village Chief Zhao and others.

Patriarch Jiuli felt very depressed - if he had known that these guys were so difficult to deal with, he wouldn't have provoked them even if he was killed!

Tangled in the tug-of-war, the chief of the Jiuli clan gritted his teeth and finally decided to sign the contract.

Anyway, after going through so many battles, he will never have the desire to compete with Wanshanbao again. Therefore, there is no difference between signing the contract and not signing it—it is better than being in the contract. It is much stronger to take out so much property.

When the two sides reached an agreement, the chief of the Jiuli clan hesitantly asked Mo Da village chief to send some medicine to save the injured people in their tribe.

Although the speed of the wound deterioration is not fast, but people suffer. And if it goes on like this day by day, and in this weather again, the meat will rot. If you don't use effective medicine, you will become a useless person sooner or later...

Hearing this, Mu Qingli looked at Patriarch Jiuli in surprise, and said with a smile: "Patriarch Jiuli, I think you made a mistake? One thing is another thing, don't confuse it! The compensation you just promised , it’s compensation for the losses you’ve caused us by making troubles for no reason, not medicine money for healing your people!”

Mo Yun smiled calmly: "What my wife said is absolutely true!"

Village head Zhao and the others were all secretly amused, while the head of the Jiuli clan was dumbfounded. After a while, he slowed down and said with a wry smile: "Then, Mrs. Yiqingli, how can you give us some wound medicine?"

Mu Qingli smiled and said: "Of course you, the chief of the Jiuli family, bought it with money! After all, we also need to pay for pharmaceuticals. We are not as rich and powerful as your Jiuli people. You can't afford it if you give it away for nothing!"

Patriarch Jiuli was feeling depressed. It was obvious that the other party’s drugs had caused his tribe to become like that, but now he has to spend his own money to ask them to treat him—this is not looking for abuse. What?

But this abuser has to find...

Gritting his teeth, the Jiuli patriarch said, "Madam Qingli, please make a price!"

Mu Qingli was also unambiguous, and said very simply: "It's not expensive, one thousand taels of silver is fine! The herbs needed are common herbs, but the formula is not easy for others to learn, we just earn a few hard The money is ready!"

In fact, for Mu Qingli, this is really just a hard-earned money - a mere thousand taels of silver, she would not mind bending over to pick it up if it falls at her feet.

"However, I still have one condition." Mu Qingli added with a smile.

The head of the Jiuli clan accepted his fate and said, "Madam Qingli, please tell me."

Mu Qingli's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she said coldly: "That Yang Man and Li Shifang, I want them to never stand up again for the rest of their lives!"

"What!" The Jiuli patriarch never expected that she would make such a request, and his face suddenly became a bit ugly, and said: "Madam Qingli, why is this?"

"Does the Jiuli patriarch really want me to speak out?" Mu Qingli sneered and said, "Does the Jiuli patriarch think I forgot about the accidents that happened to my Xiaoyaer and Xiaoluan? I don't want their lives, that's because Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan are safe and sound, otherwise, hmph, I want them to die even if they want to die!"