The fortune teller who set up a stall became the first strategist of the Republic of China

Lao Ma rented a piece of land in the village and found a shepherd to raise 10 sheep.

But that night, the shepherd died, but the 10 sheep were still alive.

The next day, Yang Laoguan's son and daughter-in-law came to ask Lao Ma for compensation.

"I didn't kill him, why are you picking on me? It doesn't make sense!" Old Ma said angrily.

"He died because of the sheep you were in charge of. It has something to do with you. How can you not be responsible?" The shepherd's son was so anxious that his face turned pale.

"I don't care, don't come to me." Lao Ma roared.

"You don't want to compensate me, right? Well, I'll take away your 10 sheep." The shepherd's son put his hands on his hips.

"If you dare to lead the sheep, I will kill you." Old Ma jumped up and said.

"Okay, since I can't convince you, then I'll go find Captain Wang. You're not afraid of me, but are you not afraid of Captain Wang?" After saying this, the old man Yang's son left.

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An hour or so later, Captain Wang and the son of Mr. Yang arrived.

Lao Ma stepped forward and tried to explain to Wang Baochang, but Wang Baochang stretched out his hand and slapped him. "You have no conscience! Shepherd is my uncle. He died, and you have to pay him some money. What? You don't want to pay a penny? Fine, then I'll lock you up."

Old Ma suddenly panicked and took out 30 yuan from his pocket and gave it to the sheep farmer's son.

The shepherd's son took 30 yuan and wiped his nose with his fingers. "Hmph, this is more than enough."

Seeing this, Captain Wang turned around and went back.

But the shepherd's son was not satisfied. The next afternoon, he came again to ask for money.

How much money does Lao Ma have? Can you withstand his blackmail?

He really had no other choice but to ask Gao Qingqiu for help.

After listening to Lao Ma's story, Gao Qingqiu said coldly, "Mr. Yang is already ill. What does this have to do with you? Don't pay compensation to his son."

At this time, the sheep farmer's son walked into the house, stared at Gao Qingqiu and said, "Who the hell are you? You only give Old Ma some bad advice!"

Gao Qingqiu wiped his eyes and said, "I know how your father died."

The shepherd's son rolled his eyes and said, "Don't be ridiculous. You look like a poor fellow, and you still have discerning eyes?"

"Your father's name is Yang Jun. He has suffered from heart disease for a long time and cannot get emotionally excited. That night, your father heard the howling of wolves and came out to drive them away. He used too much force, and his qi and blood attacked his heart, so he died." Gao Qingqiu said.

"Even if what you said is true, my father died in Lao Ma's sheep pen, so you should pay some compensation, right?" The shepherd's son sprained his leg.

Gao Qingqiu held up three fingers and said, "Mr. Ma gave you 30 dollars yesterday. You still want it now, you're too greedy."

Lao Ma sighed and said, "I really don't have any money now. If I still have money, I will give it to you."

The shepherd's son scolded him, "Old man, don't try to be nice. I won't listen! Bring out the money, that's the right thing to do."

Gao Qingqiu slapped him, "Uneducated bastard!"

The sheep farmer's son covered his face and said, "Okay, if you dare to hit me, I'll go call Chief Wang!"

"Go ahead. If you don't call Captain Wang, you're a pig!" Gao Qingqiu said.

Old Ma was a little scared. He grabbed Gao Qingqiu and said, "Let's leave quickly. We can't afford to offend Chief Wang!"

Gao Qingqiu pushed Lao Ma away and said, "Let's wait for Captain Wang to come. When he comes, he will beg me."

"Ah? Stop bragging and let's go." Lao Ma's forehead was covered in sweat.

Gao Qingqiu remained unmoved and took a chair to sit at the door.

Old Ma stamped his feet and sighed, then turned and went back into the house to persuade Liu to come out and go to the city together.