After Liang An righteously rejected Boss Liu, he didn't even notice that there was a young man in the crowd who couldn't help but nodded when he saw Liang An's behavior, turned around and walked towards his home.
Not long after, Liang An and Boss Liu were pushed to the gate of the county government office by two armored soldiers. Looking at the plaque hanging high in the mirror, Liang An persuaded Boss Liu again.
"Boss Liu, even if you have money, you should use it for business instead of doing random things.
Now I have one last piece of advice for Boss Liu. It would be good if Boss Liu could find his way back. "
But just as Liang An finished speaking, Boss Liu looked at him with a pale face.
"You've already arrived at the county government office, and you're still here talking sweetly. Look at how I won't let go of you."
The magistrate of Zhenhai County, who received the news not long after, appeared in the lobby. Seeing the young magistrate in green official robes sitting calmly in the main hall, Boss Liu knelt down and began to cry out.
"Master Qingtian, you have to make the decision for me! I am Liu Laosan from the east of the city. I have some templates passed down by my ancestors. Unexpectedly, they were stolen by this kid. He also threatened me with a hundred taels of silver. If I can't get them, , just destroy these templates, Lord Qingtian is a wise man."
Before Liang An could say anything, a man who looked like a master next to the county man hurriedly whispered in the county magistrate's ear.
Listening to the master's endless explanations, the county magistrate sitting in the main seat looked at him doubtfully. When the master nodded solemnly, the county magistrate waved his hand to ask the master to step back, and then looked at Liang An.
"Who is kneeling in the hall?"
Although I am not used to kneeling, in this world, I have to act according to the rules of the world.
Liang An hurriedly replied after the county magistrate's question.
"Little citizen Liang An has met the adults. This template..."
But before Liang An could say anything, the county magistrate waved his hand.
"Let me ask you, did you steal this template?"
"no!"
Liang An said categorically, "Your Majesty the County Magistrate..."
But if Liang An wanted to say anything more, the county magistrate waved his hand to stop him again.
"I haven't finished asking yet. You can wait until I finish asking."
The county magistrate kept interrupting himself and preventing him from speaking. Liang An couldn't help but feel quite uneasy.
It seems that the county magistrate and Boss Liu are wearing the same pair of pants, but why does this sound familiar to Liu Laosan from the east of the city?
It suddenly occurred to me.
Damn it, isn’t this the boss of the fireworks place in the east of the city? I didn't expect that he would be so abominable and collude with this county magistrate.
But when Liang An complained like this, the county magistrate started talking again.
"He says it's his, but can you tell what it is and how many pieces it is?"
Liang An said without thinking, "This is a bamboo template for printing. It costs thirty yuan in total."
But just as Liang An finished speaking, Boss Liu looked at Liang An hurriedly and said, "You must have counted it. This is what our ancestors passed down. It is thirty yuan, and it is made of bamboo."
Boss Liu said the same words proudly. Although he did not open it to see what was in the package, as long as Liang An said it, he would just follow the number and there would be no problem.
What if the number is wrong?
Liang An is hiding, isn't it?
But just as Boss Liu finished speaking, the county magistrate looked at Liang again.
"Then what evidence do you have to prove that this is yours?"
This county magistrate's question is too bizarre. How can he prove that it is his own?
It is said that there are witnesses, but it will definitely have no effect on one's own relatives and friends. However, Liang An turned around and thought of a solution and immediately asked the county magistrate.
"Your Excellency, County Magistrate, if you don't know this template, how can Boss Liu prove that it's him?"
The county magistrate was not angry because Liang An asked him questions. Instead, he turned to look at Liu Laosan.
"Tell me, how can you prove that this template is yours? Liang An is right. You also have to prove that this thing is yours."
Seeing the county magistrate directly asking Liu Laosan what he said, Liang An looked like he was not very smart in this county, but someone who could become a county magistrate must be a scholar, not a nerd, right?
Liang An couldn't help but think so, and Boss Liu even started talking about it.
"This was passed down from our ancestors. It has been placed in the ancestral hall for decades and has been constantly receiving incense and offerings. Is this fake? Many people have seen it."
Boss Liu didn't blush at all when he opened his mouth to lie. He didn't even need to write a draft. When he heard this, Liang Anan was stunned.
The county magistrate sitting on the main seat could not help but look at Liang An in confusion.
"Are you going to plead guilty? Did you steal this?"
Liang An couldn't laugh or cry when he saw that the order actually said this after he was stunned.
"Your Majesty the County Magistrate, this is not what he said. This is a fresh bamboo carving template that I just stayed up late to make. How could it be that it has been enshrined for many years?"
Boss Liu didn't care much at this time.
"This is what you came to frame me for. Please let the magistrate know for sure. Our family definitely enshrines such items in the ancestral hall.
This little thief must have switched the package, threatened me with fake items, and then used our real templates to make money. There is a book here that we copied with the templates. "
While talking, Liu Laosan had already taken out a book from his arms and sent it towards the county magistrate.
"Sir, look, this is the book that was rubbed from this template. If I hadn't carried the book with me, this little thief might have succeeded."
But this time, Liang An's expression became even weirder.
Liang An looked at Boss Liu doubtfully, "Are you sure this book was removed using the template in my bag?"
"Then it's still fake. This is drawn from the template at my home. He must have stolen my template and printed many such books. As long as he compares the template, he can clear my name and fix this little thief. excuse me."
As soon as Liu Laosan finished speaking, the county magistrate hurriedly motioned to the government servant next to him to bring the book to him. Then he opened it and stood up from his seat with a slight scratch.
"It is an insult to politeness. It is such a book. You actually enshrine such things in your family's ancestral hall. It is really unfortunate for your family."
This scene beyond imagination shocked everyone present. It seemed that this book was not a good one.
After closing the book, the county magistrate stretched out his hand and said, "Come here and compare the template to see if it is the same as this book."
Taking the book thrown by the county magistrate, the head of the government office nodded hurriedly.
"Just do it, little one."
I just grabbed the package from Liu Laosan's arms, opened it, and compared the two, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"Lord County Magistrate...this...this..."
Seeing the red-faced government officials, the county magistrate became angry and angry.
"What's going on? What's the situation that asked you to compare yourself?"
"Lord Magistrate, these are all different, they are all different."
As soon as the yamen leader finished saying that the template and the portrait were different, the county magistrate suddenly turned to look at Liu Laosan, who spoke hurriedly.
"Impossible, how could it be different? He must have stolen my template and carved something similar. It must look like this."
But when Liu Laosan said this, Liang An did seize the opportunity.
"Your Majesty the County Magistrate, I drew this book, not printed it with a template. And I don't know why it was transferred to his hands.
There are also books like "The County Magistrate". I have sold more than a dozen copies, and one of them is in the hands of my best friend, Xiao Feng, the young shopkeeper of Xiaoji Food Store in the county town.
As long as adults compare the books in Xiao Feng's hands, they will know that although they are all the same pictures, the details are different. How could it be printed from a template? "
The county magistrate also heard what Liang An said, and just as he was about to wave and arrange for the government officials to go find Xiao Feng who Liang An was talking about, a hearty laugh suddenly came from outside the door.
"Brother Dou, there's no need to look for it. I was lucky enough to get a book from him. Just by comparing the two, wouldn't I know if it was printed with a template?"
Someone immediately turned to look in the direction of the sound, including Liang An.
Liang An couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the handsome young master coming in from the door.
These are indeed buyers of books that they sell.
It's just that the difference between the book he took and Liu Laosan's book is very big, and it seems that the book sold at that time was also very expensive. He won't retaliate against me, right?
