Chapter 367 A misunderstanding (gritting teeth

Although the county magistrate is a low-level local official in the officialdom, he is not a small figure in the local area. Except for having no military power, everyone has to listen to him.

The county magistrate came with the government officials, and the fight must not go on. If he continues to disobey, he will be disrespecting the king's law, and everyone will have to be taken to the prison to cool down.

"Everyone stop it! What a shame in fighting here!"

Listening to this line, it sounds like he is trying to break up a fight, but the wording is very particular.

The county magistrate said, "What kind of etiquette is it?" instead of "Is there any king's law?" ’.

Being decent means being dishonorable. If you turn around and drink three glasses of wine as a penalty, the latter means you have to do business in a business-like manner.

That's the difference.

The magistrate obviously didn't want to offend anyone, but then again, why did the magistrate come to the silk factory in the middle of the night?

As soon as the yamen servants arrived, the servants on both sides who had been fighting fiercely retreated to the side. This time, Yang Yiyi was revealed, holding Mr. Liu down and not letting go.

"Oh! Mr. Liu! Please bear with me as I am a little late."

Then he shouted to Yang Yiyi:

"Who are you! Why don't you let Mr. Liu go quickly!"

Yang Yiyi was still a little reluctant, but Qin Yan pulled her and signaled that she should let go.

Because Yang Yiyi showed mercy, Mr. Liu was not seriously injured, and Qin Yan actively helped him up.

Mr. Liu snorted angrily. He had other important things to do now and had no time to worry about Yang Yiyi. He would deal with her later.

Then he said:

"My lord, you came at the right time. I have a major case to report."

"Let's talk about Mr. Liu's grievances after we return to the city..."

"No, the evidence is here. I'm afraid it will be too late to return to the city."

Hearing this, he knew that the county magistrate was called by Mr. Liu.

Yang Yiyi and Qin Yan investigated the murder case as if they were visiting the Wenqing family, but they did not hide it from anyone. Not only the servants and maids of the two families knew about it, but they did not use any cover to cover their comings and goings.

If Mr. Liu still had an eye, he would naturally know that there was a risk of problems with his plan. It can be said that he had made two preparations.

Feeling that the plan might fail, he came in the middle of the night and called out the county magistrate, and quickly launched a move to dump the blame on the Wen family.

After all, the place where the tributes were hidden was near the Wen Family Silk Factory, and the reason was even prepared.

Although the Silk City is named after silk, the weavers' craftsmanship is not very good, and the silks and satins woven are not top-notch. The Wen and Qing families have long wanted to hire several weavers with high salaries to study how to improve the weaving level.

Under this general premise, it is reasonable for the Wen family to privately obtain tribute silk and satin as samples for research.

Although it would be a bit far-fetched that the discovery was not in the Wen family's warehouse, the county magistrate did not dare to offend Mr. Liu. The person who reported the report and later investigated must also be the salt transport envoy responsible for purchasing palace supplies. That means he is Mr. Liu's person. What will happen then? It all depends on what he means.

Although it was a bit surprising to be ambushed, the magistrate came as expected, just in time to get his hands on the stolen goods.

"The things are just below the hillside. They are 10 pieces of tribute silk."

The county magistrate was also shocked when he heard it was a tribute.

He didn't know what was going on here, but he just had to give face to Mr. Liu's father, a third-rank official. If it was really a tribute, it would be no joke.

"Those tributes were obtained by the Wen family through various means. I was trying to track them down to share my father's worries. However, they were blocked by these people. I would like to ask the magistrate to take a closer look."

Clearly aware?

The word "danger" almost lit up on the magistrate's head.

If it was true that the tributes were secretly hidden, not to mention the Wen family's misfortune, he, the county magistrate, would also be charged with poor supervision. Forget about promotion, or he would be forced to retire and return to his hometown.

"Mr. Liu, is there any misunderstanding..."

"Master Magistrate, if you don't believe it, please come and see it with me."

The magistrate didn't want to look at it, but since he was talking about this, in full view of everyone, he couldn't help but look at it.

The servant was left on the hillside, and of course the people involved had to follow the magistrate and Mr. Liu down.

A group of government officials used tools to pry open the boulder, revealing the sealed iron gate.

Mr. Liu took out the key and said:

"This is the key I found from the Wen family. When the common people open it, the county magistrate will know it at a glance."

The blame was also placed on the Wen family. Wen Peng angrily wanted to argue, but was stopped by Tang Lianyu.

With the magistrate, there is a backer. Mr. Liu opened the iron gate very proudly.

"Master Magistrate, please..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound, and a dark ocean bowl flew over and hit the proud Mr. Liu.

This bowl was quite big, and it hit his head. At the same time, something sticky and smelly spread all over him.

This made the people around him take a step back for fear of getting stuck on him.

Taking a closer look, there were no tributes inside the door. It was just a simple mechanism similar to a seesaw. After opening the door, it would throw out the sea bowl on the other end and hit the person who opened the door in the face.

"It's a pity that it's not shit, but braised shrimp paste, otherwise I would hit you with shit."

"Sister Yang, that's bloody shit."

"Really? Anyway, it's pretty much the same. You still have to use something smelly to beat a dog."

Braised shrimp paste is made from unsellable small shrimps and fish. Some people like to eat it very much, while others avoid it because of the stench.

The braised shrimp paste made by modern technology is low in salt, and the smell is not so strong, but the braised shrimp paste made by the real ancient method has a taste...

Let’s put it this way, even aqua toilets have it tattooed on their backs.

Yang Yiyi and Qin Yan were making sarcastic comments in the back, while Master Liu, who was covered in shit, was almost furious.

"You, you guys...!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't come over here! I'm not a fly, I don't like shit!"

The lock that Master Liu put here was specially customized by him. The locksmith patted his chest and guaranteed that it would be impossible for anyone to open it unless there was a key.

He saw that the boulder was pushed open, and the door and the lock were intact, so he thought it was safe. After all, he couldn't have thought that Qin Yan was actually a thief from the Sixteenth Village. For the thief from the Sixteenth Village who was best at being a thief on the beam, the lock was only a little difficult.

The smell of the braised shrimp paste was really unbearable, and the county magistrate had to take a step back and try not to pinch his nose:

"Mr. Liu, where is the tribute you mentioned?"

"It's here, it must be them...!"

"Don't spit blood on me, we just heard that someone wanted to steal things when the silk factory was closed in the middle of the night, so we waited here. No one knew there was a hole here. Could it be that Mr. Liu wanted to take the braised shrimp paste as tribute?"

Qin Yan's words made Mr. Liu pant like a cow, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, and the strong smell was even more unbearable.

But then again, it's okay to vent your anger, but there's really nothing you can do about Mr. Liu now, after all, there is no evidence to accuse him.

So at this point, the anger was almost vented, and Wen Peng, the master of the Wen family, tried to smooth things over:

"My Lord, this may be a misunderstanding. The two female heroes were invited by me to help catch the thieves. Maybe Mr. Liu checked wrongly and bumped into each other accidentally, causing the Lord, the County Magistrate, to make a wasted trip. If the Lord, the County Magistrate does not mind, my family has prepared a feast, you see..."

What can the County Magistrate think? He is still in the dark and does not know what happened.

But as an old hand in the officialdom, the County Magistrate also vaguely sensed something wrong, and thought of the deaths of the Wen and Qing families. This Mr. Liu had hinted to the County Magistrate to suppress the matter, and there must be something fishy.

But since the Wen family is willing to smooth things over, no matter what the hidden truth is, it can be lightly passed over.

For the County Magistrate, this is the best ending.

So he said:

"Mr. Liu, this is just a misunderstanding. How about you let it go?"

Mr. Liu was so angry, but there was really no other way. Now that the evidence of framing him was gone, he would be a clown if he kept holding on to it.

What else could he do?

He stamped his feet and said, almost gritting his teeth:

"Today's incident was just a misunderstanding..."

It can be seen that he was very reluctant.