Chapter 918 (1/2)

Chang'an County Government.

A crowd gathered inside and outside the courtroom.

Above the high hall is Zhao Jun, the magistrate of the fifth grade county. On the left and right sides below, there are two county mayors who worship the seventh grade. The capital yamen is similar to the modern municipality directly under the central government, and the official rank is much higher than the ordinary county yamen.

Better county yamen, the county magistrate is generally seven grade officials, the county magistrate eight grades, and then down are the county magistrate in some small places. The nine grade sesame official is talking about them

As an informant, shopkeeper Liu entered the court with the plaintiff's stall owner and the defendants pan Haodong and Cuizhu, and briefly told the story of the case.

Zhao Jun, sitting on the high hall, winked at shopkeeper Liu and motioned for the other party to play freely.

Don't ask, I know they're a group.

Collude, collude!

”Mr. Pan, you ate three bowls of cold noodles and only gave two bowls of money.” Shopkeeper Liu repeated.

Cuizhu angrily said, ”nonsense, we only ate two bowls of cold noodles and the third empty bowl. Obviously, you secretly put it on our table.”

”What evidence do you have that I put the bowl?”

Liu Zhang said coldly, ”there is no evidence, that is slander. The crime is even worse. ”

Cuizhu retorted, ”what evidence do you have to prove that we ate three bowls of cold noodles?”

Shopkeeper Liu said calmly, ”the three empty bowls on the table are physical evidence, and I saw with my own eyes that you didn't enjoy eating two bowls, and ordered a bowl to eat separately. You still dare to argue?”

”Yes, we saw it, too.”

I don't know when I appeared at the door of the court. Shopkeepers Zhao and Qian, who watched the trial, and their people shouted.

A young girl guarded by four burly men with a strong breath could not help wondering: ”did Mr. Pan really eat three bowls of noodles?”

”Not necessarily. Let's see.”

One of the men whispered back.

At this time, shopkeeper Liu, who gained the blessing of the masses, turned to the submissive stall owner and asked, ”how many bowls of cold noodles did they eat?”

”Three, three bowls.”

The stall owner stammered.

At this moment, he has realized something. He seems to fall into a vortex because of greed for money. If he is careless, he will be broken to pieces.

Helpless.

The stall owner can only choose the team that currently holds the chance of winning.

And prayed in his heart, the county magistrate quickly took pan Haodong and Cuizhu away, so that he could jump out of the vortex and get the consistent money promised by shopkeeper Liu.

”Impossible.”

Shopkeeper Zhao, who was just acting as an audience, suddenly walked into the court and kicked the stall owner, swearing: ”Mr. Pan is the boss of Pan's steamed stuffed bun shop. His gross profit is thousands of Wen a day. How can he owe you money?”

“……”

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jun on the court couldn't help but draw a corner of his mouth.

The second uncle is really getting bolder and bolder. He dares to kick people under the court. If he is not here, it's strange that the county Mayors on the left and right sides solve the case and don't call the constable to beat him dozens of big boards.

”They just ate three bowls and gave only two.”

The stall owner touched his ass and stressed with grievance on his face.

The collusion of the three shopkeepers Liu Zhaoqian is well known. No matter how stupid the stall owner is, he knows that shopkeeper Zhao kicked himself, not to help pan Haodong, but with deep meaning.

He just needs to remember the instructions of shopkeeper Liu and insist that the other party has eaten three bowls of cold noodles. He doesn't care about anything else.