Water Margin: You dog official, you still say you don’t know martial arts?

Chapter 56 There are always unruly people who cannot bear to see me in peace!
After collecting the IOU, Liu Gao reached out his hand to Ximen Qing again:

"Ximenda, give me back the certificate!"

Ximen Qing: “…”

Liu Silang: “…”

After Liu Gao, Jiao Ting and Yun Ge'er walked out of the clothing store, Liu Silang pleaded with Ximen Qing with a bitter face:
"Captain, I am a small man with a small family and a small business!

"Five hundred taels of silver can make me go bankrupt..."

"Why panic!"

Ximen Qing rolled his eyes at Liu Silang in anger:
"How can a dignified city head like me owe you such a small amount of money?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

After getting Ximen Qing's personal promise, Liu Silang finally breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Ximen Qing repeatedly.

After Liu Gao, Jiao Ting and Yun Ge'er walked out of the clothing shop, they went directly to Wang Po's Teahouse diagonally opposite.

Wu Dalang temporarily took over the kitchen of Wang Po's Teahouse, while Wu Song drove away all the customers with his strength.

Hua Yue Niang and Pan Jinlian were cleaning up the leftovers while mumbling:
"What kind of shop is this?

"You've come all this way, could it be that Big Brother would give up his official position to start a small business?"

You are the only one who talks a lot!

Liu Gao came in, glanced at Hua Yue Niang, and called to Wu Song:

"Third brother, find the big treasure!"

Wu Song took out a big treasure from his gift bag and came to Liu Gao:

"Brother, what are your plans?"

Liu Gao put his arm around Wu Song's shoulders and walked out the door:

"Third brother, take your treasure to the county government office now...

"This is so, this is so..."

After Liu Gao finished his explanation, Wu Song nodded vigorously:
"Don't worry, bro. I'll take care of everything!"

"That's it!"

Liu Gao patted Wu Song on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, Big Brother will support you...

"Why are you still here?"

The second half of the sentence was said by Liu Gao to Yun Ge'er.

It turned out that after coming out of the clothing shop, Yun Ge'er had been following Liu Gao.

At this time, Yun Ge'er bowed his head and said:
"Sir, my surname is Qiao, and my given name is Yun Ge!

"I am willing to join you as my disciple, sir. Please accept me as yours!"

Yun Ge'er witnessed Liu Gao's amazing moves at Wang Po Tea House and was deeply shocked!

He thought that selling pears was not the way to get ahead, so he gritted his teeth and worked as a witness in the clothing store.

This is actually equivalent to a token of allegiance!
If you testify for Liu Gao, you will not be tolerated by Ximen Qing!
If he is not tolerated by Ximen Qing, he will not be tolerated in Yanggu County!
Yun Ge'er has really given it his all!
Naturally, Liu Gao had seen through his little thoughts long ago.

After thinking about it, Liu Gao decided to give him a chance:
"In that case, then let's do this..."

……

"My lady, look how perfect this tiger skin is!"

The magistrate of Yanggu County spread the tiger skin on the table, stroked his beard and discussed with his wife:
"If I present this tiger skin to the Grand Tutor, he might be so happy that he might even promote me to a higher position!"

The lady gave a thumbs up: "Sir, great!"

"Boom-thump-thump-"

At this moment, the sound of drums suddenly rang out like thunder!
"There are always unruly people who can't bear to see me in peace!"

The magistrate's face darkened, he flicked his sleeves and walked out.

Soon, the gloomy-faced county magistrate saw Wu Song beating the drum to appeal for justice at the gate of the yamen!
"Boom-thump-thump-"

The thunderous sound of the drums also attracted many people to watch. When the magistrate came out, the entrance to the yamen was already crowded with people!
The magistrate looked unhappy, but as the atmosphere had come to this point, he had no choice but to proceed with the court session.

"Snapped!"

The gavel slammed, and everyone fell silent. The magistrate stared at Wu Song coldly with a stern face: "Who is this man in the hall, and what is his grievance?"

"I am Wu Song, a villain, and I am suing the person who took credit for something!"

Wu Song followed Liu Gao's instructions to file a complaint:
"My lord, please be wise. The tiger on Jingyang Ridge was killed by a villain!"

"boom--"

Wu Song's words immediately caused a storm among the thousands of onlookers!

"Did he kill the giant tiger on Jingyang Ridge?"

"Listen to him! The tiger on Jingyang Ridge was killed by Ximen Qing, and Ximen Qing is now the leader of the infantry!"

"The notice was posted in the county government office, and Ximen Qing even offered the tiger skin to the county magistrate. How could it be false?"

"He's a pretty good guy, but he's a lunatic!"

There was a lot of discussion at once, and the county magistrate's face became even uglier:

Ximen Qing is a person whom I promote!

What does this mean, Diao Min?
Questioning this official?

"Snapped!"

The magistrate slammed the gavel again:

"nonsense!
"The beast on Jingyang Ridge has been killed by Ximen Dutou!

"Ximenda offered the tiger skin as evidence. What evidence do you have to prove that you killed the tiger on Jingyang Ridge?"

"I have a whole set of tiger bones as proof!"

Wu Song showed no fear at all. He took off the big bag on his back and scattered it on the ground. The white tiger bones rolled all over the ground!

"hiss--"

Everyone couldn't help but gasp:
Hey man, are you serious?

The onlookers originally thought that Wu Song had gone crazy, but they didn't expect that Wu Song actually produced evidence!

And the evidence is so intuitive!
Although the onlookers were unable to identify whether it was tiger bones, the huge skull clearly belonged to a ferocious beast!

"Duh!"

The magistrate frowned and asked:

"Why are there only bones and no meat?"

"Because I was hungry, I roasted and ate the tiger meat in the temple at the foot of Jingyang Hill the day before yesterday!"

Wu Song said confidently:

"If you don't believe me, you can send someone to the mountain temple and see for yourself!"

The magistrate asked again, "You ate the meat, but did you eat the skin as well?"

"My dear sir, I have peeled off the tiger skin and sent it to Liu Silang's clothing shop the day before yesterday to be made into clothes!"

Wu Song took out the certificate from his pocket:

"This is a certificate signed and sealed by Liu Silang himself!
"But today I went to Liu Silang to ask for the tiger skin, and Liu Silang said the tiger skin was stolen and he was willing to compensate me!"

Wu Song took out the IOU from his pocket:

"This is an IOU signed by Liu Silang himself, promising to compensate me five hundred taels of silver tomorrow!
"The receipt and the IOU are here, please have a look!"

"hiss--"

This time, not only the onlookers, but even the county magistrate couldn't help but gasp:
"Send it up!"

A public servant took the receipt and IOU from Wu Song's hand and presented them to the magistrate with both hands.

The magistrate took a closer look:
Black paper and white words, signed and sealed!
The handwriting on the voucher and the IOU match, and the fingerprints are also the same!
In other words, the voucher and the IOU are both real!
Since Wu Song was so sure about it, it is conceivable that the story of him roasting tiger meat and eating it in the mountain temple was also true!
The bones, flesh and skin are all there, it's basically confirmed!
Ximen Qing is a liar!

Big leather swallow!

Beads of sweat as big as soybeans slowly slid down his forehead, and the magistrate was struggling between his conscience and his conscience at this moment!
If we admit that Wu Song is the real tiger-killing hero, it is equivalent to admitting that he, the county magistrate, is a big fool...

If he doesn't admit that Wu Song is the real tiger-killing hero, then he is treating everyone as a fool...

Thousands of people are watching!
The facts are clear and the evidence is conclusive. Can he still shut up the people?

If he can't stop it, his reputation will be ruined!
How to break?
The magistrate's little hands scratched the gavel until sparks flew, and he didn't know what decision to make...

(End of this chapter)