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Zhao Youtang's originally nonchalant expression froze instantly, and then he scratched his ears, frowned and said, "Say it again? I didn't hear it clearly."

The threat in his tone was obvious, but Ling Chuan was oblivious: "I said 10,176 taels of silver. How about this? I'll round it off to 10,000 taels of silver."

Zhao Youtang is so annoyed, do I need you to round off the number?

"How did you calculate the amount of over ten thousand taels of silver? Do you know who I am? Are you trying to blackmail me?"

"Sir, please take a look." Ling Chuan handed over the list.

Zhao Youtang looked at the list, his expression gradually becoming ferocious. "What the hell is that glass plate of yours? Forty-eight taels a piece? Huh? And that porcelain vase, three thousand taels a pair?"

"You are seeking death yourself, so you can't blame me." Zhao Youtang grinned and looked at Song Xianzu at the side: "Brother Song, this man is blackmailing, should your military department be in charge of him?"

Song Xianzu's expression brightened instantly. He was originally worried that this situation would be difficult to resolve, but now it's a good thing. This man is still young, and he actually dared to blackmail the second son of the Zhao family. He really doesn't know how to write the word death.

"Mr. Zhao, although this matter is not under the jurisdiction of our military department, we cannot turn a blind eye to the crime committed by someone. Come, escort him to the Shangyuan County Government Office."

Two soldiers stepped forward and twisted Ling Chuan's arm, but the next moment, Cao Huanchun appeared, pushed the two soldiers away, and staggered back several steps.

'Swish, swish, swish!'

More than a dozen soldiers immediately drew their swords and became alert.

Song Xianzu's face turned serious: "What? You still dare to go against the court?"

It must be said that Song Xianzu's accusation was appropriate, but Ling Chuan was not a pushover, and he had the bronze badge of the Investigation Department in his pocket: "Sir, although you have the official title, you cannot slander someone in broad daylight. You must know that there is also a provision in the Dasheng Law that allows for false accusations and counter-punishment."

Song Xianzu snorted, "You blackmailed Mr. Zhao in public, and everyone present was a witness. How can you say it's a false accusation?"

Ling Chuan did not back down: "Then what evidence do you have for accusing me of blackmail?"

"There are witnesses and evidence, and you still dare to deny it?" Zhao Youtang stepped forward and raised the list in his hand. He had always been the one who made trouble for no reason, but today he was right. He was so proud and arrogant that he even walked around and showed the list to the onlookers.

But just as he was circling, he actually saw Earl Yongning standing in the crowd. He couldn't help but shudder all over, but the next moment he straightened his chest and said, "I am in the right today, what am I afraid of?"

Ling Chuan snorted and said, "This glazed plate is a top-grade one made by Master Liao Yishou himself. It is used to paste windows. It is the first of its kind in the world. Just now, it was all smashed by your men. I didn't ask for a penny more for the forty-eight taels of silver per piece. I have Master Liao Yishou's delivery receipt as proof."

Liao's reputation as a glass maker was well-known enough, and it was also well known that one inch of glass cost one tael of silver, but Zhao Youtang was still not convinced.

"Then the Ru kiln porcelain vases you bought for two thousand taels of silver, could they also have been made by Liao?"

This time it was Ling Chuan's turn to be confused. He glanced at Xiao Taohong, who snorted, "I wrote down two thousand taels of silver less. This pair of porcelain vases was made by Master Liu of the official kiln back then, and they have inscriptions on them. If we take them to buyers now, there will be people who will take them even for three thousand taels."

Zhao Youtang snorted disdainfully: "If you say it's Master Liu's, then it's Master Liu's. There are fakes of Master Liu all over the streets."

"If you don't believe it, you can find a professional to check it out."

For a moment, the situation was a little awkward. Not to mention Master Liu's porcelain vase, even the glazed plates were worth more than three thousand taels of silver. If he had to pay this money, Zhao Youtang felt that his own father would definitely break his legs.

Therefore, he had to intervene in this matter. As long as it was proven that the porcelain vase was a fake, he could be accused of blackmail and thrown into prison. Not to mention paying compensation, he would have to pay money to save his life.

After coming up with an idea, Zhao Youtang regained his momentum: "You said it, just wait."

After that, he gave a few instructions to the attendant beside him, and the attendant turned around and left. Zhao Youtang said again: "My housekeeper is well aware of this. I will make you pay in a moment. You dare to blackmail me, but you don't even ask who I am."

After saying that, he looked around like a victorious rooster, but when he turned to his father's direction, his neck couldn't help but shrink, but then straightened up again.

At this time, there were already several people around Earl Yongning, greeting him. Earl Yongning's face was not looking good, because two of these people around him were censors of the Censorate. If this matter was not handled well today, I am afraid that these two censors would report him to the emperor at the morning court tomorrow.

Soon, the steward of the Yongning Marquis's Mansion arrived. On the way, he learned the whole story and had already made a plan. Even if it was really the work of Master Liu, he would say it was a fake, otherwise the second young master would be in trouble.

The scene of the smashing and looting in the shop remained unchanged. After Ling Chuan's words, only a few of the parties involved entered the shop, and the door was still surrounded by a crowd of people.

The housekeeper rummaged through the fragments on the ground for a while, pieced together the pair of Ru kiln porcelain vases, and then began to identify them.

At first he was just pretending, but when he saw the pattern on the bottom of the porcelain vase, his expression changed. He rubbed his eyes, took the porcelain vase fragments and walked a few steps out the door, then looked at it repeatedly in the sunlight.

Finally, he leaned close to Zhao Youtang's ear and whispered, "Second Young Master, this matter may be a little tricky."

Zhao Youtang, who was originally smug, frowned and whispered, "Even if it's true, you have to say it's false, otherwise I'll make you suffer when I get back."

The expression on the housekeeper's face suddenly became interesting: "Second Master, this thing seems to be from the palace. The identity of the owner is probably not simple."

Ling Chuan was now unhappy: "What are you two, master and servant, discussing? Are you trying to make something true appear false?"

Zhao Youtang was also a little confused at this moment. He had inquired before coming here. He knew that the owner of this dim sum shop was surnamed Ling. In the capital, whether it was a noble family, a noble family, or a minister in the court, there was no one surnamed Ling. Besides, it was just a dim sum shop. Who would put such precious items in such a place?