"Bullshit!" Uncle Tai couldn't hold it in any longer and started cursing. "This cashmere mat was brought back from the grassland by our clansmen. It was woven using a method my niece-in-law figured out! It has nothing to do with you. Why should we be thieves just because you say something?"
"Hey, our young master is of such status that he can't possibly accuse you!" The blue-clothed steward was so proud that he almost wagged his tail. He glanced at everyone in the village with disdain and shouted, "Our young master is the son of the county magistrate, a talented scholar who returned from studying at the southern academy!"
Mr. Tai Sanye and the villagers all felt a sinking feeling in their hearts. If it was just an ordinary wealthy family or a gentry who came to cause trouble, it would be easy to deal with.
No matter how much you talk or how much trouble you cause, it doesn't matter. In the end, you won't suffer any big loss.
But it would be troublesome if the other party is a son of an official!
Since ancient times, the people have never fought against the officials. How could ordinary people be the opponents of the officials!
The manager in blue saw the expressions on everyone's faces and thought he had frightened them, so he became even more arrogant.
"Open the door, open it quickly! You said you weren't stealing our master's things, so you should at least take them out for comparison, right?
"Let us see how your workshop weaves cashmere mats! If the stitching is truly different, then we've wronged you! But if it's the same, then hmph, none of you will escape today and you'll all be sent to jail!"
After saying this, he called the two maids forward and ordered them, "Go in and take a good look at it. You must look carefully. If you make any mistakes, don't blame me for punishing you."
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