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Since Jingshufang has the guts to sue the major pirate booksellers in Daliang City to the government, it naturally has something to rely on.

Just like what Emperor Liang discovered that day, these booksellers are the best at speculating, and everyone knows their petty thoughts, but when it comes to court, their mouths are tougher than boiled ducks.

This one said that there is no such thing as plagiarism in the name of a work, and it is unreasonable to accuse Jingshufang of bullying others; the one confidently claimed that they only "borrowed" some inspiration from Yan Heqing, and there is no sentence in the full text that is exactly the same. What is copying?Not only that, but also brought out many examples of predecessors using ancient poems to give themselves a platform, and I almost believed it when I was fooled.

The adjudicator in charge of the case in the hall was so quarreled by the whole room that his head was throbbing. He picked up the gavel in annoyance, and was trying to stop the noisy guys from shouting, when he heard someone preaching loudly outside: "Yan Heqing arrived—"

The onlookers who were originally happy and eating melons were not calm now. They all stared and looked in that direction, wanting to know who the author of the best-selling storybook that has recently swept the entire Daliang is and what he looks like.

The official was also taken aback by the report, and before he could react, he saw Jing Xinglan dressed in ordinary civilian clothes, passing through the crowd and walking to the open space in front of the hall.

He bowed and saluted: "Yan Heqing, a grassroots man, I have met the judge."

Judge: "..."

The seat under the butt suddenly became hot.

After all, he is also one of the officials in the capital, how could he not have seen what the current prince looks like?

But thinking of the greeting sent by the palace this morning, the judge could only temporarily suppress the anxious feeling in his heart, cleared his throat, tried his best to maintain the majestic expression on his face, and asked: "Then Yan... Yan Heqing, since you are here, do you have anything to say to me?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt bad. Facing important people related to the case, there was no one who asked questions like him.Fortunately, no one in the room noticed this mistake for the time being, and they all stared at the back of "Yan Heqing" in the hall and talked about it.The gazes of the booksellers next to him were greedy and resentful. Jing Xinglan knew without guessing that what these people wanted was to win him as soon as possible after the case was over, and get rid of him as soon as possible if they couldn't.

He raised his head and answered the judge's question without changing his expression: "My lord Mingjian, I am here today just to ask you a few questions of booksellers, if they can answer you, then I will let Jingshufang withdraw this book." case, and forget about it.”

"Oh? What's the problem?"

"First," Jing Xinglan said in a calm and clear voice, "Excuse me, Boss Zhang, as far as I know, the first batch of generic books in the city to be shipped to other places came from the bookstore under your name, am I right? "

Boss Zhang narrowed his eyes, a little vigilant: With so many people present, why did Yan Heqing single out himself as a target? Could it be that he thought he was a soft persimmon?

He sneered, but he admitted it openly: "Yes, but so what? It's just the same name. Even if you search Daliang's laws, you can't find any regulations to judge me as plagiarism!"

This Boss Zhang was originally the shopkeeper of a branch of a large bookstore in the south of the Yangtze River. After working for four or five years, he set up his own business, relying on a copy of "The Romance of Huo Qubing Heroes", which he cobbled together from various unofficial and official histories. With the fame of the bookstore, he made a lot of money in the Jiangnan area.His style is that he only wants to make money, use whatever means, and be shameless, not to mention other competitors. In the end, even his old club was finally defeated by him, and was completely annexed by Boss Zhang's bookstore.

And because he has mastered the wealth code, not only has he opened bookstores all over the country, but it can also be said to be one of the fastest bookstores in Daliang.Basically, the books sold in the store cater to ordinary people who have basically never read any books, but have a strong desire for various heroic legends.

Compared with the main text, the illustrations account for more than one-third of the content of the book. Boss Zhang is also very good at marketing hot spots, compiling all kinds of erotic love histories for historical figures to attract people to rush to buy. Why arrange a Hun girl for Yue Fei? Some love-hate entanglement, write a widowed sister-in-law for Huo Qubing and Wei Qing who have been lingering for more than ten years... In short, how to attract people's attention.

If it is put into modern times, then this boss Zhang is definitely a good hand in marketing accounts.

Two years ago, he put his business under the feet of the emperor, but where is the capital so messy?After Boss Zhang saw the power and wealth of Beijing merchants, his greed became more and more greedy. In the business of selling books, where is the sale of salt and iron?

But not everyone can get through the joints. Just like Liu Shiyi tried his best to find someone to do business in Daliang City, Boss Zhang naturally thought of using his contacts.But the expenses, travel expenses, and costs of this item are astronomical figures just for gifts.He mobilized all the funds he could mobilize, and the money on hand was tight, and he was so anxious that he could hang a layer of oil in the beggar's bowl.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Yan Heqing's book bumped into his eyes.

At first, Boss Zhang, like other booksellers, saw that there was a big man behind Jingshufang, so he didn't dare to act rashly.But probably the huge benefits and the urgency of lack of money made him lose the ability to think calmly. In the end, Boss Zhang gritted his teeth and resorted to the method that those booksellers used to deal with him when he was doing business in Jiangnan——

copy!

There are a lot of articles in the world to copy. Since others can copy his, why can't he copy others?

But Boss Zhang still kept his eyes open, not so blatantly.Following the example of a cunning bookseller who made him grit his teeth but was helpless, he hired a down-and-out scholar to extract the plot line of "Rebirth: The First Prime Minister", including character relationships, background settings, etc. Wait, and then there is a big shift in the universe, the name remains unchanged, the plot is broken up, the dialogue is expanded, and some of the most classic scripts and old routines are mixed in. In just three days, a new book is released like this.

And with Boss Zhang, the first person who dared to eat crabs, other booksellers in the city naturally flocked to him.This resulted in a total of 13 other people who were present at the court besides him and Jingshufang.

"Even if the famous people have the same name, there are tens of thousands of scholars in the world, and the experience of taking the imperial examination is naturally similar." He stared at Jing Xinglan, flicked his sleeves, and raised his chin with disdain. Come on, this is not plagiarism!"

"Okay," Jing Xinglan was not irritated by him, and asked calmly, "Then I will confirm with Boss Zhang again, do you really think so? Even if the logic of the plot collides, it is not plagiarism? "

His question made Boss Zhang's heart pound, but in front of so many people in the hall, and the staring eyes of the judge above, he could only bite the bullet and repeat: "It doesn't count as plagiarism!"

Jing Xinglan looked at him, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

He ignored Boss Zhang who was still stubborn at this point, but turned to the judge and said, "I don't know if my lord knows, but five years ago, Mr. Jin Cong'en, who was in charge of the trial in the Jiangnan mansion at that time, accepted I have been to a petition against a time-honored bookstore in the city called Tianan for blatantly plagiarizing the best-selling folk story book "The Romance of the Heroes of Huo Qubing", and the bookseller who appealed..."

The man chuckled and raised his hand: "It's this Boss Zhang standing beside me now."

Regardless of Boss Zhang's suddenly wide-open eyes, the judge in the hall frowned and asked thoughtfully, "Then what does this have to do with this case?"

"Of course there are," Jing Xinglan replied slowly and methodically, every sentence was like a heavy hammer on Boss Zhang's heart, "Because Boss Zhang's reason for appealing at that time was that most of the script's plot logic was the same. , and the titles of the two books differ only by one letter.”

His eyes turned cold, and he stared at Boss Zhang with a pale face and asked, "I just don't know, it's only been five years, why did Mr. Zhang suddenly feel that even the exact same literary name is not plagiarized?"

Boss Zhang's mind is in a mess. He doesn't know how Jing Xinglan knew about the incident five years ago. It is obvious that Mr. Jin has already transferred to the north to take up a post, and the file room is unable to check the original files because of a fire... How the hell did he find out! ?

Noticing his delirious appearance, Jing Xinglan exchanged a look with the black-haired young man standing in the crowd behind him calmly.

Qiao Jing was still holding 008 who came to the city with them in his arms, and the little black cat raised its chin triumphantly, making everyone around look amazed.Although the specific process of the case back then can be known by letter to Jin Cong-en, it is obvious that this kind of plagiarism case has been very difficult to judge since ancient times. .

But a confession is different.

This kind of behavior, if placed in the main beam, is a serious crime that will be sent to prison.

Thanks to 008's vast database, the little black cat really contributed a lot to being able to find out the key points of the case's success.

The judge also saw that something was wrong with Boss Zhang, and he said in a cold tone, "Zhang Dongke, do you agree with what he said just now?"

Boss Zhang gritted his teeth and said: "I don't admit it! At that time, there was no relevant law to stipulate the limit of plagiarism, so I did not win this lawsuit, and I did not appeal with the reason Yan Heqing said, he was purely slandering! My lord is so enlightened!"

With a plop, he knelt down in the hall, weeping bitterly and began to kowtow to the judge.

"Stand up, what are you crying and kneeling for?" The judge looked at him boredly, but he had already made up his mind.

Jing Xinglan is a majestic prince, although he doesn't understand why he came to get involved in this case, but would he lower his status to slander a small bookseller?

Simply ridiculous!

"Your Excellency doesn't know something." Jing Xinglan was next to him and gave him the final fatal blow. "Actually, Lord Jin is also in the capital recently. He should have just arrived yesterday and is about to meet His Majesty. If Boss Zhang I really feel that I have been wronged, and I believe that Mr. Jin will return your innocence."

Boss Zhang really looked ashamed now.

He collapsed on the ground, staring at Jing Xinglan blankly, his mouth was trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

The judge shouted and asked: "Zhang Dongke, what else do you have to say!"

Boss Zhang didn't even hear his voice, his eyes were full of the words that Jing Xinglan mouthed to him not far away:

"Admit plagiarism, otherwise I will sue you for price gouging and punish you for several crimes."

The expression on the man's face was unusually calm, but Boss Zhang seemed to have seen a ghost, ignoring the tearing eyes of other booksellers, grabbed the ground with his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "My lord, I plead guilty! The lard was blinded, and I saw that the eyes of money were open, and I teamed up with other booksellers in the city to tamper with Yan Heqing's plot, copying the entire book! It's all copying!!!"

His state was close to madness, and of course those booksellers who were dragged into the water by him quit, yelling loudly at Zhang Dongke, you fucking shit, whoever is in collusion with you, rushing over to fight him.

All of a sudden, the trial hall became lively again, it was so noisy that it looked like a vegetable market.

But this time the judge didn't want to bear it anymore, he slapped the gavel directly, and said loudly: "Bold! Disturb the order of the court, come, give me ten strokes of these booksellers first, as a punishment!"

"...Forgive me, my lord!"

After the crackling of the board, the booksellers immediately became honest, and the judge in the hall also made a decision.

He quickly glanced at Jing Xinglan who was standing there with downcast eyes and frowned eyebrows, who didn't seem to make any expression, and understood that the prince was going to let him do business, so he announced loudly: "Since Zhang Dongke has pleaded guilty, then we will follow his plagiarism. Compared with the books printed by other booksellers, if the ratio exceeds the standard, it will be directly sentenced to plagiarism; if the ratio is lower than that of Zhang Dongke, then it will be fined or imprisoned depending on the situation. The specific punishment will be decided after discussion between the official and the supervisor.”

Many cases in Daliang will be pronounced according to precedents, just like before the second-rank minister was plagiarized, plagiarism was common among the people, and even if the plagiarized person appealed, there was no legal basis.After hearing these words, Qiao Jing, who was standing in the crowd, understood that Daliang's regulations on plagiarism of literary works would usher in further development from now on.

Booksellers like Zhang Dongke who made a fortune by "taking shortcuts" will gradually disappear in the city from now on.

The trial of the case is basically over, Jingshufang won a big victory, Jing Xinglan also ordered Duan Ran to recruit more manpower in the future, and strive to sell high-quality and cheap genuine books to all parts of the country.

But Qiao Jing kept thinking about one thing. On the way back, he couldn't help asking: "So, that Jin Congen really just happened to come to the capital at this time to appeal to His Majesty?"

Jing Xinglan gave an "um" in a raised voice, and after listening, he calmly said, "Of course it's impossible."

Qiao Jing: "...Then you are not afraid of being exposed? Be careful that Zhang Dongke will bite you back."

Daliang was very jealous that the royal relatives used their power to know the law and broke the law. At that time, there was a big case involving several royal family members. Those who were imprisoned were sent to prison, and those who were executed were still talked about by the people.

"Don't worry, I've already made preparations," Jing Xinglan smiled, "As a prince, I still have some small privileges that I can take advantage of."

"For example, write a letter to the emperor a few days in advance, asking him to find a reason to call Jin Cong-en to the capital to catch up on the old days or something," he said, "Jin Cong-en is a decent person with traditional thinking. After so many years, the emperor suddenly thought of it, and he was probably moved to tears in the palace right now."

Qiao Jing blinked. Even if he didn't understand these twists and turns, he still had to admire Jing Xinglan's impeccable operation.

High, really high.

"But Duan Ran told me one thing just now." Jing Xinglan rubbed his chin and looked at him with deep eyes, "I think what he said makes sense."

Qiao Jing: "What?"

"He said that his energy is limited now, and he doesn't want to waste time on unnecessary entertainment," Jing Xinglan said. As soon as various images of drinking and drinking appeared in Qiao Jing's mind, he was caught by his next sentence. It shattered, "But the entertainment he was talking about is not drinking and eating as you think, but the hundreds of reminders and inquiries from the people in front of the Jingshufang shop every day."

The man stretched out his hand, casually pinned Qiao Jing's broken hair behind his ears, and said with a smile, "Although I'm pretty good at doing business, it's hard for a smart woman to make a living without rice. All the beams are waiting for you." You are writing the second volume, Teacher Yan Heqing."

Qiao Jing: "..."