My Husband Comes from the Future
My Husband Comes from the Future Chapter 134.4

Chapter 134: Presenting a Book 4/4

Even the head of the guards couldn’t hold back his tears.

That day, in the emperor’s bedchamber, many people cried.

The emperor had been feeling uncomfortable, but after crying, he felt a bit better.

Taking a deep breath, he said, “Old Lü, I remember you saying before that you wanted to bring back some victims of the Lou family from Linhu County?”

“Yes, Your Majesty, they are already on their way to the capital.”

“Let’s put off Zhang Zhiru’s matter for now. Let’s wait until they arrive,” the emperor said. “Zhang Zhiru did well! King Jin was negligent!”

Originally, he didn’t want to confront King Jin, but now he thought… if he didn’t deal with this matter, who knew what King Jin would do in the future!

If he passed the throne to someone who disregarded the lives of the people… he would be letting down the people of the world.

He hoped King Jin would wake up in time.

After some thought, the emperor said again, “Old Lu, have someone print a few more copies of these books and distribute them. Also, prepare for me, I want to write a secret edict.”

He already knew what Zhang Zhiru had done.

Zhang Zhiru secretly mobilized the imperial guards and claimed that the killing of so many people was done with his secret edict.

When the emperor learned of this, he wasn’t very pleased, but now… he could provide Zhang Zhiru with an additional secret edict.

Zhang Zhiru killed people because he was afraid that if he didn’t act, those people would escape justice…

Thinking back on it, fortunately Zhang Zhiru took action.

Fortunately, he saw this book.

With these thoughts in mind, the emperor looked at the thick stack of books in his hand.

There were a total of five books here, each containing three cases of injustice.

Not to mention, these books were printed…

“The person who wrote these books must have written them a long time ago. Was it because of this book that Zhang Zhiru went to Linhu County?” The emperor thought of this possibility.

King Jin said, “It should be so. The people of Linhu County are truly miserable!”

When the emperor saw the book, others also saw it.

Feng Da took some books out and threw them in many places, such as a certain school.

That school was run by a juren.

In Chongcheng County, there were very few juren, and Sun Juren, who had a lot of power back then, was particularly influential.

In Yu County… even a juren like Li Zhao could become a county magistrate!

But in the capital, being a juren wasn’t very valuable.

Mainly because some juren who came to the capital to take the imperial examination, if they didn’t pass, wouldn’t immediately leave, but would stay in the capital to study in order to compete again in three years.

As a result, there were also many juren stranded in the capital.

These juren, in order to make a living, would also find some work.

In addition, there were many officials living in the capital, and their descendants would also study. Among them, there were quite a few who passed the juren examination… The capital was definitely the city with the most juren.

The juren who opened this school taught those who hadn’t even passed the xiucai exam yet.

After reading books all day, the students in the school began to leave: “I will return to my hometown to participate in the imperial examination next year. My grandfather wants me to pass the juren exam before returning. I don’t know if I will ever return.”

“Your grandfather is just saying that. Can he still arrange for you to get married in your hometown?”

“Of course not. My grandfather has already let my grandmother look at the girls in the capital!”

“Your grandfather and grandmother are really good to you! It’s different for my father. He really wants me to get married in my hometown…”

As they were talking, they suddenly noticed several books thrown at the entrance of the school.

“How did these books end up here?”

“Whose books are these?”

“These look like self-bound books, don’t they? But the binding is too ugly!”

They picked up the books from the ground and flipped through them.

At a teahouse, a group of young scholars were discussing scholarly matters.

As they discussed, the conversation naturally turned to current affairs, namely the recent case of Magistrate Zhang.

They hadn’t entered the officialdom, so they weren’t as afraid of King Jin, and they felt a bit sympathetic towards Magistrate Zhang.

However, sympathy aside, they also felt that Magistrate Zhang was in the wrong: “Magistrate Zhang should have gathered evidence and then submitted a memorial to the county magistrate. How could he act so recklessly?”

They had heard some things about Linhu County and felt that the county magistrate deserved to die, but they also felt that Magistrate Zhang shouldn’t have taken matters into his own hands and shouldn’t have killed so many people from the Lou family.

Just as they were speaking, the waiter brought over a few books. “Gentlemen, some books fell at the door. Are these yours?”

These scholars didn’t know if the books were theirs, so they just said, “Bring them here for us to have a look.”

When they received the books, they were a bit speechless. “Record of Injustice? Which bookstore printed this? Why is the binding so ugly?”

“Is this a vernacular novel? How can such an extremely ugly-looking book still have buyers? I wonder what’s written inside.”

“Why don’t we open it and find out?”

These scholars knew these weren’t their books and just wanted to see whose they were to tease each other.

But when they opened the book, they couldn’t put it down.

Renting a house in Chongcheng County cost quite a bit of money, and in the capital, the expenses for renting a house were even greater.

As for buying a house… those without a solid financial background couldn’t afford it.

In short, some low-ranking officials who usually didn’t have much income, or didn’t want to take extra money, couldn’t afford to rent big houses and could only live in small alleys.

There were some low-ranking officials living in Lianhua Alley.

That day, two officials returned from their shift, chatting and sighing, “My father in Shangfeng is about to celebrate his birthday, but I’m short of money. I don’t know what to give!”

“Your father in Shangfeng always finds ways to entertain guests to make it easier for you to give gifts.”

“Yeah! Every time he gives a gift to someone above him, he finds an excuse for us to give him one too…”

As they were talking, a beggar suddenly ran over and gave them two books.

“What’s this?” Neither of them understood.

But anyway, it was a book… They opened the books and couldn’t close them again!

Five thousand books, not too many, not too few.

Feng Da gave away hundreds of books in one afternoon.

These people might not just read them themselves, which means that in one afternoon, many people had seen these books!

And everyone who saw the books felt extremely sorry for the suffering people who narrated their hardships.

People are like that. For example, in the face of disasters like floods, simply telling someone that there has been a flood in a certain area and many people have died might make that person indifferent and unwilling to donate.

But if you show that person a video of a child crying beside their drowned parents, they might shed tears and generously donate.

Individual tragic experiences are particularly likely to evoke others’ emotions.

This was ancient times, without videos and photos, but words still had power!

On this day, countless people who read the books shed tears and felt truly sorry for the people of Linhu County.

Previously, when the Lou family beat the drum of grievance, many people sympathized with them, feeling sorry for the orphans and widows, but now…

Those orphans and widows were all plump and well-off, how pitiful could they be?

If they were pitiful, weren’t the common people who were harmed by their father and husband even more pitiful?

In this era, common people couldn’t voice their grievances because they were illiterate.

But today, some scholars in the capital “heard” the voices of the common people.

“No wonder Magistrate Zhang had to kill people!”

“Hope Magistrate Zhang stays safe!” “Magistrate Zhang was also forced into a corner!”

“King Jin keeps saying Magistrate Zhang is seeking personal revenge… How is this seeking personal revenge?”

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