Transmigrating into a book, seducing him to rise to power

After sitting for a quarter of an hour, Jun Zechen, still preoccupied with the memorials he hadn't finished reviewing, got up to prepare to take Su Jingyao back.

Seeing that the distinguished guests were about to leave, the shopkeeper in red hurried over, his face full of ingratiating smiles.

He quickly said, "Welcome to come again next time."

Just as Jun Zechen and Su Jingyao stepped out of the carved gate of Mingxiang Yige, the military advisor from Yicheng arrived with dozens of soldiers, instantly surrounding Mingxiang Yige.

He stood proudly at the front of the army.

He shouted, "So it was you who beat the Li family's young master until he vomited blood and fainted?"

Jun Zechen remained calm, tilted his head slightly, and casually replied, "Yes, I did."

His tone made it sound like it was just a trivial matter.

"How dare you! Do you even respect the laws of the Imperial Dynasty? Since you have already admitted it, then come with me to the government office so that the city lord can sentence you."

Enraged, the soldier pointed at Jun Zechen and shouted at him.

"Alright, I'd also like to see how the city lord will interrogate this matter."

Jun Zechen's lips curled into a barely perceptible sneer, his eyes radiating authority. After speaking, he strode forward without hesitation.

Canjun stared blankly at Jun Zechen, his mind filled with doubt.

He originally thought that capturing this person would be quite a hassle, so he brought a lot of soldiers with him. He never expected that the person would be willing to go to the government office so easily.

Why do you look like you're in such a hurry?

This was truly beyond his expectations.

Jun Zechen felt somewhat irritated.

He knew that many of these cities were only superficially prosperous, and that they were filthy inside and needed to be vigorously rectified.

However, just like those corrupt officials in the imperial court, as soon as one is eliminated, another will always emerge, oblivious to the danger.

Although we can't kill them, we still need to make an example of them from time to time. Since we've encountered them today, let's make an example of them.

Jun Zechen wanted to see how the city lord of Yicheng planned to handle the Li family's affairs.

Su Jingyao's hand was held tightly by Jun Zechen, his movements gentle yet firm, but his expression was as cold as ice.

When they arrived at the government office, they were taken directly to the courtroom without any delay.

This was Su Jingyao's first time in such a place, and she looked around curiously.

Looking at the plaque hanging high in the courtroom, as well as the neatly arranged case and instruments of torture, it was not much different from what I had seen in TV dramas.

Not long after, several servants hurriedly carried over a stretcher, on which lay Li Yan, the young master of the Li family.

He was pale and breathing weakly.

Following them was the matriarch of the Li family, a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes with an angry expression, who was also Li Yan's mother.

Then the city lord walked to his seat in the courtroom, sat down slowly, his posture seemingly dignified, but actually revealing a hint of unease.

"Court is now in session—"

The bailiffs on the side shouted loudly, their voices echoing in the courtroom.

"I have heard that the person in the hall has admitted to assaulting Li Yan, the young master of the Li family. Is this confirmed?" the city magistrate asked sternly, his face grim.

"Yes," Jun Zechen replied coldly, his face expressionless.

"In that case, I will now render my judgment."

As the city lord spoke, he picked up the gavel and was about to strike it down.

"The city lord didn't inquire about the reasons? Wasn't the trial a bit hasty?"

Jun Zechen narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sharp as he stared directly at the city lord.

"Regardless of the reason, assault resulting in serious injury is a serious crime."

"According to the provisions of the 'Junlu Shuyi', Li Yan verbally harassed women and should be punished with flogging; he obstructed the normal operation of the teahouse and used his power to threaten the people and force them to consume in his teahouse, and should be punished with exile."

Jun Zechen remained calm and spoke clearly, word by word, the laws of the dynasty, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Upon hearing this, Madam Li glared at Jun Zecheng.

"These are just your side of the story. My son has always been virtuous and respectful; how could he possibly do those things?"

Jun Zechen didn't even glance at Madam Li, as if she didn't exist, his eyes fixed on the city lord with a deep and sharp gaze.

With an air of intense pressure, he asked, "Has the city lord dealt with Li Yan's crimes?"

"How dare you! You've beaten the Li family's young master to this state; how can you still harass women and threaten ordinary people?"

The city lord slammed his gavel down, trying to hide his guilty conscience.

"So the city lord isn't planning to continue the investigation?"

Jun Zechen's voice grew increasingly cold, and he exuded a chilling aura.

"I am simply stating the facts."

Jun Zechen gave him a chance, and since he didn't cherish it, there's no room for regret.

"In that case, Anshun, convey my decree: Yicheng City Lord Gu Yuan has been protecting the Li family's young master's numerous illegal acts, causing widespread public resentment and the collapse of the law. This is a serious betrayal of my trust and the people's expectations. I hereby abolish the position of City Lord and order the Prefect of the State to immediately go to Yicheng to take over the administration, restore order, and appease the people."

Jun Zechen's voice was strong and resonant.

After saying that, Jun Zechen didn't look at Gu Yuan's expression, which went from shock to fear, and turned around to take Su Jingyao's hand and walk out.

Anshun naturally stayed behind to handle the matter of Tanihara.

Although An Shun was always kind and approachable in front of His Majesty and the Empress, he also frequently interacted with officials in the court and could be quite dignified when he was serious.

Tanihara sat slumped in his seat as if his spine had been removed.

His Majesty? ! !

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his mind.

He had heard about His Majesty's southern tour, but he had no idea that His Majesty had come to Yicheng, let alone had such a fierce conflict with the young master of the Li family.

Oh no, oh no, this is completely over.

Gu Yuan's face was deathly pale, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

Madam Li below was still in a daze, not yet able to react to the sudden change.

Li Yan, who was standing to the side, could no longer hold on and fainted completely.

Anshun handled these matters methodically. Not long after, General Ye also entered with his guards. Gu Yuan's last remaining hope was completely shattered. His eyes became empty and lifeless, and his body trembled incessantly.

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Jun Zechen brought Su Jingyao back to the mansion. He kept his lips tightly closed and didn't say a word the whole way, and led Su Jingyao straight to the study.

Upon entering the study, Su Jingyao looked up and saw that there was another desk next to Jun Zechen's desk. Was this prepared for her?

Su Jingyao blinked, first looking at the table, then turning her gaze to Jun Zechen, who had no expression.

Jun Zechen didn't say anything, but sat down at the table, picked up a memorial, and began to read it intently, as if Su Jingyao beside him didn't exist, completely ignoring her.

Su Jingyao frowned slightly.

Isn't he caring too much about Li Jin? So many years have passed, why is he still so hung up on her?

Su Jingyao couldn't think of any other reason for Jun Zechen's current state besides Li Jin.

Seeing that she was looking at the memorial very seriously and seemed completely unconcerned about her, Su Jingyao didn't want to waste her time and got up to leave.

As soon as she opened the door, the servants guarding the entrance immediately stepped forward to stop her.

"Madam, Third Master said you cannot go out alone?" The servant's tone was respectful but firm.

A flash of annoyance crossed Su Jingyao's eyes. She turned and glared at Jun Zechen, who still didn't react much, before angrily sitting back down.

One hand rested on the table, while the other idly flipped through the books on it. Neither of them spoke, and the sound of turning pages was particularly clear in the quiet study.

Although Jun Zechen seemed focused on the memorial, he was actually keeping an eye on her every move.

Seeing that she was turned away by the servants and did not make a big fuss, he felt a little better.

He didn't want her to go out today, but she went out on her own. Jun Zechen could almost imagine that some foolish man would have ill intentions towards her and speak disrespectfully to her.

Fortunately, he had guards by his side, which made him feel a little more at ease.

But Jun Zechen never expected that Li Jin would also be there. The two of them even staged a scene of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, and even leisurely enjoyed tea and chatted together.

Whenever he thought of this, Jun Zechen became extremely angry and his mood soured.

I'll definitely teach her a lesson later.

Time slips away silently, like fine sand, second by second. Soon, the sun sets, and the magnificent sunset spreads across the sky like brocade.

Jun Zechen finally finished reviewing the memorials, breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched his stiff shoulders.

Su Jingyao's mind wasn't entirely on the book at first, but as she read on, she gradually became engrossed in it.

Jun Zechen silently walked up behind her, bent down slightly, and quickly grabbed her slender waist with both hands like iron clamps. With a sudden force, he put her directly on the table.

He then sat down on the stool with fluid, effortless movements.

Su Jingyao was completely caught off guard, and the book in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud" as she was startled.

"Is my husband finished with his work?"

"Um."

In modern times, Su Jingyao hated it most when her boyfriend coldly replied with "hmm." What was he pretending for? So prim and proper!

"I'm hungry, let's go eat."

Her face turned cold, and she made a move to get down from the table.

Suddenly, Jun Zechen reached out a hand and gripped her two ankles tightly, so tightly that she couldn't move.

He then casually took off her shoes, his eyes revealing a dangerous glint.

"Yaoyao was very naughty today and should be punished."

Not to be outdone, Su Jingyao stomped her foot on Jun Zechen's leg and said coquettishly, "What did I do wrong?"

"You don't want me to accompany you, is it because you want to see Li Jin?"

Jun Zechen's voice was filled with jealousy. This woman liked him because he was the emperor, but if Li Jin helped her manage her business, would she also like Li Jin?

Su Jingyao felt somewhat helpless.

"I didn't know I would run into Li Jin."

Jun Zechen gripped her waist with both hands, his deep, dark eyes fixed on her.

"Yaoyao can only love me."

Even if she doesn't love him, she can only love him. Whatever she wants, he can give her.

Su Jingyao sighed helplessly again. She should try to coax him; if she continued to be jealous, she would only hurt herself.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at him with sincere and affectionate eyes, "I only love my husband."

It's easy to be moved, but difficult to settle down. Encounters are predestined, and staying together is based on sincerity.

Genuine affection is not a fleeting joy and fervor, but rather thoughtfulness and consideration over time, a gentle and enduring love and understanding. She may not be able to reciprocate Jun Zechen's love with equal affection, but she will respond to this love.

Upon hearing this, Jun Zechen could not suppress his impulse, stood up, bent down, and kissed her.

A chance encounter, a lifetime of cherished love; no matter how many other encounters you have, none can compare to her.

The beauty's clothes gradually came undone.

The two were pressed close together, making the full moon seem crescent-shaped, and a conversation took place on the table.

It cannot be explained in words, but can only be understood intuitively.