Since I've already gone all out, I might as well say everything I want to say. Who knows if I'll ever have another chance to speak?
The next day, Jia Ren came to collect the memorials. When he opened them, his face turned dark. He was furious that the memorials he had collected were almost as tall as him!
He figured he must have angered the public. Even if he managed to appease the emperor by not having him attend court for the next few days, there was no guarantee that the cabinet members wouldn't bring up the matter again in front of the emperor later.
Jia Ren decided to strike first.
He ran up to the emperor, put on a crying face, and staged a dramatic performance, distorting the truth and deceiving him. When he got emotional, he even squeezed out two crocodile tears.
The emperor was focused on grooming his horse, listening absentmindedly to Jia Ren's words, and actually believed them. He waved his hand, telling Jia Ren to handle the matter himself and not to bother him.
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" Jia Ren kowtowed to the Emperor with a grateful expression and withdrew, feeling refreshed.
Upon entering the cabinet, he revealed his ferocious expression and angrily relayed the emperor's decree (of course, it was fake; he made it up himself): "All officials who submitted memorials falsely accusing Jia Ren shall be dragged out and given thirty strokes of the cane."
Jia Ren originally wanted to say fifty strokes of the cane, but these scholars were not very strong. If they were all beaten to death, it would be a hassle to clean up the mess. So he reluctantly agreed to change it to thirty strokes of the cane.
He arrived at the execution ground triumphantly, ready to watch those who had insulted him be flogged.
The young eunuch standing nearby was also very perceptive. He brought Jia Ren a small wooden stool and even wiped it twice with his sleeve before inviting Jia Ren to sit down.
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