Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

Offering amnesty and having the city guards take in bandits—what a clever scheme! They're trying to solidify my guilt.

But wouldn't it be better to be more direct? Is there something you're hesitant about?

Qin Huaiyu initially disagreed, but seeing several armored soldiers approaching, he raised his hand.

"Wait a minute."

The armored soldier stopped in his tracks.

Upon seeing this, Gao Po became wary and immediately drew his long sword.

"What, you still want to resist?"

Such a strong reaction, isn't it overly cautious?

Qin Huaiyu sneered:

"You're overthinking it. How could I dare disobey? I just need to explain a few things."

As he spoke, he looked at Yun Suyan.

Yun Suyan understood and immediately leaned forward. Although she was still confused and didn't understand what Black Cloud Village or the amnesty meant, she understood the current situation.

The city guards arresting people on charges is reasonable and in accordance with the law. If they cause trouble at this time, it will only make the situation worse.

"What do you want to do?" Gao Po shouted.

Qin Huaiyu ignored the other party and whispered a few words into Yun Suyan's ear.

"How dare you plot against us! Take him down!" Gao Po said with a stern face, feeling that the young man in front of him was not taking him seriously at all.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers resumed their actions.

Qin Huaiyu frowned, turned around, and then stomped his foot.

An invisible energy spread out.

The armored soldier who had stepped forward paused, his expression suddenly changing drastically.

Gao Po also felt the impact of that energy, and his eyes widened in shock.

As a cultivator, he could naturally sense the extraordinary nature of that energy.

"This kid is really capable!"

Seeing that the intimidation had worked, Qin Huaiyu said:

"No need to trouble you all, I can walk by myself."

After saying that, he strode outside.

Seeing this, Gao Po breathed a sigh of relief and told his men to quickly follow.

As he watched the crowd quickly disappear through the doorway, Ah Niu frowned deeply.

"Boss, what do we do now?"

"You stay home and watch the house!"

After saying that, Yun Suyan also went out the door.

"What? Everyone's gone? What's the point of guarding the house now?"

.........

Prefectural Governor's Office

In the courtyard

Chu Yanxi sat in the pavilion, holding a calligraphy brush and focusing intently on writing on the rice paper.

"Clouds remind me of her garments, flowers of her face; the spring breeze caresses the balustrade, the dew is heavy. If not seen atop Mount Qunyu, she will be met beneath the moon on the Jade Terrace."

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful! A few words have captured her stunning beauty. If those old fogies in Kyoto saw this, they'd probably jump up and down in anger."

Chu Langtian's eyes lit up. As a civil official, he naturally possessed knowledge. Although his literary talent was limited, he was no ordinary person. He could tell at a glance that this poem was extraordinary, so he couldn't help but praise it.

"Father, do you know the name of this poem?" Chu Yanxi put down her brush.

Chu Langtian shook his head.

"This poem is titled 'Thoughts While Gazing at the Willows and the Bright Moon,'" Chu Yanxi said, a hint of resentment appearing on her face.

Chu Langtian was taken aback. "Liu Mingyue, owner of Qingfeng Workshop."

"That's right, Father. Do you know who wrote this poem?"

Chu Langtian knew that his daughter liked poetry, but he also knew that she did not have such literary talent.

After a moment's thought, a person involuntarily popped into my mind.

"With such talent, could it be that kid Qin Huaiyu?"

Chu Yanxi nodded with a straight face and said:

"That's right, it's him. And Liu Mingyue has been publicizing it so much that it's probably spread all over the streets and alleys by now. She's afraid that others won't know about it."

You little rascal, messing with my girl isn't enough, you dare to mess with other women too. Men are all the same...

However, this talent is truly astonishing. If Mingyue's poem was accidental, then this one proves to be inevitable.

This child is an absolute genius. Coupled with his intellect and extreme strength, if he is properly nurtured, his future will be limitless.

Chu Langtian pondered to himself, but his words were utterly merciless:

"That kid is outrageous. I knew he wasn't a good person long ago. Sure enough, he's young and already lustful and frequents brothels. He's truly immoral and leads a decadent life. Daughter, you should stay away from him in the future."

Chu Yanxi was utterly dumbfounded.

Father has never criticized anyone like this before. What's wrong with him today? Why is he reacting so strongly? Besides, didn't he go to Qingfeng Lane himself? And now he's criticizing others...

Why is it that only officials are allowed to set fires, while ordinary people are forbidden to light lamps?

She glanced at her father and said with displeasure:

"Father, you know what Liu Mingyue does. I believe Huaiyu's actions have their reasons and are not as despicable as you say."

Hmph, that guy isn't a good person either. I've known him for a while now, why hasn't he written me a poem...?

Chu Langtian was stunned and said:

"No, he's already like this, why are you still defending him?"

"Let's stick to the facts."

It's over, there's no hope!

Chu Langtian was in so much pain; despite all his precautions, he hadn't been able to prevent it!

"Father, don't you think there's something fishy about this?" Chu Yanxi asked.

"What do you mean?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Huaiyu went to Qingfengfang to look for information, and the bargaining chip should be that poem. But Liu Mingyue spread it in this way, which suggests that her motives are not pure."

Chu Langtian nodded after hearing this and said:

"This Liu Mingyue has a mysterious background. Just by looking at Qingfeng Workshop, you can tell that the power behind her is definitely not simple."

I have had contact with this woman. She is extremely shrewd and doesn't waste her efforts. Furthermore, I have a spies who have informed me that she seems quite interested in the Yan family recently. As for the poem, I don't know why.

"The Yan family?"

Chu Yanxi frowned, deep in thought. "Could it be that what Huaiyu asked is also related to the Yan family? That means the Yan family might have clues about what I'm looking for?"