Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Everyone in Xinzheng knew that Zuo Sima Liu Yi was short-tempered, capricious, and vindictive. Even a dog that walked past him might get kicked.

He is not an easy person to get along with.

However, today, outside the Dongcheng city gate in Xinzheng, the Zuo Sima, whom everyone feared and avoided, was dressed in a red robe, smiling broadly as he waited in the cold wind, occasionally standing on tiptoe to look into the distance, as if anticipating something.

Passersby walked past Liu Yi with their heads down. If it weren't for the fact that the detour was too far, they would have preferred to go through another city gate. However, as they passed by Liu Yi, they couldn't help but glance at him out of the corner of their eyes.

It's so strange, really so strange.

Another passerby, while stealing glances at Liu Yi, accidentally tripped over a stone and tumbled towards Liu Yi, about to collide with her.

Other pedestrians who witnessed this all showed expressions of sympathy. Given Liu Yi's personality, how could he expect to get away with it after being hit by this person?

However, what happened next was absolutely surreal. They thought a tragedy was about to happen, but they were shocked to see that Liu Yi actually helped the person who was about to fall.

"Be careful walking, your old arms and legs can't take a fall in winter." Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, Liu Yi helped the man up and said with a smile.

Is this Liu Yi?

If it weren't for the fact that his face was still somewhat rough and unattractive, everyone would have thought that this person was not the Left Sima at all.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." The man thanked Liu Yi repeatedly with tears in his eyes. He was not thanking Liu Yi for helping him up, but for not hitting him.

"Let's hurry into the city." Liu Yi waved his hand, and a rare look of kindness appeared on his rough and even savage face.

"Yes, yes, yes." Upon hearing this, the man felt as if he had been granted a pardon and ran towards the city gate in a panic.

Upon seeing this, Liu Yi's brow furrowed, and he looked at his personal guard beside him, asking, "Am I that scary?"

When Liu Yi asked him, the guard's mind raced: "Sir, aren't you scared yet? Although it can't stop a child from crying, it's close enough."

Of course, he would never dare to say such a thing, nor would he dare to neglect Liu Yi. Under immense pressure, his mouth seemed to have been blessed, and he said, "It is only because you are so imposing that these mediocre people are afraid of you."

"Absolutely." Only after the words left his mouth did the soldier realize his mistake and feel grateful for his own words; if he had spoken from the heart, he would have been finished.

"I think so too." Liu Yi stroked his beard, raising his eyebrows, clearly pleased. "Acher said the same thing when he was a kid."

"Sir, the young general should be arriving soon, right?" Seeing that Liu Yi was in a very good mood, the guard boldly asked.

"Soon, soon. According to Archer's schedule, we should be able to arrive in Xinzheng before noon today," Liu Yi recalled, a smile barely concealed on his rugged face.

He is middle-aged but still childless. After his sister passed away, he only has one nephew left. Over the years, he has treated this nephew as his own son and has taken meticulous care of him.

Five years ago, he spent a lot of money to send his nephew to study at the Jixia Academy in Qi. Now that his nephew has finally returned after completing his studies, he can use his connections to secure a civil service position for him.

Having studied at the Jixia Academy, even Zhang Kaidi couldn't say much.

As for why he, as one of the top five figures in the South Korean military, did not place his nephew in the military, Liu Yi said that he had already experienced the hardships of fighting on the battlefield, so how could he be willing to let his nephew suffer with him?

He fought so hard on the battlefield so that future generations could suffer less.

Seeing Liu Yi's animated expression as he spoke of his nephew, the guards immediately grasped the crux of the matter. They wanted to say something more, but suddenly Liu Yi seemed to see something and impatiently ran off into the distance.

As his personal guard, he quickly followed, running and looking into the distance. He saw a rider coming from the east, the morning sun casting a golden halo around him.

The man seemed to have seen Liu Yi as well, and quickly nudged his horse's belly to urge it forward. As they drew closer, the guards could see the man's face clearly.

The newcomer appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a scholar's robe. He had red lips and white teeth, and was elegant and refined. His sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes added a touch of heroic spirit to his appearance.

This is the adult's nephew. He doesn't look like him at all. They say that a nephew resembles his uncle. How could the adult, with his rugged and brave appearance, have such an elegant and handsome nephew?

Amidst the guards' confusion, the man jumped off his horse, ran a few strides to Liu Yi, bowed deeply, and said in a delicate yet somewhat languid voice, "Ache greets Uncle."

"Good, good, Archer has really grown up." Liu Yi helped the young man in front of him up, held his arm, and looked him over carefully, showing his affection.

"Come on, it's cold outside, let's talk in the carriage." Liu Yi pulled the young man up and walked towards the carriage, while the guards pulled the horses aside and followed behind the two at a distance.

"Did your uncle arrive early this morning?" the young man asked.

"You haven't been here long, Archer. How have you been doing at the Jixia Academy all these years?" Liu Yi asked.

His nephew has grown up, and he is planning a job for him. Although it is entirely for his nephew's benefit, he must also listen to his nephew's opinions and see what his nephew likes and what he is good at.

"It's alright. Jixia Academy is amazing. Everyone there is talented and speaks very well. I really like it there." The young man replied, a strange look in his eyes.

No one knew that although he was still the same person, he was no longer the same.

Five days ago, he was ambushed and killed on the border between Qi and Wei. Unexpectedly, he did not die. On the verge of death, he regained his memories of his past life.

The past life is gone and best left unmentioned, but this life...

Thinking of this, a complex look appeared in his eyes. After regaining his memories of his past life, he already knew that this was a world called Tianxing Jiuge, which could also be called Qin Shi Mingyue.

As for his identity, it was even more bizarre. His surname was Yang and his given name was Che. He was actually the nephew of Liu Yi, the Left Sima of the State of Han.

Having watched "Nine Songs of the Sky" and "Qin's Moon" in his previous life, he knew what kind of person this Left Sima of Han was—a cruel and unlucky villain.

For the sake of a woman, he schemed against his colleagues and betrayed his allies. Although he eventually won the beauty, he was subjected to emotional abuse and was ultimately killed at home by the very person he had schemed against.

Liu Yi's death was not innocent, so he didn't think Liu Yi was pitiful, but he was unlucky nonetheless.

"It seems that sending you to Jixia Academy back then was indeed the right decision." Liu Yi observed Yang Che's expression when he talked about Jixia Academy, and believed that what Yang Che said was true. He was even more satisfied with his decision back then.

The uncle and nephew, who had been separated for many years, chatted all the way back to the Left Sima Mansion in Xinzheng. Liu Yi was still pulling Yang Che and saying, "Come back and rest for a while. You haven't been back to Xinzheng for many years. You can take this time to have some fun in Xinzheng."

"I'll follow my uncle's arrangements," Yang Che nodded.

"After the New Year, I will petition the King to find you a civil official position. With your uncle here to protect you, I will definitely be able to promote you to a high-ranking official position within ten years," Liu Yi said boastfully with a guarantee.

As the two entered the mansion, Yang Che saw a woman in her thirties standing on the steps in front of the hall. Upon seeing the two, she came forward to greet them.