"This blame really landed squarely on me."
Zheng Fan closed his eyes, feeling somewhat amused and helpless. This must be karma.
"Although Qian State has suppressed the news, at least in the three counties of Qian State, this line of text left by my lord is, one might say, quite widely known. Mr. Chen arrived at the village, found this line of text, and directly concluded that you, my lord, massacred the villagers. This is quite normal. Moreover, local officials would likely protect each other and wouldn't genuinely investigate who was truly responsible. Blaming it on you, my lord, is also the most convenient course of action. After all, once hostilities begin, plundering civilians and such are just commonplace."
After seeing the inscription and getting confirmation from the local government, then recalling my recent exploits of leading troops to break cities and shift battlefields, it's perfectly logical that Mr. Chen identified me as the true culprit.
