I just wrote a love poem, how did that make me so powerful?

Chen Chengsong gave the instructions.

"Go to the accounting office and get some silver. Find some people to spread rumors in the streets. Say that the things the Xiao family sells are of dubious origin and are bad for your health. In short, we can't let them easily establish their reputation."

Chen Shijin patted his chest and guaranteed it.

"Dad, don't worry, I'm best at messing things up."

The three of them went to the accounting office to withdraw money, and after leaving the Chen residence, they headed towards the bustling streets and alleys.

After accepting the money, the scoundrels dispersed in twos and threes.

They would squat on street corners, at the entrance of teahouses, or by the vegetable market, and approach passersby to say a few words.

A burly man with bare chest squatted at the south street entrance and spoke to a passing old woman buying vegetables.

"Auntie, have you heard? All the fabrics the Xiao family uses are ones that have been used by beggars. They're so itchy to wear."

Another skinny guy stopped an old man drinking tea at the entrance of the teahouse.

"Uncle, you can't just buy anything from the Xiao family. I heard someone got a rash after trying it and almost didn't make it back."

Some tea drinkers believed it, while others were skeptical.

But the news started spreading like wildfire.

Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles.

In no time, the news had spread across most of the street.

Inside the tavern, things escalated to an even more outrageous level.

Some even said that the things sold by the Xiao family were poisonous, and attributed several recent bizarre deaths to the fabrics sold by the Xiao family.

"You guys don't know, do you? That Liu the Big-Headed guy from the south of the city, he used to be such a strong and muscular man. He even worked as a day laborer for the Xiao family. It was because of a problem with the fabric that he suddenly started coughing up blood and then died."

"Are the fabrics from the Xiao family really that bad? I used to buy them all the time, but I won't dare to anymore."

"Good heavens, what exactly is the Xiao family doing? Do they want to make everyone childless?"

"He who does such a thing as giving birth to a child without an anus will be punished by God sooner or later."

Chen Shijin sat by the window in the tavern, listening to the conversations inside and watching the people coming and going on the street, and took a satisfied sip of his drink.

"Hmph! I'll make sure you can't do it!"

Zhou Kang poured him wine and flattered him.

"Young Master Chen's move is brilliant; it's a mix of truth and falsehood, so even if they wanted to clarify, they couldn't."

Sun Decai followed suit and flattered him.

"Exactly. By the time they realize it, their reputation will be ruined. When that new thing comes out, nobody will want it even if it's given away for free. And that Xu Qing, without the Xiao family's backing, let's see how long he can keep up. Song Yao will be Chen Shao's possession sooner or later."

Chen Shijin felt relieved and took another sip of his wine.

The three of them took turns drinking, getting more and more smug with each sip.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, a sudden commotion broke out outside.

The number of people on the street had increased significantly, and several people started running quickly.

Someone stood by the roadside, gazing into the distance.

Someone shouted, "Come and see! Come and see!"

Chen Shijin frowned and put down his wine glass. "What's going on? Zhou Kang, go and check on him."

Zhou Kang stood up and grabbed a middle-aged man who was passing by.

"Hey bro, what's going on outside?"

"Hey, don't pull me, I'm in a hurry."

Zhou Kang took out a tael of loose silver.

"This is yours, tell me what happened."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up.

"The Xiao family set up a float outside, filled with girls from Chunhong Courtyard. They were dressed in such flamboyant clothes, and their outfits were quite unique, with thin, gauze-like overcoats under small tops."

The crowd squeezed people together, making their figures look incredibly curvaceous, with heaving waves of flesh. Everyone was scrambling to get a good spot; if you were slow, you wouldn't get one.

Upon hearing this, Chen Shijin's face turned pale.

Zhou Kang and Sun Decai were also frozen in place.

The middle-aged man passing by didn't understand why they were doing this, and reached out to take the one or two pieces of silver.

To everyone's surprise, Zhou Kang immediately clenched his fist.

"Get out! Get out now!"

The middle-aged man hadn't expected this. Seeing the three of them about to get angry, he snorted coldly.

"You bunch of despicable bastards! If you can't pay, then shut the hell up! You're a disgrace! Pah! Don't go out, or you'll get beaten to death!"

After he finished speaking, he spat.

Chen Shijin lost all interest in drinking.

"A float, the girls from Chunhong Courtyard?"

He slammed the wine glass down on the table.

"Let's go see what they're up to this time!"

The three rushed out of the tavern and squeezed through the crowd.

The roadside was already surrounded by layers upon layers of people, and those at the back couldn't see anything at all.

Zhou Kang and Sun Decai, one on each side, grabbed Chen Shijin's arms and desperately tried to squeeze in.

They could barely move around on the periphery of the crowd.

Once inside the circle, we ran into a wall of people.

Ahead of him were burly men and laborers, their arms thicker than his waist, blocking the way without moving an inch.

Zhou Kang got angry and patted the back of the man in front of him.

"Make way, make way! A good dog doesn't block the road. Give this young master a pass."

The man glanced back at him but didn't move.

Zhou Kang gave him another push.

"You bunch of bastards! Get out of my way right now, or I'll beat you until you're crying for your parents!"

Zhou Kang was used to being arrogant with his lackeys and completely forgot that there were only three of them.

His outburst drew disapproval from the people around him, who began to turn and look at him with displeasure.

"You have the nerve to glare at me! I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget..." Zhou Kang said, reaching out to slap the man in front of him.

Before he could even slap anyone, someone tripped him up.

Bang!

Zhou Kang's body swayed, and he fell directly to the ground.

The person next to him found an outlet for their anger and kicked him in the chaos.

Sun Decai cursed as he reached out to pull him, saying, "You peasants are asking for death."

As a result, he was also tripped by someone.

Seeing that things were not going well, Chen Shijin wanted to retreat, but there were more and more people behind him, so he couldn't retreat no matter what he wanted to do.

A foot suddenly appeared out of nowhere and tripped his leg, causing his knee to buckle and him to fall face down.

The three people piled on top of each other in the crowd, and no one knew how many times they had been kicked.

But I saw it on my buttocks, back, shoulders, head, and face.

There were footprints everywhere.

They tried to get up, but were pushed back by the people behind them. They couldn't get up or escape, so they could only curl up and take the beating while covering their heads.

When the crowd finally surged forward as the floats moved, the three of them were finally shaken off by the throng.

Chen Shijin slumped to the ground, his clothes covered in shoe prints, his hair ornament askew, and there was another shoe print on his face.

Zhou Kang and Sun Decai weren't much better off.

One was clutching his waist, the other was rubbing his leg, and their mouths were covered in dirt.

The three men, covered in dust and dirt, watched the float disappear into the distance, too exhausted to even speak.

The float moved slowly forward, surrounded by the crowd.

Several girls from Chunhong Courtyard were standing on the bus.

They were all wearing newly designed bras, covered with a layer of light gauze, semi-transparent, revealing their well-proportioned and smooth lines.

Bathed in sunlight, the light gauze swayed gently with the float.

Every step she took drew everyone's attention.

The girls on the floats nodded to the crowd from time to time, each gesture eliciting a murmur of surprise.

Some people clapped and cheered, some started asking about the price, and many more kept chasing after the car.

Chen Shijin sat on the ground, looking in the direction where the float had disappeared.

All I could hear were voices praising me.

"It's so beautiful!"

"The things the Xiao family makes are absolutely amazing."

"I'll go to the fabric shop now and ask how much it costs."

He listened to those sounds, the shoe print on his face still stinging.

The effects of the alcohol have completely worn off, and my heart is now mostly cold.

"Why don't those bastards in the Xiao family play by the rules?"

Zhou Kang muttered to himself, "Young Master Chen, what should we do?"

Chen Shijin was so angry he almost vomited blood.

"I'm not willing to accept this! Think of a way, quick!"