Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 132 Liang Shanbo, Oh Liang Shanbo

Everything is difficult at the beginning; the wind and snow weigh heavily on the heart. Adding water to water creates perilous situations. Obstacles abound, making progress difficult. When the swamp runs dry, there is nowhere to turn.

All four hexagrams in the sequence are extremely inauspicious.

Master Mao's hair stood on end, and he felt uneasy.

Unwilling to give up, he cast four more hexagrams!
He mobilized a wisp of his divine soul power to capture the feedback from the surrounding heaven and earth.

The hexagrams are: Earth Mountain Humility, Mountain Fire Adornment, Fire Earth Advancement, and Fire Heaven Great Possession.
Smooth sailing, long life, happy marriage, and successful career – these are the four auspicious hexagrams!

With the hexagrams showing both positive and negative aspects, Master Mao's heart sank to the bottom.

The counting rods made from deer antlers in his hand turned to powder and drifted away with the wind.

My own methods of divination are still in their infancy, yet they can give such accurate and completely opposite results. Either I am wrong, or there is something wrong with the universe.

Either way, they're facing certain death.

When I tried to turn around, I found that the Guobei Gate behind me had disappeared.

Immediately afterward, the people who were going about their daily routines in Guobei saw the carriage and gathered around.

"You people inside, come out! Don't even think about passing through here unless you pay 500 taels of silver!"

"500 taels isn't enough, it needs at least a thousand taels! And it has to be in gold!"

"Those two scholars, with their delicate and fair skin, are quite...hehehe~~~"

"Bullshit, if you offer this to the goddess, you can definitely get the fruit of immortality."

"I want to eat meat, eat meat, eat meat. Cut the fat into filling for steamed buns, and throw the lean meat into the river."

"Bullshit, I'll eat the skinny one. That old Taoist priest's bones must be brittle."

Master Mao was furious. All these years of cultivation were not for human consumption.

He shielded the two scholars behind him and swept them around with a stylish flying kick.

"Hmph, with this humble Taoist priest here, how dare you be so insolent!"

The Taoist priest performed a series of ritualistic steps, and with a flick of his finger, sent one of the guys who was about to eat meat flying. Then, his heart sank, and his magical power was actually weakened by 30%.

He hurriedly used the technique of borrowing magic, and the apostle mobilized the power of heaven and earth to bless him, but there was no response.

Looking up, the clear blue sky above Guo Bei was gone, replaced by dark, heavy clouds.

He took out a cow's tear, wiped it in front of his eyes, and opened his Dharma eye to see.

Mother!

This is still human!

A perfectly healthy human body with horns and scales on its head, a sharp mouth and canine teeth, looking both ghostly and masculine!

Looking around, all I see are half-human, half-ghost demons. Is this the human world or hell?
"Young Master Ji, Young Master Ning, prepare."

"Run for your life."

The sky over Qiantang today is cloudless, and the breath of spring is spreading. New branches are sprouting on the trees.

Master Xu*3
Three disciples arrived in Qiantang with gifts to present to the emperor.

The courtyard was immediately filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

While listening to his disciples' conversation, Xu Xuan played with the jade pot pendant at his waist with a beaming smile.

The room was crammed with gold, silver, jewelry, and personal weapons, making it look incredibly clean and tidy.

Xie Yu recounted the stories of several talented young men he had met during the Chinese New Year.

The Xie family was a prominent family in the south and held considerable power in the imperial court, so naturally, they received many visitors.

This led to many rumors circulating in the capital.

Is Mr. Yu really going to retire?

"That's right, to be precise, the emperor and his ministers were at odds. The court officials tried to mediate for half a year, but it was no use. They were all stubborn."

The idea of ​​emperors cultivating immortality is controversial to begin with. Now, with continuous natural disasters and signs of man-made calamities, war is bound to break out after the heavy snow in the north.

At this point, Yu Gong naturally wanted to drag that once wise emperor out of the alchemy room.

Then the conflict broke out.

Xie Yu looked around and said in a low voice.

"It is said that Yu Gong directly rebuked the emperor, saying that seeking immortality was futile and that it was impossible to attain eternal life." "The emperor was furious, nearly striking him with his imperial seal, and later mobilized six armies, four armies, six schools, and two battalions from the imperial guards to carry out the plan."

"But in the end, there was no bloodshed in the imperial court."

Given the current situation, Yu Gong's temperament would naturally lead to him resigning and leaving.

Xu Xuan was greatly alarmed. Were the ministers of this era so fierce? Or was there something unusual about Yu Gong that made the emperor so wary of him?

This was the first time Qiao Feng had heard such explosive inside information, and it was a real eye-opener for him regarding the upper echelons of officialdom.

Xie Yu continued to reveal details of court affairs, and his subsequent bold pronouncements revealed the dissatisfaction of the officials below.

"Many people say that the world is cold-hearted, and the way the government treats its senior officials is disheartening."

"General Zuo died in battle on the grasslands, and his son was only given the position of a thousand-household commander in the Imperial Guard."

"Scholar Yin was also reprimanded for criticizing the alchemists."

The Xie family had all the first-hand intelligence they had, and as they listened to one story after another, they felt that the magical Great Jin Dynasty was doomed.

"The White Lotus sect in the north is starting another uprising; it's like a centipede that dies but doesn't fall down."

"But even this most pressing threat didn't prompt the emperor to intervene."

Xu Xuan remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard the key words.

After Xie Yu shared his thoughts on national and family affairs, others also had things to share.

Qian Zhongyu casually mentioned his annual leave, such as meeting many talented young people who came to challenge him.

The Qian family of Yuhang has cultivated deep roots in Jiangnan for many years and has made many connections with prominent families or relatives.

Maintaining relationships between different social classes is a responsibility that everyone, even from a young age, must shoulder.

Of course, as we grow older and our values ​​develop, we gradually lose the pure emotions we had as children.

Some people became the kind of people their elders liked, some gradually became scions of wealthy families who walked the streets with their dogs, and some worked hard and made great progress.

This time, quite a few so-called talented individuals are willing to challenge the three famous scholars of the literary society, Chongqi Sanjie.

Then they were all publicly shamed and couldn't even quit halfway through.

Qian, is not good.

These mediocre people were naturally beneath his notice, but there was one young man who was quite good.

"Liang Shanbo, a scion of a once-powerful family who has fallen on hard times."

"His academic knowledge is so-so, but he has a lot of ideas, a bit of inspiration and a bit of perseverance."

"When everyone else was looking down at me, he would stubbornly raise his head."

Liang Shanbo.
Xu Xuan was moved when he heard this name, which should have been familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar.

Well, you finally came out!
"The fact that you mentioned him separately shows that you really admire him."

Qiao Feng understood Qian Tongxue quite well, and knew that what seemed like some belittling words were actually meant to express high regard for him.

Qian Zhongyu looked displeased. He disliked people who spoke their minds, and he certainly didn't like this big, burly guy.

"Ahem, that kid plans to take the academy's entrance exam for the new year, instead of going through the route of being recommended by aristocratic families."

"He still has some backbone, of course, his family's inability to afford the tuition is also a reason."

It was still a seemingly critical but actually complimentary remark. This awkward person told Master Xu that he hoped to pay attention in advance so as not to miss out on talented people.

Xu Xuan certainly wouldn't let such an extraordinary person go.

Nothing more, just stating the point!

When it was Qiao Feng's turn to share, he talked about people's livelihood.

This reveals the three different styles of the three individuals.

Xie Yu was closest to the imperial court, and his eyes were mostly on the country and the world.

Qian Zhongyu was deeply involved with his family, observing the various changes within this social class of scions of prominent families.

Qiao Feng came from humble origins and was exposed to all aspects of people's lives.

Xu Xuan is theoretically a person outside the secular world, so he can both ignore everything and also manage everything.

(End of this chapter)