Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 157 Is Yu Gong not human?

A caravan of carriages was traveling on the somewhat deserted official road.

They moved with great discipline, and the guards, all riding tall horses, had a murderous aura hidden in their eyes.

Although they were not carrying long weapons, the swords and knives in their hands were all of the same standard, and there was not a sound as they moved. Their heavy aura of killing intent clearly indicated that they were elite soldiers.

All the mountain spirits, monsters, and bandit kings have vanished without a trace.

In the very middle of the convoy, an elderly man with silver hair put down the information about Qiantang County in his hand and revealed a playful smile.

“Song Youde, a good-for-nothing who sought refuge in the enemy's lair, actually transformed into an upright official after arriving in Qiantang.”

"We need to slay demons, hold literary gatherings, and repair the river."

"Oranges grown south of the Huai River are sweet oranges, but those grown north of the Huai River are bitter oranges. So, is it that the feng shui of the capital is bad, or that the environment in Jiangnan is too good?"

"In that case, let's host a banquet for these people in three days."

He drew out a few names and handed them to the old servant.

The servant, dressed in hemp clothing, took the list and, without waiting for the carriage to stop, leaped steadily onto another carriage to begin copying the list and writing the invitations.

Then the old man seemed to remember something and called out another name to the back.

"This Xu Hanwen seems quite capable; we should meet him and be open to all kinds of people."

Then several knights took the letter and galloped away.

Another minor disturbance has arisen in Qiantang.

Xu Xuan had barely settled into his small courtyard when Magistrate Song invited him to leave.

"Zhao Hu, do you know why your magistrate is looking for me?"

"Lord Song received two invitations, which are most likely invitations to a banquet from some prestigious family."

That's it?

Mr. Xu thought something big was about to happen in Qiantang; Brother Song's composure was still lacking.

Upon arriving at the county government office, they saw that Song Qingtian was sweating profusely, his face was deathly pale, and his fat was jiggling.

"Oh no, my dear brother!"

"I have to ask you to come and take a look at this matter. If you don't come soon, I'll be worried to death."

Xu was filled with pride. "Is there anything in Qiantang that we two brothers can't handle?"
We are confident that even if Guo Bei's matter affects Qiantang, it won't.

"Sigh... Guo Bei's matter is just like that, everyone should just stick to their own areas. The main thing is that Yu Gong is really coming."

Magistrate Song looked as if the sky had fallen; he truly never expected to see this man again in his lifetime.

The imperial court hoped that Yu Gong could stay in Guobei to investigate the matter after leaving the capital.

However, this person did not enter the city after arriving in Guobei. Instead, he had the characters "Guobei" on the city gate tower copied down.

Then he turned to the imperial messenger and said that he had already resigned from his post and that it was inappropriate for a recluse like himself to participate in important court affairs.

He turned and left, heading straight for Qiantang.

this.
No one could stop them, nor did anyone dare to.

Only the Left Commander of the Imperial Guard was stationed there with his troops to gather clues and guard against demons stealing the corpses.

After all, a place where tens of thousands of bodies are placed together, and where resentment is likely to fill the air, is a favorite for those who follow the path of demons.

At this point, Magistrate Song was already in a panic.

It seemed as if the person who arrived was not an old man with an official seal, but an executioner.

"Brother Song, have you ever offended this official?"

If anyone dared to say a word, Xu would immediately turn around and help his virtuous brother choose a burial plot, and personally perform a ritual to help his good brother pass on to the afterlife.

"How dare I."

Song Youde vividly recounted several anecdotes he knew from his time in the capital to his younger brother Xu Xian.

At that time, he was still a scholar who was constantly looking for connections to be admitted to a major county.

One day...
Then Xu Xuan heard one bizarre story after another.

Catching ghosts, slaying demons, fighting wars, solving cases, offering honest advice, and assisting the state.
A combination of Zhong Kui, Wang Jian, Di Renjie, and Zhang Juzheng appeared in his mind. Moreover, this person had a stern face as if carved by a knife and axe, was over ten feet tall, had bulging muscles all over his body, and was a fierce man with a thick beard.

A person can stand on a fist, and a horse can run on an arm, all as if it were nothing.

No, if there really were such a person in the court, then it would be perfectly normal for Emperor Jin to send the Imperial Guards to surround and kill him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully.

I'm really afraid that even this demon god in the human world will add another layer of clothing to himself.

Therefore, after assessment, Xu Xuanwei was faced with a very crucial issue.

"Brother Song, I have a question, but I'm not sure if I should ask it."

"You said."

"Have you ever seen Yu Gong in person?"

"I wasn't in the ranks at the time, so I could only watch from afar. Later, my classmates stopped me from doing this dangerous thing. It's said that someone else did it because they insisted on watching."

Xu Xuan picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip. The taste was slightly more complex, so he turned his head and spat it out.

Then I interrupted your paranoia, saying, "I can understand your fear, but that's how rumors are created."

Judging from his age, even if he's still very strong, he should be suffering from declining blood and energy, and osteoporosis.

And even if this old guy does have some skills, so what?

“Brother Song, go out and ask around about your reputation; it’s universally praised.”

"If Yu Gong is truly a discerning person, he will be satisfied with your achievements."

"How can an honest official be afraid of upright people? We are good people."

Song Youde was momentarily stunned, as if he had just realized the problem.

Hey!
He hadn't even done much since arriving in Qiantang, yet he had already gained two great achievements and was destined to become a pillar of the nation with a meteoric rise in his career. It seemed that he was one of Yu Gong's own people.

Suddenly my legs stopped shaking, I stopped sweating, my body relaxed, and I leaned back in the chair with a creaking sound.

I picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then spat it out. It tasted really bad.

"Oh dear, it has to be my virtuous brother."

"That makes me feel much more at ease."

Then, his mind started working, and he began to investigate why this big shot had come to Qiantang.

They can't really be here to worship Heaven and become the dean, can they?

While the Dean of the Imperial Censorate was a figure he looked up to, it was still somewhat inappropriate compared to Yu Gong's status and position.

Moreover, this person has never been known for his moral education.

He heard so many stories in Kyoto, but none of them were related to teaching students.

"When it comes to teaching and guiding, that old man is no match for you, my virtuous brother."

The transformation from the trembling Yu Gong to that old man was just a matter of a single thought.

Song Youde suddenly found himself enjoying this feeling of being outwardly incorruptible. He thought, "I'll make a fortune when I'm in a higher position; for now..."
"Oh, right, my dear brother, here's an invitation for you too."

"Let's go meet this important person the day after tomorrow."

Xu Xuan frowned. Why would he give this to me?

Within the academy, there were many people who were above him in both prestige and position.

"It's either for the academy or for you."

"Well, from the title to the euphemism, it has nothing to do with the academy."

The invitation was very well-written and formally formatted, clearly indicating that the person being invited was not a teacher, but Xu Xuan and Xu Hanwen.

This is a bit strange; a Confucian master seeking his help couldn't possibly be anything serious.

With these thoughts in mind, he returned to the courtyard to rest.

The next day, they saw Chongqi Sanqi and Master Mao, who had already returned to Qiantang.

Because riding the clouds cannot carry mortals, Xu Xuan went ahead and returned to Qiantang.

(End of this chapter)