Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 249 Not saving lives, but killing.

"The Prime Minister of Changsha is busy with official duties and has already gone to inspect the counties. Please bear with him."

"A petty person. A petty person."

The two guards trembled, almost wanting to flee first.

It wasn't that he was cowardly, but most people would be afraid when a tall, strong old man drove a chariot and stopped in front of the gate.

Moreover, this old man is not only highly skilled in combat, but also of high status. He cannot be hit or touched; otherwise, you'll just get beaten up for nothing.

Yu Gong, with a furrowed brow and a long spear in his hand, stood silently at the door.

Will there ever be a day when that filthy wretch is inspected?
The murderous aura emanating from him grew increasingly terrifying, but it would be troublesome if the other party avoided him.

Unless they are really planning a rebellion, they can't just storm in.

Hold your breath!

Helpless, he returned to the post station and felt ashamed under the gazes of the people from the academy. This matter was somewhat related to him.

"They probably wouldn't dare to kill anyone, but they'd be willing to suffer some hardship."

The others could only sigh; offending the top families and the Prime Minister of Changsha meant they were lucky to survive.

But Xu Xuan didn't think so.

Qian Zhongyu has the protection of his family, but who knows what will become of Ji Rui and Ning Caichen?

Even if they don't die, they'll be badly injured, and their eligibility to participate in the imperial examinations in the future may be questionable.

His anger surged even higher. Why did you, your power struggles, provoke my student?

"You've worked hard, Mr. Yu. Please take a rest."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

Xu Xuan went straight to the prison, took out some gold and silver to bribe his way in, and was then admitted. The Changsha Prime Minister had done a very good job in this regard.

Upon entering, one sees two pigs arguing, while Ning Caichen is resting with his eyes closed.

"A scholar cannot lack breadth of vision and resolute will, for his burden is heavy and his journey is long. Is it not a heavy responsibility to take benevolence as one's own? Is it not a long journey to strive until death?"

".Shut up."

“Brother Zhongyu, I still admire your unruly nature; you seem somewhat timid on the pleasure boat.”

"Shut up, I'm fighting back."

"I struck first, kicking that bastard flying with one kick. Didn't you see that shocked dog face on that 'scholar's' face?"

"Shut up, I didn't see it. And that's the author, Saro."

Qian Zhongyu had a splitting headache and wished he could have died on the Qinhuai River right then and there.

But we can't speak ill of Ji Rui, after all, he really did help out of a sense of justice.

To be honest, anyone who dared to take action in that situation was prepared to die; their youthful chivalry was truly admirable.

This time, I've really messed up.

He should have been on guard when invited out by the scion of a prominent family in Jianye, but there were also members of the Qian family involved who led him into the trap. It's impossible to guard against an insider.

Moreover, this operation was not aimed at him personally, but at the academy and Yu Gong.

Even if I had endured it, I would still have been arrested. What a despicable bunch of scoundrels!
The three experiences of being imprisoned made him realize the troublesome situation he was about to face.

Ji Rui, however, continued to flaunt his power and provoke the usually arrogant superior horse, seemingly enjoying it immensely.

Ning Caichen, after trying to persuade them for a long time, realized that the two were just having normal interactions, so he took a break. He suggested that he use his time to study the "Ganggu Song" he had listened to recently.

As for his safety, he never worried about it.

This is a minor situation; it's far from a certain death.

Sure enough, Master Xu was already standing outside the prison.

The three immediately got up and bowed. Seeing that the students did not have any signs of torture, Xu Xuan's murderous intent subsided somewhat.

So the mocking mode was activated.

"Ji Hanqing's martial arts skills are lacking; he's beaten up like this with just a few people?"

"Ning Caichen, verbal sparring isn't always effective."

Do you two know your mistake?

Xu Xuan's gloomy face looked unsettling, and Qian Zhongyu immediately stepped forward to explain that he was the one who caused the whole thing.

"You think I won't say anything to you, that I'm just saving it for last?"

Then he looked at Pighead Ji Rui. "If your martial arts skills aren't good, you need to practice, otherwise you'll get beaten up again later?"

"You also lack courage. Why didn't you use the carving knife in your sleeve during the crisis?"

"Even wisdom won't do. Why not use the plates, wine vessels, and cosmetics on the table in the pleasure boat?"

"pedantic!"

Master Xu was cursing online, leaving Qian Zhongyu dumbfounded.

What are you teaching? It doesn't sound like sarcasm.

Then Xu Shi started criticizing Ning Caichen.

"Don't you think it's cool to righteously rebuke a constable?"

"Let me tell you, the fox borrows the tiger's might only work if there's no tiger on the other side."

"Otherwise, would these brats give you face?"

"Of course, your spirit of standing up for your classmates is still commendable."

"Many scholars are just missing this bit of scholarly spirit in you, very good."

Xu Xuan appreciated Ji Rui and Ning Caichen's choices. Anyone can protect themselves, but sacrificing one's life for righteousness is difficult.

As for Qian Zhongyu...
"The evil in your heart is locked away. You are only evil towards ordinary people and those of equal standing, but you are ultimately a little kinder when facing those in high positions of power."

Qian looked ashamed, realizing that he had not been able to match his words with his actions.

Although I had a thousand reasons in my heart, I did suppress my true nature at the beginning.

"Don't worry about things here."

"Leave it to me."

Xu Xuan finished speaking and left; he was going to start working.

Back in the command center, he began to review the information on Jianye officials provided by Xie Yu.

Official position, status, power, family background, age, wealth, and women.

A large amount of information was gathered together, and after reading it, a plan was made in mind.

After screening, one person passed the Father's selection.

He wrote down the general idea and handed it to Xiaoqing, who was eager to try.

"Take this person down."

"no problem."

The group split into two, and Xu Xuan adjusted his mindset and went to Longjiang Pass alone.

As for saving people?

Who are you trying to save!

Even if Changsha Xiang is gone, the three students can make it on their own.

That Li Shaoweng is really useless; he's been in Jianye for so long and has accomplished nothing.

Their methods of colluding with local officials were so clumsy, and they even used the persona of a reclusive master skilled in alchemy, yet they didn't even receive basic respect.

Taoist priests have always been a group that brings disaster to the country and its people.

Look at our predecessor Xu Fu, he cheated out of funding and manpower, and even smuggled his money abroad, didn't he?

What a shameful thing it is that such a ruthless White Lotus Sect master has ended up like a con artist.

Even if he wanted to use it, it would be troublesome; it's useless.

The Father needs to speed things up for the other party.

The two exchanged pleasantries upon meeting.

“Young Master Xu, I gained some insights from our discussion yesterday. In return, I have a copy of the ‘Huainan Wanbishu’ that you may take a look at.”

"This was written by Liu An, the King of Huainan, and it is now a unique copy."

Young Master Weng planned to lure him with benefits, so he took out some treasures to try and get closer to him.

However, the complexity in Young Master Xu's eyes today struck him as odd.

It was disbelief, regret, pain, and wavering, but it ultimately transformed into determination.

"Senior Young Master, we've had a very pleasant conversation these past three days, which reminded me of my old friends. What a pity."

The alchemist was puzzled. What was the pity?
(End of this chapter)