Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 252 I'm afraid you'll misunderstand

After experiencing these supernatural events, Prefect Li was somewhat flustered.

After returning home, he dismissed his wife and concubines and sat alone in the room, lost in thought.

The events of the day are still vivid in my mind, and the more I think about them, the more panicked and desperate I feel.

"Sigh... I was really bewitched back then, using such methods to manipulate the academy."

"Coco... but what can I do?"

No one can face a direct threat from the academy without fear.

That was a powerful force with disciples all over the court, countless senior scholars, and a prominent figure in Confucianism.

The fact that Xie Jiazi personally came to announce this matter was not just a simple test; it represented the attitude of many powerful families behind him.

Who knows, one day he might get run over by a carriage because of his left foot when he goes out.

"Born of humble origins, my life is as insignificant as an ant's."

"Why did you choose me to engage in a battle of magic?"

He swept everything off the table, accidentally knocking over the oil lamp, which coincidentally set the study ablaze and nearly caused a major fire.

When he was rescued, he was in a terrible state, his clothes were soaked, and he felt cold inside. His eyes even looked a little dazed.

I felt a sense of desolation, as if the heavens were about to forsake me.

Xu Xuan nodded, standing outside the wall. This was the perfect level of "mistaking a reflection for a snake."

Even the tyrannical Qin Shi Huang wanted to concoct an elixir of immortality to achieve eternal life.

Even a man of great talent and ambition like Emperor Wu of Han became obsessed with witchcraft and sorcery in his later years.

The fact that a mere prefectural magistrate was targeted in this way, yet did not die of fear, suggests that he had very little reverence left in his heart.

What Baoantang needs to do now is to make this guy despair.

Only those who have no other way out will value a lifeline so highly, and then they can use this guy to break Yin Xian's luck.

Whether using methods from the assassin biographies, drugging, or framing, one can choose flexibly.

Then we'll urge the young master to kill that wicked creature, so we can accumulate less karma.

Although it's a bit troublesome, it's because the protective devices left by our ancestors are so effective.

In the Investiture of the Gods, the sage saw that King Zhou still had twenty-eight years of destiny left and could not act rashly. Displeased, he could only summon the three demons from Xuanyuan Tomb to indirectly instigate the great calamity. This led to the conclusion that Heaven's will had been decided and that fate had brought it to a head.

Xu Xuan greatly admired this system.

At night, Li Juncheng came to his senses and, despite his family's advice, insisted on arranging a carriage to go to Longjiang Pass.

The only extraordinary person he knew was the sorcerer Li Shaoweng. At this moment, he no longer cared about the rift in their relationship; saving his life was the most important thing.

The carriage sped along the empty streets, the echoing sounds making him suspicious.

When they arrived, they were turned away before they could even enter the gate.

"Li Shaoweng, you fiend, how dare you bully me like this!"

"I will raze this dilapidated temple to the ground tomorrow."

Shao Weng sneered, the King of Chu's sword may have returned to its homeland, and its formation speed far exceeded expectations.

This damn water temple is becoming less and less useful, so let's just tear it down.

Do you think you're Xu Xian?

I won't tolerate you, you beast. If it weren't for the fact that the Prefect still had some luck protecting him, he would have been thrown into the alchemy furnace as slag long ago.

Furious, Prefect Li stood at the door, feeling as if the heavens were against him.

I was supposed to get a promotion and a raise this morning, but things went wrong after the academy started threatening me.

Now even the Taoist priest who had always been very respectful has turned against me; I really don't know what to do.

The carriage sped through the empty Jianye like a trapped beast.

Little did they know that four figures were posing on the rooftop under the moonlight.

Looking at the scene at our feet, Xiaoqing asked, "Xu Xuan, don't we look a bit like good guys?"

It wasn't that she was overly sympathetic; she didn't possess that quality. She was simply curious about how this story could possibly unfold.

Xu Xuan gave a serious explanation, mainly addressing the two members behind him.

"By weighing things equally on both sides, without favoritism over weight, one can achieve fairness; by applying a plumb line to both inside and outside, without favoritism over straightness or curvature, one can achieve righteousness."

"This means that when judging people and things, one should be fair and impartial, and not be biased by personal preferences or prejudices. This reflects not deviating from the path of justice because of worldly misunderstandings."

Do you understand?

Master Mao nodded happily; he truly believed it.

We have seen everything that Young Master Xu has done. He is a great philanthropist who is willing to sacrifice his reputation for the sake of the people.

These minor actions did not diminish his lofty image in his mind; in fact, he felt they made it even more glorious.

The turtle's laughter was somewhat forced; it truly didn't believe it.

In its eyes, Xu Xuan was a gloomy, extremely terrifying, and dangerous person; Xiao Qing was a lawless and reckless ruthless demon; and Master Mao was a simple-minded, idiotic Taoist who had lived a long life in vain.

The reason for targeting this prefectural magistrate was to kill the Changsha chancellor to avenge his student.

Incidentally, it also prevented the White Lotus Sect's plan to flood Jiangnan.

Therefore, it showed a very moved expression to Xu Xuan, as if it fully understood the other party's good intentions.

Xu Xuan, in his white lotus form: This turtle's acting is really good, let's kill it.

The next day, Young Master Xu went to continue discussing the greater good of the world and whether or not to add the White Lotus Sect to the list with Young Master Weng.

Xiao Qing continued to direct the plan to hunt down Li Juncheng.

The academy sent people to the Changsha Prime Minister's residence again to express their willingness to turn hostility into friendship, and the two sides even exchanged opinions on peacefully resolving the misunderstanding for the first time.

What do you mean by saying that two characters of the character "Yin" cannot be written in one stroke? What do you mean by saying that everyone here is a scholar? What do you mean by saying that the academy's leadership is closely monitoring the progress of the Jianye affair?

Xie Yu spoke eloquently, adopting the demeanor of a model aristocratic family as he began to address the issue.

It's because Master Xu gave me a lot of freedom to talk nonsense verbally; as long as I didn't put anything on paper, I could say whatever I wanted.

He was very adept at this kind of thing; it was just the daily routine of aristocratic families.

"Does the academy really have such ideas?"

"The academy doesn't have it; I've only heard a little bit about it."

Yin Xian thought he understood what was going on.

The methods used by powerful families are commonplace, and they can be genuine or deceptive.

Those old fogies still couldn't let go of their pride, but they had already shown some inclination, so they sent the younger generation of the Xie family to test the waters.

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A flicker of emotion crossed Yin Xian's eyes.

If this is true, then this wave of events will prevent me from accomplishing the great feat that the Yin family has always wanted to achieve. What's the point of being the Prefect of Yuzhang then? My next step must be to become one of the Three Dukes.

Xu Taigong used greed as bait, and those who took the bait were certainly not good people.

This step has truly touched the heart of the Changsha Prime Minister.

Of course, the academy's condition was that someone had to be held responsible for the conflict: the three students were to be released immediately, and a certain prefectural magistrate would have to pay the price without being named.

The prefectural magistrate sitting to the side naturally felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he were sitting on pins and needles, with a thorn in his side and a fishbone stuck in his throat.

The Changsha official's expression changed immediately, and he refused.

"The bond between the Prefect and me is not something you can break."

"This matter was handled in accordance with national law."

After listening, Xie Yu took his leave, saying he would come back to discuss it again the next day. Changsha Xiangsi pondered for a while, then got up to see him off, showing concern for the younger man on the way.

Li, the prefectural magistrate, who was following behind, was already sweating profusely.

Yin Xian later realized that his men were frightened, so he comforted them gently.

“We have worked together for many years, from Chenjun to Jianye, and I have never treated you unfairly.”

“Any action taken will not cause pain to those close to you, but will bring joy to those who are your enemies.”

(End of this chapter)