Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 255 Talent and Ability
“Prefect Li, there is a banquet at the Prime Minister’s residence today, and the Prime Minister has no time to attend to official business.”

"It's alright, I'll just take a walk by myself."

The guard looked at this official from the Prime Minister's residence with a strange expression.

Wasn't this guy supposed to be about to be killed by the academy? How come he's on duty today, and even seems to be in better spirits? Could things be about to take a turn for the worse?
It's no wonder he thought that way; basically, the entire officialdom of Jianye was waiting for this lackey to be abandoned so that they could all attack him.

Li Juncheng sneered inwardly, "How could I not know what you people are thinking?"

But you don't know that I already have a new way out, even though it's very dangerous.

It can be said that if he continues down this path, he will face certain death, while following the White Lotus Monk will be a matter of life and death.

But the choice was not in his hands.

The Prime Minister's residence is very large, and many parts of it have exceeded the regulations for this level.

The prefect walked easily to the backyard, where the scenery was beautiful. A small lake was nestled in the garden, created by mobilizing hundreds of laborers to bring water.

Of course, this level of illegality and other more serious acts of corruption are not important; even if they were brought up, they would only be minor ailments.

Only a few things that shake the rule of Emperor Jin could truly ruin one's fortune and lead to the loss of official position.

He felt a chill run down his spine when he recalled the various methods the White Lotus Monk had instructed him to use to frame and slander his superior last night.

The holy monk is truly skilled.

The professional aura emanating from him made him feel like a bad guy who had been a villain all his life, only to find that he was just a novice who had just started learning.

No wonder this group aroused the court's suspicion; even though they frequently stirred up bloodshed, they could not be eradicated.

Terrible.

While thinking, he threw things into the lake, and then went to a few slightly secluded places.

I felt a sense of relief after everything was finished.

Fortunately, I came along as a loyal servant, which gave me a lot of access; otherwise, it would have been really inconvenient to make a move.

However, the incident didn't erupt immediately after everything was put away.

Taking this step means certain death, with no turning back.

Selfish people are always very concerned about their lives at this time. They just want to wait and wait, in case there is still a chance for things to turn around.

Xiaoqing was getting impatient; how long was she going to have to wait?

Xu Xuan remained calm and said casually, "Even when death is imminent, there is a process. Before the knife falls, there will always be delusions. But it doesn't matter. We must trust the character of the Changsha Prime Minister."

Despite saying this, Xie Yu, under someone's command, began to frequently enter and leave the Prime Minister's residence in Changsha, constantly increasing the speed of his attacks.

This is called being as careful at the end as at the beginning, and then there will be no failures.

Xu Xuan's understanding of Laozi grew day by day.

Meanwhile, in the prison of Jianye, three scholars were living a peaceful and tranquil life.

As rumors emerged and Changsha's attitude changed, the conditions under which the three were detained also changed.

They now live in a luxurious suite inside the prison, where there isn't a single weed on the floor.

There's a desk, a bed, and even a wardrobe.

It was precisely because the control was loosened that the once gloomy prison became somewhat noisy.

Qian Zhongyu was engrossed in reading the book when he suddenly heard a clanging sound.

Turning my head, I saw Ji Rui holding a carving knife, carving words on the wall.

Just as the venom was about to spray out, he remembered this guy's chivalrous act, so he suppressed his habit and forced an ugly smile.

Brother Hanqing

"Ok?"

“This is a prison. Even if you don’t reflect on your mistakes, you can still immerse yourself in learning. Why make such a fuss?”

"Oh, I plan to write a book called 'Wenhe Thirty-Six Years of Prison Notes'."

Qian Zhongyu had a bad feeling. This fellow's literacy level had improved a lot, so writing such a miscellaneous note was naturally not difficult for him.

But what about the content?
"Of course, it's a record of how I, Ji, stepped in to save my classmate in a moment of crisis and ended up in jail."

Qian's heart skipped a beat. How could it have come to this? It was far too vicious.

I will never call you an inferior horse again; you are a divine steed. Just as I was about to dissuade him, Ning Caichen next door started playing his zither again, switching back and forth between murderous and decadent music, making everyone in the prison feel like they were dying.

Qian slumped helplessly onto the desk, contemplating suicide.

The other people in the prison were also unable to bear it, feeling that the students of the academy were all crazy.

When the music stopped, the three of them gathered together and began their daily chatter.

"From my observation, it is very likely that the academy and Changsha Xiang have reconciled through secular means. Although I am very unwilling, this is indeed the most reasonable method."

"The day we leave shouldn't be far off."

Qian Zhongyu's lengthy analyses did not gain the approval of either of them.

Ji Rui mentioned a possibility.

"Is it possible that that damn Changsha prime minister is going to be dealt with?"

Cai Chen agreed, while Zhong Yu scoffed.

Ji didn't take it seriously; he'd find out what Master Xu was capable of once they got out.

But he has a very real problem.

Have you noticed the ground shaking these past few days?

Meanwhile, in the Prime Minister's residence in Changsha, the opportunity that Xu Xuan had been waiting for had finally arrived.

Snapped!
A bronze cup smashed onto Li Juncheng's head, and blood gushed out.

He lowered his head, afraid to raise it, lest Yin Xian see his ferocious expression.

Besides fear, I felt mostly anger inside.

"I told you, you should stop interfering in the affairs of the academy."

"There won't be a next time."

Yes, there won't be a next time.

Are you willing to accept this? Are you willing to accept this?
The voice and image of the White Lotus Monk echoed in my mind, as if a lotus flower were imprinted on my brain.

The aura of a prefectural governor was still active within him, but unfortunately, his mind had completely spiraled out of control, and he could no longer resist the seductive words of a certain person.

The murderous aura emanating from him is about to transform into a deadly poison, dragging his enemies down to hell with him.

Yin Xian had been arrogant and domineering for so long that he had forgotten to be wary.

The last person to be killed by his subordinates for being tyrannical and ungrateful was Zhang Yide, the General of Chariots and Cavalry of Shu Han, who also served as the Commandant of the Capital Region and was posthumously honored as Marquis Huan.

Even such a figure couldn't escape a fatal blow; how could he possibly escape?

That night, Prefect Li wrote furiously, or rather, began copying what someone had left behind.

The White Lotus Monk once said that as long as he dared to copy it, he would definitely be able to cause a huge uproar.

The more I write, the more emotional I become.

"The Holy Monk's writing is truly excellent; could he be a scholar by birth?"

"Alas, such is the state of the world, what can be done?"

Successful, delivery begins.

The aura of great calamity that had been brewing in the heavens surged, causing the crouching tiger and coiled dragon formations on earth to tremble.

The madness of an ordinary person propelled the development of the unknown.

The Yangtze River Dragon King laughed loudly, and the surging river water became even more turbulent.

"This generation of Bai Lian is extraordinary."

"To have formed a tribulation cloud in just a few days, what extraordinary talent and ability!"

"The world is finally not lonely anymore."

Day two.

All the prominent figures in Jianye received a letter of denunciation.

Yu Gong received it, Professor Shi received it, and the Prefectural Commandant also received it. The Governor of Yangzhou will probably receive it soon as well.

(End of this chapter)