Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 256 Professional Framing
The "Memorial to Report Changes" was a rule established during the Han Dynasty, which opened up a channel for officials and common people to appeal to higher authorities.

Only occasionally have ordinary people spoken out over the past few centuries, while officials have been extremely rare.

Li, the Prefect, can be said to have set a precedent in the Great Jin Dynasty, after which there was no place for him in the entire Yangzhou officialdom.

But he no longer cared.

Yu Gong and other bigwigs tore open the letter, and their pupils contracted; even the air conditioning in the upper echelons couldn't keep up.

This content is way too explosive; it's absolutely outrageous.

Many important figures rose and headed to the Prime Minister's residence in Changsha. This matter needed to be confirmed as soon as possible, regardless of any potential repercussions.

What followed was even more shocking.

Some incredibly resourceful and enthusiastic people copied the secret letter countless times and posted it in every nook and cranny, fearing that there might still be someone in Jianye who didn't know about it.

"Prefect Li has gone mad."

Li Juncheng was also dumbfounded. He had only written letters to the bigwigs and hadn't gone through the whole process of publicizing the matter.

He had considered surrendering to the enemy to see if he could find another way out, but now that opportunity was completely gone.

"My life is over!"

Before they could react, they were taken away by the people from the academy. Overnight, everything changed, and without the protection of the crowd, they could easily have died from "mental and physical turmoil."

At this moment, Jianye was suddenly sealed off. The Commandant of the Commandery, as the military officer of the commandery, was in charge of the guards and soldiers and maintained the security of the commandery.

At this moment, this unassuming military officer is furiously leading his soldiers to block traffic and tear up these prohibited items.

They even dispatched a team to Longjiang Pass to arrest people.

The letter explicitly stated that the Changsha Prime Minister had been secretly colluding with the White Lotus Sect for a long time, using alchemy as a pretext to engage in witchcraft.

The sorcerer was none other than Li Shaoweng, a Taoist priest from Longjiang Pass.

Throughout history and across the world, during feudal periods, such whistleblowing was considered a top-priority crime that could not be concealed, and it could easily lead to major cases involving tens of thousands of people.

This move completely shut down most of the officialdom in Yangzhou, naturally causing a great shock.

Li Shaoweng himself was in a state of utter disbelief.

He learned of the news immediately and saw the notices posted throughout the city.

Despite being an extraordinary cultivator, he felt an uncontrollable surge in blood pressure throughout his body.

I felt a chill run down my spine, because upon closer examination, what the other person said turned out to be quite true.

Did you refine the elixir for the Prime Minister of Changsha? Yes.

Did you send gifts to Changsha? Yes.

Am I a heretic of the White Lotus Cult? Yes.

What else is there to say? It's just frustrating, pure and simple frustration.

Disgusting, the infighting among humans is absolutely disgusting.

It maliciously latched onto and bit, and ironically, it bit the right person!

He made a clean getaway, not waiting for any more young master Xu, as there was nowhere left for him in Jianye.

After all, as far as I'm concerned, I'll never forget the old man's ferocious figure when he stormed the main camp back then.

He set the Water God Temple ablaze, destroyed the alchemy furnace, activated the restrictions, and descended a hundred feet underground to await the formation of the Chu King Sword. Then, he flooded the Jiangnan region!

We'll wipe out all these scoundrels then!

Of course, the person in the entire city who was even more devastated than Shao Weng was Yin Xian, the protagonist of the incident, the Prime Minister of Changsha.

He tore the letter into pieces with both hands and threw them everywhere.

"Fool, insect, pig, traitor!"

Why did you betray me?!

"I hadn't even thought about it. Okay, I have, but I haven't done it yet!"

"The wrong people were put in power, and those who promoted them were all dogs and pigs."

He was furious; the contents of the document were pure fabrication.

Li Gouzhi initially said that a sorcerer in Longjiang Pass wanted to build a water god temple, but he never mentioned that the other party was a member of the White Lotus Sect. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to agree even if he had ten times the courage!

When people are speechless, they can get so angry they're dumbfounded, until a loud bang occurs.

The gate of the Prime Minister's residence was breached by a war chariot, and an old man wielding a spear charged in, frightening Yin Xian so much that he immediately begged for mercy, claiming that it was the work of a villain.

He was in tears, completely devoid of his previous arrogance.

After all, the spearhead was pressed against his neck, and the smell of blood filled his nostrils, making his legs weak.

In theory, the capital should send someone to interrogate them, or at the very least, the governor of Yangzhou should come in person. Otherwise, how could the highest-ranking official of a prefecture be arrested so easily?

But Yu Gong couldn't wait any longer; the moment he received the letter, he knew he had to act immediately.

Otherwise, this guy might immediately move the evidence.

At this moment, Prefect Li was also brought over. He staggered and was full of fear. How could he not panic when he was surrounded by armored soldiers with spears and swords?
This is different from what the White Lotus Monk said.

But seeing his old boss, who was also lying on the ground, filled him with a strange surge of courage.

You have today too!
What followed was a barrage of insults and attacks, with Yin Xian wanting to rush over and tear this scoundrel apart.

These words stung Li Juncheng even more. He used to consider himself a dog or a pig, but today is different. I have stood up.

The academy instructor, Xu, who had followed, stood behind Prefect Li and offered his support, such as courage.

His mind was in a bit of a mess, but he realized that at this point, it was either him or him who would die, so he might as well throw the ball and be done with it.

He immediately rebuked him!

"Am I a dog or a pig?"

"Am I a dog or a pig?!"

"I am a dog or a pig!"

My blood boiled, and I immediately recited the excellent article that I had read last night under someone's guidance.

"Yin Xian, you brat! As a subject of the Jin Dynasty, you still dare to talk nonsense when things come to a head!"

Back in the early days of the Wenhe era, when you served as Commandant Chen, you were already ambitious, cruel, and inhumane. You colluded with sorcerers, plotting rebellion.

He was promoted to Jianye but did not appreciate the Emperor's favor; instead, he was greedy and cruel. A treacherous and servile regime was established, with sycophants and lackeys vying for power.

He held the position of prime minister of a prefecture, yet acted like a tyrant, suppressed dissent, arbitrarily arrested and killed, corrupted the country and harmed the people, and poisoned both humans and ghosts!

So as
Instead of serving the emperor and assisting the country, they ally with treacherous white lotus cultists to aid them, and recruit demons and villains as their henchmen.

Conspiring to usurp the throne! Desiring to seize the divine artifact—their crimes are heinous and unforgivable by Heaven and Earth!

That was exhilarating!

After speaking, Prefect Li felt that he had been elevated. He was no longer a lowly lackey, but a positive figure who had abandoned darkness for light and stood up for the sake of the Great Jin Dynasty. He was a legendary figure who would be included in the biographies of heroes.

Even though others had read the letter once, they were still deeply moved when they heard it again.

If this fellow had such literary talent, he could have participated in the formal imperial examinations long ago; there must be other ulterior motives involved.

At this moment, a soldier reported that the Longjiang Pass Water God Temple was flooded, and thick smoke was billowing out, making it impossible to see anyone.

Well, I was skeptical at first, but now I've confessed without being asked.

This is the talent of the White Lotus Saint Father.

Xu Xuan has thousands of years more experience than people of this era, so his ability to do good deeds may be limited by his abilities, environment, and cognition.

However, in feudal history, just a few records of these evil deeds are enough to amaze people.

At this moment, the crowd gathered at the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence looked at each other, and then said in unison.

"Please let Your Excellency decide."

There was none of the deliberate distance that the study tour group maintained when they first arrived.

The prefectural commandant was even more terrified. If there were any white lotuses or rebellions, he, as the head of the military officers in the prefecture, would be in big trouble.

At this moment, he wished he could kneel on the ground and atone to the old man, for only this man in the entire Jianye could take charge of the overall situation.

(End of this chapter)