Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 417 The World in the Book of Songs
I was so stupid; I should have held her hand.

Xu Xuan didn't say this to take advantage of the situation, but rather because this secret realm is a bit naive.

After passing through the gate, the familiar spatial pull led me to an unknown place, alone.

No, it's not an unknown place.

A city was right in front of us.

The city walls are not very tall, the bricks and stones are mottled, and some of the old city gates bear the marks of time.

Chaoge!

It could be a journey through time, a snapshot of the past, or simply the obsession of the person who created the secret realm.

With this connection established, Xu Xuan's interest in tourism intensified.

It's a pity that I can't use my immense magical power. It seems that this small world is very weak and can't withstand even a little bit of power that transcends the mortal realm.

But has Chaoge really fallen into such a state of disrepair?

Looking around, all you see are ordinary people in tattered clothes, and adults and children so thin that their ages are indistinguishable.

With a single thought, Xu Xuan learned the local language, leading him to believe that he might not have entered the legendary mythological world.

Let's not go into the city yet, let's do some reconnaissance first.

They easily chose their targets, such as that young man who was squatting in the corner and starving to death.

Even though he was starving to death, he was still wearing a tattered piece of clothing, leaning against the wall, exuding an aura of despair and resentment.

So he took a cake from the jade pot and handed it over.

"where is your family?"

The young man wolfed down his food while answering questions intermittently.

"My grandfather was captured and died while fighting the Western Di. My elder brother died in battle while following the king to fight against the state of Zheng. My second brother died at the hands of the Jin army. My mother starved to death a few days ago."

Next came the intelligence inquiry, and Xu Xuan gave him another piece of dry rations.

The young man, suppressing his hunger, put away the half-eaten pancake, perhaps worried that it would displease the kind person, and even offered a special explanation.

"If I leave some food, I still have a chance to survive."

A very smart choice, a cruelly rational one.

Xu Xuan told him to leave, explaining that this was an illusory place, and this person was merely a remnant of someone from the past.

Even if someone survives by eating his cake, they won't die from it, and no karmic connection will be formed.

Seeing the young man staggering along, with no hope and only praying to survive, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

This place is no longer the Shang Dynasty, but the State of Wei.

The Spring and Autumn Period, the most brilliant moment of the enlightenment of ancient civilization, saw the emergence of the Hundred Schools of Thought, which laid the foundation for the general trend of human affairs.

But without hardship, how could so many outstanding individuals have voiced their opinions and promoted their methods of governance?

If that's the case, then the desolate scene before us makes sense.

A fox wanders leisurely along the banks of the Qi River. My heart is filled with sorrow; my beloved has no clothes. A fox wanders leisurely along the banks of the Qi River. My heart is filled with sorrow; my beloved has no belt. A fox wanders leisurely along the banks of the Qi River. My heart is filled with sorrow; my beloved has no garments.

The poem "Youhu" from the Book of Songs in Wei tells the story of a widow who worries that her husband, who is serving in the military, has no clothes to wear, which is why she writes a love poem that boldly expresses her true feelings.

The Book of Songs may seem full of romantic verses, but it actually hides a lot of indignation and unbearable sorrow.

For example, another interpretation of this poem is that a poor woman saw the exploiters dressed in fine clothes strolling leisurely by the water, while her own husband was working naked in the fields. Filled with resentment, she wrote this poem.

Therefore, this poem describes the prominent class contradictions in the State of Wei, where many impoverished people did not even have clothes to wear.

Therefore, the people of Wei fiercely resisted the rulers. They hated the extravagant and decadent lifestyle of the aristocracy, criticized the dark social atmosphere, and hoped to establish a happy society where everyone was equal.

Therefore, the "Wei Feng" series has a very special meaning in the Book of Songs.

If it looks like a love poem, please analyze it in depth. If it looks like a satirical poem, then it must be a satirical poem.

After all, the incompetence of the State of Wei was well-known throughout the Spring and Autumn Period.

Xu Xuan understood why the secret realm was located here, and even knew where to go to find the sword.

So he confidently headed towards the city gate. The gate guards, seeing the person before them, didn't dare to stop him.

Although the man was dressed in strange clothes, he did not ride in an oxcart, nor did he have any guards or attendants.

However, even the crude among them could clearly see the nobility in his demeanor, and even the king was far inferior to him.

What Xu Xuan saw after entering the city was no different from what he saw outside the city, except that the people in the city had a few more bolts of cloth hanging on their bodies.

But nobles are truly different at first glance.

Dressed in fine clothes, he drove his car recklessly through the city.

Right before his eyes, a carriage crashed into several civilians, and blood splattered out, almost spilling onto Xu.

The shadow captured from this secret realm was quite realistic, so realistic that it made him somewhat unhappy.

He glanced at the man, showing no remorse whatsoever.

"What are you looking at! I am the third son of Zhou Yu, and I shall..."

A wealthy young man in his twenties stood on a carriage shouting. The threats of young noblemen in ancient times were all the same old tricks, so unoriginal that I couldn't be bothered to listen anymore.

Three armored guards with swords stood beside him, pointing their swords arrogantly at the kneeling crowd of people on the ground.

The Holy Father frowned, truly worthy of defending the country.

Although it is inconvenient for me to use my great magical power, these two iron palms are still here.

After consuming the Antarctic Immortal Herb, one's physical body can almost reach the level of permanent invincibility, therefore...
"If a person lacks manners, what is the point of living?"

With a single palm strike, a guard was smashed like a tomato.

"If a person has no end, what is the point of living?"

With the second strike, the guard raised his sword, and together with the sword, he was shattered into pieces.

"If a person is so rude, why doesn't he just die quickly?"

The third blow sent the guard trying to run away, but a civilian on the ground grabbed his legs.

The guard looked down in horror at the lowly commoner who was laughing.

Suddenly everything went black, and my whole body turned into a big red flower.

When Xu Xuan stood in front of the nobleman, the nobleman had already urinated.

"I am the third son of Zhou Yu."

"Okay, okay, do you know who I am?"

"No, I don't know."

"Xiang Shu" from the "Yong Feng" section of the Book of Songs is the only one among the three hundred poems that is the most explicit, direct, and cathartic in its insults.

The poems of the people of Wei are filled with anger.

A rat has skin, a rat has teeth, a rat has a body; a shameless ruler may have a human form, but you are ultimately not human.

Boom!
This little incident went unnoticed, and they continued walking inside.

The people silently shared what was on the ground, and after a while, only a few pools of blood remained.

Xu Xuan quickly arrived at a mansion, adjusted his expression and demeanor, and informed the gatekeeper.

"Xu Xuan, a man from Yue, has come to admire the sword."

Kong Zhou, a famous sword collector during the Spring and Autumn Period, was from the State of Wei, and the three swords of the Yin Emperor also originated from there.

No matter how this secret realm changes, this person must be one of the NPCs, or even the controller.

To align with the style of prominent figures during the Spring and Autumn Period, a direct approach was the best way to make contact.

Soon a middle-aged man came out. He was simply dressed, had an ordinary appearance, and carried wisps of different sword energy.

No wonder he's a famous sword enthusiast.

(End of this chapter)