Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 458 Winter Has Arrived
But the most recent map iteration happened just a few years ago.

Current geomancy maps can achieve a main area scale of approximately 1:180000, which is equivalent to the Han Dynasty's "one inch equals ten li".

Pei Xiu, the Duke of Julu, created a masterpiece such as the "Yu Gong Regional Map" and proposed the famous and epoch-making cartographic theory of "Six Principles of Cartography".

This technology was not improved again until the Ming Dynasty, but by then it was the Age of Exploration, so improvements to the illustrations and text were normal.

Li admires this big shot the most, but what did he see on the back mountain of the academy?
If he wasn't just randomly placing the map, then he must have seen a map far ahead of its time.

Just thinking about how many people and how much time it would take to explore this body of water is enough to make one's scalp tingle.

It's practically like a privately maintained army, but one that doesn't fight, just draws maps.

Xu Xuan smiled and said, "What's the big deal?"

If that's all you've got, how can you keep this kid in check?

anything else.

With a casual gesture, a shimmering light emerges from the stone, revealing the information of the river.

The Tongji River is 52 li long, with a ground elevation difference of 20 zhang, and a total catchment area of ​​75,200 hectares. It was built during the ancient Yue Kingdom period.
With another flick of the finger, the seventy-two streams were illuminated, revealing their names: Zhixi River, thirty-one li long. Legend has it that during the Spring and Autumn Period...
It has everything from the river basin area, length, widest point, narrowest point, water storage period, flood season, and the legends and stories of the river.

This move left Li speechless and speechless.

As the child of a governor, he was naturally well-informed and knowledgeable.

A few supernatural abilities are nothing special; I've witnessed things like walking through walls and withered trees coming back to life many times. It's just that remnants of the Taiping Rebellion and the White Lotus Rebellion exist in the North.

As a populous prefecture in the Central Plains, Qingzhou has always attracted a host of strange and unscrupulous people who wanted to get a piece of the pie.

Previously, people had scoffed at this kind of magical skill, thinking that no matter how powerful it was, it was nothing more than a bluff.

But he became very interested in combining magic with water and mountains.

"Master Xu, is this some kind of magic for exploring mountains and rivers?"

"I wonder if you could teach me?"

He was so eager to bow down that he almost wanted to, and in fact, he was prepared to do so.

It was just blocked.

"This trivial skill is not worth mentioning."

"Moreover, this is not some kind of magic for exploring mountains and rivers; it's just that I have a group of local residents who are willing to get close to nature helping me."

"The information about Taihu Lake was provided by local residents; I was only responsible for making corrections."

"The work is quite tedious, so I need an assistant."

"I wonder if you are willing?"

Of course, I won't accept it immediately. This kid is just excited right now, so let's polish him up a bit first.

Furthermore, there is an inhuman aura emanating from him, which should also be clarified.

Since there's no time to slowly build a mentor-apprentice relationship anyway, it's better to start with work.

Once this kid keeps coming into contact with things that interest him, he won't be able to escape our trap of magical knowledge.

Li, on the other hand, had a question in her mind: what does "a large number of local residents" mean?

But it's okay, getting this information is already a huge bonus.

He readily agreed to be her assistant.

Who says Instructor Xu is mysterious? He's quite upright and honest, isn't he?

This small matter was thus resolved.

Every day thereafter, Li would come to the back mountain to receive new information and then help record it onto the paper in her hand.

The more records there are, the more detailed they become, and the more precise the language style becomes, just like Master Xu's.

After several weeks, he had completed half of the record of the 72 ports of Zhenze. Looking at the contents, he couldn't help but sigh.

What an honor it would be to compile such detailed information on the hydrology of the world, and how remarkable this book would be.

At the end of the previous dynasty, a wise man named Sangqin recorded the waterways of 137 major rivers throughout the country in more than 10,000 characters, in a work called "The Waterways Classic," making him a pioneer in the field of hydrology. Later scholars have named this unfinished work...
As more and more information is recorded in this book, the situation in Taihu Lake becomes increasingly clear.

After all, every word in the book is soaked in the blood of the Taihu demons.

At this moment, in Changdang Lake, the Red Dragon King sat on his throne, his aura completely transformed.

The entire demon became—confident.

Over the course of several months, the Taihu Demon Clan Alliance and the Azure Demon King engaged in dozens of brutal battles.

Even it itself was ambushed and seriously injured by the Azure Demon King several times, and only survived thanks to General Benbo's desperate rescue.

I still remember the first time it escaped death and was planning to leave the Taihu Lake basin, but the general persuaded it to stay and awakened its fighting spirit with many wise words.

"Your Majesty, without you, Taihu Lake is just like..."

"Your Majesty, I have ten victories and ten defeats to present to you."

"Your Majesty, we've won again!"

"Your Majesty."

After several brilliant counterattacks, it regained its footing and, after these hardships, was finally able to face its ambitions with equanimity.

Because the Red Dragon King has already seen the dawn of victory.

After all, battle reports don't lie.

Although many allies died during this period, it was a necessary sacrifice!
General Benbo is truly considerate of the demon's heart; what he says makes perfect sense.

Both sides have now tacitly stopped their attacks, and only a real decisive battle is needed to determine who is the true master of Taihu Lake.

Meanwhile, Xiaoqing was also waiting for an opportunity, as there wasn't much room left for the enemy.

So many demons had secretly surrendered during this period that it made her feel sorry for the Red Dragon King.

If there weren't so few people who met the recruitment criteria, this final battle wouldn't even need to be fought.

The Red Dragon King had long been bound by his men and sent to Taihu Lake.

Now she has a truly strong and well-equipped army, which has expanded to three thousand Taihu demon soldiers. These are elite troops who have experienced bloody battles, and their spirit and morale are incomparable to what they were before.

Now we're just waiting for the right opportunity to finish this as soon as possible and call it a day.

Everything was waiting for that earth-shattering day.

In this rhythm, autumn has come to an end.

The river repair project in Qiantang County has been completed.

Xu Xuan even went down the mountain in person to offer his congratulations. This may have been the last achievement Song Youde made while serving as the magistrate of Qiantang County.

Next stop: Suzhou, where I will take charge of Wu County.

Rumors have already spread from Yangzhou that he will take office after the New Year.

Exorcising demons, promoting education, repairing waterways, and having a powerful background—these achievements and external factors are all just right, making it perfectly reasonable for such a person to stand out.

Song Youde is quite a legendary figure; the fact that he could thrive under Xu Xuan's command suggests he has some talent.

First, fate; second, luck; third, feng shui; fourth, accumulating good deeds; fifth, studying.
He had to fill in all six numbers perfectly to be chosen by the Holy Father as the representative of the Jiangnan region.

Under the other party's tearful gaze, Xu Xuan presented the letter that Senior Brother Lu had sent in advance.

Xu Xuan patted the other person on the shoulder, his tone low and somber.

"When you get to Wu County, do a good job."

"The state thinks highly of you."

A few days later, winter arrived.

This year, the atmosphere was particularly somber, and Xu Xuan once again came to Leifeng Pagoda.

　I almost died from diarrhea.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)