Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 22 Amazing Comprehension

Therefore, regardless of status or age, wherever reason exists, that's where teachers exist.

Alas! The tradition of teachers has been lost for a long time! It is difficult to expect people to be free from confusion! The ancient sages, their emergence...
The article's message became increasingly simple, yet also increasingly profound, so profound that all the professors stood up.

Professor Liu wrote this timeless masterpiece word by word in the air with his fingers, as if he wanted to engrave it into his heart.

Professor Shi, as if listening to music, began to undress and behave in a dissolute manner.

The students were also captivated by it, grasping its true meaning.

They particularly resonated with the article's views on age and education.

Only Instructor Xu's voice echoed throughout the vast academy.

“Sages have no fixed teachers. Confucius studied under Tanzi, Changhong, Shixiang, and Laozi. The disciples of Tanzi were not as virtuous as Confucius. Confucius said, ‘When three people walk together, there must be one who can teach me.’ Therefore, a disciple is not necessarily inferior to his teacher, nor is a teacher necessarily more virtuous than his disciple. There is a sequence in learning the Way, and each has their own area of ​​expertise. That’s all.”

"That's all there is to it," Professor Gu thought, his beard trembling slightly as he inwardly roared: "This is truly magnificent writing!"

To express the deepest truths in the simplest language.

The word "teacher" is explained in its entirety.

It even includes the teachings of sages; its literary talent, breadth of mind, and courage are beyond the reach of most.

Han Yu, truly remarkable, truly remarkable!

The reason of war in the north is perfectly reasonable, but it's just a matter of whether it's the Han family of Yingchuan or the Han family of Nanyang.

The students were thrilled; the humble game of Cuju had been elevated to such a high level!
This is the most sincere apology and the most extreme praise.

Instructor Xu is a good person.

At this moment, Madam Yin received Xu Xuan's hint and stepped forward to announce that from now on, Cuju would be a sport unique to Chongqi Academy, and it would be the achievement of all the students.

This article will be recorded in the college's journal in the future.

Just as the students were cheering, the professors were also praising Xu Xuan.

They believed that this article could not have been written by Instructor Xu and then attributed to Han Yu, because the better the article or poem, the more extraordinary talent and exceptional experience it required.

When you travel, think about the way; when you drink, think about the source.

If an unknown person suddenly produced a timeless masterpiece or a peerless classic, no one would believe it.

The professors could only marvel at Xu Xuanfu's great fortune in obtaining such a precious legacy of a sage.

Moreover, it's clear that they had prepared in advance.

From inspiring the students' fighting spirit to properly resolving conflicts between teachers and students, their actions have already been remarkable.

It even revitalized the academic atmosphere of the college, which is truly remarkable.

"Instructor Xu has excellent skills. Seven days ago, his move was like thunder from the heavens, shaking people's hearts. Seven days later, his move was like a gentle spring breeze, refreshing and soothing. It is truly an eye-opener."

No one expected that the first person to praise him would be Professor Sheng from Mingfa Science and Technology.

This professor was always serious and rarely smiled; he spoke concisely and his eyes were full of scrutiny.

This is the first time I've ever proactively praised a colleague.

In fact, Professor Sheng increasingly felt that Instructor Xu was more suited to criminal work.

He is shrewd, resourceful, and courageous, and his conduct currently appears to be quite upright.

More importantly, her writing style doesn't seem particularly impressive.

It doesn't sound like a compliment, but it makes a lot of sense.

If Xu Xuan were truly a man of exceptional talent and eloquent speech, why would he possibly choose to work for the Ministry of Justice or the Court of Judicial Review?

Professor Liu from the Ming Shuke department had a simpler approach. After confirming a few easily confused homophones with Xu Xuan, he was satisfied and stepped aside.

This timeless article must be engraved on the stone wall of the academy to warn future generations, and I myself will leave my name behind because of writing this article.

Calligraphy can enhance an article, and an article can enhance calligraphy.

Professor Shi Kuang and Xu Xuan deliberately distanced themselves from that philandering old man who was now only wearing a white tank top.

Several professors at the academy are not quite normal.

People like Mrs. Yin and Professor Gu, who are considered normal, seem much more approachable.

Professor Gu was still unsure which Han it was and planned to continue investigating.

Of course, Xu Xuan's character of not taking credit or seeking personal gain was also highly recognized. After all, it was a lost text unknown to anyone, so even if this young man insisted on claiming responsibility, there was no way to prove it.

Lady Yin, on the other hand, was much simpler; after praising him, she directly increased his monthly salary.

"Add another ten taels of monthly salary, and a dragon-scale moon inkstone."

"Dragon Scale Moon Inkstone!"

It resembles the scales of a stone and the shape of a moon-shaped inkstone; it is produced in Shexian County.

This is the finest of She inkstones, and this one is ten times more valuable than the entire Yisan Institute.

"This is far too expensive."

Professor Gu, however, did not think it was valuable.

"Promoting Cuju (ancient Chinese football) to improve the physical condition of scholars and lay the groundwork for reform is certainly good, but using the legacy to establish the academic atmosphere is of immeasurable value."

"If you wrote it yourself, at least give him the title of professor."

He pretended not to hear those words. Xu Xuan's current level of literary talent still relied on the records accumulated by his predecessor, and he had no intention of cultivating a deep career in the education field.

I'm a cultivator, the kind who can fly.

With this, the Cuju (ancient Chinese football) incident officially came to an end.

Once the crowd dispersed, everything returned to normal.

After the initial joy, Qian Zhongyu suddenly realized something was wrong; this was not what he had initially imagined.

Shouldn't it be the students instructing and approving of the instructors? Now it's the students receiving instruction and approving of the instructors.

Xie Yu's "you just realized that" attitude was even more provocative.

In the end, they lost this round.

Seven days later, at the back mountain of the academy.

The small waterfall cascades down, and the little fish swim freely in the river.

The trees and rocks on both sides remained unchanged, showing no trace of the dazzling golden light of the night before.

The white-robed monks were gone from the stones by the river; only the instructors in blue robes remained.

Just a few days ago, Xu Xuan was full of vigor, but now time seemed to stand still because of the scriptures in his hands.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

"Senior brother, I really have no aptitude! I have no aptitude at all!!!"

If you simply memorize these three classics and one treatise, there will naturally be no problem, and you can understand it.

Xu Xuan looked at it from every angle and could only make out two words: dreaming.

The book says that by sincerely reciting Amitabha Buddha's name, one can experience the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

But after he read it aloud, there was no response.

There wasn't even a glimmer of golden light. As the person involved, Buddha must have known that I had no affinity with Buddhism.

After several days, in a daze, I seemed to see the image of the White Lotus Holy Father in my heart secretly laughing.

It seems to be saying that even if you are given the great supernatural powers of the White Lotus, what good is it if you can't even master a single Pure Land Buddhist method? How can you talk about absorbing the essence of all schools of thought into yourself?

"To suppress demons, or to fulfill a grand ambition."

Just as Xu Xuan was pondering some dangerous ideas, the changes in the world were intensifying, and even in Qiantang County, which was not far away, a horrifying case occurred.

Master Li of Jintian Academy had lost his initial composure; his face was ashen, and he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

The cries of family members echoed in my ears; the tragic outcome was too painful to bear.

But years of reading and cultivating his spirit eventually roused him, and he forced himself to start writing letters.

This is the time to use your network.

After he finished writing, he was somewhat dazed, when suddenly the image of a young man entered his mind.

Wait, I need to write another one!
"May"

(End of this chapter)