Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

In the early spring, all things are growing vigorously. At the village at the foot of Tianheng Mountain, a long line forms at the entrance of the village.

Some were bringing things to Liyue Harbor to resell, some were delivering goods, some were working away from home, and a few were sending their children to private schools.

Why is it said to be a minority?

Because not every family is willing to spend 80,000 Mora every year to gamble on an illusory future. It may be due to family circumstances or perhaps the constraints of their thinking.

In short, with a father like Su Yue earning this much every month, a mother like Li Ying supporting him to go to private school, and a child as smart as Su Ping, there is no other one like him in their village or in the surrounding area.

Walking on the muddy road that had just rained a little, Su Ping was held by one hand by his parents, and his father was carrying a package on his back.

Although he had grown a year older, it did not mean that there were no changes at all. Su Ping changed into a set of clothes with a finer texture. These were considered to be more decent clothes. They were made by his mother herself using the cloth she bought.

Both his parents changed into newer clothes. Although they did not say much, Su Ping knew that this was to prevent him from being looked down upon in the private school and to avoid him feeling that his family was too poor.

The early spring breeze felt a little chilly on his face, but his body, hands, and heart were warm because his clothes were thick enough, because he was protected by his parents' hands, and because he had a family.

After walking more than ten miles, we finally saw the entrance to the city. The long line of people were rubbing the mud off their feet on the roadside, as if they were afraid that their shoes would dirty the smooth road surface.

Not long after, under the watchful eyes of the Qianyan Army standing guard on the roadside, Su Ping and his family stepped onto the solid road surface with their shoes that had most of the mud wiped off. Some of the children even jumped on the road, enjoying the sound of the soles of their shoes hitting the road surface.

The streets of Liyue Harbor were very wide and after searching for a long time and asking many people, I finally found a courtyard. There were already nearly a hundred people bustling about there.

A well-dressed man with a jade hairpin on his head, as gentle as jade, walked up to Su Ping and the other two and said with a soft smile: "If you want to enter the school, please line up over there, fill in your information, and pay the fee."

Su Yue smiled naively: "Thank you, thank you."

"It's just a small favor." The man shook his head slightly, lowered his head and looked at Su Ping, and asked, "Future junior, I wonder how old you are today?"

"I'm already seven years old, what advice do you have for me?" Su Ping bowed with both hands, looking quite respectable.

"Seven years old?" The man raised his eyebrows, then smiled and said, "The teacher always said that learning should start from childhood. Well, not bad, not bad."

"I won't bother you any more. You two can take your children to arrange for school admission." After the man said this, he bowed with both hands and left slowly.

After joining the team, Su Ping waited quietly. During this period, he looked away from time to time, using his appearance as a cover to look at his future classmates at will.

Most of these children who were going to school were fifteen or sixteen years old, or at least twelve or thirteen years old. It seemed that Su Ping was the only child who was only seven years old.

But think about it, most children at this age are probably still playing in the mud and don't understand many things, so it's really not appropriate to send them to school.

Not far away, a father and daughter seemed to be arguing about something, holding a package in their hands and refusing to let go. Such a scene naturally attracted a lot of onlookers.

The girl's father frowned and sighed, "My daughter, let's go home. I'll leave the Wanwen Collection to you as an heir. If you want to learn to read, I'll teach you. Why do you have to come here?"

"If I don't study now, I won't be able to sell books in the future. Besides, Dad, can your knowledge compare with Confucius?" The girl insisted on her opinion and pulled the package from her father's hand.

The girl's father had no choice but to give a few earnest instructions, then took out a thick stack of things from his arms, handed it to his daughter, and said: "These banknotes, total estimated to be two hundred thousand, out of the house expenses are high, you take good care of it, if not enough, dad will send more!"

"Why do you want to give me so much? I'm usually in school and rarely go out." The girl wanted to return the money.

"Just take it if I give it to you. It's safer to carry some money with you when you go out. Don't you know the situation in our family? We don't need this." The old father waved his hand and took the girl to the end of the line.

The lavish gesture and the combination of the father and his daughter were eye-catching even without saying a word. Moreover, many people just now thought that the man was a pedantic person and planned to go up and persuade him, but they found that it was a waste of time.

The team was still moving, and soon it was Su Ping's turn. After he reported his name, age, and specific address, the person in charge blinked and gave him a key without saying anything else.

"This key is for your future residence. Four people will share one room. We will have holidays during the holidays. If you need to leave for something, you need to ask the master. Okay, next one."

The three of them quickly made way and walked to the gate of the courtyard. Li Ying squatted down, looked at her son, and admonished: "Ping'er, get along well with the friends you live with in the future. We won't cause trouble, but don't be afraid if there is trouble. Do you understand?"

"Well, don't worry, Mom. I know." Su Ping smiled faintly.

Li Ying nodded slightly, took the package from her husband, handed it to her son, and said, "There are two sets of clothes in the bag, and some Mora. Remember to put it away and don't lose it. It's okay if you lose it. Don't hide it from your family. And..."

After talking for a long time, Su Ping heard everything. This left Su Yue with nothing to say, but it didn't matter, because both parents were the same and equally important.

Su Ping stepped into the courtyard door and looked back. His parents were still there looking at him. In order not to let them stand there for too long, he walked a little faster. When he was about to turn the corner, he looked back again, but still did not leave.

Su Ping had no idea what happened afterwards. The wall blocked the door and he could not see what was outside. Then, with the guidance of the staff, he found his dormitory.

The dormitories, or rather the men's dormitories, are all in the same yard, three side-by-side houses on the second floor, with their windows and doors wide open, waiting for people to move in.

Su Ping glanced at the number on the key in his hand, Jia San, and then turned his head to look at the rightmost room under the eaves. From left to right, it was the third room, and Jia San was clearly written on the right side of the door.

Su Ping lifted the package on his back and walked to the door. When he saw the scene inside, he was stunned.

Four sets of bedding and pillows were rolled up and placed in the four corners of the room. The floor on which the bed was made was also made of dark solid wood, which felt very solid to step on. However, there was no bed frame, so the patient should have slept on the floor.

Directly opposite the door is a paper window. In the center of the room is a low table and the floor is covered with soft couches. You need to take off your shoes outside before you can walk in, otherwise your shoes would be like stepping on the chair.

Su Ping took off his shoes and stepped on the couch. He felt that it was a little unreal. After all, 80,000 Mora was the cost of a whole year's tuition, books, sundries, food, and accommodation.

He thought that after all the complications, it would be just so-so, but the reality turned out to be like a paradise on earth. It is no exaggeration to say that such a school would definitely be a top-notch school in another world.

Because of such a teaching environment, and the fact that Confucius may have taught in person, and that students learn not for the sake of learning but for something useful, if it is not good, then it is really their own problem.

After a while, Su Ping walked to the inner bed, spread out the bedding, and covered the ground without a couch. Then he put his package against the wall, sat at the table, and waited for other roommates to arrive.

Not long after, two young men in their twenties walked into the room. When they saw Su Ping, they were stunned for a moment, then relieved.

After the two men spread out the bedding and talked to each other, it was Su Ping's turn and he almost couldn't stop grinning, because the two people in front of him were named Yan Hui, with the courtesy name Ziyuan, and the other named Ran Qiu, with the courtesy name Ziyou.

They were both famous disciples of Confucius. Although Su Ping didn't remember clearly, it seemed that the two should not be of similar age. But this is not that world, so what is impossible?

Yan Ziyuan sat at the table, a smile on his face: "Brother Ziyou, I never thought that I would sleep with you. Is it fate?"

"Meeting is fate. If you have any questions in your studies in the future, I hope I will give you some advice." Ran Ziyou was a well-known humble man. If others respected him one foot, he would respect them ten feet more.

Yan Ziyuan sighed and said softly, "Let's be honest. Apart from the Master, who else dares to claim to have learned everything and understand everything just by reading?"

"That's true." Ran Zi nodded and smiled.

Seeing these brothers being so friendly and respectful to each other, Su Ping felt relieved. As expected, birds of a feather flock together. Even if not all of Confucius' students were good, most of them were good. At least the two people in front of him did not have ulterior motives.

It's just that the tone of his speech is confusing. It's okay for Su Ping to talk like this occasionally, but if he keeps talking like this all day long, he will get into trouble sooner or later.

"Junior brother." Yan Ziyuan looked at Su Ping who was sitting next to him. He had phoenix eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and a handsome face with a kind smile on his face, which was truly extraordinary.

“Xiaoxue brother Yan.” Su Ping sat up straight and bowed with both hands. This was the way they bowed just now in his memory. It should be right to do it as he did.

Yan Ziyuan's smile made people feel like spring breeze. He respected etiquette very much, especially the etiquette taught by his teacher. His style of doing things made everyone who dealt with him admire him.

Likewise, if someone treats him with courtesy, he should also respond with courtesy. "I just learned your name, junior brother. Do you have a name?"

In the etiquette they learned, calling someone by their given name is respectful, calling someone by their given name is disrespectful, and calling someone by their full name is like scolding, so they asked this question.

"No, my family is poor, so there are no such rules." Su Ping shook his head slightly and said frankly.

Yan Ziyuan replied: "That's fine. I will ask the Master to choose a name for you later. Is that okay?"

"Thank you for your help, Senior Brother."

"It's not worth mentioning." Yan Ziyuan waved his hand slightly.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door: "Ziyuan, Ziyou, you two are here too."

The last roommate of the three finally arrived. After entering the room, he also found the still small Su Ping and said with a smile: "Little brother, you are here too. We are really destined to be together!"

"My name is Zeng Dian, and my courtesy name is Xi." This man was the man he met outside the door before.

Su Ping bowed and said, "My name is Su Ping, but I don't have a name yet."

"Haha, then you and Mr. Dongpo are from the same family." Zeng Xi sat down next to him and started talking to a few people, and they soon became friends.

Compared to Yan Ziyuan's strict adherence to etiquette and Ran Ziyou's modesty and courtesy, Zeng Xi was more cheerful, so as long as the person had no problem and they didn't talk much, they could just be casual acquaintances.

Su Ping pondered for a moment, looked at Zeng Xi who was smiling, and asked: "Brother Zeng, didn't the teacher open a private school today? How come you brothers have already shown signs of success?"

"Of course, it's because we were previously students of the Master. Now that the private school has opened, it is recruiting students from all over Liyue. Occasionally, we will also go to teach."

Zeng Xi said slowly: "However, if the teacher teaches, we also need to listen. After all, learning never ends, even when you are old."

"Is that so? Thank you, senior brother." Su Ping looked thoughtful. This way, one thing made sense. The order of accepting students first and then opening a private school should be correct.

Zeng Xi looked back outside the door and said, "It's almost noon. Would you three like to go to the dining hall to have lunch together?"

"Brother Zeng's invitation is of course not to be refused."

"Ziyou also said the same thing."

"What the two brothers said really speaks to my heart."

Zeng Xi smiled and said, "Then let's go."

Ran Zi glanced at the bedding and said, "Brother Zeng, please stay for now. There is no rush to eat."

"No need, we'll talk about it when we get back."