Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

It has been a while since winter began. This winter is very cold, so cold that Lord Kaiyangxing, who is in a wheelchair, dares not go out even though he is wrapped in three layers of cotton-padded jacket.

In response to this, the commander-in-chief, who was once a man of both civil and military talents, could only seal all the doors and windows in the Qun Yu Pavilion, leaving only one vent, light a few stoves to keep out the cold, and ignore external affairs.

As for the military affairs of Qianyan Military Camp, he had gradually delegated power after he was robbed several years ago, and handed them over to the four generals for discussion and handling. Unless there were matters that required a seven-star status, they would be sent to the desk of the commander-in-chief Su Ping.

For now, the commander-in-chief has become more of a nominal position and the spiritual leader of the entire army. He actually thought about abdicating and letting others take over, but the four generals used the excuse that "changing commanders in the middle of a battle is a taboo" to keep him in place.

On this day, there was no important official business in the court, and it was still the same trivial matters as usual. As the saying goes, "When officials are in misfortune, poets are fortunate." There was an event in the literary world that did not attract attention, but it was the moment when someone's doubts were dispelled.

Yuhe Teahouse, the teahouse under the name of Mr. Youyun's opera troupe, naturally has good business. Even though the weather is extremely cold and the atmosphere is under martial law, and there are rumors that major changes will take place in the coming years, it cannot stop people's enthusiasm for listening to opera and drinking tea.

Sitting on the elegant seat was a young man with blue hair and a handsome appearance, and another young man who was older than the former, but very handsome. When he looked up, it seemed as if flowers were blooming everywhere.

The man with blue hair is the second son of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Xingqiu.

Xingqiu looked at the much more handsome man across from him and said softly, "Mr. Nan, a few years ago you said that martial arts were dead because of the current situation. But now Liyue is in a state of flux. I wonder if it can regain its former glory?"

The only person in Liyue Harbor with the surname Nan who could possibly make the Second Young Master ask such a question was naturally Nan Zhangsheng. He shook his head indifferently.

Xingqiu was startled, "Why?"

Nan Zhangsheng took a sip of tea and said calmly with a masterly manner, "Although prices in Liyue Harbor have increased and many residents have moved in, what does this have to do with the revival of martial arts?"

Xingqiu frowned and said, "Residents are coming to the port, and prices are rising. This is a sign of turbulent times. As the saying goes, heroes are made by the times. Could it be that martial arts themes cannot regain their glory?"

Nan Zhangsheng sighed, "Difficult, difficult, difficult!"

Xingqiu said, “I’d like to hear the details.”

Nan Zhangsheng shook his teacup and said slowly, "Let's not talk about whether the current situation is really turbulent or not, and let's not talk about how difficult it is to rebuild the glory. If the world is really in chaos and the people are living in misery, how can the second young master have the leisure to write a book?"

This answer is very...nonsense!

Because it seems to answer the question, but in fact it leads the question to another question, which is confusing at all and it is obvious that no response is wanted.

However, the second young master failed to notice the trouble-making behavior of Mr. Nan, whom he respected, and continued to persuade him tirelessly.

Nan Zhangsheng stood up suddenly, his face serious, and said solemnly: "Only when the world is peaceful can there be literary creation, and epic poems passed down to future generations. If the world is in turmoil like a fire, how can we write, and who will read it?"

He held one hand in front of him and the other behind his back, and said confidently, "I once read a sentence in my school: Worry about the world before you worry about yourself, and be happy after the world is happy. I thought it made a lot of sense. I wonder what Master Xingqiu thinks of it?"

Xingqiu was stunned and said, “Does… does it make sense?”

"If it is reasonable, we should practice it and integrate knowledge and action." Nan Zhangsheng waved his hand in front of him, "If it is reasonable, then don't ask about restoring the glory. As long as those chivalrous and kind-hearted people are still in the world, what does it matter whether they exist between the lines?"

Xingqiu's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt his blood boiling. He bowed solemnly, "Thank you for your teachings, sir. You saved me from making a big mistake. Xingqiu is very grateful."

Nan Zhangsheng laughed heartily, and said with a look of satisfaction on his face: "This young boy is teachable, he is teachable. Hahahahaha..."

The laughter gradually faded away, because this very handsome young man in blue was quietly moving his feet. He said stop when he reached the door to prevent others from following him. Then he turned around and walked a few steps. When he found that there was really no one there... he ran away.

Two blocks away from the teahouse, Nan Zhangsheng looked back and didn't see the blue-haired figure. He breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "Luckily he didn't catch up."

He doesn't care whether martial arts is dead or alive, or whether the literary world is thriving or not. No one can expect him to go back to writing and updating books as he used to. No one can!

The first reason is that he couldn't continue writing, or copying, because the original author had already written up to that point, so even if he wanted to continue, he couldn't. The second reason is that there was no need to do so. He had already earned enough fame, money and honor, so what else was worth fighting for?

This is the biggest difference between Nan Zhangsheng and Su Ping.

Because of his family background, experiences and different concepts, Nan Zhangsheng likes to enjoy life and wants the best of everything. Su Ping, on the other hand, has very low requirements and is not particular about anything. His basic goal is to survive, and then on that basis, he wants to live a better life. If not, he will not force it.

These two people are the closest people in Teyvat. It is an inexplicable closeness that comes from the same hometown, and it is the mutual dependence of two souls that do not belong to this world.

Of course, Su Ping did not have such a sad feeling. Nan Zhangsheng only felt a little melancholy when he thought of it sometimes.

"Nan Zhangsheng!"

A female voice, very clear and tender, sounded from behind the man in blue.

Nan Zhangsheng turned around and smiled, "Paimeng? Long time no see."

The little floating creature Paimon stuck in front of the young man in blue and said with a grin, "It's been a long time."

"Since you are here, Ying should be here too, right?" Nan Zhangsheng pushed away the floating objects blocking his way, and sure enough, there was a yellow-haired girl standing there, waving and greeting him.

Nan Zhangsheng crossed his arms over his chest and said with a smile, "Why didn't you give me a heads-up before returning to Liyue Harbor? I didn't have time to prepare."

Ying said softly, "I just came back to take a look. I don't plan to stay for long, so I don't want to disturb you."

Nan Zhangsheng pretended to be angry and said, "What are you talking about? We are all friends, there is no need to bother or not."

Ying put her hands behind her back. The passing of eight years did not turn the girl into a woman. It was as if she would always be like this and would never grow up. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, still as beautiful as before. "To be honest, I'm leaving soon."

Nan Zhangsheng was startled and asked, "What's wrong?"

The question was asked casually and directly, but the yellow-haired girl knew the other person's personality well and also understood that the other person knew a lot of things, so the question was definitely not as simple as just three words.

Ying's eyes dimmed, and she said softly, "I found my brother. He is now...very strong, but he is not like before."

Nan Zhangsheng kept silent and acted as a silent listener.

"I thought that finding my brother would be a happy, joyful, and warm reunion, but when we actually met, it was a battle of swords, blood and fire, and my brother...just disappeared in front of me, and I don't know where he went.

In Xumi, I got some information about his past, which was the tip of the iceberg of what he did during the time I was not with him, and what he sacrificed for a certain purpose. My brother became less and less like himself. "

Ying pursed her lips and said, "I don't know what to do. My brother has never done this before. He has never abandoned me. He has never... kept me from knowing anything he has done."

Nan Zhangsheng sighed softly, "I can't give any advice on this matter, no matter if it's good or bad, right or wrong."

Ying reached out and curled the braid on her cheek, "You're not the first person to say that."

Nan Zhangsheng spread his hands and said, "I am just an ordinary person. Apart from having seen more things, there is nothing special about me. I can't give you the best of both worlds, nor can I say a famous saying that will spread all over the world."

The scene suddenly fell into silence. The two looked at each other for a while, then turned their gazes to the angry little figure next to them.

Paimeng stomped his feet in the air and said angrily, "I finally got back once, so stop talking about these things. And Zhangsheng, did you just throw me away? You..."

Listening to the little floating object's noise and its determined look, the two of them smiled faintly and tacitly stopped talking about those heavy sad things.

Nan Zhangsheng waved his hands and said, "Sorry, sorry. How about I treat you guys to a meal as my apology?"

Paimon's eyes lit up, "Deal!"

Ying put her hand on her forehead, seeming to be a little worried about this travel companion, because after so many years, he is still such a foodie and hasn't changed at all.

But in some ways, this is good.

So, the travelers and guides, who were just passing by and were in a hurry to leave, followed the young man in blue and went to Xinyue Pavilion to sit down.

All kinds of rare seafood are served on the table, a dazzling array.

"Eat. There's no rush to travel now." Nan Zhangsheng advised.

This of course has nothing to do with Paimon. She sees that eating could only cause her to die from overeating, and there is no possibility of wasting any food.

Ying held the chopsticks, but had no intention of picking up any food. Instead, she stared at the handsome face and asked, "After this meal, is it possible for me to leave?"

"What do you mean, can I still poison you?"

"That's impossible, but you should know about favors, and I just don't want to owe anyone anything."

Nan Zhangsheng put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "Then I'll get straight to the point. Ying, stay in Liyue Harbor and help us."

Ying shook her head. "When we were in Mondstadt, Captain Qin also said so. I didn't agree to it, so I won't agree to it now either."

Nan Zhangsheng frowned and said sadly: "Brother Su..."

Ying reached out to stop him and said, "Zhangsheng, you are not suitable to play the emotional card."

"Well, it's hard to stay. Come back whenever you want. I'll keep the guest room for you."

"It's coming, not coming back."

"Is it important?"

"It's very important because you like playing word games. If I'm not careful, you can easily catch me. Liyue is just a place I'm passing through temporarily, not my home!"

"Okay, you have the final say."

"Um..." Paimon's weak voice said, "Can you continue eating?"

As the two people started to argue, the little floating creature stopped eating and lost the mood to eat anymore.

"Eat, eat, you can afford it."