Su Yu nodded and then recited a poem on the spot:

"Thirty years of fame and glory are but dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of road are but clouds and moon."

Don't let your youth slip away in vain, only to regret it later.

Aspirations hungry for the Hulu meat, and laughed and thirst for the blood of the Huns.

"Let us start anew, reclaim our lost lands, and return to the imperial palace."

The students and customers present all praised it.

"Reclaim our lost lands and return to the imperial palace!" After reciting the line repeatedly, Zhongli asked with emotion, "Mr. Su, does this poem have a name?"

"Man Jiang Hong"

Zhong Li looked at Ji Fang.

Ji Fang said with utmost solemnity, "This poem by Mr. Su Yu can be listed as one of the treasures of our shop. After it is framed, it can be hung in the front hall for future generations to appreciate and study."

Many great contemporary writers consider it an honor to have their calligraphy displayed at Wanwenji Academy. When Ji Fang announced the decision, the students were completely convinced and not a single one objected.

In addition, many people are lying on the ground diligently writing down "Man Jiang Hong," and it is believed that it will become a well-known classic poem in a few days.

"The signature is Yue Fei."

Zhongli asked, "Is this your pen name, brother?"

"It is the name of a hero I respect."

Zhongli smiled and said, "So it was a tribute to a hero. Such magnanimity is truly admirable."

Wanwenji Residence is very large, with a front hall and a back courtyard.

In the backyard there was a large auditorium that could accommodate eight hundred people who came to listen to the lectures. The majority of them were energetic scholars and educated men, but there were also elderly people over sixty years old. The men and women were of different ages and professions, but their eyes all revealed a thirst for knowledge.

Zhong Li was the first to step onto the podium, his gaze steady.

"Today's lesson is titled 'Cultural Heritage,' and it is divided into two parts. I will be giving the first part, and Mr. Su Yu will be giving the second part."

After Zhong Li finished announcing the information, the students in the auditorium began to whisper among themselves.

"Who is this Mr. Su Yu? I've never heard of him before."

"He looks so young, not much older than us. Can his lectures be as engaging as Mr. Zhongli's?"

"Since it was recommended by Mr. Zhongli, this person must be very knowledgeable."

Zhongli waved his hand, and everyone quieted down.

"Since the founding of Liyue by the Geo Archon, a rich and unique immortal culture has gradually developed. Even after natural disasters and man-made calamities, Liyue's culture remains vibrant and enduring..."

"Under the protection of the Geo Archon, Liyue's cultural history is the oldest and most vibrant in Teyvat... The great Geo Archon created, protected, and passed on the Liyue civilization..."

While showing off his own abilities, Morax can also give a serious lecture on history, which shows he does this quite often.

Of the Seven Gods, if we're talking about who likes to play dumb the most, it's definitely Morax.

He seemed to be able to recount his great achievements effortlessly in front of anyone and under any circumstances.

However, Su Yu could understand his feelings.

Liyue, to which Morax poured all his heart and soul, is Morax's lifelong pride.

He was like an old father who would praise his child to everyone he met, and he would also boast about himself in between.

After Zhongli finished his explanation, applause filled the auditorium, and everyone felt as if they had experienced a journey through time and space spanning thousands of years.

Su Yu smiled calmly.

What you see as history is merely a part of Morax's life experience; no one knows more about Liyue than he does.

Morax's excellent presentation today was naturally intended to increase the difficulty of the lecture.

"Next, please welcome Mr. Su Yu to the stage to give a lecture."

Morax stepped down from the podium and handed over the rest of the time to Su Yu.

With his brilliant example as a precedent, can this young talent, who can casually write "Man Jiang Hong," withstand the pressure and deliver a wonderful lesson?

Chapter 56 Wanwen Collection House (Part 2)

The theme of this class is cultural heritage.

Su Yu had already prepared the content of his lecture while he was sitting in the audience.

If we're talking about explaining Liyue's own culture, it's naturally no match for Morax; if we're talking about explaining the history of Winter Solstice, it's just too monotonous and boring. Compared to Liyue's diverse culture, it's really lackluster.

Therefore, Su Yu decided to take a different approach.

"Gentlemen, have you ever heard the stories of the Seven Warring States and the Hundred Schools of Thought?"

Morax, who was in the audience, had never heard of this history before, and was clearly intrigued, quietly watching Su Yu on the stage.

The students all shook their heads.

Of course you haven't heard of it, because there's a cultural gap in the history of Liyue and Blue Star!

In other words, Liyue only incorporates some characteristics of Chinese culture, but in essence, it has little to do with Chinese culture.

What Su Yu was going to explain to them were the major events that occurred during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods in Chinese history.

"The seven states of Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and Qin vied for supremacy, and countless heroes have left their mark on history."

"When the Qin Empire besieged the capital of Zhao, the teacher in the classroom, on his deathbed, was still instructing his children to copy the two characters 'Zhao' on a sand table, admonishing them not to forget their roots and the culture of Zhao. Even if the country is gone, as long as the culture can be passed down, then the spirit of that country will live on forever!"

The audience was filled with excitement, as if they had become students in that class, listening to the teacher's last lecture, while their classmates were being killed by flying arrows.

Seeing their interest, Su Yu casually picked out a story from the Tang Dynasty.

"There was a great general named Guo Xin who led thousands of soldiers to defend the border. Without any support from the enemy, the powerful Tubo Kingdom, they fought alone for 42 years. All of them persevered from their youth to old age."

"These brave warriors were later hailed as the Anxi White-Haired Army!"

"At the time, everyone in the Tang Dynasty believed that the border guards who had lost contact had long since died in battle. However, upon learning that the Anxi Protectorate still existed and that there were still people fighting on the western border of the Tang Dynasty, the emperor and all the civil and military officials wept bitterly in the court."

Even the Tibetans, the enemy, held these white-haired soldiers in the highest esteem. After finally breaching the city, they gave all the white-haired soldiers a grand burial.

"The unwavering loyalty and pure heart of the Chinese people shine as brightly as the stars, even after countless calamities. Though the glorious Tang Dynasty has long since passed, the spirit of the Chinese nation lives on forever, immortal and indestructible!"

"The Anxi White-haired Army held out for 42 years under enemy siege, relying on its unwavering belief in protecting Chinese civilization."

"Cultural heritage also conveys a spirit of protecting our homeland!"

When Su Yu finished telling this story, many students in the classroom burst into tears.

Zhongli's expression was solemn, as if he were paying tribute to the white-haired soldiers.

"The Hundred Schools of Thought contended, and a large number of thinkers became sages who influenced the culture of later generations for thousands of years."

Su Yu continued lecturing.

Confucius said, "Learning without thinking is futile; thinking without learning is dangerous!"

Lao Tzu said, "It is precisely because he does not contend that no one in the world can contend with him!"

Mozi said, "Give me a peach, and I will repay you with a plum!"

Sun Tzu said, "Attack where they are unprepared, appear where they least expect it!"

Every word of the sage's speech had a profound and enlightening effect on the students present.

When Su Yu finished his lecture, Morax's applause was the first to erupt in the quiet auditorium.

Then, the crowd erupted in cheers and applause.

These vivid historical stories greatly broadened their horizons.

The sages' ideas of "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness" deeply moved them and opened a new door for them.

Before this, although Liyue had produced many thinkers, they were far inferior to sages like Confucius and Mencius.

“Mr. Su, I have read all the history books of the seven kingdoms. The history of the seven kingdoms combined is not as wonderful as your lecture.”

"Mr. Su, did you make up all these stories? Why do they sound so real?"

"Mr. Su, do you take on apprentices?"

Will you come to give a lecture again next time?

Su Yu was surrounded by students seeking his knowledge, and he enjoyed this admiration without a care in the world.

Even on the continent of Teyvat, the magnificent history of China remains awe-inspiring and something for everyone to be proud of, and Liyue is no exception.

Ji Fang, the proprietress of Wanwen Collection House, exclaimed, "You truly are worthy of being Mr. Zhongli's friend! The quotes you shared in class just now have been a storm in the intellectual world of Liyue. Mr. Su, Wanwen Collection House would like to hire you as a lecturer. As for the remuneration, it will be the same as Mr. Zhongli's."

Zhongli even received a reward...

He served as a guest elder at the Wangsheng Hall and also worked part-time as a lecturer at the Wanwenjishe, yet he remained penniless.

Morax, where exactly did you spend all that money?

"Thank you for the invitation. However, I won't be staying in Liyue for very long."

"Alas, that is a great pity. If Liyue had a top master like Mr. Su, how could its culture not flourish?"

Ji Fang had just realized from Su Yu's attire that he wasn't a native of Liyue, and now that Su Yu had confirmed it to her personally, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Realistically speaking, if such a talent cannot be utilized by Liyue, it may threaten Liyue's cultural dominance if it is placed in other countries in the future.

She was determined to report the matter to the Liyue Seven Stars, hoping that the authorities might have a way to retain this person.

Zhongli looked Su Yu up and down again, and muttered to himself, "Strange, he is neither a follower of the Heavenly Principle Sect nor an apostle of the Abyss Sect, yet he has such profound knowledge and such deep thoughts. Even I am amazed. That world of the Warring States period, with its seven powerful states and a hundred schools of thought, is indeed something to yearn for."

Of course, Su Yu heard all of this murmur.

"That was an era in which human sages emerged in great numbers, while the glory of the rulers became dim. Thousands of years later, most people only remember a few sages, and few remember the names of those kings."

Zhongli sighed softly: "In a country like this, if it is simply managed by humans themselves, even without the rule of gods, its culture can be passed down for hundreds of years."

"It's alright, it's only been passed down for a little over five thousand years."

Su Yu rarely went to Versailles.

Zhongli was stunned.

It is truly incomprehensible that a civilization entirely ruled by humans could endure for over five thousand years, almost matching its own age.

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