The richest man's boyfriend lives in a history textbook

They drove for a long time, and finally came across a forest.

To Xingyuan's surprise, most of the fruits these trees bore were the fruits he picked up when Eisley was ill.

Aisley knew what he liked, so he rolled up his sleeves and went up to the tree to pick a big pot for him.

He and Eisley picked out the basin together at that time, and it was specially used to hold things.

Aisli took the initiative to help Xingyuan peel the fruit, and Xingyuan held his own small bowl and picked up the peeled pulp into it.

Xingyuan twitched his cheeks, eating happily.

The surrounding soldiers and officers were miserable, they didn't have such rare strength as Eisley.

Using the tools one by one, it took a long time to peel off one.

They looked at their immediate superiors enviously, salivating profusely.But they knew in their hearts that this dog man was very good at saving money on weekdays, and it was even more impossible to give them such peeled fruits.

One by one, they struggled to take their eyes back from the pile of white flesh, and refocused their energy on fighting against the pile of hard shells.

After a while, he dropped the tool and left angrily.

What to eat?I can't even peel it off.

Xingyuan likes to eat both sweet and sour. He filled bowl after bowl of fruit pulp and never got tired of eating it.

Eisley can't do it anymore, it's okay to eat less, but if you eat too much fruit, you will get tired and panic.

Aisley looked down at Xingyuan, Xingyuan raised his head after noticing the gaze, his blue eyes swayed, and he smiled gratefully at Aisley.Ashley sighed and continued to peel the fruit.

This is the first time that Xingyuan has eaten Aisley.

Xingyuan has a good appetite, but Eisley is full.

Seeing that there are more and more fruits remaining, Eisley can't bear to waste food no matter how much.Ai Papi, who keeps money, has given up his "private finances" with impossibility and generosity.

The few soldiers who got the things ate the fruit for the first time and enjoyed it very much.

After returning home, Xingyuan dug out a container with a diameter of about fifteen centimeters from his box.

He carried the container and went outside to dig some soil. When he came back, he took out a gnawed fruit core and buried it in the soil.

He tried to pour some water, and then sat down in front of the container with a small stool.

"You said, can it germinate?"

Aisley came over and bent down to look at the container, "No one can grow this kind of fruit tree. But I have been farming since I was a child, and I can probably see that this kind of tree is very good, but whether it can be planted depends on fate."

The strong wind swept away the remnant clouds, changing day and night, and the army marched all the way south.

The flowerpot was checked by Xingyuan on the box, and he watered the soil every day. Before the battlefield, there was a little more green in the center of the flowerpot.

Generally, Eisley has no objection to Xing Yuan jumping up and down.Even when Xingyuan bumped into each other sometimes, Eisley watched with a smile on his face.

Only in this battle, before going to the battlefield, Aisley pressed Xingyuan's shoulders and looked into Xingyuan's eyes.

"Stay here and don't run around."

Xingyuan opened his mouth to tell Aisley that he just wanted to exercise, but Aisley interrupted without waiting for him to speak: "Even if you are growing up, you have to find the right direction. You are not born to fight on the battlefield. Don't suffer so much for nothing." Sorry, okay?"

Xingyuan looked up at Aisley, his clear eyes gradually became complicated, and he didn't speak.

Xingyuan bowed his head, Aisley thought it would take some time to persuade Xingyuan, but the child was silent and nodded slowly.

Xingyuan didn't look up, he lowered his head and hugged the flower pot, went to a tree and squatted down.

Ashley was breathing heavily, but he didn't have time to soothe.At this time, he was about to set off in military uniform with a sword hanging on his waist.

He took a deep look at Xingyuan for the last time, then hurried away with big strides.

Xingyuan was on a high place, he could see their army moving forward like a dragon, piercing through the Changhong.

Before leaving, Eisley was afraid that he would starve to death, so he prepared enough dry food for him in advance, and placed them not far from Xingyuan.

It was dark, and the stars hung in the sky.

Xing Yuan looked at the valley in front of him, it was dark and quiet there.

One night passed, and no one knew who had triggered the switch, and the sound of fighting instantly cracked the valley.

Even though Eisley assured him that they had an [-]% chance of winning, Xingyuan was still nervous.

The war went on for about half an hour, when footsteps suddenly came from the top of the mountain.Xingyuan was about to hide, but remembered that no one could see him, nor could he hurt him.

He stood on the spot vigilantly, only to see two people walking up.

"I'm afraid it's over for Aisley this time, the protector of Lighter? A brave and resourceful fool."

Xingyuan became angry when he heard this, he couldn't hold back, and stared at the two men fiercely.

The cloth of the two of them is more than ordinary people, and the fabric is smooth, with rare patterns sewn on it.

Their hair appears to be well-manicured, with good texture and smooth strands.

Xingyuan looked at those hands, clearly living in troubled times, but their hands were so fine that calluses could not be seen.

Xingyuan is suspicious, just from the information in front of him, he knows that the two have extraordinary backgrounds.

Even though they couldn't see anything in the valley, the two of them seemed to know what happened.

One of them said: "Aisley is just experienced. Although we can't find a general who is more capable than him, we have the treasures of our ancestors!"

"Yes", the other person blushed with excitement, "I didn't expect that there was such a fetish hidden in the ground. The art of war is the wisdom of our ancestors! We have studied it for so many years and practiced it so many times, and now we can finally It came in handy."

"This is really a magic weapon that transcends the current world. Its mystery is unknown to everyone. From then on, we will stand in the highest position, and we will control the outcome of all wars..."

Xingyuan knew that they were counselors.

Listening to what they said, Xingyuan felt chills in his heart.There are no strategists around Eisley, and even according to the war habits here, people rarely use complicated schemes.

As time passed, Xingyuan's heart seemed to be tightly held by someone.On the other hand, the morale of the two counselors is calm.

At sunset, the sound of fighting became smaller and smaller, almost to nothing.

One person said: "It's over, it's time to go down the mountain."

They smiled at each other, but Xingyuan was depressed.

After the two left slowly without a trace, Xing Yuan leaned against the tree and his eyes lost all emotion.

The night was getting darker and the air was getting cooler.Although Xingyuan was shivering from the cold, his gaze never left the quiet valley.

He waited for a long time but was not necessarily sleepy.Suddenly, the sound of steady footsteps came.

Xingyuan turned his head and saw that Eisley had already removed the armor, and there were still blood stains on his face and hair. He walked towards Xingyuan helplessly.

Xingyuan suddenly relaxed. At that moment, he was cold and sleepy, and he collapsed on the tree as if he would fall asleep in a second.

Aisley walked with his hands on his belt.Feeling the freezing temperature, he was about to take off his shirt, but saw blood stains on the clothes.

He paused, and put his hands down for now.

Xingyuan looked at him with the last energy, "We...won?"

Aisley said with a "huh" and said, "Nearly won."

But many soldiers are gone.

Xingyuan yawned several times. He put his head against the tree trunk, stared at the dark circles under his eyes and said, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep. Please, it doesn't matter if you don't care about me. I'll go to bed first, good night. "

Xingyuan shook his head and fell on Aisley's arm.

As soon as the coat touched Xingyuan, it became two pieces, one for him to put on for the child, and one for him to put on again.

The bloody clothes finally wrapped Xingyuan tightly, and Aisli carried Xingyuan horizontally and walked down the mountain.

How can such a big living person be ignored?

After the battle, he returned to the tent first. He thought that the child would come back to sleep when he was sleepy, but he found that there was no one in it.

At first he thought it was the child who had gone back, but after a while he seemed to remember something going up the mountain.

He didn't expect that the child had been waiting here for a day and a night.

He knew that Xingyuan liked to be clean, so he washed the bloody clothes as soon as he came back to ensure that there was no trace of blood in the tent.

Xingyuan was probably very sleepy, he didn't get up until the sunset.

Eisley got up early and covered the quilt for him. After getting up, he looked at the flowerpot on the table. Later, he brought a little water to water the sprouts.

He loosened the soil properly and took it to a sunny place.

When Xingyuan woke up, Eisley cooked the meal by himself.

Xingyuan looked at his whole body, he quietly hid in a place where no one was there to clean himself up.

He ate the meal made by Aisley, as if he had something on his mind, but he was still sleepy.

Aisley was very careful, knowing that he was in a bad mood and didn't bother him.

Under Xingyuan's gaze, Eisley walked over and removed Xingyuan's bed sheet.

He brought a basin to wash Xingyuan, Xingyuan was very embarrassed, his face was slightly red.

In order to make him look serious, Xingyuan pretended to squat around the basin next to Aisley.

He watched Aisley's skillful movements, the smell of that morning's meal and earlier memories flooding back.

He moved to the edge of the table and leaned against the corner of the table, looking at Aisley's body that didn't match the movements of his hands and the corner of his smiling lips, he couldn't help being interested.

"I'm really curious what the person you will marry in the future will be like? You are virtuous and capable. If his living ability is not so good, I think he will be very happy with you."

After all, Xingyuan took out his own small bowl and scooped some peeled fruits from the basin on the table.

He begged Ashley to make the chopsticks just for him.

He picked up the fruit and put it in his mouth to eat, and asked, "Besides Mrs. Fu, who do you like? Is it as good as your body, or is it super self-care ability?"

While washing the sheets, Eisley said calmly, "Just know how to eat."

Eh?

Xingyuan paused with his chopsticks, and for a moment he said enviously: "Then he is really blessed."

Ashley chuckled softly.

That war left an indelible impression on Xingyuan.Although Eisley didn't say much, seeing many faces disappear, he could still imagine how much they lost.

Originally, Eisley said they had an [-]% chance of winning.

Xingyuan has lived here for so long, it is impossible for him to be alone anymore, he must at least do something.

After that day, Xingyuan added another book on the art of war to his transparent textbook.

He never thought that he could turn the world around, but simply wanted to learn the art of war.Take a look when you have time, a little more knowledge counts.

Except for military academies, few contemporary students understand this unpopular subject.

Xingyuan's comprehension ability is very strong, he can understand the art of war after reading it once.

Originally, it was just a momentary distraction in his mind, but he didn't expect that the more he read the book, the more fascinated he would become, and even in the middle of the night, he dreamed that the two armies were fighting.

Feng Songcheng knew that Xingyuan was interested in the art of war, so he gave Xingyuan a military simulation system.

Xingyuan is like a fish in water, he let the system play its value.

There are too many variables in war, and Xingyuan needs to be familiar with the ever-changing changes on the battlefield.

At first he was in a hurry, and he was defeated repeatedly.After he adapted to the rhythm of the battlefield, his state of mind was changed and improved.