The richest man's boyfriend lives in a history textbook

Ever since Eisley had a boyfriend, his learning ability has been strengthened.

Xingyuan would sit in his arms and teach him to recognize characters for an hour every day.Aisley studied very seriously and practiced each one for half a day.

"Teacher Hua" is very responsible. He never thinks that "students" are slow to understand. Even if the students still write incorrectly for a long time, he still patiently speaks in a gentle voice while holding Aisley's hand and practicing on the paper.

Who made this student his lover?Lovers have to be pampered.

The only bad thing is that although Teacher Hua is so responsible, his students are rebellious, as if Teacher Hua has become his handy doll, and he almost balds the patient Teacher Hua.

But fortunately, Ashley's learning efficiency has been greatly improved, and he can recognize three characters a day!

Once a man has capital, he is easy to drift, and Eisley's confidence in literature has come up again. He immediately wrote a poem with ink and eloquence.

After finishing writing, he threw the feather on the table and leaned lazily on the chair, both comfortable and confident.

Xingyuan knew that Aisli's literary talents were not good, but when he saw the other party's expression, he was vaguely coaxed again.

Xingyuan adhered to the previous politeness, and after getting Eisley's permission, he held his lover's masterpiece with both hands.

Take a closer look.

Xingyuan's pupils trembled.

This poem... He has never seen one worse than the one in front of him.

His lover raised eyebrows at him, Xingyuan was stunned, paused for a moment, then he said politely: "Why don't you write in the future, I will support you."

The consequence of Xingyuan saying this was that he was pressed and rubbed.

Aisley wrote a few more poems later, but it was really hard to read. Xingyuan risked his life to remonstrate, and Aisley reluctantly stopped his "violence".

It's just that in the days that followed, Eisley still wrote poems in private.

Xingyuan's reaction will only make Aisley think that the other party can't appreciate his poems, Xingyuan's blow can't erase Aisley's preferences, he will only write secretly behind Xingyuan's back.

The Federal Imperial Palace holds a banquet that covers the entire upper floor every three years.In addition to the political arena and the military, prominent families in the empire will invite important members of the family to come.

Xingyuan's family and relatives occupied the entire upper class, and he was at the forefront of being invited both emotionally and rationally.

When the children of other families entered the banquet cautiously and nervously, they both wanted to meet some powerful people and were worried about accidentally offending some big shots, Xingyuan was already surrounded by a group of famous bigwigs, and was kept Stuffed food, praised talents, and... patted the head.

They are all elders and relatives of Xingyuan, plus Xingyuan speaks nicely and is lovable, sometimes they like Xingyuan more than their own children.

After this lap, Xingyuan lost many more hairs.

For this reason, Yuexi has recently signed up for a course in hair transplantation and hair care, and even started to study the shampoo for hair tight and rooted.

When there are more and more people, people's positions are also clear.

At a glance, Xingyuan saw that there were about three groups in the entire hall.

Most of them are old people, and there are many loyal veterans in Xingyuan's opinion.In this camp, there are also a small number of Xingyuan's relatives.

For example, a middle-aged man who Xingyuan calls his uncle.

This person often frowns tightly and treats his children very harshly. He is extremely conservative and pays attention to tradition.

In the other camp, most of the people standing in the middle are Xingyuan's relatives, and most of his relatives are also concentrated in this camp.

These relatives are usually humorous and generous, and they treat Xingyuan well, but they are never ambiguous about major issues, they are also efficient in doing things, and they have a long-term vision.

There is one more faction...

Xingyuan frowned when he saw it.There are also relatives of Xingyuan in this camp, but most of them were expelled from the family.

Many of them hold important positions in the empire, but they are also notorious. They hold half of the power in the empire. Even the emperor is partial to them and only trusts them.

Banquets nowadays are not as popular as those in ancient times. After the official opening, the seats of everyone are basically seated casually.

But that's the case, honorable people always sit in the main seat, and those who don't have the right to speak dare not sit in a conspicuous position.

Seats were also divided into camps privately, and Xing Yuan was taken to the center of the second camp by his third uncle.

Xingyuan knew that this was not the time for him to talk, so he also shut up and ate his food obediently.

The third uncle touched Xingyuan's head, and suddenly asked Xingyuan, "Do you know what these three camps represent?"

"Ah?" Xingyuan looked up, pretending to be puzzled.

On the other side of him, a man with an extraordinary temperament poured him a cup of tea with a smile, and said to him, pointing to the group with the most elderly people: "The one in front is the royalists. This group of old people is stubborn and will not help anyone. Hmph , Do they really think that standing on the sidelines is the greatest protection for the empire? Now the scale of the camp has long been uneven, and if they don't help, it will be the biggest tilt against the moth pile!"

Xing Yuan looked at the group of people called moth piles, his eyes became dark.

The man approached Xingyuan, his eyes did not leave the moth pile, his voice was kept to a minimum and he continued to Xingyuan: "In order to flatter His Majesty, they say they are pro-imperialists, but in fact everyone calls them only the moth pile. .”

Why is this person talking to himself?

Xingyuan raised his head, his eyelashes thickened.

Finally, the man pointed at himself, smiling unabated.

"We are a new faction. As the name suggests, I think Xiao Yuan can guess what we do. We don't talk too much about ourselves. After we get along for a long time, Xiao Yuan will naturally understand."

Xingyuan pretended to understand and nodded, and the man patted his back to comfort him.

When Xingyuan lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks again, the man and Xingyuan's third uncle looked at each other.

The man's name was Zhang Qinglai. Long before that, he had discussed Xingyuan with his third uncle Zheng Jin.

Zhang Qinglai lit a cigarette for himself, and threw another one to Zheng Jin.

The smoke was lingering, and Zhang Qinglai looked at the picture on Zhinao and said in a calm voice, "Are you sure you want us to help him up? He looks cute. If he doesn't get involved in this matter, I'll stuff him with candy and rub his head. Treat him as a junior whom I like very much."

Zheng Jin smiled, "I have always liked him, but the matter is so important that I dare not rely on my own love to help him to the top. I have to say that he is the best candidate we can meet."

Zheng Jin lit the cigarette, took a puff, and his eyes flickered, "It's all because we discovered it too late, and let that pile of things infiltrate the entire empire. It's not impossible for us to unite with those old things, but the old things want to maintain the imperial power .Imperial power...? Oh, pedantic!"

Zhang Qinglai exhaled the smoke, "I've seen those princes, and it's hard to guarantee that they will be the same as the current emperor after being helped up. But those old people are not so confused to death, and now they are relieved. If the relatives go up, they will turn a blind eye and close their eyes and are willing to unite with us. By the way..."

Zhang Qinglai seemed to be thinking of something, he smiled and asked Zheng Jin, "I remember that the line of Emperor Xingyuan's relatives was passed down from you, logically speaking, shouldn't you be more suitable?"

Zheng Jin clicked, and he spat, "The group of old people thought I was too old, and my composition was too impure, saying that I was in the top position, and they joined forces to work for nothing, and said that the entire Zheng family didn't want it. "

Zhang Qinglai: ...

He sighed and turned his head to look at the vast sky outside the window.

"I don't know if Xingyuan will be able to keep his heart in the future. I'm really tired of the current situation, and I don't dare to expect him to lead us to a better life, as long as he doesn't make trouble."

Zheng Jin smiled lightly, "I believe he will live up to your expectations, and the people recommended by Mr. Hua will never go wrong."

Although Xingyuan eats a lot, it is a formal occasion after all, Xingyuan should always maintain due courtesy.

After eating for a while, he put down his chopsticks and sat quietly.

The banquet was originally peaceful, but for some reason, there was a sudden quarrel between the royalist faction and the moth pile, followed by a confrontation between the two camps. Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Zheng Jin rushed over to act as a good guy.

"Stop making trouble, what's the trouble on a good day? How hurtful?"

The two camps still glared at each other, seeing that they couldn't be persuaded, Zheng Jin could only change the subject.

"Everyone, don't patronize these trivial novels, how about I tell you something interesting that I have collected recently?"

Xingyuan was already a bit boring, but upon hearing this, he raised his head with great interest.

Zhang Qinglai chuckled, and whispered to Xingyuan: "You look up quickly, I can guess what he is going to say, I heard that you are also interested in these things."

Xing Yuan's eyes showed doubts, and Zheng Jin had already started talking with a smile.

"In the past two years, Kotan has had a lot of friction with us, and we are not sitting still. There are also many spies sent over the years. Apart from intelligence, they have also collected some interesting things for us."

Kirtan?

Xingyuan blinked, and really cheered up.

Zheng Jin didn't say it directly, but read a poem first.

The familiar style of writing made Xingyuan stiff, and at the same time the whole hall became quiet.

Zheng Jin said with a smile: "This kind of poem is very popular there, especially everyone on Ketan Star can recite a few lines. The spies asked what this kind of poem is for, and the people there only have a half-knowledge. Love poems, most people say they are used to invite God."

Xingyuan: ...

"In these dozens of collections of poems, the word that appears the most is 'elf'. The author of these poems is the local well-known ancient warrior god Sdar, and 80.00% of his poems are love poems for elves. Love poems spread It's so wide, everyone in the galaxy over there has seen it..."

Zheng Jin couldn't hold back his laughter, "Si Daer has made many military exploits throughout his life, just like this poem... The local people are not sophistry, saying that their adults are descendants of Wuzhu, and these poems are just spells, and they seem to refuse to admit it." These are poems written by their lords. In order to help their lords to clean up, every few years at the sacrificial ceremony, they all have to read these poems aloud."

Xingyuan: ...

He lowered his head, his ears turned red.

"Someone once suspected that Star liked elves, but was opposed by countless scholars in later generations, saying that no one would write about his lover like this. Therefore, this elf was considered by the people to be a demon from the abyss, and Stuart wrote spells to suppress it. Of course, there is no part of the legend that the elf is a god in the sky. He symbolizes wealth because he has hair made of diamonds. Of course, no matter what, the elf is a local mythical character with two sides.”

Zheng Jin finally laughed out, "If you want me to say, this is purely because Star's writing is too bad and he still likes to write."

Xingyuan: ...

Uncle, you are telling the truth.

Xingyuan finally knew why Star in the game had the "curse" skill.

Just when his face was flushed with embarrassment, Zhang Qinglai smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiaoyuan, I heard that you like Star, have you heard of these legends?"

Xingyuan was stunned, and he quickly shook his head, "No, I haven't heard of it."