When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

Because that person was Xie Jiu, he tolerated it again and again.

Therefore, Weidong had seen Xie Jiu naked many times. Xie Jiu was very restless when he slept. He often slept at the head of the bed and woke up at the foot of the bed.

Sometimes his body was half hanging on the edge of the bed, and Weidong was afraid that he would fall off the bed. The strange thing was that he never actually fell off.

As for whether Xie Jiu fell asleep on Wei Dong's arm, his leg, or simply rested his head on his stomach, it depended on how crazy Xie Jiu had been during the day.

It was not uncommon for Weidong to be held in his arms and used as a pillow.

Weidong was good-tempered and didn't bother with him.

Who made him Xie Jiu?

The one who went fishing in the river would leave the biggest fish for him, the one who went up the mountain to catch birds would give him the most beautiful bird, or the one who had rarely cooked the bird's eggs would be stuffed into his mouth when he was not paying attention.

If it had been anyone else, it would have been impossible.

Soon, Weidong came back, looking refreshed.

He entered the tent and saw Xie Jiu still sleeping. He did not disturb him because he knew that he had drunk a lot of alcohol yesterday. So, he let him sleep until he woke up naturally today.

Wei Dong quietly opened a large wooden box and took out a thick stack of papers from it. He spread the papers on the table in order.

He picked up a pen and filled in some content on it. When Xie Jiu woke up and opened his eyes, he saw Wei Dong writing and drawing quietly.

Weidong always has a unique charm when he works hard!

He admired it lazily for a long time before reluctantly leaving Weidong's bed.

He put on his clothes, yawned, and came behind Weidong. He saw on the table... He rubbed his eyes and looked again in disbelief.

Is this a map?

Each grassland tribe is clearly marked, as well as the roads, hillsides, and river directions.

King Dongshan stared at Weidong in a daze.

Wei Dong was so absorbed in his painting that he didn't notice Xie Jiu standing behind him. He didn't put down his pen until Huba came in to discuss something with him.

After twisting his stiff joints, he talked to Huba for a while and made some arrangements for the caravan.

After Huba left, Weidong planned to continue to improve the map, but he saw Xie Jiu staring at the paper he had drawn in a daze.

King Dongshan: Oh my God! What did I discover?

This thing was just placed in front of him like that? How much did Weidong trust him!

This is deadly stuff!

Wei Dong folded up the map, and with a normal expression, he took Xie Jiu out to eat.

He would add a few strokes to the map whenever he had time.

Now he has almost drawn all the routes he has traveled, and he also bought a few incomplete maps from a bankrupt caravan.

After the owner of the caravan died of illness, people's hearts gradually dispersed. The caravan had been to many places before, including outside the Great Wall.

Although most of the routes are different from Weidong's current ones, Weidong still spent a large sum of money to buy it. He thought that maybe he would go to these places in the future.

Even if you don't go, it's always a good idea to know more about the areas beyond the Great Wall.

He patiently combined those maps with his own drawings to form the current relatively comprehensive topographic map.

The maps he bought were drawn in a simple and crude way and needed him to sort them out.

There is no need to rush. Xie Jiu drank and didn't eat anything yesterday, and he got up so late today. I think he must be hungry.

King Dongshan looked at Weidong, who considered everything for him, and swore secretly in his heart that he must protect him well.

This guy is a living ancestor!

Worshiping your ancestors is not as beneficial as worshiping Weidong!

Their ancestors didn't care whether their horses were strong enough, nor did they worry about whether foreign enemies would invade. Their ancestors only cared whether the incense they offered was sufficient.

Wei Dong had prepared everything for him without even asking for any incense or offerings.

They now know almost nothing about the situation on the grassland. Why didn't they think of inquiring about the topographic maps of neighboring countries before?

The military maps were all incomplete. He was fortunate enough to see them because he was a prince, but those maps were incomparable to the ones drawn by Wei Dong.

Wei Dong's painting was precise and detailed, even the hillsides were clearly marked, showing which tribes were stationed in which area, their approximate population, whether they were good at raising horses or sheep, which tribes were good at fighting, and which tribes were kind.

Where there are mines, there is water...

The military map is more like graffiti. A few crisscrossing lines can be considered a map?

In comparison, Weidong’s map seems even more precious!

This thing must be hidden well, and can only be taken out when he is completely sure of Weidong's safety.

Otherwise, if he is discovered by someone with ulterior motives, Weidong would be in great danger.

Wei Dong is naive. He doesn't know how tempting the map is to the military. He doesn't know that the things he inadvertently did are things that many people would never be able to do in their lifetime.

His Weidong did it so easily.

Weidong is his! He wants to protect him!

His Weidong only thought he was doing business and drawing a map for the convenience of his own caravan.

His Weidong!

He has a lot of good ideas in his head that benefit the country and the people. He is a hundred times better than those so-called top scholars who can only write articles.

His Weidong!

Everything you do is beneficial to the country, and everything you do inadvertently is earth-shaking.

He is proud to have such an outstanding Wei Dong, and such a selfless Wei Dong needs his protection!

He seemed to have discovered the meaning of his future existence. He was the only one in the world who could take care of Wei Dong.

He wanted to use his status as a prince to give Weidong a layer of protective armor.

No one can hurt his people!

He also needs to plan carefully to ensure that Weidong's actions receive the respect he deserves.

He wanted his royal brother to recognize Wei Dong's achievements and let Wei Dong appear in public openly.

For the first time, his heart was filled with the motivation to strive, he had a clear direction, and he also had his own goals to achieve.

Life is indeed beautiful!

For the first time, he felt the joy of being alive!

A person who has ideals, pursuits and love has a perfect life.

He, the King of Dongshan, wants to be a true prince that is looked up to!

I will never be that insignificant, neglected little pitiful thing again, nor will I be that prince who lives in Dongshan and is laughed at because his mother is not favored and the palace he lives in is far away next to the rockery in the garden.

His father was not even willing to take the trouble to choose a good title for him, and casually gave him the derogatory title of "Dongshan".

King of Dongshan? Hehe...

It means that he lives in the most remote palace, is the least favored prince, and is the most useless and least important person.

In the past, he accepted his fate.

Now, for Weidong's future safety and wealth, he refused to bow to fate anymore and wanted to stand up.

His royal brother was much better than his father. Although he did not treat him particularly well, he did not ignore him like others.

Gave him the minimum respect of a prince.

He used to think that this was enough, but now he feels that he can work harder to make his brother pay more attention to him.

Only in this way can he have the capital to protect Weidong.

Weidong deserves better.