A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

It has to be said that Wei Ruchi is very efficient. He bought the house next door in just two days.

Yuan Ying was checking the account books of the Ministry of Revenue in his mansion when he heard people cleaning and moving next door all morning.

Wan Qiu couldn't help but say, "Sir, I don't know who lives next door. I heard him coming in and out all day long."

Yuan Ying didn't even raise his eyes and said calmly: "Whoever he is, it has nothing to do with us."

Wanqiu stopped talking and continued to grind the ink. When Yuan Ying saw the key points, she asked Wanqiu to write them down.

Yuan Ying suddenly glanced at Zhao Wanqiu and asked, "Wanqiu, how old are you this year?"

"I'm 19." Wanqiu was surprised. The young master never asked her too many private questions.

Yuan Ying joked, "Well! If there's a single handsome guy next door, how about I introduce him to you as your husband?"

Zhao Wanqiu blushed as she was teased. She glanced at Yuan Ying shyly and said, "Sir, please don't make fun of me!"

Seeing this, Yuan Ying smiled even more clearly. She continued, "I am serious. Look at you. You are at the age where you should get married. It would be great if you could have a husband of your dreams by your side!"

Zhao Wanqiu sighed softly, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Yuan Ying didn't notice. He continued, "I'll go find out for you later?"

"What are you looking for?" Murong Xuanyi asked as he came in from outside.

Zhao Wanqiu stepped forward to salute Murong Xuanyi and then left the study.

Yuan Ying smiled and said, "Find out who lives next door. If he's a single handsome guy, introduce him to Wanqiu as her husband."

Murong Xuanyi coughed unnaturally when he heard this and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. He already has a lover."

Yuan Ying suddenly became interested and looked at Murong Xuanyi and asked, "Do you know who lives next door?"

"Yes! The owner of the house is my good friend Wei Ruchi. I'll introduce him to you some other day."

Yuan Ying said helplessly: "It seems that I have no choice but to find another good man. Tell me if you have a suitable candidate."

Murong Xuan teased Yi: "You are so worried about other people's life events, what about yourself?"

Yuan Ying was puzzled and asked, "Me what?"

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying with burning eyes and asked seriously, "What kind of person do you want to spend the rest of your life with?"

Yuan Ying was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I have never thought about this question. Maybe I am suitable to die alone."

Murong Xuanyi smiled slightly, looked at Yuan Ying with firm eyes, and said softly: "Then I will accompany you until the end of your life in solitude!" His tone was gentle and sincere, as if he was making a promise to Yuan Ying.

Yuan Ying joked, "Don't do that. Your family has a throne to inherit, so you have to have ten or eight children to make it worthwhile. My family doesn't have a throne to inherit, so it doesn't matter whether I have descendants or not."

There was a hint of teasing in her voice, trying to lighten the mood.

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying, with a hint of helplessness and doting in his eyes. He knew Yuan Ying was joking.

So he smiled and responded, "Okay, I'll start trying to have a baby when I get back."

The two looked at each other and laughed...

Zhao Wanqiu came over and said, "Young Master, you can have lunch now."

Yuan Ying raised an eyebrow and glanced at Murong Xuanyi and said, "Does Your Majesty want to join us?"

Murong Xuanyi strode towards the front hall: "It's my honor!"

When Murong Xuanyi saw the simple three meals and one soup on the table, he frowned and asked, "Is this what you're going to eat?"

There was a hint of surprise in his tone, and he was obviously a little dissatisfied with the simple meal. The servants in the palace ate better than this.

"Well! Do you still want to eat?" Yuan Ying no longer paid attention to Murong Xuanyi. He picked up his chopsticks and started enjoying his lunch.

Her movements were quick and decisive, without any hesitation, and she didn't seem to care about the food in front of her.

Seeing this, Murong Xuanyi also sat quietly beside Yuan Ying, picked up his bowl and chopsticks and started eating. Although it was a home-cooked meal of one meat and two vegetables, it tasted very good. Murong Xuanyi couldn't help but move his chopsticks a few more times.

After lunch, Murong Xuanyi said to Yuan Ying, "Xiaoying, you don't have to be so frugal! If you don't have enough money, I can get it for you."

"No, I think this is good. There are still many people in this world who can't afford to eat." Yuan Ying smiled, "And I'm not short of money."

Murong Xuanyi frowned slightly. He knew Xiaoying had always been independent, but he still couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"I just hope you can be nicer to yourself." Murong Xuanyi said softly.

Yuan Ying's heart moved, and he looked at Murong Xuanyi with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

"Thank you, but I really don't need it." Yuan Ying said.

Then Yuan Ying said to Murong Xuanyi: "Come with me to the study, I will show you something."

The two came to the study, and Yuan Ying took out some drawing paper, on which were lifelike plants drawn with charcoal.

Murong Xuanyi asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"Sweet potatoes grow in a country southeast of Daxia. They are a staple food, drought-resistant and alkali-tolerant. They are easy to grow in both the north and the south, and have high yields. The yield per mu can reach 400 dan. If they can be introduced to Daxia, they will surely solve the problem of food and clothing for the people of the world."

She remembered that sweet potatoes were not introduced to China until the Ming Dynasty.

Murong Xuanyi was so shocked that her yield per mu reached 400 shi that he was speechless.

He excitedly grabbed Yuan Ying's shoulders and said, "If this is true, it can solve a big problem for the people!"

Yuan Ying nodded calmly and said, "It is the sweet potato harvest season in that country now. If we can get some to Xia Country, we can promote it nationwide next year."

Murong Xuanyi looked at the person in front of him, his heart full of admiration and praise: "This is a great achievement. If it succeeds, the court will definitely reward you handsomely."

Yuan Ying smiled and shook his head, "I'm not doing this for a reward, I just want to do my best to do something for the people."

Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying affectionately, "Xiaoying, you are really the lucky star of Daxia."

Yuan Ying gave him a disgusted look and said, "It's not as exaggerated as you say. Sweet potatoes from this country are not exported to other countries at will, and it's tens of thousands of miles away from the capital. We need to make a plan. No matter what method we use, even if we have to steal, we have to steal some seeds."

The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of longing for sweet potatoes.

"Get me a map of Xia Kingdom." Yuan Ying said to Murong Xuanyi.

Murong Xuanyi was bewildered.

Yuan Ying was stunned and said, "It's a map."

"Let's see which route to take. After everything is finalized, you can go and talk to your father. Don't make this matter public until it's settled."

Murong Xuanyi nodded. It was true that they could not make it public. Great Xia was short of food, and so were the surrounding countries. Otherwise, they would be robbed before they even entered the Xia Kingdom.

After a while, Murong Xuanyi asked Jiang Chong to go to the palace to get the map.

Yuan Ying stood in front of the desk and carefully spread out the map.

The lines on the map are simple, marking mountains, rivers, cities and roads. Compared with modern maps, it looks much simpler.

Yuan Ying pointed roughly at the border of the southeast sea, "The Sulu Kingdom is probably located here, across the sea from Futai Prefecture."

Murong Xuanyi walked forward and looked at the place where Yuan Ying was pointing, thinking about the best route in his mind.

Yuan Ying took out a quill pen and closed her eyes for a moment, as if she was replaying the intricate routes and terrain in her mind. Then, she opened her eyes, and the clear memory slowly unfolded on the paper like a scroll.

As the quill pen moved, a detailed map gradually took shape. Unlike the vague and general map of the Xia Kingdom, the map drawn by Yuan Ying had every route accurate and every detail vivid.

The ups and downs of the mountains, the winding rivers, the locations of towns, and even those subtle paths and secret passages were all marked out by her.

It was as if she had a clear view of the entire area's topography and understood it all. She drew a detailed map on paper using her memory to make the route more accurate.

"How... did you do this?" Murong Xuanyi looked at Yuan Ying in amazement.

The quill pen in her hand danced on the paper, and every stroke accurately outlined the details on the map, as if she had walked this route thousands of times.

You know, in Daxia, only cartographers can draw maps. She actually drew a precise and clear map so quickly.

Yuan Ying smiled and said, "I have been walking along the way, so I am very familiar with the terrain. Moreover, I have a special memory that allows me to remember everything I have seen."

Drawing maps by hand is the most basic task for special forces soldiers. They are very familiar with the maps of China and neighboring countries.

"That's amazing," Murong Xuanyi praised sincerely.

Yuan Ying frowned slightly, thinking about how to choose the safest and fastest route.

"If we go by land, not only is the journey long, but we also have to pass through the territories of other countries. I'm afraid we will encounter a lot of trouble." Yuan Ying frowned slightly, thinking about other possibilities.

Murong Xuanyi nodded in agreement: "Indeed, then what about the water route? Is it feasible to go by sea?"

"If we take the sea route, we can avoid conflicts with other countries, but sea sailing in winter is riskier and requires sufficient supplies and experienced crew members," Yuan Ying analyzed.

Murong Xuanyi thought about it and said, "I can arrange a warship from the Royal Navy, led by an experienced general, to ensure the safety of the journey."

Yuan Ying's eyes lit up: "That's great! You go to the palace now and report to the emperor, I will immediately write a sweet potato planting plan."

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Yuan Ying looked at Murong Xuanyi's departing back and she seemed to have seen the scene of a bumper sweet potato harvest.

When Murong Xuanyi was leaving the house, he happened to bump into Song Yanshu, who was holding an exquisite food box in his hand.

Song Yanshu was also stunned and asked: "Xuan Yi, why are you here?"

Murong Xuanyi frowned and looked at Song Yanshu and said, "I have some business to discuss with Mr. Yuan. Why are you here?"

"My mother just made sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I brought some over for Xiaoying to try."

"Oh, your brother, I also like to eat osmanthus cake, so why don't we go in and have some together." After saying that, he turned around and went back home.

Yuan Ying looked at Murong Xuanyi in surprise: "Why are you back again?"

Murong Xuanyi said, "Yanshu said that my aunt made sweet-scented osmanthus cake and asked me to try it."

Only then did Yuan Ying notice Song Yanshu behind him.

Song Yanshu said, "Xiaoying. This is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake my mother made. Try it while it's still hot."

After saying that, he took out the osmanthus cake from the food box and placed it in front of Yuan Ying.

Yuan Ying symbolically took a piece and put it in his mouth and said, "Not bad, very sweet."

She doesn't like sweets very much. Sugar was probably rare in ancient times, so desserts were very sweet. She felt a little choked, so she quickly drank a glass of water.

Murong Xuanyi ate the rest in one breath. He didn't like the taste which was too sweet.

But he still said, "Yanshu, next time you have something delicious, remember me. Don't forget your brother when you have new friends."

Song Yanshu said a little embarrassedly: "Okay, I got it. I'll prepare a separate copy for you next time."

Murong Xuanyi looked Song Yanshu up and down and an idea came to his mind.