Zhenguan Xiaoxian Wang Li Shen Li Shimin

"Hey, Tenth Brother, you're just getting up? Did Fourth Brother disturb your sweet dreams?"

From a distance, Li Tai called out to Li Shen.

There was no trace of yesterday's fatigue on her face.

"Fourth Brother, you're up so early today. It seems you weren't too tired yesterday. Let's practice for an extra hour today."

Li Shen showed no weakness and did not bow; he directly retaliated.

"Tenth Brother, if you get killed by Fourth Brother, Father won't let you off the hook." Li Tai was immediately frightened after hearing this, but he still spoke with a tough tone.

"So what? Father has already chosen a place for me in Zhaoling, what am I afraid of?"

Even in the afterlife, I'll still help you lose weight.

Li Shen countered sharply and was not at a disadvantage in the slightest.

Li Tai was speechless. They even have a place in Zhaoling? Isn't that a bit unlucky?

At this moment, the carriage from Prince Ji's residence was also brought over, and Li Shen got into the carriage and lay down to sleep.

In a daze, Li Shen felt the carriage stop and then opened his eyes.

The process was the same: after slimming down, Li Shen, Li Taifang, and Yi'ai entered the palace again.

It was still Wangyun Pavilion. Li Shimin was dressed in a smart outfit, but there was a wooden box on the table in the pavilion.

Li Shen was very familiar with this box; it was the box used to store family discipline.

He glanced at Li Tai, amused. It seemed his father was planning to have some fun today.

Seeing how much fun he had yesterday, I wanted to give it a try too.

"Someone, light the incense. We'll do three rounds again today."

After the ceremony, Li Shen waved his hand, and Shi Tou immediately lit a long incense stick.

Li Shen knew that three laps was the limit for these two, and if he wanted to increase it, he would have to wait a few days for them to get used to it.

Fang Yi'ai was alright, he wasn't that fat, but Li Tai's lower limbs really couldn't bear it.

Without Li Shen urging them, the two started walking, just like yesterday.

For a normal person, dying is not actually that difficult.

But for a big fat man like Li Tai, walking was practically risking his life.

To avoid feeling uncomfortable, Li Tai and Fang Yi'ai dressed very lightly today, only wearing cotton-padded coats over their clothes.

Taking off your cotton-padded coat while walking makes it easier to move around.

"Father, why don't you supervise today?"

Li Shen glanced at the box in the house and a smile appeared on his face.

Li Shimin glanced at Li Shen and smiled slightly:

"However, I am indeed going to take on this supervisory role today."

"Haha, then, Father..."

"However..." Before Li Shen could finish being happy, Li Shimin continued:

"It's just that the object of this supervision is you."

"What? It's me? Father, are you joking with me? I don't need to lose weight."

Li Shen was immediately taken aback when he heard it was him.

"Hehe, you don't need to lose weight, but you do need to take care of your health. Didn't Doctor Sun say that you should get more sun and practice martial arts to strengthen your body?"

"Perfect timing! Qingque is on a weight loss program, you're taking care of your health, and you two will have company."

Li Shimin chuckled, but there seemed to be something in that smile that sent chills down Li Shen's spine.

"Well... Father, I practice martial arts every morning to strengthen my body, so I don't need to practice anymore, right?"

Li Shen took a step back.

"Really? But I've heard you're incredibly lazy in the Prince's residence. You get up early? Have you ever gotten up early?"

When Li Shen told Li Shimin that he practiced martial arts, Li Shimin immediately dismissed him with disdain.

If this guy could get up early, the benefits would be enormous. He wouldn't even want to be the emperor if he didn't have to get up early.

"Father, right now it's more important to help Fourth Brother lose weight. How about we wait until he's slimmed down, and then Father can supervise his martial arts training?"

Li Shen made up another excuse: he really didn't want to learn martial arts.

"There's no time like the present, so let's do it together with your fourth brother this time."

Run ten laps around the South China Sea Pond.

"Run ten laps?" Li Shen almost fainted. One lap is more than a mile, so ten laps would be more than ten miles. Wouldn't he be exhausted to death?

"What? You think it's not enough?" Li Shimin asked seriously.

"No, it's too much. I couldn't run ten laps." Li Shen shook his head.

"It's alright, I will keep an eye on you." With that, Li Shimin patted the box containing the family rules.

Li Shen immediately touched his buttocks as a conditioned reflex.

With a quick glance, Li Shen came up with another plan:

"Father, look, what I'm wearing today isn't suitable for running. How about this, tomorrow, when I change into a different outfit, can we start?"

"No need. Your clothes and shoes are in the Daji Palace. I know all of that."

Li Shimin shook his head. Although Li Shen did not live in the Daji Palace, there were quite a few of his clothes there. Sometimes Consort Wei would make some clothes and put them in Li Shen's courtyard.

Looking at her son's clothes can ease the pain of missing him.

"Father..." Li Shen was about to try and gain sympathy, but Li Shimin suddenly shouted angrily:

"Hurry up and go, or we'll enforce family discipline right now."

Li Shen was startled and immediately bowed before heading towards the Daji Hall.

"Wang De, you follow him personally. If he tries to escape, beat him back with sticks."

Li Shimin was afraid that Li Shen would run away. This guy was different from others. Others would definitely not dare to run away, but if this troublemaker was not stopped, he would dare to climb over the wall and escape.

As expected, Li Shen paused upon hearing this. He really wanted to run away, but his father had blocked his escape route.

Despite his advanced age, Wang De was still a former bodyguard, and dealing with Li Shen was a piece of cake for him.

Although Li Shen was confident in his martial arts skills, he was no match for the old eunuch in a real fight.

When Li Shen arrived at Daji Hall and changed his clothes, Wang De was standing at the door. If Li Shen hadn't refused with a stern face, Wang De would have gone in to guard him.

After changing his clothes, Li Shen returned to the South Sea Pool like a prisoner being escorted.

"Let's begin. You set the rules: no food until you finish the run."

Li Shimin looked at Li Shen with a smile.

Li Shen took a deep breath. He knew that resistance was useless; his father had found a new way to play.

Moreover, it was a new way of playing that I taught myself.

Left with no other choice, Li Shen started running. Fortunately, his father had trained him quite well over the years, so he had some strength.

Being constantly pursued has its advantages.

"What? Tenth Brother, you're losing weight too?" Even though he was exhausted, Li Tai couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark.

"Hmph, do I need to lose weight? I'm just showing you what a martial artist is like."

Li Shen snorted and continued to overtake.

After running three or four laps, Li Shen's breathing became heavy, and his pace gradually slowed down.

By the fifth lap, Li Shen was too exhausted to run anymore and began to slow down, panting heavily.

Li Tai also completed two laps, moving his feet little by little.

A sharp crack rang out on Li Tai's body. Li Shen looked from afar and saw his father standing behind Li Tai, holding his whip, slowly following behind.

This time, Li Tai was resolute and didn't make a sound.