Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Wutong Courtyard, Main Hall

The hall was somewhat unrestrained, and the tables and desks were sloppily arranged.

When Bai Xingling returned with breakfast, she saw the three people tidying up nearby.

"Please excuse my rudeness, sir. I usually handle official business all by myself," He Tianci said with an embarrassed smile as he picked up the files.

"What about Hongyun and Heili?" Li Junsu asked in surprise as he sorted through the files.

"They're usually responsible for patrolling and keeping watch. Hongyun is alright, but Hei Li is just... straightforward," He Tianci said somewhat tactfully.

Li Junsu thought about Fu Heili's "I'm just a naive and innocent thug" attitude and began to understand.

The Imperial Guard is different from the Six Doors. The Imperial Guard is mainly responsible for the security of the palace. The Six Doors can act first and report later, but the Imperial Guard cannot.

Since the area under the jurisdiction of the Golden Guard is not too large, only two people are needed as commanders, and the rest can go to the Ministry of Justice or the Six Doors to work overtime... no, to shine.

This was the first time He Tianci had experienced such a heavy workload; even after being the head of the family for so many years, he was finding it a bit overwhelming.

If it weren't for his unwavering resolve and the great favor that the Great Qian Dynasty had shown him, He Tianci would have had to run away with his bucket.

Is this a job even humanly possible?

The emperor treated him like a donkey.

“Being born into a privileged background is obviously not a good thing either,” Li Junsu remarked with some emotion.

Without hard work and experience, it's easy to become naive and gullible. For example, He Mu, before gaining experience, only thought about how to defeat Yun Wuji.

Now, He Mu's primary goal is no longer to defeat Yun Wuji, but to prove his own path and leave his mark in this era full of geniuses.

His transformation from "Swordborn Son" to "Seven Star Hero" is evident.

Chengqian, standing to the side, seeing He Tianci's disheveled appearance, was reminded of how he himself had been tidying up memorials in the Liangyi Hall.

Overwhelmed with sorrow.

"Breakfast is ready," Bai Xingling said.

"Eat first, then get back to work." Li Junsu tidied the table and pulled out a chair next to him.

Bai Xingling sat down naturally and then twitched her cat ears.

Li Junsu pulled out a chair, and the breakfast on the table was very lavish, which made He Tianci sigh.

"Sometimes I envy your luck," He Tianci said with some emotion.

"What?" Li Junsu asked in surprise.

“Your deputies are all quite shrewd, unlike me, who only hire monsters and freaks,” He Tianci said, shaking his head.

"Eat," Li Junsu said, looking at the Crown Prince.

“Okay.” Chengqian nodded, and then a book appeared in his hand.

"Huh?" Bai Xingling was dumbfounded. Why did he take out a book when she called him to eat?

"Finish eating, then read." Li Junsu saw right through what the kid was up to and took the book, placing it aside.

"Really...really can it?" Chengqian was flattered and his tone was filled with disbelief.

"You have to study while eating?" Bai Xingling clearly realized what was going on and asked in surprise.

“Yes…” Chengqian lowered his head, his tone somewhat aggrieved.

From as far back as he can remember, he always had to hold a book in his hands during every meal, whether he was reading or just looking at it; his hands could never be empty.

"What do you usually do?" Bai Xingling asked, intrigued.

“Sleep at midnight, get up at dawn, practice morning exercises until dawn for breakfast, then be taught by tutors until noon, have a meal after a stick of incense has burned, and practice martial arts in the afternoon.”

"After having dinner and washing up at the hour of You (5-7 PM), I began to work on the lessons left by the Grand Tutor," Chengqian answered honestly.

A perfectly healthy life, but without a shred of freedom.

"You've always lived like this?" Bai Xingling asked in surprise, looking at He Tianci and Li Junsu's unsurprised expressions.

In the White Tiger tribe's territory, she did nothing but practice martial arts, hunt, and sleep.

"You didn't live like this too, did you?" Bai Xingling suddenly turned to look at Li Junsu, sizing up the workaholic.

"Mm." Li Junsu nodded habitually as he drank his porridge.

"So when you become emperor, you'll have to be like His Majesty?" Bai Xingling looked at Chengqian, her tone strange.

Chengqian lowered his head; he really didn't want to be the crown prince.

"At least His Majesty has Empress Zhangsun, but you... don't even have a sweetheart. When you enter the harem, will it be any different from being used for breeding?" Bai Xingling thought of something and blurted out something shocking.

He Tianci almost spat out his mouthful of porridge, and only managed to hold it in with all his might, turning his face bright red.

Chengqian was also stunned. Hearing Bai Xingling's words, he felt even more devastated.

His future was predictable; aside from official documents, it was all about official duties, and he had no freedom even in matters of love.

The future is dark.

"Eat, don't think too much." Li Junsu's voice made Chengqian look up.

"Do what you should do at the right time. Now all you need to do is relax and enjoy your breakfast." Li Junsu put down his bowl, his voice calm and steady, bringing a sense of peace to those around him.

Li Junsu himself went through the same thing, but the difference was that he chose to put pressure on himself, even though Li Tian'ao stopped him back then.

Li Junsu has lived like this in both his past and present lives, and this life is even worse, as he has replaced sleep with cultivation.

For this reason, this kind of workload is as commonplace as eating a meal for Li Junsu.

Once the crown prince truly ascends the throne, he will only act like an emperor and begin to corrupt his own court officials.

Once you get used to it, you'll think other people are lazy.

Just like the emperor, he genuinely felt that his courtiers could work harder and stop being lazy.

That's how he got through it himself. Is it that difficult?

"Okay..." The prince's heart gradually calmed down. If things really got too bad, he would break his own legs.

Or they could try to trick the emperor's younger brother into becoming the crown prince, but he wouldn't believe it. Why did he have to be the crown prince?

Chengqian enjoyed his first breakfast without books to distract him, and happily squinted his eyes.

Even though they were just ordinary home-cooked dishes, in Chengqian's mind, they were a hundred times tastier than those from the imperial kitchen.

There were no books to bother them, no tutors to instruct them on manners and demeanor, and no worries about their studies.

The sunlight outside the hall was so bright, the light was just right, and everything felt so comfortable.

Time slipped away amidst Chengqian's reluctance to part.

Then, the crown prince was dumbfounded.

Li Junsu and He Tianci gave orderly instructions to the Imperial Guards, and the hall was quickly cleaned up.

The crown prince looked up in bewilderment at the files that appeared before him.

"Brother Su, this is the Imperial Guard. I want to patrol with you," Chengqian called out.

"You are the Crown Prince, and your responsibility is to oversee operations from the rear and strategize." Li Junsu's voice came from outside the hall.

Li Junsu wasn't stupid. Even if the emperor sent the crown prince to the Imperial Guard, he wouldn't send the crown prince to patrol.

The Imperial Guards handle various affairs, both large and small, within the capital. The Emperor's real purpose was to give the Crown Prince some practice and familiarization with these matters.