The system’s infuriating voice exploded in her mind.
【Hehe, host, you’re still standing on one of them!】
Feng Zexuan looked down.
At her feet lay an unconscious, handsome young man, a foolish grin still hanging on his lips.
It was none other than Sun Mao—the “grandson transformation” victim by the waterfall.
She crouched down and curled her lip in disgust.
“Smack!”
A crisp slap landed on his face.
“Ugh….”
Sun Mao slowly woke up, eyelids lifting a sliver.
Above him was a deep blue sky.
In the distance were lush green fields.
In those fields, figures in official robes were sweating under the sun.
His gaze froze on a man in a dragon robe awkwardly swinging a hoe.
He smiled.
And then laughed until tears came out.
Sun Mao rolled over, adjusted his posture, closed his eyes again.
“This dream is interesting… the emperor farming… haha…”
And then he started snoring.
【Not bad mental resilience.】
【Just a bit stupid.】
Feng Zexuan didn’t bother anymore. She kicked him toward Liu San’s side.
“This man impersonated an official for two years, slacked off, and even dreamed of retiring comfortably at 25.”
She said to Liu San.
“Hand him over. Let him experience three months of ‘887’. Reform him properly.”
“Princess, what is ‘887’?”
Liu Si popped up, already holding a small notebook.
“Work. Start at the end of the Chen hour, finish at the end of the Xu hour, no rest for seven days a week.”
Feng Zexuan said casually.
【Host, that’s such a capitalist mindset…】
The system couldn’t help complaining.
【This is giving him a chance to reform!】
【Fresh air, mountains, water, food and lodging included.】
【If prison conditions were like this, people would fight to commit crimes!】
【Sun Mao just wanted early retirement, I’m helping him experience rural life early. How thoughtful.】
The surrounding officials who overheard this… strangely felt it made sense.
Sun Mao was dragged away like a dead dog by Liu San.
Behind him, a newly spawned straw-man supervisor appeared, holding a thicker whip, bouncing along behind him like it was excited.
It looked like it was saying: From now on, you’re mine.
Xiao Juechen watched Sun Mao being dragged away, then subconsciously rubbed his still-sore backside.
His mentality shifted completely at that moment.
He finally understood: in this place, imperial status meant nothing.
If you didn’t follow the rules, you would only be humiliated more.
Since he couldn’t escape…
Then no one else should either.
His eyes changed.
He stopped caring about dignity and began thinking about how to spread the suffering.
He picked up a hoe and pretended to work a few strokes.
Then, as if exhausted, he moved closer to Feng Zexuan, who was supervising Feng Huanan working.
He lowered his voice.
“Princess of the Northern Frontier.”
“Your Majesty, what is it?”
Feng Zexuan blinked.
“I think your method is very good.”
Xiao Juechen said solemnly.
“Strengthening the nation starts with strengthening the body. The ministers in court have been sitting too long and are weak. Right now during the autumn hunt, many officials outside are drinking and enjoying themselves. This is improper conduct.”
He paused.
“Bring them all in too. They can strengthen their bodies and serve the country. The more people, the greater the strength, right?”
【Oh ho?】
Feng Zexuan’s eyes lit up instantly.
【The emperor has finally “woken up”! He wants to drag everyone into suffering after getting hit himself?】
【Isn’t this exactly what I wanted anyway?!】
【My farmland, my modern education system—finally going full scale!】
The system chuckled.
【Congrats host, the emperor is leading the wave of overwork. This is going to be fun.】
Xiao Juechen heard her thoughts and smiled slightly.
Good. She was on board.
He could already imagine those arrogant court officials and nobles covered in dirt, sweating in the fields.
Just thinking about it made his pain feel lighter.
Feng Zexuan met his gaze.
One wanted to drag everyone down to balance his psychological suffering.
The other wanted to turn the entire court into laborers for her system mission.
At that moment, they shared a silent understanding—like wolves in the same pack.
Feng Zexuan smiled.
“As Your Majesty commands.”
She turned to Feng Zexuan’s brother, Feng Zexuan’s brother Feng Zexuan (Feng Zexuan’s elder brother).
“Brother, let’s continue the happy mission. Bring in the rest of the officials.”
Feng Zexuan’s brother Feng Zexuan smiled gently.
“Alright.”
He bowed toward the emperor and their father.
“Your Majesty, Father, please continue familiarizing yourselves with the farming work. We shall return shortly.”
Feng Zexuan waved casually.
“Old Xiao, old dad, we’re heading out!”
Before anyone could react, the siblings vanished.
Xiao Juechen stood there blankly for a moment.
Then he looked down at the hoe in his hand, then at the fields full of sweating officials.
Maybe… this wasn’t so bad after all.
He lifted the hoe and walked back to his field.
Behind him, the tall straw supervisor swayed its whip in the wind.
As if saying: Your Majesty, it’s time to work.
He swung the hoe down hard.
Since there was no escape—then work properly.
At least he had to earn that premium hair-growth tonic.
Soon, only the sound of hoes striking soil remained.
Evening — Western Hunting Grounds, Main Camp
A bonfire banquet was underway.
Officials sat around, drinking, reciting poetry, and enjoying themselves.
They had no idea a massive “kidnapping operation” was about to begin.
Inside the main tent, several senior ministers paced anxiously.
“His Majesty and Lord Feng went to find the Northern Frontier Princess and her brother. Why are they still not back?”
“The forest is full of beasts. I hope nothing happened.”
“Should we send people to search?”
But before they could decide—
The tent flap was suddenly thrown open.
Feng Zexuan and Feng Zexuan’s brother Feng Zexuan stood at the entrance.
“Princess! Young Master Feng!”
Everyone relaxed in relief.
“Princess, have you seen His Majesty?”
Minister Lu Wenbin hurried forward.
Feng Zexuan smiled mysteriously and walked into the tent.
Her gaze swept across everyone present.
It was like she was counting livestock before her harvest.
“Gentlemen.”
Her voice was bright and clear.
“Long time no see.”
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