Shangwen Hall.
The Crown Prince sat on a chair and read a book, learning the theory of governing the country. He didn't move the book according to the book, but instead thoroughly absorbed the book and made it his own, using it according to the actual situation in Great Xia.
Qing 'er and Shuang' er waited on him from the side. His Highness took the brush while Qing 'er grinded the ink and stretched her body. Shuang' er poured a cup of East Sea Ten Thousand Spirit Tea, pastries, and spiritual fruits that she had prepared, and handed them over.
After lunch, he continued reading.
Being born was one thing, but hard work was also another. No matter how good one's background was, if one did not work hard enough, they would be nothing more than a plaything in the hands of the cunning fox. Not to mention governing the country, even the imperial power would be taken away.
In the afternoon.