Zhao Zun finished announcing, thinking there would be nothing else. Just as everyone was turning to do their own work, Gou Sheng walked over again.
"Prince, you don't want me to say the Princess Consort is a monster. I won't say it anymore. Everyone knows that in the military camp, strength speaks. If you want us to follow the Princess Consort's orders, you have to show us the Princess Consort's skills, right?"
Zhao Zun furrowed his brows and pointed at the shovels and pickaxes on the ground, speaking in a displeased tone, "The Princess Consort can procure food and so many tools, doesn't that count as skill?"
Seeing the prince's change of expression, Gou Sheng covered his buttocks and retreated two steps, cautiously watching Zhao Zun.
