In the affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty Court, Gu Changsheng couldn't care less.
Right now, she was lazing about in the City Lord's Mansion of Red Sun City, leisurely snacking on tidbits.
"Haha, Gu Changsheng, this battle was truly thrilling! Grandma can finally say she's been on a battlefield!" Borjigin Nian said excitedly, gathering around Gu Changsheng with a spring in her step.
"If you enjoyed the fighting so much, why didn't you join Little Monk Bu Jie on the city wall to chant scriptures?" Gu Changsheng asked, her expression as serene as a cloud, as she popped a sugar ball into her mouth.
"I'm not going. I don't want to be a nun. What scriptures are there for me to chant!" Borjigin Nian immediately retorted upon hearing this.
Meditating and chanting scriptures was so boring; she simply couldn't do it.
