Great Tang: I'm Zhangsun Chong, and I Made Changle Leave from the Start

The sixth year of the Zhenguan era, Tang dynasty.

Consort-in-chief Changsun Chong rolled up his sleeves and wore a hard hat as he oversaw construction of the Daming Palace.

"Hey, you there! Quit slacking and get back to hauling bricks! Slack off again and I'll dock your pay!"

"And you on the winding team, the cable-joining team, and the wire-splitting team, hurry up! We're running out of hemp rope."

"Pulley team, put some muscle into it! Haven't you eaten?"

"Those of you on the scaffolding, wear your hard hats, damn it! If you don't wear one and get crushed, don't blame me!"

"Consort-in-chief, Her Highness the Princess sent me to call you home for dinner."

"Tell her to get lost! I don't have time!"

Changle: "Cousin, you've changed..."

Li Shimin: "Bosu, listen, work is important, but..."

Changsun Chong: "Keep running your mouth and I won't make you any more money. Let's see how you wage war without it!"

Li Shimin: "Forget I said anything."

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This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.