The wives of the concubines are empresses

Although General Nan Shaoan and General Anyong have returned to Beijing and can rest at home, they have been training in the military camp recently. The new dynasty has just been established, and they dare not be careless.

After General An Yong finished practicing a set of military boxing, he was sweating profusely. He walked to the bathroom and quickly took off his shirt and hakama (outer pants).

I bent down, scooped up a basin of water, poured it over my head, shook off the water on my body, and felt much more comfortable.

"Comfortable."

He took a towel to dry himself, changed his pants, and walked out of the bathroom dressed in new clothes.

The general looked at the clothes in his hand and couldn't help but make a joke.

"General, you have to do your own laundry."

An Yong looked at him: "Why, no?"

The general shook his head: "No, go ahead."

Tsk tsk tsk, how can a general who has become a concubine still be so fierce? Isn’t he afraid of scaring the emperor?

An Yong quickly washed his clothes and hung them on the clothesline.

When he returned to the training ground, he saw his general and ran over.

"General, you are here."

General Nan Shaoan said to him, "Well, have you all trained today?"

An Yong smiled innocently and said, "Training. Look, I've even changed my clothes."

General Nan Shaoan looked at him and nodded slightly.

"Well, there's nothing to do here, you can go back to the palace."

General Anyong originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought of that gentle, bright, yet cold face, he immediately changed his words.

"Okay, then, General, when will you be back?"

General Nan Shaoan looked at the generals who were still resting and said, "I'm not going back today. You go back."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." He missed his young wife very much.

Seeing that he was impatient, General Nan Shaoan curled his lips slightly.

Shangguan Wanjun had just finished reviewing the memorials, glanced outside, stood up and walked to the door of the imperial study.

"It's still early, I'm going out for a walk."

Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao accompanied him all the way. When they reached a corridor, they met General An Yong who had returned.

General Anyong's heart was pounding with joy as the person he wanted to see was right in front of him.

"Your Majesty, your humble servant."

Shangguan Wanjun raised an eyebrow: "No need to be polite, are you back from the military camp?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty. That's right." He looked up with a smile and saw the man next to the emperor was stunned.

Who is this side gentleman?

While he was looking at Su Kangqiao, Su Kangqiao was also looking at him.

"Princess Kang, he is General An Yong of Mingwei, and also my Noble Lady An."

"General, this is Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao. According to the rank of both parties, you must salute him."

Upon hearing this, General Anyong bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness greets Concubine Kang."

"Anguiren."

Cambridge-Su Kangqiao did not put on airs and nodded to him calmly and distantly.

He guessed it from the beginning. This man was more honest and simple-minded. He should not be the General Nan Shaoan. Sure enough, he guessed right.

Seeing that the two had met each other, Shangguan Wanjun smiled slightly.

"Since we've met, please walk with me."

As a human being, we must pay attention to the balance between work and rest, especially when we are in her position.

The two men bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"It's late autumn, and the leaves are starting to fall."

Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao and General Anyong looked up at the sky, then looked away.

"Your Majesty is right. Autumn is almost over and winter is coming."

Thinking of the snow, General Anyong couldn't help but shiver.

"Winter is the most annoying."

Shangguan Wanjun and Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao looked at each other and then looked at him.

"It's because the impact of marching and fighting is particularly great, so my husband said it's very troublesome."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Wanjun nodded in agreement.

"General, what you are talking about is how did you survive the winter in the past?" She had never learned about the historical conditions of ancient marching. She only had the experience of watching costume TV dramas in her previous life, but she had no way to verify it.

When this matter was mentioned, General Anyong shook his head.

"It's difficult. Sometimes I don't have hot food for several meals."

Concubine Kang Su Kangqiao frowned: "Shouldn't there be someone dedicated to cooking?"

"Is Kangpin talking about the firemen? Sometimes conditions are limited and the firemen can't do anything."

Shangguan Wanjun thought of the kitchen team in her previous life. Many of them had to carry pots and pans and follow the main army. When necessary, they also had to go into battle to kill the enemy. It must have been difficult.

"Have the soldiers who returned with the army been settled?"

When it comes to serious matters, General Anyong is still very serious.

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged long ago. Good wine and good food have been provided for the brothers."

Shangguan Wanjun nodded in satisfaction: "That's good. It's not easy for the soldiers either."

Thinking about the casualties on the battlefield, Shangguan Wanjun felt a little heavy in her heart.

"Have you arranged everything for the casualties?"

"Your Majesty, pensions have been paid to the soldiers who were killed or wounded."

Shangguan Wanjun asked a cruel question: "What arrangements have been made for those soldiers who were injured and disabled?"

This time, it was General Anyong's turn to remain silent.

"After retiring from the army, most of them probably go back to farm." In fact, for some people with disabilities, farming may also be affected.

At this moment, Shangguan Wanjun and Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao both felt the heavy atmosphere around him.

"For those with leg disabilities, farming might be affected."

Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao was stunned. Did the emperor know so much about it?

General Anyong said helplessly: "Yes, those who don't get married will probably be bachelors for the rest of their lives."

The atmosphere was a bit depressing, and all three of them were silent for a while.

Shangguan Wanjun looked up at the sky, an idea in her mind.

"General."

"My husband is here."

Shangguan Wanjun turned and looked at him: "What do you think, if we set up a place specifically for taking in wounded soldiers, would that be a good idea?"

Upon hearing this, General Anyong and Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao were stunned.

General Anyong's expression was slightly agitated: "Does the Emperor have any idea in mind?"

Shangguan Wanjun sighed softly, "We have a preliminary plan, but the specific rules are still under discussion."

General Anyong felt that he was not a very smart person. He thought carefully for a moment before speaking.

"Your Majesty, why don't you ask the general tomorrow?" The general was smarter than him and would probably understand the emperor's words better.

An idea came to Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao's mind, and he looked up at the emperor who was talking to General Anyong.

"Your Majesty, if we are organizing a team to take in the wounded, can you let me do it?"

Shangguan Wanjun and General Anyong looked at each other in surprise.

"My beloved, why do you suddenly have this idea?" It is not easy to know where to accommodate the wounded soldiers.

Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao said solemnly: "Your Highness also wants to be a useful person and work for the Emperor."

He was the eldest son of a concubine in the family and had never been favored. He also blocked the eldest son status of the legitimate son. He was walking on thin ice in the Su Mansion, and it was fate that he could enter the palace.

During his time with the Emperor, he felt as if he had been reborn. The Empress, his nominal wife, had never once looked at him with contempt or disdain, which made him truly feel the dignity of a human being.

It was not until he entered the imperial study for the first time and helped the emperor review and classify memorials that he felt that he was alive, needed, and useful.

Seeing that the emperor didn't say anything, Concubine Kang-Su Kangqiao plucked up the courage to plead again solemnly.

"Your Majesty, I also want an opportunity." An opportunity to realize my self-worth.