The wives of the concubines are empresses

Looking at the many people in front of her, Minglan stood on the Eight Immortals Table that had been built so that she could see the people clearly and everyone could hear her words more clearly.

"Fellow villagers, we are ready to begin road construction. To ensure fairness and justice, each family will contribute one person a day, 20 wen, with three meals provided. In addition, to boost our economy, wages will be paid daily for the past month."

The people are in an uproar?

"What? Road construction, and wages."

"Not only is there wages, but also three meals a day."

"That's great. The Emperor and Lord Ming are so kind to us."

Households signed up one by one, and there were hundreds of people registered, and road construction began that day.

There were also ten cooks, all paid the same wages, who would often find wild vegetables to fry to reduce public expenses. Minglan was very moved and pleased by their actions. Being understood by the people made everything they did more meaningful at that moment.

It was too hot in midsummer, so Minglan decided to follow the emperor's advice and have someone make mung bean soup to cool down the workers.

"Come, folks, have a bowl of mung bean soup. Lord Ming said it can prevent heatstroke."

After hearing this, the people who were working took a bowl and drank it, and they felt much better.

Some young people looked up at the sky and said, "The sun is really hot."

The people around him echoed, "That's right. I thought I was going to starve to death on the roadside, but I never thought I could still work here and earn money to support my family. Surviving a disaster will surely bring good fortune in the future."

Someone echoed, "Yes, yes, brothers, let's work hard to reduce the burden on the emperor and the court."

"Yes, work hard."

Listening to what was said before, Minglan's lips curled slightly. These people are quite simple and kind.

Wages are paid after work in the evening. Everyone takes their wages home, and their families are very happy.

Minglan tried her best to get every family involved and try to balance the issue of fairness and justice.

The young eunuchs around Minglan admired her very much because they saw how busy she was every day.

"Lord Ming, you should take a rest. You can't bear to keep looking at it." The emperor had specifically instructed him to take good care of Lord Ming.

"An Huai, I will just watch for another quarter of an hour." An Huai sighed. Lord Ming had said so, what else could he say.

"Okay, are you hungry? I'll have someone prepare some food for you."

Minglan shook her head: "Forget it, don't bother others."

Those people were already working hard during the day, so she shouldn't bother them just to satisfy her appetite. At night, she should be sleeping soundly.

Shangguan Wanjun had breakfast alone. Ever since she had become a married woman with Chen Dajun-Lin Xueyu, she rarely let anyone accompany her for dinner. After all, the meaning of dinner was different from that during the day, so she decided to eat alone.

She was only fifteen years old, so she had to control her love affairs to avoid affecting her physical development and health. Thinking of the contraceptive soup she had drunk several times before, Shangguan Wanjun felt a little irritated.

Are there no other methods of contraception?

Her delicate body is not suitable for pregnancy now, but there are no other contraceptive methods except contraceptive soup in this era. What should she do?

Thinking about the fundamental method of contraception, which is to prevent the possibility of pregnancy, and that this matter ultimately depends on men, she suddenly had an idea in her mind. Next time, she would let those imperial husbands do what she wanted.

Seeing the emperor laughing alone, Liu Cheng felt very strange, and he didn't know what happy event the emperor was thinking about.

At this time, Snow White ran to her desk and sat upright obediently, looking very cute and docile.

"Little guy, you still remember to come and see me. Come, let me hug you." Hey, she picked up Bai Xue and found that she had grown a lot.

"You've grown quite plump. It seems they've taken very good care of you."

Li Jiang couldn't help but smile and said, "Your Majesty, Bai Xue is still very attached to you."

Shangguan Wanjun said proudly, "Of course, I am its master, right?"

She reached out and teased Snow White's chin. Snow White, still a cub, was caught in her usual coquettish and cute ways, and some of the superiors laughed heartily. Such lighthearted moments often played out in the Imperial Study, and the many clerks seemed less restrained or sad.

Shangguan Wanjun controlled her emotions very well. In front of the ministers, she was a king; in front of the palace maids and eunuchs who served her, she was a master; as for those imperial husbands in the harem, she was both a king and a wife, and she had to balance them herself.

The full moon in the sky is not as round as it was a few days ago. It is missing some corners, which makes people feel like something is missing.

Thinking of General Nan Shaoan and General Anyong who had left the palace for some time, she also thought of the guard Wang Qing who was far away in Yunzhou and Liang Chengkun and others in Jiamusi County. She wondered how the situation there was developing and whether they had been affected by the refugees.

The people of Jiamusi County are already living in dire straits. If they were to experience another sudden attack by refugees, it would be another tragic disaster.

Liang Chengkun was sleeping in his room, listening to the deafening snoring coming from next door. He felt that he had completely lost his sleep.

Oh, this snoring is really torturous, but the room is not soundproof and there is nothing he can do.

Unable to bear it any longer, he tried stuffing some cotton into his mouth and finally fell asleep.

He slept until dawn and felt refreshed. He opened the door, washed up, tidied himself, walked out of the room and stretched.

"It's a nice day today."

Sheng Bai came over and said, "My lord, while the weather is nice, I'll hang out your quilts to dry."

Liang Chengkun glanced at the yard, which was filled with quilts and other things, and nodded slightly.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." I don't know why, but the quilt that has been exposed to the sun is indeed more comfortable to sleep on.

He went to find Mr. Zhou and found that they had opened the government office door.

"Master Zhou, what are you busy with?" Master Zhou and translator Zaqier were checking the number of documents for marriage registration this month.

"Sir, please take a look. These are the marriage documents registered this month. There are fifteen more columns than last month."

Liang Chengkun was still very happy when faced with the good news early in the morning.

"That's great! Let's have a drink at lunch to celebrate." Everyone who heard it was very happy.

The chef still prepared breakfast, including pancakes, steamed buns, corn paste and mung bean soup, and everyone sat around and ate happily.

After the meal, everyone helped clean up, and finally he went into the kitchen to get busy. Before long, the dishes were washed, the kitchen stove was wiped clean, and even the table outside was not greasy at all, everything was spotless.

After basking in the sun in the courtyard outside for a while, he started preparing lunch. He peeled the potatoes and melons in the kitchen. In addition to the meat dishes, he also prepared stir-fried green peppers and potatoes and pumpkin and mung bean soup.

Shangguan Wanjun had lunch with Tutor Yun at noon, and after the meal, the two discussed state affairs together.