The wives of the concubines are empresses

"...It is difficult to achieve perfection in life. I wish you a long life, and we can enjoy the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart." When she finished singing, the attendants all applauded enthusiastically.

Concubine Qiao's husband, Su Kangqiao, said, "It sounds good."

Shangguan Wanjun smiled, and with her bright eyes and white teeth, she glanced at the whole room and looked at the concubines below.

"Naxin, come here."

The newly chosen husband, Lan Naxin, smiled and nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty."

He looked at everyone and finally fixed his eyes on the cup.

"Minfu wants a few different cups."

Everyone was stunned, and Shangguan Wanjun was also confused.

"Cup?" Could it be that this cup can create music?

"Correct."

Shangguan Wanjun looked at Liu Cheng and said, "Bring me a set of tea sets."

Lanna Xin, the newly elected husband, hurriedly said, "I want some more water and two wooden chopsticks."

Liu Cheng was stunned: "Water?"

What does this water do?

"Correct."

"Yes."

After Liu Cheng sent someone to bring the things, the newly elected husband - Lanna began to make preparations, and everyone looked at him curiously.

Bai Xuanyi, the noble husband of Emperor Wen, asked curiously, "What exactly is he going to do?"

Wu Huang Guifu - Publicity Feng said calmly: "I don't know."

When the newly elected husband, Lanna, began to tap the cup gently, a clear and pleasant sound was heard, and Shangguan Wanjun immediately understood that cups could really create music.

"I see." He really can do it.

In the huge main hall, everyone sat quietly, their ears filled with the clear and pleasant music, as if their ears were cleansed.

Originally, they felt much calmer after the Empress's song "Water Melody" ended. Now, their mood became more and more peaceful due to the new cup music of the newly chosen husband - Lanna.

Lianhua Ouhe Muxiang Sun Yuewei and others found that the emperor's husbands were becoming more and more talented, and their brains were becoming more and more flexible.

The newly chosen husband, Lanna Xin, lowered his eyes and tapped the cup of water seriously. After he finished his performance calmly, Shangguan Wanjun was the first to applaud.

"Okay." These husbands of hers were all hidden masters. With them accompanying her, life in the deep palace was much more interesting.

"Your Majesty, I thank you for your compliment. Next, I would like to select a general."

Shangguan Wanjun raised her eyes slightly: "General? Are you referring to him?"

She looked at the man sitting majestically below, and the newly chosen husband, Lanna, smiled gently and nodded.

"Exactly."

General Nan Shaoan hadn't expected someone to point out, "Since that's the case, how about I practice a set of boxing techniques I created?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Huang Guifu - Propaganda Wind's face lit up with joy: "I am very much looking forward to it. Please come in, General!"

General Nan Shaoan stood up and walked to the center to bow, then began to demonstrate his boxing skills. Some of his moves were fierce and powerful, but they would suddenly become soft in the middle. Shangguan Wanjun and Wu Huangguifu - Chuanchuanfeng and other people who were good at martial arts watched with great interest.

General Nan Shaoan's boxing skills take about half a quarter of an hour in total, and it ends when he retracts his fists and stands still.

Wu Huang Guifu - Propaganda Style applauded enthusiastically: "Not bad, this set of boxing is very suitable for physical training and also for military practice."

Bai Xuanyi, the noble husband of Emperor Wen, smiled slightly and said, "I wonder who the general will choose?"

General Nan Shaoan glanced at the entire room and pointed casually.

When the ordinary man Qiu Chi saw it, he spoke immediately.

"Let Rong Chenfu think about it." Oh my goodness, the big ghosts were fighting, how did they pull him up?

"How about I sing a nursery rhyme?"

Shangguan Wanjun smiled gently and raised her hand: "Please."

"The moon is bright, clean and bright. Who washes the moon's face? White clouds one by one..." is from an old Yangzhou nursery rhyme.

Wen Binfu - Li Youwen applauded: "Not bad, brother, who do you want to pick?"

Mortal Qiu Chi frowned slightly: The status of these twenty-odd concubines is higher than his, so he should not choose them, but choose those of the same rank as himself, so as not to offend others.

But who knew that he got nervous and pointed directly at Shangguan Wanjun who was sitting in the middle of the main seat.

Everyone gasped. This mortal, Qiu Chi, was really bold. He was even braver than Concubine Wen's wife, Li Youwen.

The ordinary man Qiu Chi was shocked when he saw the direction of his finger: Oh my God, why is he pointing at the emperor? This is so annoying.

Everyone looked at the person in the high position. Shangguan Wanjun was stunned at first, but finally she covered her face, smiled and looked up.

"It seems I haven't been active enough lately. Anyway, would you gentlemen like to see some dancing?"

Bai Xuanyi, the noble husband of Emperor Wen, raised his eyes and twitched his eyebrows slightly: "Your Majesty, are you ready to dance?"

"Let's dance. Change the music so everyone can exercise their eyes. But there has to be music."

Today, Shangguan Wanjun was wearing a simple purple dress that did not drag on the ground.

Concubine Qiao's husband, Su Kangqiao, said, "Your Majesty, you have a guzheng in your palace. How about I, your husband, accompany you?"

Konghou is a traditional plucked string instrument, also known as kanhou or konghou.

In ancient times, the konghou (qūhō) was not only used in imperial court music but also enjoyed widespread popularity among the people. There are three main types of konghou: horizontal, vertical, and phoenix-head. The konghou is typically plucked with the fingers, with the strings attached to an open frame.

Shangguan Wanjun smiled at her gently: "Okay."

She waited for Lianhua to have the qin brought over, then she got up and went to the open space in front.

As Concubine Qiao's husband, Su Kangqiao, began to pluck the strings of the zither, Shangguan Wanjun also began to dance gracefully.

She is dressed simply today, looking fresh, refined, gentle and noble. The purple headband on her bun also flows gracefully as she dances.

Shangguan Wanjun has flexible limbs, a soft body, a round face, a graceful figure, and her slender hands dance in coordination with her body and eyes.

As everyone was staring intently, Shangguan Wanjun suddenly spun around and stopped standing sideways, with the shawl on her arms held high in her delicate hands, like a flag of victory. At this moment, she was confident and bright, gentle and dignified, cold and beautiful.

Shangguan Wanjun spun and waved the shawl in her hand, and her left hand, with the orchid finger pointing upward, brushed across her left cheek from top to bottom.

Zuo Yu's hand loosened, and her soft body leaned back slightly...

Everyone's attention was attracted by her confident and graceful dance moves. Shangguan Wanjun, who was dancing with all her heart, suddenly threw her shawl behind her, and the fragrance of her body came to the nose, but she took it back and it disappeared in an instant.

Shangguan Wanjun raised her left hand slightly and slowly moved it upwards, then swung the shawl with her right hand. The flowing shawl added to the atmosphere of her dance as she waved it.

When her dance slowly ended, the purple gauze shawl fell on her bun, which also meant that the dance was officially over.

Lianhua, Ouhe, Muxiang, Sun Yuewei and others were already stunned. They hadn't seen their emperor dance for a long time, and his dance after returning was still amazing.

Ou He couldn't help but clap her hands and applaud: "It's beautiful and sounds good."

Lianhua continued, "The Emperor dances gracefully, and Concubine Qiao's guzheng playing is melodious and beautiful."

Mu Xiang looked at her: "You are still good at describing it."

Shangguan Wanjun raised her hand slightly to take off the shawl on her head, then walked back to her seat and sat down.

Beautiful and joyful times are always short. When it got dark, the concubines and Shangguan Wanjun finished their dinner and left one by one. Only Shangguan Wanjun and the tall and straight General Nan Shaoan were left in the huge palace.