The wives of the concubines are empresses

Concubine Shu-Gao Zihao came to the side hall of the imperial study and found the emperor dancing.

The girl's dancing posture was a little strange, and it seemed like he had never seen those movements before.

"coming."

Hearing the voice, Shu Fei-Gao Zihao was stunned.

"Your Majesty, your humble servant."

Shangguan Wanjun said without looking away, "Go and sort out the memorials."

She was almost done too.

Princess Gao Zihao bowed respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty."

As he left, he turned around and glanced at the serious person.

Shangguan Wanjun felt a little regretful that she had not practiced yoga well in her previous life, so now she only knew a few moves.

Oh, so sad.

Gao Zihao, the concubine who was reviewing and classifying memorials, would think of that dancing figure from time to time.

He had always known about the girl's good figure.

As Shangguan Wanjun entered the main hall, she found that the handsome man was distracted.

"What are you thinking about?"

Princess Gao Zihao was stunned: "Ah... No, your humble servant pays homage to the Emperor."

Shangguan Wanjun looked up: "No need to be polite, please sit down."

Princess Gao Zihao looked up and found that the emperor had changed his clothes.

"Your Majesty, have you finished your training?"

Shangguan Wanjun had just finished a cup of tea and felt a lot more relaxed.

"Yes, how are your classifications?"

Princess Shu Gao Zihao stood up and placed the most important memorial in front of her.

"Your Majesty, please take a look at these first."

Shangguan Wanjun picked up a book and thanked him: "Thank you for your hard work, my dear concubine. I need to review the memorials. Please continue."

Alas, the life of a beast of burden has to go on. It is really tiring to deal with so many memorials.

I finally understand why the hardworking emperor had a short life. With such an intimidating workload, and the power struggles and conspiracies in the court and harem, how could he not have a short life?

Only someone like Emperor Jiajing, who did not attend court for forty years but still lived a long life, is truly admirable, mainly because he still had power in his own hands.

It is clear that Emperor Jiajing was also a powerful figure. Unfortunately, Hai Rui was not valued enough during his time, so that during the reign of Emperor Wanli, it seemed that he had become a nominal position, which only looked good and sounded good.

Thinking about the ministers in her court, she has not yet seen any special talents. She wonders if they are hiding their talents, or if they really don't have any, or if their potential has not yet been stimulated?

Busy times always pass quickly. Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Cheng stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

The man who had been busy with his work with his head down looked up at the door when he heard this.

"Time flies so fast. Never mind. Serve the food." Time is the fastest passing thing.

At the dining table, the two of them sat facing each other in silence, both eating quietly.

Because she did not like people serving dishes, Shangguan Wanjun changed some of the royal family's dining habits, especially the emperor's. For example, serving dishes was abolished for a long time and was only used during banquets and when others were dining.

When dining with her concubines, she still cooks by herself.

Normally she finishes her meal in fifteen minutes, which is neither too fast nor too slow. The meal time is just right and easy to digest.

"Your Majesty, this Liu Hai Xi Jin Chan and the inlaid silver teeth are quite good."

Shangguan Wanjun looked up and saw that the silver-inlaid teeth seemed to be a long-lost palace dish.

She tried it and found it delicious.

When they finished their meal, a rain came quietly.

As autumn approaches, the rain brings a chill.

Shangguan Wanjun shivered unconsciously: "I feel cold, quickly light two charcoal fires for me."

In the study, the two of them were reading, neither disturbing the other. An hour passed, and the rain outside was still heavy.

Shangguan Wanjun put down the book, walked to the door of the imperial study, listened to the sound of raindrops and shook her head helplessly.

"I'm afraid this rain won't stop. Forget it, I'll just sleep here tonight."

Liu Cheng bowed slightly and replied, "Yes."

Beside the dressing table, Lianhua and others gently and carefully removed the pearl hairpins and other head ornaments from the emperor's head.

The weight on her head became lighter, and Shangguan Wanjun felt like she was alive again.

"It's still light and comfortable." It was really not easy for the ladies of wealthy and aristocratic families in ancient times. They must have several kilograms of weight on their heads.

For example, she would occasionally ask someone to put a bunch of hairpins and step-shakes on her head, because sometimes she needed to reward someone, and it was convenient for her to do so by just pulling them out.

After taking off all the head ornaments, earrings, and jewelry, only her long black hair that reached her waist was left, and she felt truly free and comfortable.

Seeing the emperor stand up and walk towards the bed, Concubine Gao Zihao smiled gently.

"The Emperor is well."

"Ah."

Shangguan Wanjun went into the inner side and fell asleep. Perhaps because of the rain, she slept until the day of court.

In the Golden Palace, Shangguan Wanjun frowned when she heard a few coughs.

"Xiao Liuzi, go get someone to bring a mask." She originally wanted to talk about the veil, but it always felt weird to see a man wearing a veil, so forget it.

After Liu Cheng asked someone to bring masks, Shangguan Wanjun looked at the ministers below.

"Those who are coughing, please step out of the line and go to Xiao Dezi to get a mask and put it on. Also, those standing on the side of the military generals, the military generals should stand in the middle and keep a certain distance from them." Don't infect other ministers.

Otherwise, she and the people around her will suffer. In this age when coughs and colds are deadly, she still needs to pay more attention.

The ministers changed their positions as ordered and stood according to the size of their official positions.

Shangguan Wanjun took a look and still felt that it wouldn't work.

"Xiao Liuzi, have someone prepare hand warmers for them to hold onto. Also, light a few charcoal fires and place them next to them to increase the temperature so the situation doesn't get any worse."

Hearing the coughing sounds of several people, she was afraid that they would be completely wiped out.

The coughing ministers were flattered. The emperor was so kind to them. This had never happened before during the reign of the previous emperor.

This has never happened in all dynasties.

After doing all this, Shangguan Wanjun still felt it was not enough: "Xiao Liuzi, go get some more masks for these ministers who are not coughing to avoid infection. Give me a veil."

Her outfit and mask look really weird, but the veil is okay.

Wearing a veil, Shangguan Wanjun felt safer.

"Okay, it's time to start playing."

The Minister of Works bowed and stepped out of the group: "Your Majesty, General Nan and his men have sent back a message. They set out a few days ago."

Shangguan Wanjun nodded slightly: "Okay, then we must hold a banquet to properly entertain the meritorious officials."

Because of this scene at court, Shangguan Wanjun directly issued an order to the on-duty personnel inside and outside the imperial city, requiring anyone who was unwell to wear a veil or mask when going out. Violators would be forced to sweep the streets, and regardless of their status or official position, they had to sweep for a full day before they could return.

The Empress Dowager of the Eastern Palace frowned slightly when she saw the people in her palace wearing veils while working.

"What are they doing?" It felt weird.

Nanny Li explained in a low voice, "The Emperor has decreed that anyone feeling unwell must wear a mask or veil. Those wearing masks and veils are mainly for protection. This was spread by someone in the Imperial Study."

Nanny Li sighed in her heart at the emperor's attentiveness. If it were a man, he probably wouldn't have thought of this problem.

The Empress Dowager Donggong thought it made sense: "Then let me wear a veil as well."

Queen Mother Xigong came to Fushou Palace and was stunned when she saw her sister wearing a veil.

Looking around, she found that the palace servants were all wearing veils and masks, which made her wonder if she had come to the wrong place.

Seeing the person who stopped and hesitated, the Empress Dowager Donggong couldn't help but speak.

"You're not wrong."

A hint of unnaturalness flashed across Empress Dowager Xigong's face, but she quickly adjusted herself.

"I pay my respects to my elder sister."

"No need to be polite, please sit down. Madam Li will have someone serve tea."