The wives of the concubines are empresses

As a professional, Concubine De-Mu Wennian raised her own questions.

"Your Majesty, is this where rice is distributed?"

Shangguan Wanjun smiled and said, "That's right. Set it up so that rice comes out with a press of a button. Isn't that convenient?"

This is a drawing based on the rice storage box I saw in other people's homes in my previous life. I think it can be considered a small item that benefits the people and the country.

De Fei - Mu Wennian pondered for a moment: "I will study these two objects carefully."

Shangguan Wanjun nodded slightly: "Okay, I won't disturb my beloved concubine, my beloved ministers and others. I will leave first. You guys are busy."

Shangguan Wanjun refused to be escorted to the door by the ministers and only allowed the Minister of Works to follow her.

"Minister of Works, the hygiene in your Ministry of Works is not good enough. I will give you three days. Come back for an inspection on the fourth day."

As expected, big men are too careless. They are not even very strict about hygiene and are not afraid of dust allergies.

At this moment, she forgot about men's skin. It was thicker than that of ordinary women, and allergies were not a problem.

In the carriage, the three concubines stared at each other, and Shangguan Wanjun frowned.

"Are your eyes cramping?" His eyes moved around.

The three of them twitched their lips and looked very unnatural.

General Anyong said heartlessly, "Your Majesty, how could your eyes cramp?"

Concubine Wen - Bai Xuanyi really wants to slap this foolish man in the face. He is so stupid that it is unbearable to look at him.

"It's good that you don't have cramps. Let's go to the prison to take a look around."

The three of them were stunned. What was so interesting about the prison cell? The emperor didn't even think it was unlucky.

The Minister of Justice had been waiting for the emperor to come and inspect the results, but after half a month and a month, there was still no sign of the emperor.

He drank Longjing tea and leisurely looked at the files on the desk.

Zuo Zongze, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, walked in quickly and said, "Sir, the Emperor is here."

The Minister of Justice paused while sipping his tea: "What?"

Shangguan Wanjun led a group of people straight to the prison cell of the Ministry of Justice, and the Minister of Justice caught up with them halfway.

"Your Majesty..." Ouch, he was so tired.

The Minister of Justice and the Right Vice Minister of Justice panted and bowed, "Your Majesty."

Shangguan Wanjun raised her hand calmly: "No need to be polite."

Everyone came to the cell. Shangguan Wanjun raised one foot and then took it back.

"My dear, have you ever cleaned it?" I remember that it was really dirty and messy when I came here last time. It would be strange if there were no insects and rats running in.

The Minister of Justice wiped the sweat off his forehead which did not yet exist.

"Your Majesty, the hygiene is absolutely ensured." I hope nothing goes wrong.

Hearing this, Shangguan Wanjun felt relieved and walked straight in.

Seeing that some places had potted plants, Shangguan Wanjun nodded with satisfaction.

"That's right. Although the cells are for holding prisoners, the guards still have to live. Moreover, when interrogating prisoners, you, my dear ministers, are also here. You will have to stay there for at least a few hours. A dirty and messy environment is not good for your health."

Listening to the emperor's earnest teachings, the officials in the Ministry of Justice nodded their heads in agreement.

"The emperor is right."

"The Emperor is right."

"Your Majesty is right."

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Shangguan Wanjun's ears were so numb from hearing so much flattery from the ministers.

"What I said before, that the distance is too far and it affects efficiency, what measures have you taken?" Thinking of the last time when her legs were sore from walking, she had to go back and have someone massage them for a long time before they felt much better.

The Minister of Justice was shocked when he heard this. How could he have forgotten about this?

"Your Majesty, this..." It's over, it's over.

"Look, my dear, you are too busy all day. You should delegate some power and let the laborers do more work. Only when you can relax can you live a long life."

"Your Majesty is right." Does this mean you don't blame him?

"Wait until you get out. I'll draw two blueprints for you and have the Ministry of Industry make them. Your efficiency will be greatly improved in the future."

The Minister of Justice frowned, not knowing what the emperor meant.

There was surprise in the eyes of the three concubines. It seemed that the emperor had some new inspiration.

In the office area of ​​the Ministry of Justice, Minglan was grinding ink while Liucheng spread out the rice paper and pressed it.

Shangguan Wanjun walked to the desk, picked up her brush and started painting.

As she drew more objects, her painting skills became much better.

"It's done. Come, take a look. Isn't it good?"

The Minister of Justice took a closer look and found the objects on it extremely strange.

"Your Majesty, can this person sit on it?" Why does it look like a chair?

"Yes, it is a kind of chair, but it has a wheel on each foot, so you can push it around. The key is that it saves effort, worry and time." If people don't mind, they can push it out to buy groceries or something, and then put them on it, which will make things a lot easier.

Zuo Zongze, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, read it over and over again, and was more and more surprised.

"Your Majesty, both of these items are excellent. I am eager to see the finished product."

"You can take it to the Ministry of Works. I'm leaving first today." She had to go to Jingzhao Yin for a visit.

Everyone thought that the emperor would choose to return to the palace after visiting two departments, but he went to Jingzhao Yin again.

Concubine Xuan - Song Xuanyi was buried in reading files in the courtyard of Jingzhao Yin. After becoming Jingzhao Yin Zuo Fengyi, his life became miserable, while his colleagues and superiors seemed to be excited every day, as if they had endless energy.

A luxurious carriage stopped in front of the Jingzhao Yin government office.

Concubine Wen - Bai Xuanyi got off the carriage, stretched out a big hand with well-defined joints, and placed a pair of slender hands on his hands.

"Your Majesty, please watch your step."

Shangguan Wanjun stepped off the carriage and looked up at the Jingzhao Yin Mansion. It seemed like some time had passed since the last time she was there.

Concubine Lu - Liu Haiming was so engrossed in reading the files that he forgot everything else when a yamen runner hurried into the study in the front yard.

"Sir, the emperor is here."

Concubine Lu-Liu Haiming was shocked: "Are you serious?"

Why did the emperor suddenly come to Jingzhao Yin again?

Is there any case recently that Jingzhao Yin failed to handle properly?

Shangguan Wanjun walked to the armchair next to the desk and sat down. She raised her hand, picked up the gavel, and looked at it again and again.

Everyone was confused about this and just waited quietly.

Concubine Lu - Liu Haiming arrived to welcome the emperor, and Concubine Xuan - Song Xuanyi arrived right after.

"I see you, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, I am sorry for being late in welcoming you. Please forgive me." Concubine Xuan - Song Xuanyi was deeply confused. Why did the emperor come to Jingzhao Yin?

"No need to be polite. My beloved concubines, are you adapting well?"

The two looked at each other, and Concubine Lu - Liu Haiming bowed.

"Your Majesty, it's alright."

Shangguan Wanjun looked at Concubine Xuan - Song Xuanyi again, and the latter replied respectfully.

"Your Majesty, I am still adapting to the situation." It's just that there are too many files and it gives me a headache to read them.

Now that I think about it, being an official is not easy, especially when it comes to handling cases.

Shangguan Wanjun stood up and said, "It's all right if you adapt. I'll go visit Jingzhao Yin. Last time I came and left in a hurry, I didn't even know what Jingzhao Yin looked like."

The two of them sighed in their hearts: You were busy the last time you came, so you didn't have time to visit Jingzhao Yin.

Under the governance of these three people, Jingzhao Yin has a bit of life.

Seeing the file on the table in the courtyard, Shangguan Wanjun was stunned for a moment, then walked over and picked it up to look through it.

"Not to mention that there are so many files, just reading them should give you a headache." It's the same principle as when I read memorials. The densely packed words are like sons, quite lively.