The wives of the concubines are empresses

In the days that followed, the ministers discovered that the emperor often inspected the government offices and visited the ministers' homes.

In the end, they were no longer surprised.

Madam Yan said respectfully, "Your Majesty, my husband is not feeling well and is unable to come to greet you. Please forgive me."

Shangguan Wanjun waved her hand: "No problem, let's go, please lead the way, Madam."

Madam Yan brought all the children in the mansion and followed the emperor to the Muxiang Courtyard in the front yard.

The crowd was so huge that all you could see at a glance were human heads.

Mu Xiang had been fanning herself beside the emperor, and the slight coolness made Shangguan Wanjun less irritable.

Hearing the noise, Right Vice Minister Yan wanted to sit up alone, but was stopped by his twenty-five-year-old follower Bai Xiaotian.

"Oh, master, if you call me, I will come to help you." Why try to be so stubborn? It will only make you suffer.

Right Vice Minister Yan Da Ren waved his hand: "This is an emergency."

He never thought that the emperor would come to see him in person, which was an unprecedented treatment.

When she arrived at the door, Mrs. Yan felt a little embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, may I ask someone to check inside first? Can you come in later?" She was afraid that the room was not cleaned up yet.

Women are naturally sensitive. If the emperor smells something bad, it will damage her husband's future and reputation.

Shangguan Wanjun waved her hand: "Go ahead."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the shape of the front yard. It was similar to the garden designs he had seen in his previous life.

“This front yard is quite clean.”

Young Master Yan was taken aback for a moment, and had to answer hastily.

"Your Majesty, it is cleaned regularly."

Shangguan Wanjun nodded lightly and stopped talking, just quietly admiring the shape and layout of Muxiangyuan.

At this time, the door opened, revealing the generous and decent Mrs. Yan.

"Your Majesty, please come in."

Shangguan Wanjun stepped over the threshold and walked towards the inner room.

Beside the soft couch, Lord Yan, the Right Vice Minister, stood respectfully in a dark blue robe.

"I pay my respects to you..."

Shangguan Wanjun stepped forward and supported him: "My dear, please don't be polite. Please sit down."

He was about to sit down when he was stopped by Shangguan Wanjun's words.

"Just sit here. Why are you competing with your family for a seat?"

Right Vice Minister Yan wanted to cry: Your Majesty, you are really embarrassing this old minister. How dare he be on an equal footing with Your Majesty?

Shangguan Wanjun had no idea what he was thinking. Out of concern for her subordinates, she was concerned about the relationship between the monarch and his subject.

"Are you feeling okay?" Oh, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. Now it's okay. I can rest for half a month, but I'm still feeling uncomfortable.

Right Vice Minister Yan Daren bowed lightly and said, "Thanks to the Emperor, I am feeling better now."

He will probably never forget the moment when he sprained his waist. It was so painful that he can’t hide it.

The virtuous concubine - Lord Lin sat opposite Madam Yan, the Yun concubine - Zhao Yunfan sat below him, and Minglan sat below him.

Shangguan Wanjun nodded slightly and looked at the people below, all of whom were young boys and girls.

"Mrs. Yan, please introduce your family members to the Yan family."

Madam Yan stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

She turned to look at her eldest son and said, "This is my eldest son, Li Jin, who is twenty years old."

Yan Yanjin bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, your servant Yan Yanjin greets you."

The gentle, polite and elegant young man makes people like him at first sight.

"Madam and Madam Yan have raised their children well. Your son has a noble temperament. Has he passed the imperial examination?"

Madam Yan chuckled, "My son passed the examination for Tongsheng, but he was not in good health in the past few years and missed the provincial examination."

"I see. What a pity indeed. I remember there was one this year as well. Why didn't you participate?" Could it be that he wasn't feeling well again?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Wanjun looked at Yan Yanjin with a slightly frown.

This guy's body is too delicate, it doesn't suit his handsome face and figure.

Yan Yanjin was frightened by the emperor's gaze and quickly stood up to explain again.

"Your Majesty, I was late this time because I caught a cold while trying to save my younger sister." Speaking of this, he was indeed unlucky.

"Sister?" Shangguan Wanjun looked at the girl sitting further down.

"you?"

Yan Yanlan, the daughter of the Yan family, who was dressed in scholarly attire, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, your humble servant pays respect to you."

"She exudes a scholarly air. Could it be that the little fairy is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting?"

Hearing the name of the little fairy, Yan Yanlan was stunned?

"Your Majesty, I am indeed proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting." Her only shortcoming is that her health is too poor.

Shangguan Wanjun pursed her lips and nodded: "Yes, not bad, more than I know."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Yan family was terrified.

"Your Majesty, you are joking. I just learn it for fun." How dare I compare myself with the emperor? It makes me uneasy.

There was a trace of panic on Yan Junlan's face. Did she say something wrong?

Seeing everyone so excited, Shangguan Wanjun felt helpless.

"I was just praising someone, look how scared you are." He really can't stand being praised.

Madam Yan had a wry smile on her face: Your Majesty, how can you praise people like this? It will shorten their lifespan.

"Everyone sit down. Why are you all so nervous? I'm not going to eat you."

Everyone: Your Majesty, you might as well eat us. I feel so anxious.

"Excellent people need to be praised more to make them more confident. Being too modest is hypocrisy. By the way, the eldest son of the Yan family, Yan..." She forgot what it was.

Zhao Yunfan reminded him at the right time: "Your Majesty, be strict and cautious."

"Yes, the name is well chosen, but your son is too delicate. It's a pity that he has such a good appearance. He should pay more attention to himself and do some exercise."

Before everyone could react, Shangguan Wanjun's next words stunned everyone.

"It's not a good thing for a man to be too delicate. I heard that some men even gasp for breath when they walk." That was a typical delicate scholar.

Yan Yanjin said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, a minister does not kick when he walks."

He was just a little weaker.

Shangguan Wanjun did not feel embarrassed when she was refuted.

"I'm just making an analogy, don't get excited." Young man, why get excited? She was just making an analogy.

Concubine Yun - Zhao Yunfan had a faint smile on her lips. She thought, "It was a good decision to go out today. The emperor is an interesting person."

Getting along with the ministers is like getting along with friends, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The virtuous concubine - Lin Gongyu has always kept her presence low and rarely speaks.

After spending some time with the emperor, he felt that the emperor was really an interesting person.

If you get to know her deeply, you wonder how far that interesting soul can go.

Lord Yan tried to smooth things over: "Your Majesty, my son is young and impetuous. Please forgive me."

He was a little embarrassed to say that he was young and full of vigor. After all, his master was younger, six years younger than him.

"No problem, is this second one the Second Young Master?"

Madam Yan smiled gently and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, his name is Li Luo. He is eighteen years old, but he has a somewhat erratic personality."

Shangguan Wanjun smiled faintly: Jumpy? I'm afraid he's not a playboy.

Yan Yan Luo stood up and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May Your Majesty be at peace."

"The Second Young Master is full of energy and seems to be a potential stock."

Everyone was silent: What is a potential stock?

Lord Yan decided to ask, "Your Majesty, may I ask what a potential stock is?"

Shangguan Wanjun picked up the teacup and glanced at him lightly.

“It means being able to do something in the future.”

Everyone understood, and Lord and Madam Yan were overjoyed.

The emperor's words must be true.

After Shangguan Wanjun stayed for an hour, she took the concubines back to the palace and continued her miserable life.