My Empress is My Bad Girl

Women cultivate their own fields, build their own houses, do their own businesses, walk the streets and alleys, and make money to support the elderly and children at home.

When women find that they can do these tasks themselves, they no longer rely on men.

The status of men has repeatedly declined.

This directly led to the fact that when Yundai and Zhao Yuanjing were discussing the restructuring of the three provinces and six institutions of the imperial court, many women recommended themselves to serve as officials for the queen.

The status of women in the Northern Qi Dynasty has always been high, and there are many literate students.

Yundai took a few random tests and found that they were quite knowledgeable and insightful.

Yun Dai was very pleasantly surprised. She immediately left two women behind and asked them to stay by her side as female officials and take care of the affairs of the palace.

The imperial court currently lacks talents most.

The imperial institutions that Xiaoer had so hard to piece together in the past few years were completely destroyed by Mingcheng overnight.

It is almost impossible to gather these hundreds of officials at once.

You can only start with the most important department first and take your time.

The day before the enthronement ceremony, Beiqi had the first snow of this winter.

Wrapped in a thick jacket, Yun Dai stood under the porch and watched the snow in her arms.

Zhao Yuanjing was sitting in the room behind her reading a book.

Xiao Zhuang and Bao Xing are fighting in the yard, raging.

The toddler rushed in, his cheeks were reddish, and the tip of his nose was sweating slightly: "Mother, queen!"

"Run slower, don't slip to it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she crooked her feet and fell to the ground.

Bao Xing and Xiao Zhuang rushed to help her.

Yundai laughed.

Zhao Yuanjing tilted his head and saw it, put down his book and walked out, put his arms around her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Look at this mother, watching her daughter wrestle, and gloating here."

The infant supported Bao Xing's hand to get up, patted the snow on his body, and hummed: "Daddy still said his mother, it's not the same with you. There is only mother in your eyes. At this time, don't come to comfort me."

"You are so pitiful, what a fall is."

"If Qianer wrestles, you must shed tears in distress."

"Qianer is more gentle than you, and not as good as you."

"Huh!" The toddler released Baoxing's hand and squeezed between them, "Daddy, mother, tell you one thing, your beloved eldest daughter, here comes!"

"What did you say?" Zhao Yuanjing was surprised.

"I said, Qianer is here."

"where is she?"

"It's in the front hall, I'm running fast, let me report to you first!"

"Why did she come suddenly? Let me see!" Zhao Yuanjing immediately walked out.

The child grabbed him: "Mother, take a look. Daddy is anxious. Isn't it more painful?"

"What are you holding him for? Your dad hasn't seen your sister for a long time, can't you think about it?" Yun Dai glared at her.

"I mean, did Daddy just go out like this?" The child juggled out a black mask, "This is a new style I got, and Daddy must look great on it."

It was a mask inlaid with black feathers.

Yun Dai said, "Is this fancy thing suitable for your father, an old man?"

Zhao Yuanjing: "..."

The child said: "Baoxing, Xiaozhuang, you come to judge, are you old?"

Xiao Zhuang is honest, he doesn't dare to talk about his master's appearance.

As for Bao Xing, following Yun Dai's age, he didn't care about this, and said with a gentle smile: "Your Majesty has seen no more than twenty, young handsome, long Zhang Fengzi, extraordinary people can compare."