No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

Ajige was the youngest son of Wu Zaku's family. This surname was not very eye-catching, and the youngest son was even less valued.

Although the Manchu court was only in its third generation, the custom of the youngest son guarding the stove on the grassland had already disappeared.

They learned a little Chinese culture and began to value the eldest son and even the legitimate son.

This has to be said to be a powerful influence on the influence of superiors. It is impossible for those below to do the opposite of what the superiors do.

After searching for a long time, Ajige finally found the big tree of Eighth Master.

He is quite capable and has completed several tasks very efficiently.

The Eighth Master also tried his best to help with connections, and now he is somewhat of an official.

Unexpectedly, if he made a mistake, he would not only lose his official hat, but he might even lose his life.

Ajige was frightened: "Master Ba, please save me."

This was originally what Master Ba ordered us to do!

"If you admit all your guilt, I will spare your life!" The Eighth Master thought for a moment and said, "As for your family, don't worry. I will take good care of them."

"When the time comes, I will naturally bring you back in style."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ajige's heart skipped a beat.

He knew there was no room for negotiation. Although he could save his life, he would at least be exiled to Ningguta.

But the Eighth Master is a kind person. He was originally on a business trip for him and would also take care of his family.

Ajige thought about the good things that the Eighth Master had done for him over the years, then slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.

The Fourth Master acted quickly and cleverly used an unexpected person.

Ajige was quickly dug out, and several old accounts, not big or small, were brought up at the same time.

The network of contacts that Mr. Ba had built up over several years was suddenly affected.

More people who were watching retreated. After all, he couldn't even protect his own confidants, let alone bring them any benefits and protection.

He did not suspect that it was the Fourth Master who did it, because the people the Fourth Master employed did not get along with him.

That man was the prince's confidant. He had made such a great contribution and was seeking credit from his master.

The prince was indeed very happy and praised him highly, as if this man was a future close minister.

After sending the person away in a grand manner, the prince once again attracted Saiqi's complaints: "My eighth brother has too many thoughts."

"You're just a prince, yet you dare to form a clique for personal gain, without even considering your own status!"

She was just a palace maid, but she really thinks of herself as an important person.

Saiqi frowned and said, "Your Highness, don't take it lightly. Although he is the Eighth Prince's man on the surface, he may not be the real one behind the scenes."

Who would be stupid enough to follow a prince who has no real power so loyally?

"You mean..." The prince raised his index finger and made a number.

Now he also remembered that the eighth child was raised in Concubine Hui's Yanxi Palace.

Although there is a big age gap between the eldest brother and the eighth brother, they don't seem to have a good relationship on the surface.

But what if the two of them have already colluded with each other behind the scenes?

The person pulled out this time may be Lao Ba's man on the surface, but may be Lao Da's man secretly.

The prince was even more excited now. What was the point of killing the eighth brother?

But if he could kill the boss, he would be so happy!

"Saiqi, send someone to keep an eye on them. I want to see how many people they've won over!"

Saiqi had already arranged the manpower and did not need the prince's orders, but he still agreed verbally.

The life of the Eighth Master was becoming difficult. He was being restricted in every way in his external offices. Those who used to be on good terms with him heard the news and stopped contacting him like cowards.

But when he returned home, Guo Luoluo got angry with him every day, causing unrest in the family.

Guo Luoluo was not stupid. She noticed that the Eighth Master had ignored her for more than a month.

But the reason for this is completely unknown, as they were clearly in love with each other just before, as sweet as honey.

The Eighth Master suddenly became cold. Not to mention the phoenix crown he had promised, he hadn't even set foot in the main house for over a month.

Even when she went to the front yard to look for him, he used the excuse that he was busy and tried not to see him if possible.

This had never happened since they got married.

Guo Luoluo felt empty inside, thinking that the truth would come out and he would know what happened in the palace.

She was a little scared, but still felt a little aggrieved.

It was obvious that she said that sentence under a specific situation, not to mention that she didn't say the following words at all and stopped herself in time.

If Concubine Wei wasn't so sensitive, these words would have been as light as the wind.

Who would have thought that Concubine Wei, who came from such a lowly place as Xinzheku, would be angry for such a long time over such an insignificant remark?

You might even piss yourself off to death!

Guo Luoluo thought that she was not that angry, but it turned out that this bitch was just being pretentious!

But even if she thought so in her heart, she couldn't defend herself in front of the Eighth Master.

In this way, trying to ease the relationship becomes a bit passive.

However, Guo Luoluo had some understanding of the Eighth Master's temper.

He is not a fussy person. If someone offends his mother, he will never give him another chance.

But for Mr. Ba, as long as it can stand up to scrutiny and be explained clearly, it will be over.

Guo Luoluo asked the kitchen to stew a pot of sea cucumber, and at night, she personally delivered it to the front yard under the stars.

The Eighth Master has been very worried lately. He has been staying up late in his study and has not gone to bed yet.

Xiao Luzi didn't dare to stop Guo Luoluo, so he could only hold his nose and let her "break" in.

When the Eighth Master looked up and found that Guo Luoluo came to care about him, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

When they were in the palace, if other princes had too much homework and stayed up late, their mother would send them food and drink to comfort them.

He had never had this before, and he had been looking forward to this bowl of soup for more than ten years. Now that he had it, he cherished it very much.

Thinking of this, the Eighth Master did not embarrass Guo Luoluo. He said a few polite words, took the wine and drank it silently.

But faced with a daughter-in-law who might look down on him in her heart, he was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

As he drank, the Eighth Master felt something was wrong. When he looked up, he saw Guo Luoluo quietly wiping her tears.

Who doesn't know Guo Luoluo's temper?

Over the years, Master Ba has never seen her cry! It's good enough that she doesn't make others cry.

But today she was crying so aggrievedly, it made people feel distressed at the sight of her.

This time, Mr. Ba didn't even drink the sea cucumber soup. He threw the bowl on the table, sighed, and went over to hug her.

He comforted her out of habit: "What's the matter? Who in this mansion dares to make you angry?"

For the first time, Guo Luoluo cried like a pear blossom in the rain. She blinked her eyes in grievance, and tears rolled down her cheeks. "Master, are you angry with me?"