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

"How long do you think Honghui should wait? This marriage has not been discussed yet," the Fourth Master touched his head, feeling a little headache.

Hongyun is stable now, and the little girl from the Lin family seems to be in good health, so it would be fine if they really want to get married.

It’s just that he didn’t want to let the child down, and was afraid that he would be in a hurry and not pay enough attention.

Of course, Hongshi was dealing with an urgent matter, and it was not the same thing.

Lin Mingyan advised: "Anyway, marriage is no longer based on age. If Hongyun is willing, it doesn't matter if he gets married first."

She also wants to see the sweet and soft Lin Daiyu every day, even if the second brother gets married first.

Besides, Honghui’s marriage is a big deal, and it won’t be the same as the ones who came after him.

The Fourth Master said he couldn't do anything about it: "Then let them be."

Although he said that he would let go once Honghui was able to do the job, that was just talk. How could he really let go?

At this point, he mentioned Hongshi: "Hongshi has not had any ability since he was a child. He went to Gongbang Kingdom, and I am still a little worried."

No matter how useless he is, he is still his son, so he is always a little worried.

Lin Mingyan was surprised and said, "Didn't Master say that he had already found a commander to be stationed at Gongbang, and that Hongshi just had to obey and not make any mistakes?"

The Fourth Master said, "There's no problem with the commander, but Hongshi is a prince after all. I'm afraid if people try to coax him, something bad will happen."

"Then what do you want to do?" Lin Mingyan didn't have any good ideas.

After all, Konbaung State was thousands of miles away, and the general was just playing with the prince and coaxing Hongshi to prevent him from getting involved in too many affairs.

If someone were really too ruthless and tried to flatter him to death, then Hongshi would probably not be enough for them to play with.

The Fourth Master clenched his right fist and pounded it into his left palm: "Fourteenth is quite familiar with the Konbaung Kingdom, otherwise why don't we let him..."

He couldn't finish his words halfway through. After all, Fourteenth was now a prince. If he was really to be sent to reside in Konbang Kingdom permanently, he would at least have to be made a prince.

Not to mention that he was not used to the climate in Konbaung. He had lost dozens of pounds there and was so thin when he came back that he looked unrecognizable, which made the queen cry.

It would be a bit unfair to let him stay there permanently this time.

Lin Mingyan said, "Fourteen has just returned, and his wife is pregnant, so it's better not to let him go out."

Fourteen and Wanyan were also a pair of happy enemies. They disliked each other for several years after their marriage and had no children.

On the contrary, the concubine Shushujueluo in the mansion gave birth to one child after another and was doted on.

When monogamy was first implemented, this issue was quite difficult to resolve in the fourteen families.

Who knew that when Fourteen went to war, she injured her body and suffered from postpartum wind while giving birth to her last child, and died soon after.

When Fourteen came back, the grass on Shushujueluo's grave had grown two meters high.

No matter how angry he was, he had no power to bring the dead back to life, and he could only investigate the matter thoroughly.

He had previously suspected Wanyan, after all, she was the biggest beneficiary of this matter.

But after much investigation, it turned out that it was not Wanyan, but another concubine in the mansion, killing two birds with one stone.

Wanyan really didn't have the brains for this. She was so busy having fun all day that she didn't care about anything in the mansion. She didn't care about the two concubines fighting among themselves.

Fourteenth was still angry after thinking about it. Now one of his concubines was dead, and the other one was so cruel. He was too lazy to visit the other princesses.

When monogamy was finally introduced, he dismissed everyone and competed with the Wanyan clan day by day.

I didn't expect that this competition would actually lead to feelings between us.

When the Thirteenth Lady Zhao Jia entered the palace to gossip with her, she sighed, "I didn't expect their fate was still to come."

Now the couple is in a good relationship and is about to welcome their first child. It would not be humane to let Fourteen go out at this time.

"That's right. Then we can only choose one from the other brothers. It's always better to have an elder to look down on him," the Fourth Master began to worry again.

The Fourth Master held the teacup and pondered for a moment, suddenly remembering that the Eighth Master had experience in this area.

He is a smooth person and can handle the relationship between the commander and Hongshi, so he is a good candidate.

More importantly, he is now a Beile, and at most he can be granted the title of a Prince of a County and then go out.

Arriving in Konbaung, I could just check and balance the main general...

"Old Eight..." Lin Mingyan hesitated to speak, her eyes fixed on the snowy scene outside the window.

She thought it was okay, but she didn't expect that Hongshi would still have an intersection with him in the end. Is this fate?

Outside, uncle and nephew are really no different from father and son.

Why does she have the illusion that history is correcting itself?

"He's more suitable than anyone else." The Fourth Master tapped the Gongbang Guoyutu on the corner of the table. "Firstly, he has no real power. Secondly, his only son is in the capital. He will definitely keep a close eye on Hongshi and won't dare make any mistakes."

He suddenly sneered, "Besides, letting him suffer a little can also be considered as a way to avenge Linglan's anger from the past."

He still feels that Guo Luoluo's death was too easy. Although Lao Ba was not the mastermind, he should also be taught a lesson.

Lin Mingyan thought of Linglan, her eyes sore for a moment, and she held back her tears and said, "That's fine too."

Three days later, Lao Ba, who was playing with Hongwang in the mansion, received the imperial edict. He looked at the cinnabar words on the yellow silk, "The honest Prince Yinsi is appointed as the military supervisor of the tribute list, and he will set off immediately," and sighed.

He pulled Hongwang over and hugged him tightly, knowing that they would not be together for many years.

Hongwang thought he was playing a joke on him, and asked with a chuckle, "Ama? Ama?"

Zhang heard the voice and came over, wondering, "Master, what's going on?"

She suffered a lot when she was young, but since she had this child, all she has left is sweetness.

The person she treasures most in her life is her son Hongwang, and she doesn't want to hurt him in the slightest.

Old Eight realized what was happening belatedly and let his son go. He shook his head and said, "Let the wet nurse take him downstairs to play. I have something to tell you."

"What's wrong?" Zhang hadn't seen the Eighth Master with such a serious expression for a long time. After all, life was getting better and better now, and she felt a little uneasy.

The Eighth Old Man patted her hands and said, "It's good news. I've been promoted to a prince. From now on, you'll be the princess of the county, and Hongwang will be the prince's son."

Zhang was overjoyed: "Master? This is great news!"

"Even though I need to go to Gongbang Kingdom, I won't be able to return to the capital for three to five years." The eighth brother shook his head and said, "You just keep the house door tightly closed and take good care of Hongwang."

Zhang's smile froze on her face, and her fingertips tightly grasped the sleeve of the Eighth Master: "Kongbang Kingdom? That place..."

She remembered how emaciated the Fourteenth Master was when he returned from Konbaung Kingdom last winter, and the words were on the tip of her tongue but she swallowed them back.

The wintersweets outside the window were rustling in the wind. She saw the new white hair on the Eighth Master's temples, and the two of them could only sit opposite each other in silence for a while.