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

Chapter 462 Narasinde

Seeing her cute and coy look, the Fourth Master didn't expose her. He just said, "There are more than a dozen handed to me. I still need to learn more about them."

"It will take a few years of observation to determine who it is."

In order to have a relationship with him, the officials under his command would be willing to offer their best sons to him, but they would have to conduct a lot of investigation before choosing whom to take.

Lin Mingyan didn't know the people outside, so it was useless to listen, and she didn't ask who they were.

The Fourth Master mentioned, "Nara Xinghui's eldest son, Nara Xingde, is quite good. He is considered a promising figure among the next generation."

He was also surprised that bad bamboo could produce good bamboo shoots.

I didn't expect that Nara would be able to shine in the end, maybe he could achieve something great.

It was impossible for him to completely suppress the Nara clan, but as long as they had no bad intentions towards them, he could still lend a helping hand.

After all, that was Hongyu's in-laws, and if they could stand up, Hongyu would also be proud.

Lin Mingyan exclaimed: "That Raxingde? How can that be possible?"

Although she doesn't have a particularly good understanding of Qing history, she has read a lot of novels.

The eldest princess of the Li family married Narasimha and died young.

Anyway, this is not a good destination, right?

"Hmm? Chacha, don't think he's not good enough just because he's from the Nara clan," the Fourth Master smiled, "This kid is quite ambitious."

"Um... maybe..." Lin Mingyan was in no position to speak.

If she continued talking, it would seem that she was blocking this marriage because she had a grudge against Nara.

Moreover, she lived deep in the inner house and didn't know much about the younger generations outside.

If the Fourth Master thinks that a child is good, then he must be really good.

The Fourth Master consoled him, "It doesn't necessarily have to be him. Who knows, he might not be the best when he grows up."

His daughter can only choose the best husband.

Lin Mingyan thought for a moment and said, "When choosing a son-in-law, you can't just look at the person himself. His family and parents are also very important. The La Xinghui couple are not that good, right?"

Yes, yes, yes, since there was nothing wrong with Nara Xingde, it must be that the parents-in-law were too unhuman, which led to the early death of the great princess in history.

She had watched Wu Yunzhu grow up since she was a child, so it would be better to avoid this fate if possible.

The Fourth Master curled his lips and smiled: "Of course I have considered this."

"Needless to say, the Nara family is an old Manchu surname with a rich heritage."

"As for Xinghui and his wife, they were both struck by incense, and they are not destined for longevity."

"Although it is said that a husband should be chosen when she is in her teens, Master will at least keep Wu Yunzhu until she is eighteen before marrying her off."

"The couple were very sick. They were lucky to live to see Xingde get married. They wouldn't affect Wuyunzhu."

Oh.

Correct.

Because Wu's incense was too strong, the entire Nara clan was wiped out.

However, the children of Xingde's generation generally lived alone, so they were spared.

It’s not that Madam Rong was so merciful that she let the child go, but children’s rooms usually don’t light incense, so she couldn’t do it.

"Then you take care of it, sir..." Lin Mingyan felt a little relieved.

After she brought up the topic, she didn't ask how Yaliqi was doing.

He is already so attentive to Wu Yunzhu, so he will definitely be even more attentive to their only daughter, Yaliqi.

And the Fourth Master also said that even if they get engaged, she has to be at least 18 years old before getting married.

There are still more than ten years before Yaliqi turns eighteen, so it’s a bit too early to worry now.

all will be good.

In the blink of an eye, it was September. The fragrance of osmanthus filled the whole city, and it was time to dig sweet potatoes.

This year's sweet potato harvest is even greater. One reason is that she rented new land last year, and the other is that Wen Xian gave her his imperial farm for free to farm last year.

Moreover, the weather was good this year, with good weather and good harvests throughout the year. Everything planted in the fields had a good harvest, and sweet potatoes were no exception.

"The people will have a good New Year this year~~" Lin Mingyan looked at the financial report sent by Wei Wu with a smile on her face.

It would be great if the people could live a good life.

Wei Wu said happily, "That's right. We just opened a pig farm last year, and the meat is selling very well this year."

In the past few years, when I planted sweet potatoes, the sweet potato residue left over from washing the starch was dried and collected.

I just started a new pig farming project last year, and it came in handy.

Moreover, the number of sweet potato producing areas has increased this year, and the output has increased, so there will be enough sweet potato residue for pig farming next year.

In this way, wouldn’t the two industries be able to circulate?

Lin Mingyan was even happier: "Ordinary people can't eat much meat all year round. After selling the good meat at a good price, the remaining offal can be sold at a lower price."

Anyway, she really has no shortage of money. She just needs to earn some money from the rich, and the rest can be used for welfare. After all, it's the New Year.

"Master, didn't you give the order long ago?" Wei Wu bared his teeth and said, "Even the pig's offal is given as a gift, and people don't really like to eat it."

"This thing has a very strong fishy smell and takes a long time to cook. It wastes firewood, so many people are reluctant to burn it."

Lin Mingyan hadn't expected this to happen. She waved her hand and said, "I'll have someone send a recipe to Yu Niang someday. You can braise the pig's offal and sell it."

Pig offal is not valuable and is not expensive even when braised, allowing ordinary people to satisfy their appetite.

Wei Wu did not question it at all. He just did whatever his master told him to do. He was extremely useful.

He was originally a secret guard, but he didn't expect that smart people can be good at anything. If he were in modern times, he would be her general manager.

When chatting with the Fourth Master in the evening, she also asked: "Doesn't Wei Wu have any family? He's already in his twenties, right? Why doesn't he want to get married?"

It seems that secret guards will not get married, otherwise they may not be as loyal as before if they have a weak spot.

But Wei Wu is injured now and is no longer a secret guard. He doesn't have to be single forever, right?

"The secret guards are all orphans," the Fourth Master explained after taking a sip of tea. "He's free now. Whether he gets married or not is, of course, up to his own wishes."

Lin Mingyan just asked casually, not necessarily trying to match someone up.

Knowing that Wei Wu had his own autonomy, he didn't interfere.

Of course Wei Wu also thought about getting married, but he had no family or relatives, so how could he go to someone's house to propose marriage?

He has money and a house, but he has no parents or relatives. Who would agree to such a marriage?

He just wanted to serve his master wholeheartedly. When he was around thirty years old, his master would see that he was useful and give him a maid. That would be the best outcome.

As for now, I'd better do my job with all my heart.

After the busy harvest season, the next highlight is washing the flour. After washing, drying and sending it to all parts of the country.

Yu Niang, now his right-hand man, came over with the account book, looking worried. "Chief Wei, we've received reports from Fujian that they've been robbed a few times. Should we send more people over to take a look?"