Salembonelli Solom gazed at the bronze vase in front of him on a table, with a fake flower in it, the stems and leaves of which were made of pure gold, and the flower was dyed with a beautiful silver leaf with bright red rose juice, the craftsman had colored it with the best technique, and the stamen was inlaid with a red gem.
"It's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's beautiful."
Salembonelli gently picked up a magnifying glass, after the magnifying glass, his eyes were extraordinarily large, walked around the platform, carefully observed the artwork in front of him from all angles, and then when he dropped the magnifying glass, his expression was relaxed: "Very good, I want it, what price" Standing in the room, a chubby man was obviously a little restrained, although he was the owner of the largest jewelry store in Yanjing, but at this moment his expression was full of respect and seniority, one hand pressed on his heart, lowered his head, and the words of praise soon flowed out of his mouth: "Oh, my respected lord, sure enough, it is still your discerning torch This is a good thing I got from the East last year, look at the pattern on this bronze, this is a totem that belongs to an ancient dynasty that has become extinct, I have asked several heraldic experts to identify that the history of this thing is at least 4,000 years, and the pattern of the totem fully shows that the first owner of this vase was an ancient king with noble blood.
Moreover, based on a large number of references, I can have ample evidence that the owners of this vase have been either rich or noble throughout the ages."
Speaking of this, the chubby jeweller wiped the sweat from his forehead and said cautiously: "The only flaw is that there is a small notch on the left lug of the bottle, but please don't mind, this notch proves its ancient history and value to some extent."
You see, such a good thing."
"Quote your price."
Salembonili's expression was very indifferent, he took a silk scarf and gently wiped the magnifying glass, frowned, and said, "You should know that my time is very valuable, so, don't waste it" "Ten thousand gold coins."
The jeweler quoted a number.
Salumbonelli's brow tightened even tighter, and a mocking smile flashed in his eyes: "Mr.
Ten Thousand Gold Coins, I think you should know very well that the real value of this thing is more than five times the number you quoted.
Do you want to bribe me?"
The sweat on the jeweler's forehead was even more, and the fat on his smiling face was squeezed into a ball: "My lord, I don't dare to think like that.
But you know that the real good things should be in the hands of people who know the goods, and this is a truth in the collecting world. ” "Again, my time is precious."
Salumbonelli snorted.
At last the jeweller did not dare to beat around the bush any longer, and hastened to say, "It is so, I opened a jewel shop last month, but the Countess of Lendorf ordered a diamond necklace from me, and one of my stupid servants made some mistakes, in short, I could not deliver the necklace on time."
The Earl seemed to be very dissatisfied with my proposed compensation plan, and he asked me to take out 30% of the shares of the shop as compensation, which I think is too high for a diamond necklace, so" "So you came to ask for my help with this bronze vase," Salembonili smiled contemptuously, "But the version of the story I heard seems to be a little different, I heard that the Countess gave you some materials and asked you to order a necklace, and the materials handed to you include a precious water orchid, which was a gift from a magician to the countess, and you lost it, or you didn't lose it, but you swallowed it privately."
The jewel merchant coughed twice: "My lord, I am a trustworthy merchant, and one of my damned servants lost something, and I have punished that fellow severely, but the Earl will not forgive me."
"Okay."
Salembonili sighed: "I don't want to know the true version of the story, Count Lendorf, I'll go and talk to him."
As he spoke, he picked up the vase in his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and then suddenly smiled: "I want this vase, just according to what you said, 10,000 gold coins, by the way, do you receive installments You know, I am not a corrupt official, my salary is limited." ” "All collectors know your virtues."
The jeweler quickly praised: "Of course there is no problem with installments" He immediately took out a few documents from his arms and put them on the table with a respectful gesture: "Here are the documents, all the experts who have identified this vase have signed their names below to prove the value of this thing, and then, finally, this is your document, as long as you sign your name below, then you can legally own this collection." ” The jeweller didn't even mention the details of the payment.
A new name was soon signed on the paper, of course, not Salumbonelli himself, but the name of his butler.
As if relieved, the jeweller let out a long sigh of relief, then took his leave, and as the servant brought his coat and hat, the jeweller grabbed the hat and motioned to bend down at his chest: "Thank you very much, and praise you for your vision, Lord Chancellor, you are a very good collector. ” With that, the merchant took his leave and left.
The Prime Minister, that's right, Salenbonili Solom, the current Prime Minister of the Byzantine Empire.
The Prime Minister of the Empire just celebrated his sixty-third birthday yesterday.
He was born into a famous family, and the surname "Sorom" was also a first-class wealthy family in the Byzantine Empire, and he was the sixth prime minister in the history of this family.
Unfortunately, Salumbonelli is perhaps the most embarrassing of the six prime ministers in the history of the Sorom family.
No, even looking at the entire history of the Byzantine Empire, he is somewhat nominal as the prime minister.
"Superfluous Sapo", this is a folk joking name for the imperial prime minister.
In fact, the Prime Minister himself is very aware of his nickname, and he also knows that many nobles always like to use this nickname when they mention themselves behind their backs.
The adjective "superfluous" is a very accurate description of the Prime Minister's situation.
Everyone knows that the current emperor of the empire, His Majesty Kantos, is a strong and very stubborn guy, and most importantly, in his early career, he was an emperor who was inclined to martial arts, and he was never close enough to civil officials.
Therefore, among the upper bureaucrats of the empire, those young young eagle generals or eagle military officials are more likely to be appreciated by His Majesty.
Of course, this is not the most important reason.
The prime minister of an empire often needs to fill in the gaps for the emperor, contribute wisdom to His Majesty, and help the emperor govern the empire, but it is clear that there are already people around the Emperor Kantos who have taken on these tasks instead of the prime minister.
That guy is obviously a Bai Ding who has no official position and no title, but he has the trust of the emperor more than any prime minister in history, and almost every major decision of the emperor about the empire has that person in it.
That guy had almost snatched all the power of the prime minister, but the real prime minister, Salemponili, could do nothing about it.
Because that person is a guy that no one in the entire Yanjing dares to provoke.
Cavishir It is precisely with the existence of this emperor's most trusted guy that Sarunbonili, the prime minister, is redundant.
Although the emperor didn't hate him, he definitely didn't trust him much.
The emperor would not ask for his views and opinions when faced with major issues, and everyone knew that almost all the major decisions concerning the state, this Lord Salembonili did not seem to have participated in them.
All the decisions were made in the small study room in the palace, and they were decided directly after being discussed by His Majesty and Cavishir.
Salumbonelli, the only role of his existence, is to appear at some major ceremonies, wearing the title of prime minister.
As for the regular work, the emperor will leave the decisions he has discussed with Cavishir to him to complete Yes, he has no decision-making power, not even the power to make suggestions, he just needs to be an obedient echo worm, and then do everything as good as possible.
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It is conceivable that such a prime minister is undoubtedly very humiliating and undignified.
In the history of the Empire, there has never been a ruler more cowardly than Salumbonelli.
He is the Prime Minister of the Empire, but in fact, the chief ministers of the ministries actually don't take this guy very seriously, and they are respectful on the surface, but contemptuous behind them.
Salemponili had spent all these years in such a strange situation, he had never fought for himself, he had never tried to reclaim his rightful position, and he seemed content to wear the title of "Prime Minister" as the most famous mascot of an empire.
Of course, in the midst of all this contempt, it is strange that the only person who has shown enough respect to Salembonili over the years is true respect, not the kind of masculinity and disobedience, and the only person who has shown this respect to him both in front of and after him should be Sarembonili's greatest enemy: Cavihill Cavishir once said that Sarunbonelli was the wisest of all the officials of the empire he knew.
We can interpret this sentence as a kind of sympathetic praise of the victor to the loser, but is it really the case?
There may be a detail that everyone overlooks Salumbonelli is sixty-three years old, but in fact, he has been in the position of prime minister for twenty-two years He has been prime minister for twenty-two years This time is the longest reign of the six prime ministers in the history of the Solom family Even in the twenty-two years of the history of the entire Byzantine Empire, the world can also rank second in terms of the reign of all the prime ministers of the empire At the top of the list was an ancient prime minister, who reigned for twenty-five years.
However, we can believe that with the age of Lord Salembonili and his current level of health, and the fact that he continues to be in such a desireless state, he may have a good chance of breaking this record in the future.
What is even more surprising is that in twenty-two years, he has never had a single conflict with Cavihill, and Salembonili has never expressed any obvious hostility to this guy who has robbed him of all his power.
No, of course he and Cavishir weren't friends.
Guy like Cavihill doesn't have any friends.
However, for a long time, the Prime Minister showed no resistance to Kavehill's various actions.
In fact, twenty-two years ago, after the death of the previous Prime Minister, His Majesty the Emperor chose Salembonili, who was only forty-one years old at the time, as the new Prime Minister for three reasons.
First, he comes from the Solom family, and his background and seniority are sufficient for this position.
The second reason is that the Solom family has always been at odds with the imperial party, and Salembonili is not picky when it comes to loyalty.
As for the third reason, it is simpler and more obvious.
Because he is obedient enough The emperor is a tough man, and his modesty will only be shown in front of Kavihir, so the emperor does not need a prime minister and does not need a "real prime minister".
Then, the obedient Salon Bonili is the most suitable person.
In fact, for 22 years, he has played the role of this mascot very well, and he usually does not make any suggestions at any major state meeting, nor does he compete for any attention.
His greatest hobby in life is collecting all kinds of cultural relics and antiques.
Because of his "obedience" and cooperation, although the emperor did not rely on and trust him enough, he gave him enough indulgence and tolerance.
Therefore, Salembonili occasionally used his position to make some oil and water, or accept some bribes, and the emperor hardly blamed him.
On the one hand, the emperor did not rely on him, only needed him to play the role of a prime minister.
On the other hand, in addition to major state resolutions, in some other small affairs, the emperor almost responded to his requests, showing indulgence and collecting antiques and cultural relics, this hobby, but very expensive.
Sending off the great jeweller, Salembonili was served by the servant into a comfortable loose robe, and then his butler, an old servant who had followed him for forty years, sent a gift list.
This is when the Prime Minister celebrated his birthday yesterday, and he received all the gifts.
"What an irony, my dear butler, isn't it," Salembonili took the gift slip and looked at it, and enclosed it were congratulatory letters, each one full of enthusiastic rhetoric, God knows, and the men who wrote them, these nobles, called themselves "superfluous" prime ministers behind their backs.
The butler did not speak, but silently handed over the letters one by one to the prime minister for the prime minister's attention: according to etiquette, the prime minister should select some people who he thinks are important and worthy of his attention among these congratulatory letters, and write a letter of thanks in his own handwriting, which is an important etiquette among the high nobles.
"No, my butler, I'm not talking about me ironically, but it's not what these guys say about me behind my back."
Salembonili pursed his lips, his teeth were still intact despite being sixty-three years old, and he smiled strangely: "I know very well what these guys are talking about me behind my back, I know all about it."
Hmph, that superfluous fellow, that prime minister who can't speak, that prime minister who only makes money, who only sits at home to mediate disputes between jewelers and small nobles, do they think I don't know?
But I don't care about that, my dear butler, I don't care at all. ” When the Prime Minister said this, he took out one of the letters, his eyes changed slightly, and when he saw the signature on the envelope, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What I mean by irony is that an old man of my age is really not a thing to celebrate.
Isn't it true that I'm sixty-three years old, and the last time I lived, I was a year older, and I was one step closer to death, and God knows why everyone thinks it's something to celebrate.
Do you celebrate that you are one step closer to death, or do you celebrate that your life is one year less?"
But when it came to this, the Prime Minister still smiled: "Look, there are still people who understand what I mean, look at how this letter is written, it is not a frivolous congratulations, nor a mockery of pretending to be respectful, ah, I feel sad to look at the above words in this frustrating day."
I know it's frustrating to see the time of your life go by, but I hope you have a good time in the rest of your life.
Haha, what a congratulatory message.
It seems that there are not no smart people in this world. ” The Prime Minister held the letter, and the smile on his face gradually deepened: "The following signature is Oh, honorable Mr.
Cavishir.
Hah" The Prime Minister seemed to be in a good mood, and at once he took up a pen and wrote a letter of thanks in reply, which was just as short, and equally strange, and out of place.
"Dear Mr.
Cavishir, thank you for your letter of congratulations, and I want to say: I still don't like you guy" After signing his name, the Prime Minister handed the letter to the butler: "Send someone to send it over, now, immediately, immediately." ” The butler did not ask any questions, and in fact his surname was the same as that of the Prime Minister: he never seemed to argue about anything.
The servant of the house sent the letter, and in less than an hour, he actually brought back a reply from Cavihill.
The content of the reply from the Cavishel was even simpler, as simple as one sentence: "Honorable Prime Minister, so am I."
To be continued 〗Hanyu Pinyin "" is simple and easy to remember: