If the nobles were not granted official positions, then they could receive a salary every month, and not many nobles would rely on this salary to support the many slaves in the house, to have personal contacts, and to maintain due pomp, and this salary was not enough for these expenses.
The noble is a symbol of identity, with a title, become a noble, that is, a noble, a privileged class, and a high existence.
This identity, for the general public, is unattainable, and no matter how much you look up, you can't look up to it.
However, the nobles are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the natural status of the holy grace is higher, at this time, Cheng Mo, although he is only a liege, one level lower than the Duke of Guo, but he is a celebrity in front of the emperor, and he is the prime minister of the dynasty, and the Duke of Anguo has a higher title than him, but he can only accompany the smiling face and look at his eyes.
In the middle of the public hall against the wall, there is a picture of eight landscape screens, Cheng Mo's official hat chair is placed in front of the screen, and further forward, is a sandalwood desk two zhang long, three feet two wide, two stacks of folds on the left and right sides of the desk, in the middle is a small tandoor where the charcoal fire is burning, a ceramic handle pot on the small tandoor, the water has not yet boiled, and a trace of white smoke comes out of the spout.
On the other side of the desk were placed two official hat chairs, and An Guogong sat on one of them.
In addition to the screen behind Cheng Mo, such furnishings are quite similar to modern offices, which were specially ordered by Cheng Mo after he took office.
"Prime Minister, Twelve Lang has always been good with you, and he is your subordinate, you see" An Guogong laughed with him, just after the beginning, the elm tree came in with two plates of snacks, the eldest lady specially ordered, his own Ah Lang rushed to the morning court, and he must be hungry after the dispersal of the court, he went to the office of the princess, and it was time to have a snack.
Cheng Mo greeted: "This snack is made by the chef in my house early in the morning, and it was still hot when I went out, it was very fresh, An Guogong should try it." ” An Guogong's smile stiffened, did I eat less of the dim sum in your house Cheng Mo ate a piece of dim sew, the water of the beam pot was also boiling, he wiped his hands, made tea in the pot, drank a cup of hot tea, and ate another piece of dim sum, it seemed that he had food in his stomach, he was in a good mood, leaned back in the chair, and said, "What did An Guogong say just now?"
An Guogong was angry in his heart, and he really couldn't say a word at this time.
Cheng Mo waited for a while, and when he saw that he was silent, he called Yushu: "Why hasn't Twelve Lang come back yet, send someone to take a look, if he is really busy, let him quickly put down the work at hand and rush over immediately." ” "Prime Minister, Twelve Lang" An Guogong was just about to explain why Zhang Qing didn't come to see him, and turned to the main topic of the important official, but saw that the elm tree answered, and ran out like a fly.
Cheng Mo seemed to have just found out that An Guogong's tea had not been drunk, and said enthusiastically: "This tea is rewarded by His Majesty, the tea is mellow, the tea soup is clear, it is a rare good product, if An Guogong is not here, I am reluctant to take it out for hospitality, An Guogong drink it quickly and see how it goes." ” What does it matter whether the tea is good or bad, the important thing is the official position, which is the real power.
An Guogong was about to cry, his son's future was in the hands of others, he didn't have a seizure, nor did he laugh, he had to bow his knees in a low voice, thinking that people basically didn't listen to him just now, his heart was blocked, and he didn't want to.
The two of them didn't say anything for a while, but there was an intermittent sound of talking at the door, but it was He Yang and the others who learned that the official of the examination department had been decided, and made an appointment to plead with Cheng Mo.
Such a fat messenger, they got the moon before the water building, how could they not hold on tightly They were told at the door that Cheng Mo had a guest, so they waited outside.
At the end of the three-day period, Tang Qian didn't dare to delay, and rushed to work with an injury, and was also waiting outside at this time.
He Yang and the others were concerned about his condition, asked a few words, and then talked about the newly established examination department.
An Guogong thought that Cheng Mo sent someone to find Zhang Qing in the workshop outside the city, but he couldn't sit still anymore, and reluctantly smiled: "The prime minister forgives his sins, he drank too much water when he came, and he was anxious." ” Cheng Mo smiled faintly and said: "Uncle is too polite, the relationship between you and me is extraordinary, isn't it just going to the toilet, how can there be so much to say Changfeng, An Guogong came here for the first time, I don't know where the toilet is, you lead the way." ” At the door, Changfeng agreed, came in and saluted: "Guogong, please go with the slaves." ” An Guogong smiled dryly: "Don't dare to worry about Prime Minister Lao, I'll just find it myself." ” Changfeng still maintained a saluting posture and said, "The adults are working, it is really not appropriate to walk around, An Guogong quickly follow the slaves." ” You want to look around, but people won't let you.
An Guogong had no choice but to go out with Changfeng, Baiyi was waiting under the corridor, when he went out, he gave Baiyi a look, Baiyi understood, raised his legs and followed.
As soon as he went out, a sneer appeared on Cheng Mo's face, if Zhang Qing was waiting here in the morning, he would still have to ask An Guogong about his intentions, now Zhang Qing is nowhere to be seen, but An Guogong is here, does he still need to ask An Guogong came back, but Baiyi got out of the office, turned over on his horse, and went away in a hurry.
"Ah, the prime minister is really busy."
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a book spread out in front of Cheng Mo, and he was fascinated, so he hurriedly spoke, stretching his neck to look, but unfortunately the desk was too wide, and he hadn't seen what was written on it clearly, Cheng Mo had already "snapped" and closed it.
"An Guogong, sit down."
Cheng Mo refilled the pot and continued to make tea.
"Although the prime minister deals with official documents, the old man has nothing to do."
An Guogong smiled, the bitterness in his heart, in the end, he was a young man, once he was in a high position, he would look down on him, and he would lose a "uncle" on weekdays. ” Cheng Mo smiled: "I just took over government affairs, and there are no important documents. ” Not really.
If a country is compared to a company, the emperor is the chairman, and the prime minister is the general manager, and now Liu Xun, the chairman, has delegated power and handed over the major affairs of the national economy and people's livelihood to Cheng Mo, the general manager But no matter how urgent the matter is, he will put it aside for a while, and he has to see how long An Guogong can pretend, which can be regarded as Cheng Mo's bad taste.
An Guogong couldn't laugh anymore.
The faint sound of speech outside, he listened to it in his ears, and the folds piled high in front of him, he saw it in his eyes, such a situation, and said that there was no important official business, that was a liar.
Cheng Mo has learned to lie, or rather, he has been lying.
The old friendship is still there An Guogong lowered his head and groaned, not paying attention to the strange look that flashed in Cheng Mo's eyes.
After drinking the tea, Cheng Mo wanted to change the tea, An Guogong hurriedly dissuaded him and said, "I'll leave." ” If you don't leave, you will offend all the people who are waiting outside.
"What's the hurry, it's still early."
Cheng Mo smiled and said, "I still have the tea sent by my father-in-law here, I just brought it yesterday, and I haven't drunk it yet, let's try it together." ” I still want to drink, An Guogong's old face has become a bun face.
Fortunately, he didn't have time to excuse himself, and Wukong came. t1706231537: