Chapter 133 Xiaoge Lao Cai Lao Liu who was hinted by Cai Xiang as his successor
Chapter 133 Xiaoge Lao Cai Laoliu, who was hinted by Cai Xiang as his successor (5th update, please subscribe and vote)
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Chapter 133 Xiaoge Lao Cai Laoliu, who was hinted by Cai Xiang as his successor (5th update, please subscribe and vote)
Cai Laoliu squinted his eyes and looked at this senior brother who was coughing while talking.
I always felt that there was something wrong with what he said. After reviewing it carefully, I couldn't find anything wrong.
Forget it, don't argue with him. Cai Laoliu, who was in a bad mood at the moment, couldn't help but groan.
"It's hard work, haha...Senior brother, you live in peace and quiet. If others see you, they will call you Gao Sheren. But what if they see me?"
"..." Gao Zhang looked at Cai Laoliu, who was full of sorrow and anger, and seriously thought of Cai Laoliu's title.
What's his name? Secretary Cai? Looking at his fat and cute look, how can he have any secretarial talent?
With such a fat head and big ears, wearing black stockings will make people's eyes irritate, okay?
Seeing Gao Zhang and Na Tong Zhisheng both looking confused and embarrassed.
Cai Laoliu couldn't help but sighed and fell back, slumping there with a very salty attitude.
"Missing me, the Qilin son of the Cai family, everything has been going wrong since this year. Even the official position I was awarded sounds awkward..."
Hearing Cai Laoliu's chatter about how unhappy his life was. As a senior, Gao Zhang naturally did not want to see this junior continue to sink.
"Secretary saves the spelling and reads in the secret pavilion... the secret pavilion... the secret pavilion..."
Cai Laoliu looked expectantly at the senior brother who had his chin in his hand and was racking his brains to give himself a new nickname.
Then I heard Tong Zhisheng slapped his leg with a big hand next to him, and pointed directly at him with his finger raised.
"How about calling it Cai Mi Pavilion?"
"Cai Mi Pavilion? Huh... there's something."
Cai Laoliu's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that this vulgar warrior could actually think of such a nice name. It was a hundred times better than Cai Zhengzi, Cai Dushu, and Cai Secretary.
Tong Zhisheng's shout also gave Gao Zhang great inspiration.
"It makes sense, but, senior brother, I feel that such a title may easily conflict with the titles of the officials who will teach in the Secret Pavilion at that time.
Maybe your father will punish you again on the pretext that you don't respect your teacher."
Hearing his senior brother's analysis, Cai Laoliu couldn't help but nod his head in agreement.
"Yes, my father must be looking for an excuse to deal with me. So, senior brother, what do you think we should do?"
Facing Cai Laoliu's expectant gaze, Gao Zhang touched his chin.
"How about I call you Xiaomi Pavilion?"
"Little Secret Pavilion?"
"Yes, it's just right to distinguish yourself from the officials who teach in the secret pavilion, and it can make you stand out."
"What's more, after you study there for a few more years, you can completely change the title of this little secret pavilion to Xiao Ge Lao."
"When it sounds like this, I instantly feel that it's of the highest quality. How good is it?"
"Xiaoge Lao, hey, the Sa family also thinks this title is quite lofty. Why don't you just call Xiaoge Lao or Cai Ge Lao."
"What Brother Zhisheng said is absolutely true. Junior brother, I also think Ge Lao sounds better than Mi Ge.
When others hear Ge Lao, they will definitely think that you are an old and prudent person, and if you add a small character in front of it, it just means that you are young."
Tong Zhisheng was just making noise, but Gao Zhang really hoped to boost Cai Laoliu's morale.
Lu Qian, who was staying low-key outside the house with Fu An, heard the three young people talking nonsense inside the house.
I really heard that my eyes were straightened and my face was filled with black lines. As I listened helplessly, Cai Laoliu inside started to feel sluggish at first, and then he started to be arrogant and unruly. Even his laughter seemed extra arrogant and domineering.
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Lu Qian rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and secretly sighed in his heart. Fortunately, this Cai Laoliu was Cai Xiang's beloved son.
If an ordinary official's son dared to act so mindlessly, what would happen to him, tsk tsk...
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Early the next morning, Cai Laoliu walked confidently towards the secret pavilion of the Secretariat Department.
The green robe he was wearing, coupled with his short stature, made him look particularly eye-catching in front of a group of elegant secretaries and adults.
But almost everyone has received the news that the fat and short sixth son of the Cai family will study in this secret pavilion.
So even if everyone thinks that the sixth son of the Cai family is funny, they definitely don't dare to laugh and ridicule him in person.
Although this little fat man can't do anything to them, the question is who gave him a good father named Cai Jing?
When the little fat man arrived at the Secretary's Office, a Secretary Wang Shaojian with gray hair and elegant temperament came up to Cai Laoliu.
"Is the person here Cai Liulang?"
"Yes, it's me. But sir, since this is the official office, we'd better refer to each other as officials."
"It's not impossible that you can just call Cai Mr. Xiaoge."
"???" Wang Shaojian, who had received instructions from Prime Minister Cai and was well-read in poetry and books, immediately told Cai Laoliu to stop him.
Mr. Xiaoge? What kind of ridiculous title is this? A little kid like you actually wants to be called Mr. Ge?
You should know that in the former Tang Dynasty, the senior member of the Zhongshu Province was the cabinet elder, who was in charge of the affairs of the Zhongshu Province and exercised the power of the prime minister.
But then, Young Supervisor Wang suddenly stiffened his face, and suddenly showed an expression of realization. So...
I had heard before that Cai Liulang was called the Qilinzi of Cai Mansion, so I think Prime Minister Cai must have recognized Liulang's intelligence.
I hope he can inherit the political legacy of Prime Minister Cai and aspire to be the prime minister of the Song Dynasty like him in the future.
The problem is, of course, such expectations cannot be stated clearly.
So I found a private title from the previous dynasty to encourage Qi Liulang to study hard in the secret pavilion and strive to become a talent as soon as possible.
Therefore, you will be called Xiao Ge Lao.
Wang Shaojian, who had understood this point, naturally did not dare to neglect, and bowed respectfully to Cai Liulang.
"In this case, Mr. Wang, the Secretary Provincial Young Superintendent, has met Mr. Xiaoge. Today is the first time that Mr. Xiaoge comes to study in Secret Pavilion.
The great scholar who teaches Mr. Xiaoge to study has not arrived yet. Why don't I lead Mr. Xiaoge to walk around so that he can get to know these colleagues from the Secretariat Department? "What do you think of Mr. Xiaoge?"
Seeing that this young eunuch Wang opened and closed his mouth, calling himself Mr. Xiaoge, his expression and tone seemed so humble.
This made Cai Laoliu, who was confused at the beginning, gradually turned into secretly happy.
Sure enough, sometimes just a change of title can bring a strong sense of pleasure to people.
This made Cai Laoliu couldn't help but give his senior brother Gao Zhang a silent thumbs up.
Although this vicious and ruthless senior brother has many bad qualities, his love for his junior brother is obvious to all.
Forget it, look at how hard he worked so hard to come up with such a noble official title for himself.
Cai Laoliu, who was unruly and confident, felt that this was some compensation given to him by his senior brother who recognized him as his senior brother.
Soon, nearly a hundred officials from all over the Secretariat Province knew that Cai Laoliu, the old man from the small pavilion, who was hinted by Prime Minister Cai as his successor, was studying in the secret pavilion.
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