"I am not worthy of such a great gift from Mr. Cui." Su Ziji said politely.
Cui Zhaoquan smiled bitterly: "Cui does not know the identity of the Duke of the Republic of China and has offended many people. Why don't you dare to accept this gift?"
"It's all in the past. Besides, Mr. Cui has already explained to me before. When we returned from the southwest, you and I had a very happy conversation. Today, Mr. Cui suddenly apologized again. Isn't this unnecessary? Furthermore, you
As I said just now, you didn’t know my identity before, and those who don’t know are not guilty.”
"This is not the place to talk. Why don't you, Mr. Cui, follow me there?" Su Ziji said, motioning Cui Zhaoquan to go with him to the corridor beside the road to talk.
Cui Zhaoquan also felt that it was indecent for them to stand here blocking the road and talk here, so he agreed.
When they arrived at the corridor beside the road, Su Ziji didn't waste any time and said directly to Cui Zhaoquan: "Master Cui, actually I am just going to ask for a favor from you."
Cui Zhaoquan was surprised when he heard this.
According to the Daxu system, Wang Chaopin, the Duke is equivalent to the first grade, and the Hou is equivalent to the second grade. Dai Guogong is now different from what it used to be. His status has directly risen to the point where Cui Zhaoquan can only look up to him. Under such circumstances, today Dai Guogong
Why do you need to ask for favors from yourself?
Could it be that he wants to win over himself?
Although Cui Zhaoquan was a little surprised by Duke Dai's actions, he had learned from the past experiences of King Qi and Duan Yan, and he did not believe that a smart man like Duke Dai would do such a stupid thing.
The thought flashed across his mind, and Cui Zhaoquan said to Su Ziji: "Duke, if you have anything you need to give me, just say it. If you can help, I dare not refuse."
This is a very measured statement. To understand it the other way round, it means that if I can’t help, then I will definitely refuse.
How could Su Ziji not know these thoughts?
Anyway, he didn't intend to do anything extraordinary under the emperor's eyes. He just smiled and said: "The emperor has decreed that I should observe the government, but I have only been a county magistrate for a few months and I don't even know much about government affairs.
I can't even call them four words. If I were to learn from you, just like you just now, and just use false etiquette, I wouldn't learn anything and I would be just a stranger."
"Besides, I watch politics, and etiquette alone is actually troublesome. I know that all of you are busy with work, why don't you just give me a piece of advice every day from now on?"
Although Cui Zhaoquan's rank has not increased since his last mission, he is still a cabinet minister. Hearing this, he was secretly relieved.
It turned out to be for this matter. He looked at the young man in front of him and thought to himself: "There is nothing wrong with this. Originally, the emperor ordered Duke Dai to observe the government and consult the cabinet. The cabinet cannot ignore Duke Dai.
, teaching must be taught.”
"But how to teach? In fact, everyone has no rules and regulations, and it is completely fooled. But if you teach seriously, who knows whether the emperor will think that he is leaning against Dai Guogong? If he is considered to be a party to Dai Guogong, then that is
The problem is huge.”
"I also offended the two kings of Qi and Shu."
"It's very appropriate and easy to give advice on one draft plan a day. Then everyone can just deal with it casually."
Because the two of them had just started talking, Cui Zhaoquan was both joking and testing him, so he asked with a smile: "What can I do in return for that?"
Unexpectedly, Su Ziji was already prepared and took out a scroll: "Master Cui, what do you think of this?"
As he spoke, he unfolded it.
Under the morning light, this painting clearly caught Cui Zhaoquan's eyes, with small bridges, flowing water, and hazy mist and rain. Such a painting seemed to have incorporated the charm of a water town into the painting, giving it an aura.
He also mentioned a poem, and Cui Zhaoquan couldn't help but recite it aloud:
"Shui Xiu Shan's green eyebrows are far and wide. When I return home, I lean against the small pavilion window."
"The spring breeze does not understand the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but looks at the rain alley with a smile and looks for tourists to taste it."
"What a poem!" This poem really matches this painting, fully revealing the beauty of the rain lane.
The painting alone, although good, is not so good as to be perfect, but when paired with poetry and the calligraphy is so good, the combination of the three makes it perfect.
Next to the paintings and poems, there is a seal, which is the private seal of Duke Dai - Changchun Sanren!
Su Ziji smiled: "How about one card for a month?"
Dai Guogong's poems have long been popular in the capital. Not only the circle of noble ladies like them, but also scholars are impressed and like to collect authentic works.
And the paintings of this generation of Duke are not inferior to the poems. The paintings match the poems, and they also have the seal of the Duke of Dai. With one piece of work like this every month, in a few months, Mr. Ge can at least make it one by one.
This is certainly a good "reward" for the pavilion elder who is happy to see the hunter.
Moreover, once such an elegant business is done, everyone can distance themselves from each other after the teaching.
Although Cui Zhaoquan is the Minister of the Ministry of War, he was born as a scholar in the orthodox imperial examination. His talent is not unrealistic. He naturally knows the goods. After unfolding it and looking at it carefully, he felt itchy in his heart. He wanted to take this painting home immediately. Unfortunately, he just came to work today.
Can't do this.
Somewhat reluctantly, he put the painting back on the scroll. Seeing Mr. Dai Guogong smiling and waiting for his answer, Cui Zhaoquan said: "Of course, I can use Mr. Dai's poems, calligraphy and paintings. Cui thought that not many people can refuse such a gift."
proposal."
Not only is it possible, but it is so good that those old guys would be happy to receive a painting and give some advice to Duke Dai.
After all, even if they don't come up with the painting, the matter will still fall on them, and they have to help. Now they can give favors and get benefits at the same time. There is still the benefit of being so elegant and there will be no subsequent trouble, even if it is passed down by then.
It's no big deal after we go out, so everyone is naturally happy to accept it.
Su Ziji was not surprised that Cui Zhaoquan agreed. He smiled and said, "Then I will go check out the place first and wait half an hour before coming back to pay homage to your lords."
With that said, he left first.
Not far away, there was an eunuch standing waiting for someone. Apparently, he came to see Duke Dai.
Cui Zhaoquan stood there, watching Su Ziji go away. He shook his head with a smile, looked at the scroll in his hand, and walked towards the cabinet.
According to the rules of the Great Zheng Dynasty, the cabinet is not full every day. After all, those who can join the cabinet are usually first-, second-, and third-rank officials. Who is not the chief official in each yamen?
Unless there is a special day when we need to gather to discuss matters, there are usually two or three people staying behind, taking turns taking turns.
Today is a rare day for everyone to gather together. They work here in the morning, and most of them go back to their respective yamen in the afternoon to attend to the directors. When Cui Zhaoquan brought Su Ziji's paintings to the cabinet, there were already several cabinet ministers busy inside.
There were petty officials here to help, so Cui Zhaoquan didn't use their help to open the curtain, but he opened the thick curtain to block the cold wind. Suddenly, a wave of hot air rushed towards him, and there was also a faint fragrance of tea.
In the small room, several cabinet ministers were sitting at their desks, reviewing the memorials. Cui Zhaoquan came in without attracting any attention. Everyone came and went, and every time they came in, everyone had to look up to see who they were.
Whoa, this really reduces work efficiency, and after a year, there is already a small backlog of memorials. They don't want to waste time here, or even go back to work overtime, and everyone is immersed in work.