There were many official positions in the Song Dynasty, really many.
However, the number of officials who are actually on the job and have serious things to do is probably less than one-tenth of the total!
Since Emperor Taizu released his military power after drinking wine, the number of court officials has been increasing every year.
No way - form over content.
As for the position of 'Advisor', to put it bluntly, he is the little follower beside the emperor.
On weekdays, he advised and reminded the emperor what he could and could not do.
By the way, let me tell the emperor about what happened outside and what the minister said about him recently...
This kind of position cannot be judged by grade at all.
A seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, let alone an emperor!
"You're going to be an official now?"
Cao An fiddled with the imperial edict in his hand, trying to see what material it was made of and whether there was any gold thread mixed in it...
"Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir!"
Chang Chun and others congratulated one after another.
Arhat smiled even more happily and said proudly: "Now that Lang Jun is an official, let's see who will dare to cause trouble for our Cao Chamber of Commerce in the future! Just like Jia Changjun, I can't beat him to death!"
"Shut up, you."
Cao An rolled his eyes at him and said: "When we were gangsters, what else could we do? Now that we are officials, countless pairs of eyes are staring at you... Tell me, whoever dares to cause trouble for me, don't blame someone for being ruthless. !”
"yes!"
Arhat suddenly understood and nodded hurriedly.
…
The news that Cao An became an official soon spread throughout Bianhe Street.
It didn't take long for the Cao Chamber of Commerce to receive a large number of guests who came to congratulate them.
There has always been a natural chasm between the people and officials!
When the gap between the two sides is too great, it will be beyond the power of manpower to contend...
So they had no choice but to keep their heads down and rush up to please them, even if they didn't need them, they still had to look familiar.
Cao An had no intention of arguing with them, so he found an excuse and went out.
Wanyue Tower.
As soon as Cao An entered the door.
Li Yougui trotted out to greet him, laughing loudly and saying, "Hey, isn't this Cao Sijian? Come on, come on! Come on, show Mr. Cao some tea!"
"Old Li..."
Cao An frowned slightly: "It's okay if other people are joking, but why are you doing this? You said something ugly earlier... There are a lot of people who see this joke nowadays, so don't let others take advantage of you."
Some people like it, some people hate it!
I hate people who are poor and hate people who are rich!
This is an eternal truth...
Why can you, Cao An, be an official?
Aren't you just a scoundrel with a lot of money?
"I know, I know."
Li Yougui smiled and nodded, then lowered his voice: "But sometimes, you have to be more public! Otherwise, those people will think that you are an official and they won't dare to open your mouth..."
"Okay, I have something serious to do."
Cao An waved his hand and changed the topic: "Take three thousand guan from the account, someone will use it."
"Okay, it's not a big deal."
Li Yougui immediately asked the accountant to go to the back to withdraw money.
Cao An was very satisfied with this attitude and felt comfortable. He smiled and said, "Why don't you ask me, what did I do with the money?"
"Hey, this Moon Building is yours. If you want to use it, just take it..."
Li Yougui smiled nonchalantly: "I understand now! Some people are born to lead horses and pedal, just like... Wan Yue Tower needs to be supported by you, otherwise I am nothing."
This is considered a compliment, but it is also true.
Cao An smiled noncommittally and continued: "In addition, find a few more carts and load all the money on them. Don't use bags, just put them on the carts."
"Just like last time?"
Li Yougui thought of what Cao An looked like when he first came to Bianhe Street...
A dry young man swaggering through the market with a lot of copper coins in his arms has become a legend on Bianhe Street!
Soon, the three thousand copper coins were counted.
Three whole cars!
The copper coins were piled up like a hill and placed naked on the cart.
Arhat sighed subconsciously: "With so much money, I'm afraid it could kill someone, right?"
"Mr. Lang, what are you..."
Chang Chun's eyes widened when he saw it, and he couldn't help but persuade: "You have just become an official, and you are so arrogant. I'm afraid you will attract criticism."
"This matter needs to be high-profile."
Cao An laughed, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.
Then, he smiled at Jian Yuerong and said: "I will go to Futian Courtyard with you later and donate all the money in your name. Also, come... I will tell you..."
The two went to the back hall, and no one knew what they were studying.
But when she came out, Jian Yuerong's expression was obviously unnatural.
"Lang Jun, is this okay?"
With worry on her face, she gently held Cao An's arm and whispered: "Although I don't know how to be an official, I also know that this matter may cause trouble. That's the prime minister!"
Zaifu cherishes his reputation the most, but you do this...
Lao Lu will go crazy.
"Whoever he is!"
Cao An snorted coldly: "He took advantage of Mr. Fan, and I will get it back in full! Otherwise, those people will think that Mr. Fan is easy to bully, and no one will dare to pinch him!"
…
Three 'money carts' walked slowly on Bianhe Street.
The people around were instantly detonated.
Countless pedestrians stopped, staring directly at the three carts of money, all living things!
Some outsiders who didn't know what was going on were shocked.
"What are you going to do with so much money?"
"Who is that young man? He is so arrogant! Is he the yamen of a powerful family? Aren't you afraid of criticism for his behavior?"
"I heard people say before that money will fall in this place in Bianliang whenever it rains. It's true!"
"I have never seen so much money in my life. Bianliang is indeed a good place..."
When a local heard this, he immediately smiled arrogantly and said: "This is Cao An, Cao Langjun! Who doesn't know about Bianhe Street? Did you see the Moon Tower in front? That is Cao Langjun's property. Make money every day!"
Outsiders expressed surprise.
"besides……"
The man was even more proud, as if he had a great relationship with Cao An, with an expression of pride.
Then he said: "Cao Langjun has just been admonished. Do you know what admonishment is?"
The outsiders shook their heads in agreement.
"Even the ministers who follow the official family are more favored than the eunuchs!"
"..."
When Cao An heard this explanation, his whole body twitched.
He turned back and looked at the man expressionlessly.
But the man looked honored and waved excitedly: "Cao Langjun, I am Wen Er, who sells cooking cakes! Just last time... you asked me to set up my stall at the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce. Don't mention my business. How wonderful!”
Last time, he unintentionally put in a good word for Cao An and got the opportunity to set up a stall in front of Cao's Chamber of Commerce.
Don’t underestimate this stall.
Cao's Chamber of Commerce is located at the intersection of Zhengshijie Street. It can be said that every inch of land in that place is very valuable. Even if it sells a small gadget, it is not comparable to other places.
"hehe."
Cao An smiled at him, turned around with a cold face, and whispered to Luo Han: "Find someone to smash his stall tomorrow.
"……yes."
Arhat nodded dumbfounded.
Unexpectedly, the hawker was a familiar person. He pushed his way through the crowd and came to Cao An's side.
With a flattering smile on his face, he said: "Mr. Cao Lang, what are you doing here? If there is any use for you, just speak up!"
"Haha, thank you."
Cao An smiled politely.
Then he said casually: "Futian Courtyard in the west of the city has been in disrepair for a long time. I, Mrs. Jian from Wanyue Tower, have a kind heart, so I thought of going to help. I am just a foil."
