If Kaifeng Mansion is the first government in the world, then the political hall can definitely be said to be the first yamen in the world.

Yang Jiong led the way on the side, Li Zhongyi walked forward calmly, and the officials along the way piled up smiling faces and greeted them warmly.

"I've seen politics."

"Meet the Politics."

"It's good to participate in politics."

Li Zhongyi smiled and nodded frequently to the officials in the political hall, but he never said a word.

Yang Jiong silently observed Li Zhongyi's every move, and he found that although Li Zhongyi was not very old, his experience as an official was very sophisticated.

As a newcomer to the political affairs hall, if Li Zhongyi is too enthusiastic, it will inevitably cause a little displeasure to the ministers in the hall.

Li Zhongyi's first appearance as a deputy minister in the political hall is a landmark event in the eyes of those who care.

The three prime ministers of the court are all over fifty years old, and in this era of lack of medical treatment, they belong to the old people who have lived enough.

Li Zhongyi is not yet thirty years old, and he is the master of the East Palace, and the future can be described as bright.

There is an old saying in officialdom that it is better to lose the prime minister who is dying than to bully the young Jinshi!

Although Li Zhongyi was not born as a jinshi, he had great military merits, and he sat on the throne of the deputy prime minister, and he had no big defects except for being scared to death with shallow qualifications.

Therefore, Li Zhongyi came to the political hall to "hold a meeting" and fell among the bureaucrats, causing quite a stir.

In particular, some unambitious officials who have no hope of promotion and no good positions have begun to ponder. The question of how to move closer to Lee's participation in politics.

Since the crown prince is still very young, it is impossible to endanger the current throne. So, leaning towards the princelings. In fact, there is a lot to be done.

Li Zhongyi was led by Yang Jiong to the door of Fan Zhen's official room, and Yang Jiong smiled politely: "Please participate in politics for a while, and let the officials know about it." ”

This should also be a continuation of the dismount, right? Li Zhongyi looked at Yang Jiong quietly, but he didn't squeak, and looked up at the blue sky without a choice.

Today is different from the past, Li Zhongyi's status is that of the deputy minister, and he is no longer a subordinate who can be light.

Grace comes from above, and those who can decide Li Zhongyi's fate are except Chai Rong. Who else?

Therefore, Yang Jiong asked Li Zhongyi, the deputy minister, to wait outside the door, which is strictly speaking, a rude derogatory.

The deputy minister came to meet the prime minister, although the prime minister should not be demoted to greet him, at least he should be greeted before the order after getting the news, right?

"Haha, no blame brother. When you come to the old man, why bother you for a long time? Just when Yang Jiong was a little embarrassed, Fan Zhen had already come out of the hall with a smile and stood in front of the door. He arched his hand slightly towards Li Zhongyi.

Li Zhongyi returned the salute with a smile and said: "Fan Xianggong beckoned, how dare you be late?" ”

"Later. Li is here to participate in politics, and there is no need to go through it. "Fan Zhen is also an extremely smart person. As soon as he heard what Li Zhongyi said, he knew. Yang Jiong mistakenly understood the intention, not only did he not win over Li Zhongyi, but instead drew a snake to add to it.

Li Zhongyi saw that Fan Zhen had given enough face, and accepted it when he saw it, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your love, it's an honor." ”

Perhaps, Li Zhongyi used the table character as a self-proclaimed word, expressing the meaning of closeness, so that Fan Zhen could see his "sincerity".

Therefore, Fan Zhen simply stepped forward with a smile, gently grabbed Li Zhongyi's left hand, and led him into the hall.

After entering the hall, Fan Zhen took the opportunity to give up his seat and let go of Li Zhongyi's left hand without a trace.

Li Zhongyi did not take a seat immediately, but waited for Fan Zhen to sit down, and then he sat down on the chair steadily.

In Fan Zhen's prime minister's living room, it was very frugal, because Li Zhongyi and Fan Zhen were sitting side by side, and from his point of view, there was a row of chairs on the left and right.

Other than that, there are no extra furnishings in the living room.

Li Zhongyi had heard before that Fan Zhen was frugal by nature, but he liked to eat fish very much, and he had four meals a day, and he must have fresh Yellow River carp.

Due to the increasing number of fishermen fishing on the banks of the Yellow River, there are fewer and fewer Yellow River carp, and it is difficult to eat them every day even in the palace.

As the prime minister, it is understandable that some of the hobbies of Fan Qian's life have been effectively satisfied.

In modern language, Fan Zhen's hobby is a low-key pretence, which not only demonstrates the prestige of the prime minister, but also makes people have nothing to say.

It's like driving the Phaeton into the Poussin pile. At first glance, they are all Volkswagen cars, but in fact, those who know cars know at a glance that their luxury and dignity are like worlds apart.

Li Zhongyi's previous car was a very inconspicuous Sang 2000, which was mixed into the pile of private cars, and there was no grade at all.

However, the red special pass hanging in the front windshield of the car implicitly exposed the awesomeness of this car.

Where private cars will be stopped by guards from a long distance, Li Zhongyi's car can be unimpeded and walk on the ground.

What is a low-key display? That's it!

Li Zhongyi always remembers a famous saying: He hates the privileged because he is not qualified to engage in privileges.

"Someone, tea." Fan Zhen raised his face and commanded, and the servants hurriedly served tea, and then retreated, not even daring to take a sip.

Li Zhongyi nodded secretly, the higher the status and the greater the power, the more he must strictly restrain his subordinates, otherwise, it will be the way to take trouble.

It's just that what the servants brought up was boiled tea with ginger, garlic, salt and other things, and Li Zhongyi didn't have the appetite to drink it.

Fan Zhen picked up the tea cup, smiled at Li Zhongyi, and said: "Your Majesty is considerate of the old minister, I specially give this tea, no blame, brother, you can taste it and see if it fits the taste?" ”

Li Zhongyi thought to himself, he never drinks group tea, and it has long been a well-known thing. Fan Zhen just ordered someone to serve a group tea boiled like rice soup, hehe, this is the real dismount!

To drink, or not to drink, maybe it will be linked to confrontation and cooperation, right?

Big people, especially Fan Zhen and Li Zhongyi, who have the right to dominate the affairs of the world, can express their intentions in every word and deed.

Li Zhongyi first entered the political hall, so naturally it was impossible for him to come here to discuss matters on the first day, so he showed the prime minister's face, and if it was rumored to go out, his reputation would probably be ruined.

"Fan Xianggong, this tea is not bad, but I always like clear soup in the next place." Li Zhongyi moved the teacup to his mouth, only moisturized his lips, and did not drink it.

Yang Jiong, who was standing and waiting, stared at Li Zhongyi secretly, and from his point of view, he could see Li's every move.

Li Zhongyi didn't drink the group tea, Yang Jiong could see it clearly, and Li Zhongyi actually made a request in person, which can be described as very bold.

However, Yang Jiong is a smart person after all, and he knows very well in his heart that Li Zhongyi's matter of serving tea to moisten his lips itself means the connotation of non-confrontation.

As for Li Zhongyi's initiative to make a request, he actually wanted to tell him that he would definitely respect the prestige of the prime minister, but there were some things that he couldn't blindly follow.

Where do you need to talk more about the tricks between the masters?

"Hehe, the blameless brother is really fast." Fan Zhen roughly figured out Li Zhongyi's temperament, and couldn't help but stroke his beard and chuckle a few times. (To be continued......)

ps: I'm sorry, I've been working overtime on weekends, it's late, and there's more in the early morning, so let's see it in the morning! R1292