Seeing Bai Susu deliberately teasing him, Feng Qiwu smiled helplessly and said, "Otherwise, why do you think your grandfather alone has gained Feng Qingyang's trust for decades?"
It's hard to be a Prime Minister, even harder to be one under the suspicious Feng Qingyang.
Other officials in key positions were often suspected by Feng Qingyang and then found excuses to be oppressed and reassigned.
But old Bai Qianshan managed to "gain the emperor's favor" alone for decades.
This relied not on luck, but on brains.
Even if Susu had been gone for seven or eight days, he could still find a way to muddle through, but any longer and old Bai would likely become suspicious.
Listening to Feng Qiwu's words, Bai Susu couldn't help but laugh softly.
"You make it sound like being the Prime Minister was not easy for my grandfather."
"Feng Qingyang is suspicious, petty, and likes to show off, holding power tightly in his hands, indeed making it difficult to work under him." Feng Qiwu nodded.
