[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

Yan Xiubai has always wanted to find a chance to meet Ji Tang, no matter what choice the other party has, he will eventually have a talk with him, but it is so difficult to meet in the palace.

He was isolated and helpless in the capital, and Yan Changsheng, the only person he could trust, was on the opposite side of him in this matter. It was definitely not a wise move to ask him for help.

Yan Xiubai was full of entanglement, did he really want him to visit the palace at night? !

Although he is quite confident in his martial arts, he never feels that he is invincible. The palace is heavily guarded, and no one can tell how many traps and masters are hidden inside. He still cherishes his life.

If you can't enter the palace, how about letting Ji Tang out?

This is a way, but how to pass the news to the other party is another problem.

While Yan Xiubai was thinking about this, someone knocked on the door and invited him to dinner.

Yan Xiubai looked up at the sky, it was already dark, he stayed in a daze all afternoon, but he still couldn't come up with any good ideas, he regretted that he gave up on himself back then, let it go, why didn't he leave any arrangements? !

When he arrived at the side hall, Yan Changsheng was already there, and the food was already on the table, and the dishes were very rich. The food in Yan's mansion was much better than what he had eaten in the past. This is the only thing that can make Yan Xiubai happy up.

"It seems that I came back earlier today." Yan Xiubai raised his eyebrows. He can't be blamed for saying this, because since returning to the capital, the other party seems to be very busy.

Yan Changsheng suddenly laughed when he heard the words, "Are you complaining that I can't stay with you at home?"

Yan Xiubai's eyes widened. Why did he find this sentence so awkward? Before he could figure it out, he heard the other party continue to say: "The things that should be done are almost done, how about you?"

Then, Yan Xiubai started to have a headache again.

The dinner for the two of them was quite quiet. Yan Changsheng was used to eating alone, and now that he had one more person to accompany him, he felt pretty good.

He put down his chopsticks, and a servant handed over a bowl of sweet soup in a timely manner. Probably no one would have guessed that Yan Changsheng, who looked fierce and not easy to get close to, had a sweet tooth.

Blowing on the overheated temperature, Yan Changsheng was about to drink, when the spoon was brought to his mouth before he opened his mouth, a hand suddenly stretched out to block it.

"Can't drink!" said the person who stopped him.

At the same time, a murderous aura struck from behind, Yan Changsheng didn't turn his head back, the bowl in his hand had already been thrown backwards, regardless of whether he hit it or not, he jumped up nimbly, his long legs swept across, the man He had already been kicked out by him, hit the wall with his whole body, and passed out completely without even humming.

This is just the beginning.

There were very few servants in the Yan Mansion, and there were no more than ten in total, but now six of them attacked the two, four surrounded Yan Changsheng, and two confronted Yan Xiubai.

The martial arts of these six people are definitely not weak, and they are different from ordinary warriors. They attack fiercely, do not give others room to fight, and completely disregard their own life and death. They are obviously killers.

Yan Xiubai didn't bring his piano with him - no one would carry a piano with him when eating at home - he only had a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and such a pair of ordinary chopsticks has now become the most powerful in the world sword!

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the sword shadows all over the sky formed a dense giant net, covering the two of them head-on.

The two people on the opposite side were in a hurry, and surprise flashed in their eyes. They obviously underestimated Yan Xiubai's strength, or they didn't expect that a person dressed as a frail scholar could also know martial arts. After a few days of getting along, they didn't realize it at all!

Yan Xiubai didn't show mercy, but he wanted to save a life, so he finally gave the two of them a sigh of relief. When he finished solving it, he looked over to Yan Changsheng, and the other party was already throwing blood on the knife.

The four people who besieged Yan Changsheng were all lying on the ground with missing arms and legs, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead. In short, they were much more brutal than him.

Yan Xiubai frowned, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard movement from outside.

The two looked at each other, and regardless of the mess in the room, they jumped onto the roof together in a flash.

The sky had already darkened, but the lights were brightly lit in the distance, and the torches one after another illuminated the night as brightly as day.

Yan Xiubai and the two could clearly see that those torches surrounded the entire Yan Mansion, and a large number of people broke into the house.

"What's going on?" Yan Xiubai's brows were tightly knit together.

"It's from Dongchang." Yan Changsheng looked calm.

"Looking at the situation, I'm afraid the visitor is not kind." Yan Xiubai asked, "What should I do?"

"Run." Yan Changsheng thought for a while and said.

The two really ran away like this. With their martial arts, it was not difficult to leave without anyone noticing, but it was just that they had to find a place to stay again.

But Yan Changsheng was not troubled, he seemed to have been prepared, and led Yan Xiubai through a few streets, and stopped in a small courtyard that was very inconspicuous.

"What's going on?" Everything happened too fast. First, the subordinates in the Yan Mansion rebelled collectively, and then even Dongchang was mobilized. The other party was a court minister anyway. Could it be that the emperor didn't like him and was about to kill him? ? !

"Obviously, someone took the initiative." Yan Changsheng said while rubbing his chin.

There was no big surprise in his expression, obviously he had expected it long ago, "The house I lived in before was given by the Wan family, and all the servants were also arranged by the Wan family."

Therefore, it was Wan Jia who wanted to kill him.

Yan Xiubai was speechless, "You already knew?" Do you know that most of those people were arranged by others?

"I'm not blind." Yan Changsheng raised his eyebrows, he would be a fool if he couldn't figure out the details of several people after so many years.

"Then you still keep him at home like this?! It's been so many years." Yan Xiubai couldn't understand, "At least you have to take some measures!"

Every word and deed of oneself is watched by others, and it is unbearable to think about it.

"It's just a place to live. If you get rid of them, there will be other people watching. It's troublesome to come and go. I don't like trouble."

Yan Xiubai fell silent. He didn't believe the other party's words. Yan Changsheng might be afraid of trouble, but judging from his temperament, he couldn't bear to live under the surveillance of others, but he just endured it, and even endured it for a while. After so many years, what does he want to do? !

That night, Yan Changsheng sent Yan Xiubai to the small courtyard and left, and did not come back all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Xiubai got up to wash and wash. Before he had breakfast, he saw a man with black hair and black clothes, with a sword and shield on his back, pushing open the gate of the courtyard stepping on the rising sun.

There are still dewdrops on his temples, and the bloody killings on his body are almost solidified, and even the golden sunlight can't dispel the slightest.

Yan Xiubai watched him approach, then reached out and handed over something wrapped in a handkerchief.

"What is this?" Yan Xiubai was puzzled.

"Gift." Yan Changsheng said with a smile.

Bring him a gift?Yan Xiubai got a little curious, and then opened the veil, a bright red tongue that was severed by Qi Gen lay there quietly.

Yan Xiubai's smile froze on his lips, and his hands trembled slightly, "Whose?" He admired his composure.

"Wan Guifei's." Yan Changsheng said: "Do you like it?"

"......"

I like it, I like it very much, the whole person he likes is not good...