[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

The surroundings were unnervingly quiet.

Yan Xiubai suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, put his hand on his chest subconsciously, the warm body temperature spread to his palm through the thin material, thump, bang, the sound of his heartbeat became clearer, the place was intact, there was no blood No holes, not even a scar.

Yan Xiubai's expression was calm, and he couldn't see anything unusual, but his pair of peach blossom eyes showed a rare hint of confusion.

The pain of being pierced by Mo Dao through his chest is still clearly engraved in his mind, and the pain of being tightened and torn to pieces may never be forgotten in his life, but what is the situation now?

"Ding—Hello host, the system is serving you, do you want to check the current data information?"

A familiar voice sounded in his mind, and Yan Xiubai asked instinctively, "Aren't I dead?"

"The host is indeed dead, but when you died, the holy grace just reached the standard, and all attribute values ​​​​reached the pass conditions. In order to save your life, the system will automatically help you upgrade to the next level."

The so-called holy favor is the emperor's favor. For more than ten years, his holy favor has been zero. Presumably, Emperor Xianzong has never even seen him, and he doesn't even know if he is in the world. The favor that came from him, and when he died, Ji Tang happened to be enthroned, so with Ji Tang's feelings for him, the favor naturally reached the standard.

It is night now, and it is very dark around, Yan Xiubai can only vaguely judge that he is in a bedroom, he is new here, he should get up to find out where he is now, but he is sitting on the bed, not thinking about it at all move.

"When can I go home..." His voice was very soft, as if sighing, with a deep tiredness.

In fact, Yan Xiubai has always controlled his mentality very well. Inexplicably, he was bound to a system, inexplicably came to a strange world, and inexplicably had to complete the so-called task before returning home. If it were an ordinary person, he might have exploded Yes, but although he has always wanted to go back, he has not lost his composure. He regards this bizarre encounter as an experience. The disciples of Changgemen will go out to experience after they grow up. When he is bound by the system, It was the time when he had just reached the weak crown and was driven out by his brothers and masters to practice. It's just that his practice was farther away from home and took longer.

In essence, Yan Xiubai is actually a very easy-going person.

But now Yan Xiubai felt very tired, unprecedentedly tired, as if a stone was weighing heavily on his heart, making him almost out of breath. Yan Xiubai knew that the name of that stone was Yan Changsheng.

He didn’t regret killing Yan Changsheng, and he might still do it again. Let him live, and Ji Yan will die, and the entire Ming Dynasty and thousands of people will be dragged into dire straits by him, but even if he doesn’t regret it , does not mean that he will not feel guilty.

Is this also a kind of experience, Yan Xiubai thought.

It's just that this kind of experience is too bitter.

"The current attribute value of the host is too low. If it is divided into nine levels, the host is currently only one level, and he is still a novice. Please continue to work hard."

Yan Xiubai frowned, he closed his eyes, and managed to hold back the sudden burst of anger, what's the use of being angry, it doesn't benefit him at all in his current situation, it's just a waste of effort.

He lay back on the bed again, pulled the quilt and wrapped his body and head in it. He refused the system's proposal to check the information. Only for this night, he didn't think about anything, didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to be quiet sleep.

Let's talk about those annoying things when he wakes up.

Occasionally, as calm and stable as Yan Xiubai, he also wants to be willful.

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The morning sun shines in through the window lattice, dispelling the night, warm and bright, this is a brand new day.

Yan Xiubai stood in front of the mirror and observed his current body. He was tall, but he was a little thinner, and he didn't even have any muscle mass in his lower abdomen. Although there were some slight differences in that face, the difference was not big. It seemed to be no different from before, seventy to eighty percent like his original appearance.

That's fine, but it would be terrible if I woke up every morning and saw an extremely strange face.

He didn't want to forget what he looked like one day.

After seeing his appearance, he began to check the information collected by the system about the world.

It is true that this place is no longer the Ming Dynasty, but a dynasty called Daqing. Although he had already made preparations, Yan Xiubai was still a little disappointed.

This means that he will never see those people from before again, Lin Shiyin, Ji Tang, Li Xunhuan, and even Zhao Sheng who is about to retire, he feels nostalgic. Unfortunately, he may never go back in this life. Everyone is fine.

It is now the 32nd year of Taiyuan, and the world is still relatively peaceful. The emperor was a wise emperor in his early years. He worked hard to govern, worked diligently and loved the people, but anyone is always so confused in his later years. Maybe it is because people become old and afraid of death. The emperor began to be superstitious. Taoism, alchemy and pharmaceuticals, favoring Taoist priests, spent a lot of money and material resources to build a Wenxian Pavilion in the palace, and began to neglect government affairs.

Seeing this, Yan Xiubai suddenly thought of those Taoist priests from Chunyang Palace, if they were the ones who came here, they would definitely have a good time.

Although it was inevitable that there would be some chaos in the court because of the emperor's actions, the background of the dynasty was still there and things were still within the controllable range.

However, the original Yan Xiubai was born in a family, but he was not the eldest son or grandson, nor was he favored too much. After passing the Jinshi examination, he was arranged to be the magistrate of Hezhou, and now he is less than three days away from taking office.

Yan Xiubai raised his hand, touched his familiar face, and said with some confusion: "Same name, similar appearance, why is it like this?" Buddhism talks about one flower and one world, and he barely understands this, but every Is there a Yan Xiubai who looks the same in the world and has different identities and experiences?

"Whether there is such a person depends on your existence." The system answered him like this.

"I don't understand." Yan Xiubai frowned.

"Originally it was unknown whether there was a Yan Xiubai in this world, but because of your arrival, there will definitely be a Yan Xiubai in this world."

Yan Xiubai was thoughtful, "You mean, the so-called original owner does not exist, because I came, so there is such a person in this world?!" After saying this, even he himself felt ridiculous, " How is that possible, if it doesn't exist, how can those who know him explain it, can you still control everyone's thoughts, so that there is suddenly one more person in their minds?!"

"The system is just a system, of course it's not a god, and it can't root memories in other people's minds." The system's cold tone didn't fluctuate, "Of course the original owners exist. They were born and raised in their own world, and have their own life experiences. , but they would not have been born without your coming."

Yan Xiubai's eyes widened. According to the system, isn't it even more unbelievable than his guess just now? !

If that's true, is the world he's in real?

"It's true, there's no need to question that." The system seriously gave him an affirmative answer.

For this, Yan Xiubai pulled his hair and thought for a long time, but he didn't think about the reason. Finally, he gave up. This was beyond his cognition. Ignorant people are happy. He decided that he should be an ignorant people.

Arriving in a strange place, the most important thing is of course to figure out the environment where you are. Yan Xiubai spent the whole morning, basically understanding the general situation of the prefect's mansion.

The original Yan Xiubai had no wives, concubines and children, which is good. Although it is a bit unkind to say so, it did save him countless troubles. There are not too many people in the mansion, except for himself and the few servants brought from home by the original owner. In addition, the rest of the servants were bought temporarily after they came to Hezhou, and there were no more than twenty people in total.

Compared with the former owner's life in the capital, it is certainly not comparable, but for Yan Xiubai, it is already a rare luxury. Thinking back, he was a poor county magistrate who washed his clothes and cleaned his own room. No wonder every official wanted to go to climb up.

The prefect is an official position, whether it is big or small, he is in charge of the political affairs of the Hezhou government, but he is not very busy, on the contrary, he is quite leisurely, Hezhou is a good place, the land is fertile, and the people Abundance is a typical land of fish and rice.

As the magistrate of Hezhou, Yan Xiubai felt that it would be great if he could restrain himself from accepting bribes and search for the people's anointing.

After soaking in the study room for several days, and getting a good understanding of the situation inside and outside Hezhou, Yan Xiubai held a banquet for the rich and famous businessmen who had previously been rejected, as well as officials of all sizes in Hezhou. , all invited over to make a familiar face.

After so many years, Yan Xiubai's communication skills are still brightened. Not to mention the long-sleeved and good at dancing, the magistrate is well-mannered and unassuming, which obviously impresses those people.

The new magistrate is easy to talk and easy to get along with. This is the impression others have of Yan Xiubai, and it is what he wants to show others.

After the banquet was over, Yan Xiubai had really taken root in Hezhou. Although he was promoted, he had less things to do.

When he was so busy before, he always wanted to be lazy, and even often abducted Ji Yan to help him do things, but now that he is really free, he is feeling weak again, probably there is always such a bit of cheapness in his bones of.

Yan Xiubai, who is so cheap, is thinking about his attribute values ​​when he is doing nothing. Others are fine, take his time, but he is a little entangled in the matter of holy favors. With his current position, he wants to see the emperor. Absolutely impossible, let alone gain some pet value, but like picking up a prince like Ji Tang and raising him back, and finally raising him, the other party will become the emperor. The probability of this is too low, it is simply a miracle, just It's like a sesame seed falling from the sky, and it just happened to fall into the eye of a needle. Ji Tang is already an incredible example. Can be picked up by him.

Leaving aside the fact that this kind of probability is so low that it almost does not exist, how to improve this holy favor is a difficult problem!

Just when he was thinking about these things, a wealthy businessman who had attended the banquet held by him last time came to visit him. Is about to be thieves.

The other party handed over a plain white note under Yan Xiubai's puzzled gaze.

Wen Jun has an exquisite pagoda, which is so ingenious and flawless that he yearns for it.

Zizheng tonight, stepping on the moon to get it, Jun Su Yada, will not make me go back and forth in vain.

The handwriting on the short note is elegant and straight, with a mysterious tulip fragrance.