[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

Yan Changsheng is not in a good mood right now, or rather bad.

It was originally a good world for two people, but it was suddenly destroyed by someone, so it's no wonder he was in a good mood.

He looked at the two people who were sitting not far away, chatting happily, and wondered if Yan Xiubai would blame him if he rushed up and slashed that bald donkey.

Hmph, don't you just know how to play the piano?Is it amazing?Is it necessary to keep talking and talking, don't you even have time to look at yourself? !

What a friend, it's sour, as Xue Shuai said, the people in Changgemen are a bunch of nerds!

The longer Yan Xiubai talked with Wuhua, the colder Yan Changsheng felt. The scene of the two of them getting along was really an eyesore, and he felt that he couldn't help it.

And at this moment, a voice came, interrupting his impulse.

At some point, Chu Liuxiang leaned over to him, rubbed his nose and said, "Master Yan and Wuhua really hit it off, did you find that you and I are so redundant?"

Redundant is you not me!Yan Changsheng snorted coldly, he didn't like Chu Liuxiang, he hadn't forgotten that this person and Wuhua were in the same group, without the sudden intrusion of the two of them, today would have been a very beautiful New Year's Eve.

Now everything is ruined.

That night, Yan Xiubai and Wuhua talked for a long time, from rhythm to poetry, from poetry to painting, and from painting to Buddhism. After a night, the two became more and more sympathetic to each other. Until the sky turned white, Wuhua and Wuhua Chu Liuxiang just said goodbye and left.

Yan Xiubai was so cheerful that he didn't even want to catch Chu Liuxiang, anyway, he might not be able to beat him anyway, until after the two left, he remained in a good mood, not at all like someone who hadn't slept all night.

"Are you happy?" Yan Changsheng's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Yan Xiubai nodded, "Of course."

"Is that Wuhua really that good?" Good enough to make you laugh so happily?I've never seen you smile at me like this.

Yan Xiubai didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Of course, the piano is excellent. He is proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting. He is also a Buddhist disciple. He is proficient in Buddhism. He is indeed a wonderful monk! No wonder everyone in the world respects him."

Yan Changsheng endured it, endured it again, finally couldn't hold it back, and just flung his sleeves and left.

He was afraid that if he took a step too late, the ground would hit him in the face.

"..."

What's going on here?Why are you so angry?Yan Xiubai was dumbfounded.

Yan Changsheng originally planned to be angry with him for several days, but when he woke up and saw the New Year's money wrapped in red paper next to his pillow, his heart suddenly softened.

"I'm not a child anymore..." He muttered, but he still opened the red envelope. A bank note of 50 taels is a lot.

Holding the bank note, Yan Changsheng suddenly threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed. Didn't he just like someone and chase after him if he likes him? !

Although the other party is a bit older and nagging, always chasing him and forcing him to wear clothes he doesn't like, and also likes to talk about poetry, poetry and philosophy of life with good-looking masters, but he has a lot of advantages, he can play the piano, Can draw, know medicine, and write good handwriting......

While Yan Changsheng was counting the advantages of Yan Xiubai, the door of the room was opened, and the person he was thinking of came in from the outside.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, even he himself didn't understand what he was embarrassed about, and then saw Yan Xiubai frowning, walked over quickly, and carried him back to the bed.

"Do you want to be sick again? Do you think you are a god if you don't wear clothes or shoes? Let me tell you, if you get sick again, I will give you that very bitter medicine. It will kill you..."

The other party's voice kept chattering in his ears, Yan Changsheng didn't feel impatient, the corners of his lips curled up slightly where the other party couldn't see, the most important point, the other party was very kind to him, there is no one more gentle than him Yes, he wants to monopolize this tenderness...

Yan Changsheng left after the next year, and he wanted to prepare a gift to ask for love. In that case, the chances of the other party agreeing should be higher...a little bit.

It doesn't matter even if you fail, Xue Shuai said, you can't give up on anything easily.

Although Yan Xiubai was surprised that he wanted to leave suddenly, he didn't stop him, and he couldn't stop him. The other party was an independent person, and his martial arts were enough to protect himself. He could go wherever he wanted.

The sleeve was pulled, Yan Changsheng looked at him firmly and said, "Wait for me to come back."

Yan Xiubai laughed, knocked his head and said, "Where else can I go, but you, don't come back in ten or eight years."

Yan Changsheng had been away for more than half a year, and he only came back two or three times during this period, and each time he came back and rushed, only glanced at him, and left without staying overnight, as if he came back just to catch a glimpse.

With one person missing in his life, Yan Xiubai's life went on as usual, all attribute values ​​rose very slowly, basically standing still, he was not in a hurry, when he first arrived in Daming in his previous life, he also experienced three years It's only been more than a year since he was in the vacancy period, and working hard to do missions to brush attributes is not the life he wants.

Yan Xiubai is a person who enjoys life very much. As the highest-ranking official in the Hezhou Prefecture, he doesn't need to look at the face of his superiors. Naturally, he lived a much more comfortable life than in his previous life, but in July, a major event happened, which brought his happy days to an end.

Since yesterday, several corpses floated in from the river one after another. The people were horrified and hurriedly reported to the authorities.

When the corpse was picked up, it was soaked in water for too long, and its whole body was swollen, but even so, the dark purple skin could still be seen clearly. After checking it, Yan Xiubai determined that it was poisoned.

The poison was extremely overbearing. From the distorted faces of the deceased, it could be seen that they had suffered a lot before they died, but Yan Xiubai couldn't tell what kind of poison they had.

Yan Xiubai was researching that kind of poison when his subordinates found him. Although he was not as proficient in various poisons as the Five Poison Sect, since ancient times medicine and poison were not separated, he still did some research, but the two worlds were different. He had never seen such a poison before, but it made him a little interested.

"My lord." The man shouted, but the news he brought was not good news, "Another corpse was found on the west bank."

"The same death status?" Yan Xiubai raised his head and asked.

"Same."

Yan Xiubai rushed over with his people, and when he arrived, someone was already waiting there.

It was Qian Song who was in charge of the punishment room.

Yan Xiubai got off the horse, lifted the hem of his clothes, squatted down next to the corpse, and asked, "How is it?"

"Same as the previous few people." Qian Song frowned, he seemed to hesitate before saying, "My lord, are you sure we want to take care of this matter?"

Yan Xiubai stopped what he was doing and looked at him, "You think we shouldn't care about it?"

Qian Song hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency has also seen these corpses. It seems that they are all from the martial arts. The Jianghu is a matter of the Jianghu. People in the government can't intervene, and there is no need to care about it."

"But the corpse has come to Hezhou Prefecture." Yan Xiubai's voice was calm, but firm, "As the prefect of Hezhou Prefecture, I have to take care of the affairs within my jurisdiction."

Qian Song opened his mouth, but he still didn't persuade him any further.

"Your Excellency is probably the best official I have ever seen." A smiling voice came from the side, and everyone immediately became alert, watching the blue figure gradually walk in.

"Chu Liuxiang." Yan Xiubai frowned, "Why are you here?"

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose. This man was really merciless. He pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "I'm here for this too."

Suddenly, Yan Xiubai forgot the other party's status in the world.

"What the hell is going on?"

Chu Liuxiang smiled wryly, "You asked the wrong person, and I just found out about it, but these people who died were all long-established masters in the world."

Yan Xiubai was silent for a moment, and said: "I won't pursue you for the time being. After the investigation of this matter is clear, I will come to the Hezhou Mansion to explain the case."

Chu Liuxiang froze for a moment, then said helplessly, "Are you using me as an errand? The kind that helps you investigate cases for free without paying you?"

"Anyway, you want to investigate, don't you?" Yan Xiubai got on his horse directly and said, "It's also a deal. As long as you don't commit crimes in Hezhou Prefecture in the future, I won't pursue you."

"Would you still buy me a drink, my lord?"

"After the case is over, I'll be waiting for you at any time."

Chu Liuxiang laughed, "It's really hard to drink the adult's wine."

......

Yan Xiubai felt relieved when the matter was handed over to Chu Liuxiang. After all, those storytellers said that Chu Xiangshuai seemed to be in charge of these matters, but he never expected that Wuhua would be involved in the truth of the matter.

When Chu Liuxiang appeared in front of him two months later, the first thing he said was that Wuhua was dead.

His complexion was not good. In fact, Yan Xiubai's complexion was not so good after hearing the other party's words.

How could that beautiful Wuhua be the mastermind of a series of conspiracies? !

"He did it for revenge." Chu Liuxiang said in a low voice, "His father, Tianfeng Shishilang, was a very famous swordsman in Dongying. He crossed the water to challenge the masters from all sides, and died in the end."

He sighed and continued: "He stole Tianyi Shenshui from Shenshui Palace, killed these people, and then conspired with his younger brother Nangong Ling to kill the leader of the beggar gang and his master, Master Tianfeng."

"How did he die?"

"suicide."

As for why he committed suicide, Yan Xiubai didn't ask, and he didn't need to ask. It was revealed that he had only one death, but Wuhua was a proud person. Rather than dying at the hands of others, it would be better to understand himself, which would fulfill his dignity.

Chu Liuxiang almost drank all the jars of wine made by Yan Xiubai, no matter how good he was, he was still drunk, and when he left, only [-]% to [-]% of the outstanding lightness function of his hand had been exerted.

After this incident, he was undoubtedly the saddest, because he lost two friends all at once.

Yan Xiubai was also drunk, he was not as good at drinking as Chu Liuxiang, he was even more drunk, when he was drunk, he seemed to see Yan Changsheng's familiar face.

"Why are you back?" He pinched his face, trying to make sure it was real.

Yan Changsheng's face hurt from being pinched by him, but he was still not willing to push the drunk man away. He helped him back to the room, frowned and said, "Why are you so drunk?"

"Uncomfortable."

"Who told you to drink so much?" Yan Changsheng frowned, but still pressed the acupuncture points for him, thought for a while, then stood up and planned to get him a bowl of hangover soup.

But as soon as he stood up, he was pulled back by the other party. Yan Xiubai hugged him in his arms like a pillow, and said vaguely: "The master once taught that the qin is born from the heart, and the human heart is difficult to understand. But the sound can't deceive people. I've heard the qin without flowers. It's beautiful and bright, high and dusty. ? Is what the master said wrong?"

His heart was full of doubts and he couldn't get an answer. He wanted to ask his master if the sound of the piano could be faked, but there is no master in this world.

Yan Changsheng was held in his arms motionless, his face was flushed, as for what the other party said intermittently, I'm sorry, he couldn't hear it at all...