[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

When he left in front of Yan Changsheng again, Yan Xiubai felt sad, but also had a kind of anticipation for a reunion.

He was just a little sorry. For Yan Changsheng, his departure was a farewell. Although the farewell was temporary, it was not without sadness, but to him, it was just the difference between closing and opening his eyes. . '

Yan Xiubai closed his eyes in Yan Changsheng's arms and woke up in a strange world. This seemed to be a habit, but he would never like this kind of habit.

Because the person who was left behind will be sad, although the other party will still find him, and although the two will meet again in the end, the discomfort they once had will not disappear because of this.

Because I care, I am even more reluctant to let the other party feel a little bit sad.

Yan Xiubai's sanity is already clear, but he doesn't want to move, he doesn't even want to open his eyes. If possible, he wants to give himself one night to silently mourn that he and Yan Changsheng are separated by yin and yang, and are living by fate. Poor situation to be broken up.

It's no different from a mandarin duck that was separated by a stick.

It's a pity that time doesn't wait for him, or in other words, his current situation really can't help him to mourn his spring and autumn, and lament his ill-fated love.

The coldness coming up from his back made his legs tremble a little. If he could be given a bowl of hot wine, or a quilt, or even a cup of steaming tea, he would be very grateful.

When you are cold and hungry, and your whole body is hurting and you want to kill someone, love, love, etc. are nothing.

He could even clearly see the blood flowing out of his body, slowly turning into ice.

What he couldn't bear the most was that in the dark and damp cell, all kinds of rotten smells, the smell of blood on his body, and a sour smell that hadn't been bathed for an unknown number of days mixed together, stimulating his sense of smell.

Smelling it carefully, the stench came from himself, and Yan Xiubai wanted to go crazy.

Yan Xiubai's current appearance is really pitiful. His body is covered with wounds and blood stains from the severe punishment. It is the twelfth lunar month, and the dungeon is cold and damp. He was just thrown in there at random. Yan Xiubai felt that the original owner must be Already dead, and then he came.

In this situation, even if he has deep internal strength, he can't bear it anymore, and his physical strength has been seriously declining.

Not only was he uncomfortable, but the system was also terribly frightened. A warmth lingered in his chest all the time, protecting his heart.

Yan Xiubai gritted his teeth and asked very unhappy: "What's going on?"

Upon hearing this, the system immediately called up the detailed information of the other party's current body.

Extraordinary literary talent, full of ups and downs, just because he was born in a poor family, no one recommends him, he is envied by others, and he is always depressed.

Until the emperor introduced the imperial examination system, the original owner once won the leader, achieved success at a young age, and was reused by the emperor.

The original owner was grateful for the emperor's kindness, and vowed to serve the court with all his talents and learning, assist the emperor, and repay the emperor's kindness.

The emperor really valued him a lot, but immediately promoted him to the high position of Zuo Pushe.

It's just that the higher the official position, the differences between him and the emperor gradually increased, especially after the emperor's three failed expeditions to Korea, the whole person seemed to be decadent all of a sudden. In the early years, the emperor who was ambitious and wanted to leave a strong mark in the history books , began to gradually become absurd.

He is obsessed with women, ignores government affairs, is extravagant and corrupt, and the self-willed side of his character has deteriorated to 12 points, completely exposed.

The original owner obstructed and advised him, even deadly, but he still couldn't change anything, and instead aroused the emperor's disgust.

He is powerless, so what if he has thousands of talents, he can't hold back a drunken person, can't change a dynasty that is coming to an end, and he can't even control his own life and death.

That's how I got myself to where I am now.

The fate of the original owner made people sigh, and Yan Xiubai also felt a little bit sad after knowing it, but now the more important thing is how to get himself out of here, whether to escape from prison, escape from prison, or escape from prison?

The emperor really disliked him this time, but it was true, any emperor would be furious if he was pointed at his nose by a courtier and scolded him as a fool, not to mention the self-willed temper of the current majesty.

It wasn't that Yan Xiubai wanted to complain, the original owner's temperament was too straight.

It doesn't matter to others, even to the emperor, who is obviously not a Mingjun emperor, he is looking for death.

Just when Yan Xiubai was thinking about this, and thinking about whether to escape from prison, and how to escape from prison, there was a scream, accompanied by a loud noise, he frowned slightly, and lay still in the original half-dead position. The mind is already on alert.

He didn't make him wait long, and soon, a few figures flashed into the dungeon's end.

Several people covered their faces so that people could not see their appearance clearly. The head of the person was holding a bloody human head in his hand. It was known whose head hit the wall, and then rolled into the corner with a grunt.

The leader tilted his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Where is the key, open the door quickly!"

Immediately someone came up behind him, and opened the cell door three times. Yan Xiubai propped himself up against the wall, and stood up slowly. He looked extremely miserable, but the eyes behind him were sharp and alert.

Sensing his vigilance, the leader quickly took off the black scarf covering his face, revealing a clear and square face with a slight beard.

"It's me! Are you still——"

It was very difficult for him to say the last two words. With Yan Xiubai's current state, it is no wonder that he can be called good. The other party looked him up and down, his eyes full of regret.

And Yan Xiubai has gradually connected the face in front of him with the person in the original owner's memory. He stood up straight, and even if he was in a mess, he gave a very elegant salute, "Brother Meng Zhuo." With just the right amount of surprise, he said, "Why are you here?"

Confused eyes slipped from his face, looking straight at the pair of blood-stained hands.

"It's too late to say more." Qin Mengzhuo raised his hand, untied the cloak on himself, and then put it on Yan Xiubai, wrapping him tightly, "Follow me!" he said.

Yan Xiubai didn't resist, or he didn't have time to resist, the other party moved quickly and dragged him out without allowing him to say more.

The cell he lived in was the innermost one, and all the way along, he saw blood and corpses, including government officials and prisoners, Yan Xiubai frowned more and more.

When they walked out of the gloomy cell, the air suddenly became much clearer. There was no moon tonight, but the night that should have been dark was illuminated as bright as day.

It was a fire, a big fire that could burn everything, and the direction of the fire was - the imperial palace!

"What's going on? What happened?" Yan Xiubai wrapped the cloak around his body tightly, and the night wind made him a little cold.

A few horses were led and stopped in front of them, Qin Mengzhuo sneered and said: "The foolish king reaped the consequences, and was forced into the palace."

"Who is it?" Yan Xiubai's voice was cold.

"It doesn't matter who it is, because Yang Guang's stupidity will happen sooner or later." Qin Mengzhuo said: "Let's go first, while the palace and the palace are in chaos now, let's go out of the city."

Yan Xiubai exhaled lightly, and the white mist formed a strange shape and slowly dissipated.

"Sorry," he said, "I can't go."

Qin Mengzhuo paused slightly when he went to lead the horse. He was a little surprised, but not too surprised. He gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know what's going on outside now?!"

"Du Fuwei has already arrived in Liyang. Li Mi from Wagangzhai first took Xingyang and then Luokou. Li Zitong, who is nothing, is now gathered in the north of Jiangdu. He can go south at any time. The world is in chaos. Even the Yuwen family They have forced the palace to rebel, so what can you do if you stay?!"

Yan Xiubai was silent, and just when Qin Mengzhuo thought that the other party had been persuaded, the other party's voice slowly came, "I may not be able to do anything, but I have to go back, some things are clearly wrong, and I am asking for my own death. I have to do it too."

Qin Mengzhuo glared at him, glared at him fiercely, but there was nothing he could do, "Why are you so brainless? Your Majesty has been kind to you, but he is no longer His Majesty before. You suffered from this prison disaster." So much suffering, haven’t you figured it out yet?!”

"Although I'm stubborn, I'm not stupid. How can I not figure it out." Yan Xiubai smiled wryly, "It's just that there are some things that I know I can't do, but I can't stand by. I always have to give myself an explanation."

Qin Mengzhuo knew that he couldn't persuade him. He knew this person's temper very well, and no one could make him change what he had made up his mind to.

"Thank you, Brother Meng Zhuo, for risking his life to rescue him." Yan Xiubai bowed and bowed, "I'm just stupid, and I'm doomed to let Meng Zhuo down."

As soon as the words fell, he got on his horse and went in the direction of the imperial city...

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Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong watched the drama of coercing the palace and usurping the throne happen in front of them. They originally had other purposes in the palace, but they were so lucky or unlucky to witness this chaos.

What's worse, Yu Wenhuaji even recognized them.

The two made a decisive decision, jumped out of the window and ran away, but were trapped by the rebels surrounding the palace. Xu Ziling's sharp eyes had already seen a large number of archers rushing here in the distance.

If they were surrounded, all the arrows would fall, even Ning Daoqi, the number one expert in the world, would have a headache, not to mention him and Kou Zhong, two boys.

In desperation, Xu Ziling grabbed a long knife in his hand, killing two people in a row with the light of the knife flashing.

"Linzi!" he yelled.

Kou Zhong and him were in the same mind, and the two of them rose from the ground, like arrows leaving the string, and shot straight towards the forest beside them.

There were flames outside the forest, and from a distance, several temples were on fire, and the deep night was completely dyed red.

There was a sound of fighting, and as soon as Xu Ziling and Xu Ziling entered the forest, a group of rebels with white headscarves brandishing spears charged towards them, and instantly dispersed the two of them.

More than a dozen spears stabbed at him, Xu Ziling turned around to dodge, struck three times with the long knife in his hand, and took three heads away, but in this way, it was inevitable to fall into a bitter fight.

And the most important thing they should do now is to get out as soon as possible. Once they are surrounded by the rebels, no matter how powerful the two of them are, they will have to confess here tonight.

Xu Ziling stepped on a slashed spear, raised his figure again, and wanted to break through, but at this moment, a cry of pain came from not far from the left, it was Kou Zhong's voice, he was injured up!

Xu Ziling's heart trembled, his mind was in turmoil, he could no longer maintain Jing Zhongyue's realm, and was stabbed in the ribs by a spear that came from a sneak attack.

With a long roar, he tightly grasped the spear, gathered his internal strength, and swept across with his long arms, throwing out the dozen or so people surrounding him.

The next moment, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the place where Kou Zhong was.

In the faint light of the flames, Kou Zhong was surrounded by more than 30 rebels, and one of them was Yu Wen Zhiji.

Yuwen Zhiji's martial arts is not as good as Yu Wenhuaji's, but it is not far behind. Every time he stabs with his sword, Kou Zhong is forced to hit the rebel's spear, or he will be pierced by the long sword The key.

In just a few short rounds, Kou Zhong's body was already covered in blood.

Xu Ziling was so worried that he had no time to think about anything, he shouted, raised his knife and slashed at Yu Wen Zhiji, forcing the other party to give up Kou Zhong who was already seriously injured, and raised his sword to meet the enemy.

Bang, a huge impact exploded between the two of them, Yu Wenhuaji retreated several steps, the tiger's mouth split open, and the dazzling blood slowly flowed down.

He was horrified, no wonder Yu Huahua and Yuwen Wudi suffered a lot from these two people, no wonder his elder brother ordered to take this opportunity to eradicate these two people.

He didn't feel well, and Xu Ziling didn't feel well either, but when he fell to the ground, relying on the innate qi brought by the formula of longevity in his body, he barely managed to get rid of Yu Wenzhi and the extremely cold Xuanbing energy.

"Ziling!" Without Yuwen Zhiji's interference, Kou Zhong eliminated the besieging rebels as quickly as possible, but his legs were a little weak because of excessive blood loss.

The howling sound came from far to near, very fast, Xu Ziling grabbed Kou Zhong, turned around and ran away.

Surrounded by endless pavilions, there are dead people along the way, court ladies and eunuchs, imperial guards and rebels.

It's just that at this moment, neither of them has the heart to think about anything else. There is only one thought in their minds, run!

"Where is the kid running!"

Yu Wenhuaji flew over, his martial arts were already stronger than the two, not to mention that Kou Zhong and the two were seriously injured now.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer!

Kou Zhong gritted his teeth, wanted to let go, blocked Yu Wenhuaji, and let the people around him run first, one at a time, it was better than both of them breaking here.

As soon as he moved, Xu Ziling understood his plan. The two grew up wearing a pair of trousers. Who didn't know who was who? He clasped each other's hand tightly and said calmly: "Buddhist pagoda!"

The stupa in the distance is faintly visible in the flames, and only a rough outline can be seen, but that stupa is their hope. As long as they go there, they can jump into the moat and escape, and no one can catch them Here they are.

Just reach the pagoda.

The sound of the wind condensed behind him, Xu Ziling suddenly pulled Kou Zhong forward, protecting him in front of him, the Longevity Art circulated in his body, and the true energy gathered on his back, he planned to resist this palm forcefully!

Kou Zhong's eyes were red, his teeth were clenched tightly, and a bloody smell was already oozing from his lips.

Seeing that the palm was about to hit, at this moment, a piano sound suddenly sounded.

Zheng——In such a night full of slaughter and blood, the sound of the piano that suddenly sounded was not pleasant at all, but inexplicably strange.

And it was the sound of the piano that made Yu Wenhuaji's palm froze for a moment. Even if it was only a blink of an eye, it was enough for Xu Ziling to avoid the palm and escape from his palm completely.

Yu Wenhuaji was horrified, he couldn't care less about Xu Ziling and the other two, he suppressed the turbulent blood in his body, and shouted: "Who?!"

"Heh!" A sneer sounded, and a slender figure walked out of the darkness. He was tightly wrapped in a black cloak, and his messy long hair fluttered in the wind. His face was very white, an unhealthy paleness, but his eyes were very pale. Bright, bright seems to be able to burn people.

"Yan Xiubai!" Yu Wenhuaji was really surprised, and then he sneered, "Since you escaped, why didn't you leave early, and you insisted on this muddy water, because you think you died not early enough?!"

"It doesn't matter who died!" Yan Xiubai held the piano and scolded coldly: "Killing the king and seizing the throne, the crime should be punished!"

"Hahahahahaha!" Yu Wenhuaji laughed wildly: "Nowadays, only you really respect Yang Guang as an emperor, but how did your majesty treat you? He would rather listen to villains than Willing to listen to your heartfelt words, but instead summon you to prison and let people torture you. He wants you to die in prison on purpose. For such a person, you are still loyal to him? Really stupid!"

"Eating the king's salary, and being loyal to the king, this is the duty of a courtier."

Yan Xiubai is very uncomfortable now, his body is a little hot, and his heart is even more burning.

When he arrived, Sui Emperor Yang Guang was already dead, even his head was chopped off. Of course, he didn't feel sorry for Yang Guang's death, but the emperor died. Where can he get his emperor's favor?He rushed back here with a fever, but got such a result. He was naturally angry with the culprit!

Yu Wenhuaji didn't know that he was being angered, but he could see the other party's determination to kill him, he sneered: "You are indeed a loyal minister, loyal to the emperor, loyal to the country, and even your moral character is better than most people Noble, but so what, others will not appreciate you, nor admire you, they will only call you a lackey of the emperor, but I, I am indeed a rebellious minister who kills the king, but the people outside the palace will praise me, Kneel down and bow down to me!"

"You and I have been officials in the same dynasty for many years, and the words you and I have said together are not as much as tonight. You are just trying to delay time." Yan Xiubai glanced at the rebels who were gradually swarming around, and said lightly: "These, Is that enough? General Yuwen’s reputation as a master has spread all over the world, but he didn’t expect to be afraid of a little civil servant like me in the end.”

The sarcasm in the other party's tone can be heard by anyone. Yu Wenhua is naturally angry, but he will restrain himself and will never be restrained by the other party.

He is a cautious and cunning person. He has been a minister in the same palace for many years, but he has never seen that this Master Yan is actually good at martial arts. Just from the moment just now, he can know that the other party is definitely a master, and it is very likely that he is a master. Grandmaster level master.

Isn't this quite scary!

A master-level master who hides so well and doesn't know the details!

Facing such a person, Yu Huaji had to be cautious.

The sound of the zither was clanging, with the sound of killing and cutting, which was very consistent with the scene tonight.

Xu Ziling frowned, listened to the faint sound of the piano, and whispered: "Aren't we being too disrespectful?"

Kou Zhong's hands and feet are weak now, if he hadn't been supported by Xu Ziling, he would have collapsed on the ground.

At this moment, the two of them are huddling in a dark corner of the pagoda. Not far away is the moat. As long as they jump down and dive for half an hour, they can fly as high as the sky. Obviously the way out is in front of them, but the two of them None of them moved.

Kou Zhong frowned, and said: "Brothers are the ones who want to talk about loyalty, and we don't know him, and according to Yu Wenwen's intentions, that person is still a dog official in front of the emperor."

"But he saved us after all."

"It was also for Emperor Dog to find Yu Huahua and take revenge. It was just a coincidence that he saved us."

"Coincidentally, it's also a rescue..."

The two looked at each other, frowning as if they were comparing each other, who was more conflicted than who.

They didn't go back to save people, but they didn't just leave. The sound of the piano in the distance became more and more urgent...

Yu Wenhuaji never thought that a single person and a qin could be so powerful. The qin was supposed to be a pretentious elegance in the hands of literati, and it was the melodious sound of Yanjie and Liuxiang, but in the hands of this person, But it can kill people.

Ordinary soldiers exploded to death without even touching the corners of their opponent's clothes. For soldiers fighting on the battlefield, they are not afraid of real swords and guns. Which elite soldier didn't crawl out of a mass grave, but now , They were afraid of this unpredictable method.

They don't even know how they died.

Fear because of the unknown.

Yu Wenhuaji saw their cowardice, Yan Xiubai, this person cannot stay!

He restrained the churning inner breath in his body, the long sword was unsheathed, and the blade like autumn water reflected the fire in the distance.

His hand holding the sword was very steady, even though the sound of the piano had a huge impact on him, his hand holding the sword did not tremble at all.

Boom, the red light exploded in front of his eyes, Yu Wenhua and his eyes were stabbed in pain, he closed his eyes instinctively, dodged to avoid, boom boom boom, the darkness in front of him made his hearing sharper, what's the matter? Things, far and near, kept ringing in his ears.

No, something was wrong, Yu Wenhuaji suddenly opened his eyes, and blocked with his backhand. With a bang, sparks flew, and the sword that appeared behind him quietly was blocked by him.

Cold sweat broke out on Yu Wenhuaji's forehead. His intuition of fighting life and death for many years saved him. Everything was just an illusion, an illusion imposed on him by the sound of the piano. Only the sword behind this is the real killing move!

"It does have some skills." Yan Xiubai's eyes lit up, and he was really interested, "Then let's see if you can catch my sword!"

The sword energy soared into the sky, and the figures of the two were so fast that others could hardly catch them. The more Yu Huaji fought, the more frightened he became, and the harder he fought. gotta get heavy.

Finally, when the two swords intersected for the last time, his sword couldn't stand it any longer and snapped, and he spat out blood from his entire mouth and flew backwards.

The coach was seriously injured, and the others began to panic. Fortunately, at this time, Yu Wenzhi arrived with the crossbow team. When the arrows shot across the sky, a black figure rose from the ground, and a few flashes disappeared behind the numerous buildings.. ....

"Follow me! Those who kill him will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, and those who can be captured alive will be granted ten thousand lords!"

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The arrest warrants belonging to Yan Xiubai were posted all over the streets and alleys of Jiangdu, but at that time, he had already left the city.

He didn't go fast, the prison disaster, and the fighting that night made him burn a little bit, not to mention, he now has an extra oil bottle.

Looking at the small oil bottle in his hand, he sighed again. Although he was reluctant to admit it, this was the only spoil he got when he broke through the siege and left the palace - a baby who was just a few years old.

Why did he catch the old maid in a daze when she was dying to stuff the child in his arms? This is obviously a huge trouble, from the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and the safety lock hanging around her neck. As can be seen.

He got himself into a very, very big problem.

When the baby in the swaddle cried, his dizzy head, which was already a little dizzy because of the fever, became even more confused. He had raised more than one child, but those were all old enough to take care of themselves, who would come? Tell him, what will happen to such a baby who can't speak, can only cry, and doesn't understand anything? !

Yan Xiubai regretted it for the [-]th time.

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Protecting the child in his arms, Yan Xiubai used lightness skills to drive along the way. It took a long time before he saw a small dilapidated village. At this time, the child had already cried several times from hunger, and Yan Xiubai wondered whether he could support him. . '

To make a child cry from hunger, even a few months old, is a sinful thought.

The village is very depressed. It must have experienced the baptism of war. Many houses are empty.

Yan Xiubai's appearance attracted some people's attention, and the guarded eyes relaxed a little when they saw his thin figure and the child in his arms.

He was a little thankful, fortunately, he had changed the original blood-stained clothes because he couldn't bear the mess, otherwise, it would be a matter of opinion whether these frightened villagers would not let him enter the village.

Yan Xiubai searched for a long time and asked everyone in the village, but he couldn't find a woman with milk. In the end, the village chief donated his sheep. Although the sheep was thin, it just gave birth to a cub a few days ago. , the milk is sufficient, and it is no problem to feed a baby.

Fortunately, the child is not picky about food, maybe he is very hungry, when Yan Xiubai used a spoon to feed him little by little, he drank quickly.

Yan Xiubai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, old man." Yan Xiubai nodded his head in thanks.

The old village chief sat at the door, smoking a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Your younger generation is being polite. In this world, everyone is in trouble. If you can help a little."

Yan Xiubai thanked again with a smile.

Because of the sheep of the old village head's house, Yan Xiubai temporarily stayed in this place, so he didn't have to worry about the place to live. There were many vacant houses in the village, so he could just pick a house and clean it up.

The village is quite remote, and there are not many newcomers. Yan Xiubai doesn't have to worry that people from Jiangdu will come here. Moreover, Yang Guang just died, and a lot of things are waiting for Yu Wenhuaji to deal with. He still needs to recuperate. It doesn't take much experience to stalk him.

Yan Xiubai was convalescing his illness and raising his children at the same time. When he had free time, he had to think about his future. Yang Guang died, what would happen to his holy favor?

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, many heroes competed for the throne, and there were quite a few emperors who became emperors, such as Li Zitong, Li Mi, Wang Shichong, etc., and the final winner was the Taiyuan Li family.

Wait a minute, he is really dizzy, the end of Sui Dynasty and the beginning of Tang Dynasty, this is the Tang Dynasty, Tang Taizu Li Yuan, Tang Taizong Li Shimin, he came from the beginning of Tang Dynasty, he was able to witness the rise of Tang Dynasty from beginning to end, so meaningful , The exciting thing, it took him a day to realize it, and it really was that his brain was burning and dull. '

He decided to take refuge in Li Shimin, witness the growth of Emperor Taizong, and at the same time earn his favor, what a bargain, maybe he can earn 24 meritorious officials in the future.

The more Yan Xiubai thought about it, the more he felt that it was a good thing, and even his illnesses felt much better.

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Yan Xiubai’s goat’s milk is not for free. In his spare time, he began to treat the people in the village. Most of the people left in the village are old, weak, sick and disabled. , I don’t have the capital to see a doctor, and I have to take care of serious and minor illnesses by myself, especially for Zhuangzi who has survived the baptism of war like this here.

Also because of his skill, Yan Xiubai, who had been somewhat shunned before, became respected all of a sudden.

Yan Xiubai's medical skills are not bad, his temper is also good, and he treats people kindly. Gradually, no matter whether it is an adult or a child in the village, Doctor Yan shouted at him.

Yan Xiubai got along well with them. The only thing he regrets now is that when he escaped from the palace, why didn't he take some gold and silver with him?He is short of money, very short of money, he was penniless when he left Beijing, not to mention raising a child now.

Even the swaddling clothes wrapped around the child were supported by people in the village.

He had never been so shabby.

Yan Xiubai stayed in the village for ten days. After ten days, he carried the child and set off for the north, and all kinds of news came to him along the way. '

For example, Yu Wenhua and regicide proclaimed themselves great prime ministers, and established Qin Xiao Wang Yang Hao as emperor in Jiangdu, Wang Shichong, Yuan Wendu, Lu Chu and others supported Yue Wang Yang Tong as emperor in Luoyang, and Li Yuan supported him in Chang'an. Yang You became emperor and changed the name to "Yining".

As soon as Yang Guang died, three emperors suddenly appeared in the world, which is not without absurdity.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see right away that the emperor is just a puppet, a fig leaf covering the face of an ambitious man, and once it is useless, he will die. '

During this journey, the people Yan Xiubai saw the most were the refugees. The world was in chaos, and the people who suffered the most were the common people. Now Yan Xiubai is just an ordinary civilian. Even if he can help one or two, he has no ability to help more.

The only thing he can do is to see a doctor for the person he meets. For this reason, he even violated his own principles and used his martial arts to steal and buy medicinal materials.

At the beginning, he locked up Chu Liuxiang's cell for robbing the rich and helping the poor. At that time, he never thought that one day, he would follow the example of that handsome Chu Xiang, just to save a few more people.Nothing is more ridiculous than this.

Violating the long-standing principle, he didn't feel good, but he didn't regret it.

Because of his treatment and medicine along the way, he has gradually gained some reputation, and among the refugees there will always be people talking about that Dr. Yan.

He treats people kindly, has superb medical skills, and is compassionate. He is the best doctor in the world.

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When Yan Xiubai was treating someone, he immediately noticed the young man.

Compared with those refugees who have been numb in pain, that person is really special. Even though the other person is unkempt and ragged, he is no different from ordinary refugees, but he has a pair of clear and quiet eyes, which are so eye-catching. separate from others.

What's more, even though the light at night was not very good, Yan Xiubai could still recognize that this person was one of the people who escaped from Yu Wenhuaji that night.

The moment the two pairs of eyes met, Yan Xiubai recognized Xu Ziling, but Xu Ziling didn't recognize him, it can't be his fault, that night, he and Kou Zhong were so busy running for their lives that it was too late, so there was other things to be taken care of, besides, they I never met the savior from the beginning to the end.

Although he didn't recognize the other party as his savior, he had learned from the people around him that he was the admirable Dr. Yan.

Xu Ziling's gaze followed the other person all the time. He watched him feel the pulse, see a doctor, prescribe prescriptions, and give medicines. It was just a temporary shed. When Dr. Yan was serious about treating patients, he felt a sense of sacredness in a trance.

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but at this moment, he has a feeling, how easy it is to kill someone, especially in terms of his current force, it's so difficult to save someone's life if he can take someone's life with a wave of his hand.

What a wonderful thing to kill and save people, Xu Ziling sat cross-legged, letting himself fall into this sudden realization.

When he woke up from meditation, the sky had already darkened, the sun was setting, the residual heat began to subside, and a chill gradually rose in the air.

As soon as Xu Ziling opened his eyes, he met a pair of scrutinizing gazes. The person squatting in front of him stretched out his hand and put it on his wrist. This is the lifeblood of martial arts practitioners, and those who do not trust it wholeheartedly should not touch it at will. Yes, but Xu Ziling just moved his fingertips a little, and let the other party catch the pulse of his wrist.

Yan Xiubai frowned, and then simply said, "Take off your clothes!"

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