[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

It took Yan Xiubai a lot of effort to persuade Yan Changsheng to change the black body. To be honest, he really didn't understand Cang Yun's aesthetics. They were also paid by armor and paid by Tiance. The military men are dressed in red and silver armor, and they are heroic, while Cang Yun is as black as a crow, but there is still a tuft of white hair on the top of his head.

The person who designed such a military uniform for Cang Yun must have enmity with them, or a deep hatred!

In the past, Yan Changsheng always wore such an outfit, like a big crow, but now it has shrunk and is just a little crow. The little crow still has a soft spot for his outfit, and would never take it off easily.

But for Chinese New Year, of course it should be more festive, a black suit looks like a filial piety, Yan Xiubai chased after him all afternoon, and finally succeeded in stripping the black suit off his body.

This is also thanks to the fact that the opponent has shrunk now, otherwise he would never be able to succeed.

Yan Chang's face turned red with anger, and he shivered in the howling north wind wearing only his unlined clothes. The long robe covered his head, covering his body and head, and he could clearly smell The faint scent of ink from the clothes.

Yan Changsheng blushed even more, this time he was ashamed, of course, he would never admit it.

The clothes made for Yan Changsheng were delivered a few days earlier. Both the material and workmanship of the clothes are very exquisite. They are made by the most famous Zhuang Ji in Hezhou Prefecture. No matter what the people said, they didn't confiscate the money, and even sent a few more sets of adult men's clothes. No need to think about it, who it was for.

In Master Zhuang's words, the magistrate kept his treasure. If it wasn't for fear of affecting his reputation, even the gift of thousands of dollars would not be an exaggeration. Now it's just a few sets of clothes.

Yan Xiubai chose a bright red dress for Yan Changsheng. It looked festive. Yan Changsheng's face turned black. If the other party hadn't caught him, he would have almost run away without any hope. To be honest, he never Through such gorgeous clothes.

The red robe, red boots, and even the red headband tied on his head were all red. Yan Changsheng glanced at himself in the mirror, it was so dazzling, just like the red lantern hanging at the door.

Yan Xiubai was quite satisfied. For Chinese New Year, of course he had to dress festively. Moreover, such a bright color didn't go against Yan Changsheng at all. On the contrary, it complemented the delicate facial features of the young man even more eye-catching.

"Not bad!" Yan Xiubai patted his head and praised.

Yan Changsheng knew that he couldn't resist anymore, but he was not reconciled, and finally frowned and demanded that he must also wear red. He couldn't be alone like a lantern, and the other party had to accompany him.

Yan Xiubai thought about it, but he didn't object, and agreed quite readily.

On New Year's Eve, Yan Xiubai had someone prepare a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, and then gave everyone a vacation. Only he and Yan Changsheng were in the main hall.

He was dressed in a dark red brocade robe, but he didn't look evil, but the pair of peach blossom eyes that lined it were more romantic and sentimental.

The sound of firecrackers outside could be heard clearly even at such a distance. After dinner, Yan Xiubai suggested, "Would you like to set off the fireworks? I have asked people to prepare a lot."

Yan Changsheng's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he nodded vigorously.

Before going out, Yan Changsheng habitually picked up the sword and shield that was put aside, which made Yan Xiubai stop, and his eyes fell on his hands.

Yan Changsheng looked at the saber and shield in his hand, then at the other's frowning brows, his eyes were puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xiubai sighed, and said: "Can you put down your shield knife tonight first, we are going to set off fireworks, not go into battle to kill the enemy, so we don't need to carry them anytime and anywhere."

Yan Changsheng pursed his lips. The Cangyun army never left their swords and shields. Even when they were sleeping, their swords and shields had to be within reach to ensure that they could fight at any time.He remembered that when he was young, when he first entered Cangyun, Xue Shuai told him that the weapon in his hand was their closest partner and their life. A lamb ready for slaughter doesn't make any difference!

He has always remembered Xue Shuai's words, and has always done so, but now there is a person who wants him to put down the sword and shield in his hand.

Yan Changsheng clenched his hands subconsciously, and he felt a cold touch. When he looked up, he saw the other party's frowning.

He turned around, put the sword and shield back in place, his hand was empty, and then a hand a little bigger than him stretched out and grabbed him, and the warmth made his hand warm up.

The fireworks are very beautiful. Yanmen Pass is a place of bitter cold. Yan Changsheng grew up there, and he has never seen such a beautiful scenery that is rotten like a flower. His eyes are rounded.

Yan Xiubai was a little funny, handed him the fire folder in his hand, and said, "Go and put one."

Yan Changsheng was naturally not timid. When the fireworks exploded with a touch, he laughed out loud, and the sky filled with fireworks was reflected in his eyes, making them look extraordinarily bright.

Yan Xiubai looked at it, and was a little dazed. This was the first time he saw him laughing so happily. It wasn't a sneer or a sarcasm, but a genuinely happy laugh.

No matter how many fireworks there are in the mansion, they will be finished. Seeing that he likes it, Yan Xiubai thought for a while and said: "I remember that there is a fireworks show in Hezhou Mansion tonight. I don't know if it has started. Do you want to go and see it?"

Yan Changsheng shook his head, "I want to watch the night with you."

Yan Xiubai didn't expect him to say that, he was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "It depends on you."

There was a night watch on New Year's Eve, to welcome the arrival of the new year, Yan Xiubai didn't care much, he just didn't expect Yan Changsheng to care about this.

The night watch between two people is very boring, Yan Changsheng is not a good chat partner, and Yan Xiubai felt that he was about to fall asleep in the silence between the two.

So he decided to find something for himself to do.

"Tell me a story," he said.

Yan Changsheng was stunned for a moment, telling a story?What story to tell?

"Anything is fine." Yan Xiubai yawned, "Otherwise I'd almost fall asleep."

Yan Changsheng frowned so much that he was about to pinch a fly to death. Under the repeated urging of the other party, he managed to hold back a sentence: "Once upon a time there was a mountain..."

"puff--"

The sudden laughter stopped the words that he had managed to hold back, and Yan Xiubai hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while, you continue!"

Yan Changsheng blushed, and suddenly his hands felt itchy, but it was a pity that the shield knife was not with him.

He glared at him, and decided to continue talking for the sake of the other party's apology being sincere.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain. There lived an old monk on the mountain. One day the old monk went out and picked up a child and came back. He named him the little monk..."

"Pfft--cough-cough-"

Yan Xiubai was so sad that he choked. He coughed a few times, wiped away the tears that didn't exist, and said, "Ahem, I'm fine, you continue."

Yan Changsheng couldn't stop talking, he stood up all of a sudden, walked to a place farthest from Yan Xiubai, and sat down.

It directly expresses his current mood.

Yan Xiubai looked at him with a smile, no drowsiness at all, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Xiaoyan, you are so cute, why did I just find out that you are so interesting now..." and the vicious boy from the previous life Men are not the same at all, it turned out that he was so cute when he was young.

Yan Changsheng was angry, he didn't know what was interesting about him, was that the story?But when Xue Shuai told him this story, he listened very carefully, and in the end he was very sad, because the little monk died, and he didn't like the other party's attitude of making fun of him, not at all.

"Stop it!" He refused to talk to him.

Seeing that he was really angry, Yan Xiubai stopped being flirtatious. Although the other party was a milk leopard, it was a milk leopard with only minions, and it hurt to scratch someone.

He waved at him, and seeing that the other party ignored him, he said, "Okay, let me tell you a story as an apology, okay?!"

Yan Changsheng's ears moved.

Yan Xiubai thought about it for a while, and chose a story that he had told many juniors. As for why there are juniors and no juniors, he said that every junior is a potential stock. How far away.

He coughed lightly, and was about to speak when Yan Changsheng interrupted him.

"Wait!" The other party seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said, "I don't want to listen to the story, I want to listen to you playing the piano, just like that night."

Yes, bring some orders.Yan Xiubai didn't object, so he went to fetch the piano.

He came back quickly, holding a Guqin made of paulownia wood in his arms, it was not very expensive, one piece of ten taels of silver, a bit more expensive than the last one.

He tried to play a few notes first, and then said: "The sound quality is not very good, you can only buy this kind of sound for ten taels of silver, you just listen to it."

Although it is just enough, Yan Xiubai's technique has completely made up for the quality defects of the guqin itself.

Yan Changsheng was gradually immersed in the sound of the piano, he knew nothing about the rhythm, he didn't know what the other party was playing, and he didn't know how to describe the beauty of the sound of the piano, but his heart was completely calmed by the sound of the piano .

He thought of that night again, the sudden sound of the piano made the ferocious aura that was about to be uncontrollable in him slowly calm down...

Yan Changsheng liked the sound of the other party's piano, and he liked the person playing the piano more. He had never understood this more clearly than at this moment.

The sound of firecrackers outside had stopped at some point. In the middle of the cold winter night, one of the two played the piano while the other listened quietly. The atmosphere could be called warm.

And at this moment, a piano sound suddenly came in.

Yan Xiubai snorted, and his hands paused slightly, but the sound of the piano outside did not stop, as if it was waiting for him, Yan Xiubai smiled slightly, and followed.

One of the two zither sounds is raised, the other is lowered, the other is as fast as a torrent, and the other is as distant as a cloud.

At the end of the song, Yan Xiubai was extremely happy. He stood tall and laughed loudly: "Your Excellency Xianle, I bow down, can you show up and see me?!"

A chuckle sounded, and a light blue figure floated in, "I haven't seen you in half a year, Mr. Yan, you are safe and well." The person who came said so.

With a handsome appearance, smiling eyebrows, and the familiar smell of tulips, whoever it is if it's not Chu Liuxiang.

As for a court prisoner who ran away from him, Yan Xiubai should take him to prison as soon as he saw him.

But now he only glanced at him, and then all his attention was on the man behind him.

It was a monk, plain clothes and white socks, spotless, as if clouds were hanging down from the nine heavens.

When the man entered the room, under the light, Yan Xiubai was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, and the moment he saw him clearly, he couldn't help being amazed for a moment.

He was so handsome, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and a pretty face like a girl's, but his gentle expression and chic demeanor were definitely not what any woman would have.

The man was still holding the piano in his arms, smiling slightly, gentle and elegant.

"Today I just came out at the invitation of Chu Xiangshuai. I didn't expect to meet a bosom friend. It's a blessing without flowers." He said, glanced at the guqin beside Yan Xiubai, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that this piano is not worthy of Lord Yan's piano skills."

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