Chapter 319 The Day the Law is Revealed

After the meeting, the twelve stationmasters in Guyuan City hurriedly wrote a work plan. The next day, they held a meeting with their subordinates according to the plan. They conveyed the dean's intention, divided the workload, and advised and warned them to get everyone moving.

Saturday, October 10.

At eight o'clock in the morning that day, Yu Xinyi held a large-scale press conference at the top of Mount Songshan.

There are seven wooden chairs at the top of the mountain.

The three chairs in the middle are black, where members of the institute sit.

The four chairs next to it are red, and civilian members sit there. They are the number one and number two figures in their respective jurisdictions.

If it weren't for the email sent by Dean Zhou Xutong, Yu Xinyi would never want to appear in this kind of occasion at this time. To put it bluntly, the dignity maintenance order was Dean Zhao Yuxi's wishful thinking. It was unfair to let her bear the consequences of someone else's wishful thinking.

However, there are few fair things in the world. From the day she joined the institute, from the day she became Zhao Yuxi's assistant, she was destined to serve Zhao Yuxi, give her advice, and bear the consequences.

Thinking of this, Yu Xinyi "accepted her fate": Doing the job well is what Dean Zhao Yuxi and Dean Zhou Xutong wanted. I am just a nobody, I dare not disobey the orders from above.

Xie Yanqi and Yue Haodong sat on the left and right sides of Yu Xinyi.

Xie Yanqi didn't really want to attend this press conference. Would her peers be prejudiced against her if she showed up at such an event? Or even think that she was bluffing?
Senior members of the institute should all know that the person who could write this decree could only be the director of the branch, but the director of the branch did not attend the press conference, which gave them room for imagination.

Although everyone understood the reason, the dean was not there, and he did not personally admit that he wrote every word and every punctuation mark in the decree, so it was inevitable that some people would think that someone else had secretly added something behind the dean's back. In fact, there were some things she added to the decree, and the dean knew and agreed with it, but she didn't want too many people to know about it.

Being able to attend today's reception is a rare honor in Yue Haodong's eyes. He is the only one who came out of the twelve stationmasters in the city. What is special about him compared to other stationmasters? Is it that his asymptotic rate is lower? Not necessarily, everyone is a medievalist. Is it that he has the most people under his jurisdiction? No. There is only one possibility, that among the twelve stationmasters, the dean values ​​him the most.

When answering the reporter's questions, Yue Haodong glanced at Yu Xinyi from time to time. Perhaps soon, he will be the one sitting in the middle position. Yu Xinyi is a medievalist, he is also a medievalist, and they are all medievalists. From the perspective of asymptotic rate, he is not impossible to replace her. To replace her, all he needs to do is say a word. It's that simple. So, when will the dean say this?
There were three people sitting on the black chairs.

In addition to the girl next to her, the other two people have appeared frequently in front of the world. People remember them as the one holding the ribbon and the one issuing the declaration. From today on, people also have a specific name for the little-known third person: the one holding the decree.

The decree was written on a black wooden board about two centimeters thick, made from the same material as the chairs.

Xie Yanqi held the wooden board in her hand and calmly looked at the eyes that people were looking at her. In their eyes, there was doubt, surprise, fear, and rejection. These very different emotions merged into strange looks, appearing in the eyes of the same person, in the eyes of many people, and in her eyes.

8:00, morning self-study ends.

At 8:10, the first class begins.

Halfway through the class, Xu Yingze's assistant sent her a message, "Dean Zhao Yuxi issued a dignity maintenance order in Guyuan City." Xu Yingze felt a little strange when she saw the message: Dean Zhao Yuxi issued a decree she wrote in her jurisdiction, why did you tell me about this?

Xu Yingze's question was soon answered. She looked at the map and understood why the assistant did this: Because your jurisdiction is adjacent to Guyuan City, you are afraid of being affected by the law, so you come to ask me what to do? You ask me, then I will ask Zhao Yuxi.

Before asking for instructions, Xu Ying checked the details of the dignity maintenance order.

After reading the decree, Xu Ying did not want to ask for instructions: The assistant's message did not contain any doubts, so I did not need to make arrangements too early. The dignity maintenance order was too harsh and too cruel, but the decree itself was like Zhao Yuxi herself, and it was hard to guard against. The more you cared, the more likely you would be harmed.

The clearing interface was running, and Xu Ying pushed the tablet to her deskmate: "At eight o'clock this morning, Zhao Yuxi issued a dignity protection order in Guyuan City. My assistant also told me about this."

The Dignity Maintenance Order consists of four general rules and twenty special rules. The four general rules include rewards, fines, executions and privileges. The twenty special rules are mostly related to the calculation of the number of times, paying rewards and fines but not counting the number of times, counting the number of times but not paying rewards and fines, not receiving rewards and counting the number of times, only paying fines but not rewards, and so on.

Mu Zhengguang thought that the person who could write this decree had a working ability far beyond that of an ordinary person. However, the order to maintain dignity had little to do with "dignity", and the decree contained unimaginable malice! Although this malice was well disguised.

"There is a chance that he will be executed immediately. This approach is too extreme. Trampling on the dignity of others is not a crime punishable by death."

"I think so too. Even if the probability of being executed immediately is low, it is still too absolute."

"When we write laws, should we also give privileges to the ancients, the medievals, and the recent past?" Mu Zhengguang knew that he shouldn't give privileges, but he couldn't convince himself: If Lu Xiangyu wasn't a medieval person, would he still be alive? If we weren't medieval people, what kind of life would we face? Privileges exist objectively, take effect at any time, and are inevitable.

Xu Ying thought about it for a long time.

Zhao Yuxi gave the Ancient One 200000 additional opportunities to obtain and pay rewards, but this does not mean that the Ancient One will be beheaded after using up this opportunity. This is absolutely impossible. Zhao Yuxi is such a smart person, how could she tolerate someone challenging her dignity with her decree? Perhaps, the Ancient One will be secretly beheaded after just using up 10000 opportunities. In other words, the privileges promised by Zhao Yuxi are not necessarily true, and can even be said to be a scam. Since it is a scam, it cannot be used.

From another perspective, the ancients already had privileges in many things. Since they already had privileges, why should we give them more privileges?
The third reason is that Zhao Yuxi can see the radius and asymptotic rate of people's domains. We don't have this ability. It is very difficult for us to distinguish between the ancients and the medievals. Even if we promise privileges, we may not be able to implement them accurately.

The fourth reason, the simplest and most important, is that all lives are equal.

"No, just treat everyone the same."

"But, Lu Xiangyu could survive if he was not an ancient person..." Mu Zhengguang didn't want to say the rest, and he couldn't say it.

"The result remains unchanged. Everything is predetermined. Humans cannot decide the life and death of others. For these people, help them if you can, but forget it if you can't."

Mu Zhengguang wrote this down. He didn't understand it, but he thought he would understand it in the future.

(End of this chapter)