Gao Yue ran away from Hongshao Pavilion. He ran out of the door and hurriedly rode his horse and asked the old servant to hurriedly lead the horse back to the Imperial College in Wubenfang.

When Yang Wan held a birthday party in the Imperial College, she swore loudly that since he was the prime minister, he had to solve three things: one was to order the Buddhist temple to withdraw its land, the second was to improve the status of the Imperial College, and the third was to increase the salary of the Beijing officials. She said that these three things must be done, "unless I die."

Who would have thought that just a few days later, Yang Xiangguo really passed away.

Alas, should the flag be so brightly erected! But when thinking of Yang Wan's words and deeds, Gao Yue still remembered a sentence, which is "a good person will not live long."

In front of the gate of the Imperial College's courtyard wall, Gao Yue got off the horse and handed the old servant fifty cents of copper coins. He asked him to send the hired horse back to the Xiaoshi Cabinet in Xiaohaichi, and then hurried in.

Sure enough, between the Lu Saint Palace and the Thesis Hall, many school officials and Imperial College students knelt or stood in a dense manner, and they were crying, crying for the old man. Some even beat their chests and stamped their feet, as if they were losing their parents.

Sad faces were presented before Gao Yue. They were not only moved by Yang Wan's kindness, but also worried that after Yang Wan's death, the promises he made during his lifetime would be "destroyed by others" and would be wasted.

Gao Yue pushed the crowd away and came to the base of the wall of the Taixue Pavilion. There, the Duke of the Military Affairs and more than ten "Taofen Shed" were discussing something anxiously. When he saw Gao Yue coming to them, he shouted in unison, "Taiwan Head!"

"Why is there any news about the imperial court when Yang Xiangguo passed away?" Gao Yue directly asked the topic of concern. He felt that the Imperial College was the department that was most affected by this matter.

Sure enough, a squad named Jie Shanji bowed and told Gao Yue, "A certain clan brother is in the office of the Political Affairs Hall. He sent a message at noon saying that Yang Xiang passed away, and the government should be temporarily presided over by Chang Xiang alone."

"What is Chang Gun's attitude towards the Imperial College?"

Jie Shanji shook his head, "The thing Chang Xiang likes the most is the tribute ceremony of the Ministry of Rites. In this matter, he and Yang Xiang had many contradictions before, so if he was in charge of the government, it would not be a good thing for our Imperial College."

"That means, what Yang Xiangguo said before, to increase the cost of kitchen materials and repair costs for the Imperial College..."

As expected, Jie Shanji shook his head.

The Duke of the Fighter thrust his right palm with his left fist, "It's too difficult to do this!"

Gao Yue nodded: Deducting the money from all officials to support students in the Imperial College, this is a very strong government order. Only those who are virtuous and prestige can continue to implement it. But now Yang Wan has a stroke. For Chang Gun, he wants to continue to implement it. His reputation is the dead Yang Wan, but his resistance and responsibility are his own. Not to mention that Chang Gun has always been incompatible with Yang Wan.

Now, the original fantasies and visions of the teachers and students of the Imperial College have disappeared and fallen back into the abyss.

At this time, Gao Yue suddenly realized that Liu De’s room was not here, so he asked Brother Fangzhai where he was?

Duke Wei and others also said they didn't know.

Before he could continue asking, he could only hear a roar from the door, which was so shocked that all the Imperial College officials and students, including Gao Yue, turned their heads.

I saw that Liu De's room was there on the steps of the gate, panting and trembling all over. Then he said to everyone first, "I, I just came from the other side of An's door."

Then, Liu De's room, who was always timid on weekdays, shed tears, and then continued to shout at the top of his lungs, "I came to the door and heard news. It is said that the Holy Lord was about to ask all officials to go to Yang Xiang's house to express his grief, but someone submitted a memorial to slander Yang Xiang - it said that we must investigate the re-institution of our Imperial College immediately and clean up the house and kitchen of our Imperial College!"

As soon as Liu Deshi said this, Gao Yue felt a sudden slap in his heart. It's over. The problem is serious. This piece of rumor is like a pot of oil pouring on the already raging fire!

Sure enough, among the crowd gathered by the Imperial College, Wang Jiansi, Xiahou Zhiguan, Dr. Su and others began to tremble in their voices and comfort everyone, "The news is not clear, please be calm."

But the students had already begun to ignore the obstacles and returned to the museum, found their legs, sticks, and hoes, and gathered fiercely at the gate of the Imperial College. "We will go to mourn Yang Xiang, and then go and see who was slandering Yang Xiang."

"Yang Xiang's body is not cold now!"

"Yang Xiangzhong's soul is still there, and no one is allowed to slander!"

"First go to Yang Xiang's house to pay condolences, then go to Xiao Xiao to settle the score so that the Holy Lord can also know our voice."

"Let's go, go together!"

Hundreds of students from various Imperial College's libraries followed the already storm Liu De's room like a torrent, and rushed out of the gate.

"Students, be calm!" Wang Jiansi and other school officials struggled to stop them, but they could not stop these indignant students.

Under the wall, Gao Yue said damn, thinking, "Why is Fangzhai so uneasy? Maybe it's because he had hope but now suddenly shattered, the anger he felt made him unable to control himself at all?"

As a result, the Duke of the Guards there had already rolled up his sleeves and shouted that he rushed out with other Imperial College students. When he left, he picked up a broken brick from under the lumen of Lusheng Palace.

"Hey, hey, do you still listen to me as a sack head?" Gao Yue was very annoyed, but his voice seemed insignificant among the hundreds of students rushing out. He had no choice but to be afraid that something would happen to the Duke of the Military Academy and Liu De's room, so he could only follow the last one with his teeth.

Next to the gate, the school officials such as Wang Jiansi and others were silent and sat on the messy steps. They finished crying and said, and now the Imperial College was completely finished.

Yang Wan's house is located in Xiuzhengfang in the south of the city.

The students of the Imperial College were in a state of great momentum, and hundreds of teams in deep clothes ran on the streets, which really scared many people on the roadside. The residents rolled and crawled to avoid them. In the shaking of the crowd, Gao Yue followed behind him, and kept jumping up and waving his hands, hoping to find where Liu Deshi and the Duke of the Military Affairs, "Liu Lushi, the guard shed official!"

In the midst of the smoke and dust, the students of the Imperial College quickly passed several yards and came to the gate of Xiuzhengfang. Gao Yue heard the loud voices of Liu Deshi and the Duke of the Mars, "Yang Xiang's coffin is inside, follow me!"

"Superior Yang!" Hundreds of Imperial College students rushed, disheveled their heads and their hair was spreading, and their crying sounded trembling into the wall of Xiuzhengfang and rushed towards Yang Wan's house.

There were already many vehicles to mourn officials by the gate, and many vicious people were selling things there. As a result, when students from the Imperial College rushed over, their white banners, bamboo poles and cars were snatched away by the students, and they could not move and were smashed, causing a stir.
Chapter completed!