The soldiers looked at each other - reasonably, the students of the Imperial College were right. The court's Dengwen Guard was managed by the Jinwu Guard, the lung stone was managed by the General of the Left Supervisor, and the last letter was managed by the Liberation Envoy. This envoy was a position of dispatch, mostly served by the Censor General.

But over the years, no Jinwu Guard soldier has heard of someone playing the drum, so today the student suddenly visited him, leaving them at a loss.

While confronting each other, a group of people suddenly ran out of the Guangjie Gate. Gao Yue saw that the head was Guo Zhuan, followed by bad people in Jingzhao Mansion wearing soap robes, one, two, three, four, six, seven, eight, nine people in total, and surrounded by Jingzhao Young Yin Du Ji, who was anxious.

"You are not studying scriptures in the museum, but you actually trespassed into the palace. Do you think of my Tang Dynasty's laws without anything?" Du Ji panted, furiously crossed his waist, stood between the soldiers and the disciples, and said to Gao Yue and the others.

"We want to beat the Dengwen Drum." The students shouted.

"What are you doing when you beat the Dengwen Drum? Can you tell Xiao Zongbo if you have anything to do? (The Imperial College of the Tang Dynasty was actually under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites is also known as Xiao Zongbo)" Du Ji felt it was unreasonable.

"I just ask if Yang Xiang's promise in the Imperial College that day has been fulfilled? Xiao Zong Bo doesn't care about this." The student's meaning is that, we must complain directly.

"Young Yin, you were also present at that time. You made a promise in person."

"Yes, yes, hundreds of people heard it with their own ears."

Du Ji was a little embarrassed, but the promise that day should disappear with Yang Wan's death. He didn't want to admit it, so he became stern and shouted, "According to the Tang Dynasty's law, those who beat the drums, the Jinwu official will register their name and origin, and then hand it over to our Jingzhao Prefecture to terminate."

The students were furious, "Then we will go and set up the lung stone."

"The Lip Stone will eventually be handed over to Jingzhao Prefecture to terminate." Du Ji laughed, and then said to Guo Zhuan beside him ferociously, "If Jinwu Guard doesn't do anything, don't you do it? I'll beat all this group of aconitum selves, and I'll arrest a few evildoers and punish them severely!"

On weekdays, Guo Zhuang would hold an iron hook and rod on the spot and beat the disciples until their souls left their bodies. But now when he heard Du Ji's order, he pointed at himself in great distress and pointed behind him - behind Guo Zhuang. There were ten bad people together.

Previously, Yang Wan stipulated that there could only be ten followers of the Grand Ordination or Shaoyin of Jingzhao Prefecture. Yang Wan died today and had not had time to change it!

And that Jingzhao Yin Li Han, because he was a single day, did not work in the Daming Palace, but in the Jingzhao Mansion Party in Guangdefang (maybe he had already gotten off work).

"What are you afraid of? Jingzhao Mansion is standing behind you!" Du Ji shouted to cheer Guo Zhuan.

Guo Dun was still hesitant, so Du Ji called out, "Guo Dun, do you want to do it right now?"

The future is important, Guo Zhuang rushed forward, and the chains in his hand clattered, ready to catch people!

Gao Yue was in the crowd, put his finger on his lips and whistled "swoosh".

The students separated the team, and the Bohai Tai student Yang Xi rushed over, about five or six feet away from the stunned Guo Zhuan, screaming "Oh" and then fell to the ground, then tilted his head to the south, and hurriedly sprinkled his face with a skin filled with chicken blood in advance, then rolled his eyes and "unconscious".

"You, you?" Guo Duan was shocked. I didn't touch you at all, why did you fall down?

"Oh my God, Yang Xi!" Many Imperial College students knelt on the ground, picked up Yang Xi heart-wrenchingly and cried, "The bad guys in Jingzhao Mansion have killed the Tai students, are there any other kingly laws!"

Even the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard were in shock and retreating.

Gao Yue also jumped out, spitting everywhere, pointing at Guo Duan who was shocked, yelling, "You're done, you're done, this person is not from our Tang Dynasty. He came across the sea from the Bohai Kingdom. Killing foreign friends will be more guilty!"

"No, I, I have to test his injuries." Guo Zhuan was sweating profusely and wanted to continue to step forward, looking at Yang Xi who was still rolling his eyes.

Who would have thought that the Duke of the Soldier shouted, "It's not all that killing people, but you still want to steal the corpse?"

"The Emperor of Yuan Sheng, Wen and Wu Xiao, issued an edict in the past, saying that if he hit the drum, General Jinwu took the letter as an advance, and he would not be injured or allowed to cover up and prohibit it... Today, not only did he ignore the edict, but he also killed the Tai students. Let us rush in to let the Holy Lord know our injustice. He will never give up until he sees the prime minister today!" The disciples immediately carried Yang Xi and rushed towards Guangjie Gate with a rumbling sound.

Guo Zhuan and other bad people suddenly lost their courage and were urinating. Du Ji was so scared that he ran to the right Jinwu Guardyard. Even the Jinwu Guard soldiers hurriedly made way out of the queue and waited for a new order in the palace wall to come before making a break.

The students of the Imperial College were unobstructed and rushed straight through the Guangjie Gate and rushed to the Xigong Hall.

At this moment, Cui Kuan, the chief censor who was on duty on the censorship, hurriedly walked down from Qifeng Pavilion. When he saw the students running towards him, he shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"

"I don't do the job of the Chief Secretary. Now I won't be able to fight, I will only beat Dengwengu!" The students carried Yang Xi's "bloody" "corpse" and rushed towards Dengwengu.

"Oh." Cui Kuan immediately ran away lightly, and disappeared in a flash.

Before Dengwen Drum, seeing that other Jinwu and soldiers from the prison had no time to arrive, the disciples took the opportunity to put Yang Xi down and asked him to change into clean clothes. Then everyone knelt around Dengwen Drum and bowed down, singing and crying.

"Shangtou, drum. Shedtou, drum!"

With such requests, Gao Yue rolled up his sleeves, walked to the Dengwen drum, and pulled out the drumsticks as thick as his arm. He looked up and saw the light red sunset was passing by the sky above the Daming Palace.

"You should be famous as soon as possible. If you travel through this, you will be considered dead." Gao Yue looked at the clouds in the sky, muttered to himself, then gritted his teeth, roared in a low voice, raised the drumsticks desperately, and threw off his arm.

With a sound of "Boom!", his arms trembled, and his strength was accurately fed back, almost shattering his heart.

"Wow, ahhhh!" Gao Yue shouted simply, and his left and right arms were swinging alternately.

It was so shocked that the dust accumulated on the drums had fallen and flew up, which made Gao Yue narrow his eyes and lean his nostrils. He could only hear the drums echoing over the court and Fengluan Pavilions.

Of course, it also shocked to Xuanzheng Hall, Zichen Hall and Yanying Hall, and even to Linde Hall, Taiye Lake and Yintai Gate further away. The officials who were in the previous period, Hanlin scholars on night, Jinwu, the patrol guards, eunuchs and palace maids walking around and doing business, and even the Emperor Daizong who was summoning the right person in Xiao Yanying, all heard the sound of the drums.

"Why are you playing the drum now?" Daizong, who was sitting on the bed of a big rope, was puzzled, and several prime ministers also stared at them.
Chapter completed!