Chapter 19 Building Altars and Building Temples (5)
"Mr. Yang, what are you doing here?"
Yang Huaisheng walked to the accounting room of Sihe Academy, and the accounting clerk asked him with a smile on his face.
"I'll get the money." He said with a straight face.
"You...you want to take money? This matter has to go through Mr. Wei..."
"I also spent money to build this academy. Why can't we just let the people move here?"
"This..." The accountant didn't know what to say.
"Hurry and hand over the key." Yang Huaisheng urged again and again.
The man was afraid of offending him, so he refused to neglect, and hurriedly sent the key to Yang Huaisheng. When he saw Yang Huaisheng opened the door, he walked in.
The accountant turned around and glanced inside along the crack in the door. When he saw Yang Huaisheng opening the cabinet on the east side, he took out about ten taels of silver, then turned around and came back.
At that time, no one could figure out what Yang Huaisheng wanted to do with the money. Later, I heard that Yang Huaisheng wanted to use it to build a "Renxing Pavilion" and envisioned turning it into a place to teach students etiquette and music, and cultivate students.
This is a place of virtue. When Wei Huai heard about this, he said: "If he is allowed to build a temple elsewhere, it will only create a gap between my brothers!" He sent someone to stop the workers at Renxing Hall and put them there.
The more than ten taels of silver were returned together.
When Yang Huaisheng heard about this, he no longer restrained his temper and became furious. He went straight to the Imperial Academy to confront Wei Huai.
"Where's the Weiji wine!" Yang Huaisheng shouted in a rough voice.
Wei Huai was resting in the office, and when he heard Yang Huaisheng's thunderous sound, he knew something was up.
He cleared away the documents on the table, calmed down for a while, and then said: "Brother Zhong Fang, please come in and talk."
He saw Yang Huaisheng push open the door and come in, his eyes bloodshot, running over angrily, and the sound of boots crackling throughout the house.
"Zhong Fang..."
"What do you mean?" Yang Huaisheng stopped paying attention to etiquette at this time. He pointed at Wei Huai's nose and said: "You are not happy if I build a Renxing Pavilion. What's the use of me being the leader of the alliance! You
You say my idea is wrong, why don’t you examine yourself!"
Wei Huai's face turned even redder: "I don't want to have too many disputes with Zhong Fang... Let's not talk about anything else, let's just discuss the matter. You opened this museum in private, how do you want others to see our brothers? Maybe without others, you think I can understand in my heart
Are you comfortable? The three of us and I set up Sihe Academy together, but now you have found another way... In the eyes of outsiders, doesn't this show that the brothers are separated? Of course I won't let you do this!"
"Centrifugal?" Yang Huaisheng sneered and shook his head: "I think you are trying to make us separate!"
"Is that enough?" Wei Huai raised his head, his face darkened, but he still controlled his anger.
"Should I ask you this?" Yang Huaisheng shouted.
"Who are you yelling at!" Wei Huai slapped the table and fired back fiercely.
But as soon as he said these words, he consciously made a mistake, lowered his head, and slowly stretched out his hand; Yang Huaisheng gasped for air and stared at Wei Huai blankly.
Both of them fell deeply into endless silence.
Wei Huai never raised his head again.
But Yang Huaisheng turned around and left without even saying goodbye. He closed the door smoothly.
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The next day, the Imperial College received Yang Huaisheng's resignation. The resignation was extremely concise, occupying only a small space on the paper, and was placed neatly on the table in the Department of Health.
However, Wei Huai was not here today. Si Ye happened to be here. He picked up the resignation letter out of curiosity, read it, and was shocked.
He straightened his clothes, unable to believe that there was a gap between the two of them, so he wiped his eyes again, picked up the resignation letter again, and looked over it again. He didn't miss a word. It was indeed Yang Huaisheng.
Deliver Wei Huai's resignation letter.
The first thought that came to his mind was to go to the palace to report to Prince Wan.
"Your Majesty, this is what happened."
Si Ye knelt on the ground and said nervously.
Wan Heshun didn't even twitch his eyebrows this time, almost didn't react, and acted calmly.
"Yang Huaisheng wants to resign?" He paused meaningfully. "What does Wei Huai think?"
"Wei Huai hasn't seen this letter yet...if he had actually read it, he would never let his subordinates know about it."
After Wan Heshun heard this, he suddenly looked worried: "They call each other brothers, and they are really friends in times of need. How can there be a gap between each other now? Even I don't want to see such bizarre things happen in the Imperial College. Wei Huai is now
Where?" he asked.
"She must be teaching students, she hasn't left yet."
"In that case," Wan Heshun stood up, "I will personally go and persuade him."
"Why bother..." Si Ye started to panic.
"What can I do if I go? As a businessman, don't talk too much!" Wan Heshun scolded him sternly.
When Wei Huai returned to the office and saw the letter, his mind suddenly became blank. He thought these trivial matters were insignificant, but he suffered such a heavy blow.
He was hit hard on the chair by this blow. His spirit became exhausted in an instant. He didn't understand what he had done wrong to cause Yang Huaisheng to be so indignant. He counted on his fingers.
He got up, hoping that Xia Yuanlong would come back soon. He had never missed Xia Yuanlong so much.
But this was a useless expectation. Wei Huai could only calm down his emotions. Without even looking at the resignation letter, he crumpled it into a ball and threw it in the wastebasket. He went to teach the students with depression.
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The students also discovered that Wei Jijiu was in a completely different state. He spoke listlessly and behaved in a dazed manner. They whispered, guessing that Wei Jijiu had met a ghost and seemed to have lost his soul.
"Sir...are you okay?" a student asked timidly.
"Nothing." Wei Huai replied perfunctorily.
"Mr. Wei!"
Wei Huai didn't know where the sound came from. He looked around and saw Prince Wan standing behind the door. He hurriedly walked over and was about to kneel down on the ground, but Wan Heshun grabbed him tightly.
"Mr. Wei, please don't kill Yang Dianbo!" Wan Heshun said loudly, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't hear. This sentence was like thunder.
The whole house was in an uproar.
Wei Huai looked around in panic and saw that the students were all looking at him in horror and talking in a variety of ways. He was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back and his hands and feet were shaking nervously. But this time, the prince couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
, he gritted his teeth and knelt down heavily against Wan Heshun's strength, causing his knees to tremble.
"Master Wan, there is no conclusion yet on this matter..."
"It's bad if it's concluded!" Wan Heshun supported him with concern, "I'm here to intercede for Yang Huaisheng. If the wine sacrifice does not forget your friendship as brothers, I think we should reconcile..."
"There is no such thing..." Wei Huai felt that all his words seemed pale and empty, and no one believed him anymore.
"There is such a thing... Yang Dianbo is not at fault..."
Wan Heshun's words swirled in his head, as if it was about to burst, causing him to suddenly have a severe headache that he couldn't control. He felt the world spinning before his eyes, and a chill all over his body - he then collapsed and fainted on the ground.