girl let me check

Chapter 438 Teachers and Students Chat
Fang Tang refused to let himself leave more than three steps away from her, and Fang Weihan was worried about the situation of the East Palace guards, so he had to take her with him.

The two of them got on the East Palace's carriage and drove towards the camp in the east of the city.

Fang Tang still hugged her arms tightly. The neckline of her palace skirt was slightly wrinkled. From this angle, a faint white arc could be seen.

The girl leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes obediently, and her pretty face was full of peace of mind.

Fang Weihan always felt that she did it on purpose, but he had no evidence.

"Why do we have to take a carriage?" Fang Tang shook his arm.

"If we don't take the carriage... how can we get there? Walk?" Fang Weihan glared at her, "Do you want to tire me, your teacher, to death?"

"Of course not! If I really have to go over there, I will carry you there!" Fang Tang quickly shook his head to deny it, and then slapped his head, "Right, teacher, you may not know this yet."

She opened the car window and waved outside.

Soon, a white cloud-like object floated in and landed on her shoulder. Fang Weihan looked carefully and found a little creature that looked a bit like a unicorn lying on the cloud.

It looked at Fang Weihan with its round eyes, and raised its paws in a friendly manner, as if it was bowing. It looked quite cute.

"Is this... a Qilin?" Fang Weihan asked.

"Teacher, this is a dragon!" Fang Tang grabbed the little dragon's head and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Xinren, call out to the teacher!" She pulled its long dragon whiskers.

"Ow!"

The little dragon was very obedient, and roared in a baby voice. There was not much majesty or dignity in it, but it was really cute.

Without bothering to complain about the crappy name she gave him, Fang Weihan asked in shock:

"Where did this dragon come from?"

The great Zhou Dynasty was about to be established, and there was no dragon companion at the beginning of the founding of the country. What Fang Qianyi had not done, was actually done by Fang Tang a thousand years later?
"I summoned it!" Fang Tang smiled with his eyes narrowed.

Fang Weihan remembered the dragon roars he heard when he just woke up and wanted to drink water. He thought it was a problem with Fang Tang’s practice method, but now it seems that it was not the case, but that she really had a dragon.

Since there is a dragon, doesn't that mean that the luck of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not over yet? Is there hope for this world?

Fang Weihan couldn't help but feel excited.

He and Fang Tang played with almond for a while, then let it go back to the sky.

"How did you recover your memory?" Fang Weihan asked.

At that time, Yun Shu had assured him again and again that Fang Tang's memory would never be restored, but the facts now slapped her in the face.

Fang Weihan was sure that this was definitely one of the reasons why Yun Shu pretended to be dead.

"Because of the token my teacher gave me!"

Fang Tang pulled out the silver-white sword tassel from his chest and waved it in the air. The sword tassel and Zhao Yuan flashed synchronously, and both looked a little happy.

Zhaoyuan Sword is the Linyuan Pavilion's sacred sword, and its sword tassel must be extraordinary. But Fang Weihan didn't expect that this sword tassel actually has the power to transcend time, and even Yun Shu was kept in the dark.

He recalled that Yun Shu hadn't even discovered Zhao Yuan's identity at the time, and suddenly felt that it was not strange that she couldn't find Zhao Yuan's sword tassel.

"What's the use of your crappy book?" Fang Weihan asked in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Although Yun Shu was still pretending to be dead, Fang Weihan always felt that he was being stared at by something, and he felt a chill on his back.

"The magic array on the sword tassel seems to have the function of engraving time. It has accompanied me from five hundred years ago to the present. Later, when the array was activated, all those memories came back."

As Fang Tang spoke, he stuffed the sword tassel into Fang Weihan's hand.

"Teacher, this sword tassel was originally a match for your sword. I'm returning it to you now." The girl tried her best to turn her head away so as not to look at the sword tassel.

Fang Weihan couldn't help but laugh. Fang Tang was quite well-behaved, worthy of being a student he taught.

He touched the girl's head and said, "How can you take back a gift you've given away? Just keep it for yourself."

"If it weren't for this sword tassel, we wouldn't have met on Tian Street five hundred years ago, let alone meet again today five hundred years later. We all have to thank it."

"Hmm!" The girl felt sweet in her heart and leaned towards him again, almost falling into his arms.

Her phoenix eyes were sparkling, curved into crescents like a little girl who had obtained her favorite toy.

Compared to Fang Weihan's self-evident thoughts, Fang Tang, as a girl, naturally thought more.

The teacher did not take back the sword tassel he gave him, which meant that the teacher still recognized the relationship between him and him!

Since meeting the teacher, Fang Tang has always felt that, based on what he did, the teacher must still have some resentment in his heart, even if he didn't say it. Every time he thought that the teacher might distance himself from him because of this, Fang Tang's heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe.

But now it seems... Well! The teacher is still willing to forgive me! Fang Tang swore that he would never let the teacher suffer any grievances in the future.

"I want to thank Jiansui, and even more so, thank the teacher!" Fang Tang said with a smile.

She came closer, half of her thigh almost pressed against him. The soft, full and elastic touch made his heart skip a beat.

He would have to find an opportunity to talk to Fang Tang about this matter indirectly. He needed some time to adapt. Of course, he thought Fang Tang needed it too.

Fang Weihan turned his gaze and looked towards Changming City outside the window.

It has been three days since the siege of Changming was lifted. The daily life of the residents of Changming City has gradually resumed, and the reconstruction of various infrastructures has begun. Among the pedestrians on both sides of the street, the majority are civilians and strongmen carrying stones, and vendors have gradually started their business. The prosperous street scene of the imperial capital has been restored to about 70%.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?" Fang Tang moved his little head, chose a more comfortable posture, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Did Changming suffer heavy losses during this attack by the alien race?"

Fang Weihan looked at the incomplete archway high up. The characters "Chang" and "Xing" on it were faintly visible, but the character "Fang" along with the stone carving had completely disappeared.

This is Changxingfang, one of the most prosperous fangs in Changming City. It is the headquarters of Xie's and Zhou's banks, and is also the core area of ​​Tianjie.

"Yes, it is indeed very serious." Fang Tang said with a little sadness, "Of the 112 wards in Changming, 59 wards have suffered varying degrees of damage, and 12 wards have more than half of their buildings destroyed."

"If converted into silver...about 8 million taels of silver were destroyed."

"How many people died?" Fang Weihan asked.

"We are still counting." Fang Tang whispered, "The weapons of the alien race are too powerful. Almost every launch can take the lives of dozens of people. The siege lasted for eight hours, and they have no idea how many times they launched the weapons."

"The twelve wards in the north of the city, as well as the two wards of Yining and Anxing near the new city gate, were the worst hit. Anxing ward was almost completely razed to the ground."

As she said these words, the girl's slender brows were slightly furrowed, with a depression that was like a dark cloud that was difficult to dissipate.

Fang Weihan sighed: "Don't blame yourself too much, these are unavoidable losses."

"If it weren't for you, we would all have died. It was you who saved everyone in Changming, Your Highness."

The teacher praised me! Listening to the teacher's gentle praise and feeling the teacher's gaze, Fang Tang couldn't help but giggled, and a blush appeared on his cheeks.

After laughing foolishly, Fang Tang seemed to remember something and grabbed his sleeve and shook it: "Teacher, do you still call me Princess?"

"What should it be called..."

Fang Weihan suddenly thought of the conversation between Bilong and her that she heard in Yingluan Palace, and a vague guess came to her mind.

Could it be that……

"Squeak!"

The carriage slowly stopped, and the respectful voice of the Luantai Guards came from outside the carriage:

"Your Majesty, we are here."

"Ah."

Fang Tang looked up at Fang Weihan.

"Teacher, shall we go?"

After saying this, without giving him any chance to refuse, the Queen of Great Zhou pulled him down from the carriage by the arm.

"Long live your Majesty!"

The roar of the mountains and the sea startled Fang Weihan.

Looking around, the Luantai Guards, court officials, guard soldiers, and large groups of civilians all knelt on the ground, expressing their highest respect to the girl beside them.

The Zhou Dynasty was a very conservative traditional society. Although aristocratic families had long controlled the government, in their minds, they still held the concept of "All under heaven belongs to the king." The Zhou emperor was still the king who ruled this land and the common ruler of the world elected by the common people.

This was the case when there were no dragons in the Zhou Dynasty, but once a real dragon appeared, no one in the world would be able to question Fang Tang's status.

The one who gets the dragon's approval must be the Zhou emperor. Especially since she beat 80,000 aliens with her sword and made them flee in panic, Fang Tang's prestige reached the highest peak in the past thousand years except for Fang Qianyi.

There is no way. That shocking sword can be seen from miles away. I have no choice but to accept it.

"Everyone get up." Fang Tang said lightly.

Everyone stood up and naturally saw Fang Tang holding the hand of His Royal Highness Prince Guangling, and the action was very intimate.

Everyone's reactions to this situation are different.

From the perspective of the common people, Fang Tang and Fang Weihan are royal siblings, so it is understandable that they are close. Besides, the Eastern Palace Guards are the only army that came to Changming for support this time. His Royal Highness Prince Guangling has come all the way here with his army, so it is reasonable for His Majesty the Emperor to be touched.

The royal sisters are friendly and respectful to each other, which may become a topic of conversation among the people of Changming after dinner.

From the perspective of the Luantai Guards and the ministers from the aristocratic families, this matter was not quite normal.

The Luantai guards thought, "Our Majesty is such a noble person, and you let her take the initiative to hold your arm. Even if you Fang Weihan has made great contributions, you are not worthy! How can you accept this great grace from heaven?"
The minister's thoughts were obviously more complicated.

Ever since the true dragon appeared in the world, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Fang family's revival is unstoppable, and now everyone must re-examine their stance.

The ministers who had not yet had the chance to join the Fang royal family suddenly brightened up and began to plan whether they could find a breakthrough from Fang Weihan and show their intention to get close to him.

Ministers who were close to the emperor felt that Fang Tang's actions were disgraceful to the royal family. How could the emperor, who was in a high position, help others? The ministers who were even closer to the emperor began to consider whether they should show goodwill to Fang Weihan, the Prince of Guangling, and the political forces behind him since the emperor was so fond of him.

As for the soldiers of the Eastern Palace Guard, they didn't have any opinions, they just felt that their guards looked quite compatible with His Majesty the Emperor.

"Hey, Lao Yang, do you think our guard commander is living off his wife again?"

Chen Yuxian quietly poked Yang Fengqi with his elbow.

"General Chen, you cannot talk nonsense about His Majesty." Yang Fengqi looked straight ahead, holding the sword with one hand, his face solemn.

"Old Yang, look at it, look at it, does His Majesty's smile look like that of a little girl who has just fallen in love?" Chen Yuxian continued to analyze, "This is definitely not a smile between a brother and sister, right? Which brother and sister can be like this?"

"I never expected it. When the Majesty asked us to go to Wuling, I was thinking that maybe she didn't like our guard. But now, look, it has become like this."

"To be honest, I find that our guards are born with the physique of being a gigolo. Look at Miss Xie, Miss Xiao, Miss Tao, and the current emperor, tsk tsk ..."

No matter how he whispered, Yang Fengqi turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear.

Soon, after Fang Tang and Fang Weihan greeted the ministers, they came to the East Palace Guards.

"Greetings to His Majesty! Greetings to Commander Wei!" Everyone saluted.

"Don't be nervous. Today I am just here to accompany His Royal Highness Prince Guangling to take a look." Fang Tang smiled gently, "You guys take care of your own business, and I will just listen from the side."

Fang Tang made her position clear, but it was obvious that the East Palace Guards and their men did not dare to really assume that she did not exist.

"How many casualties did we suffer this time?" Fang Weihan asked.

Yang Fengqi stepped out and answered: "The Palace Guards and Imperial Guards had 2,689 killed and 4,341 wounded. The Guards had 3,266 killed and 5,732 wounded."

"3,521 killed and 2,394 wounded."

"In this battle, the total number of casualties among the entire army was 9,476, and the number of wounded was 12,467."

Fang Weihan was shocked when he heard the data reported by Yang Fengqi.

The Donggong Guards had only 40,000 soldiers, and they suffered more than 20,000 casualties in this battle, which was more than half. Moreover, the casualties of the cavalry troops were as high as 90%, and the most elite Nei-zuo troops were almost all injured.

This was undoubtedly a heavy blow. It can be said that in order to rescue Chang Ming, the combat effectiveness of the Eastern Palace Guards has now been reduced to only one third of the original, and they have no ability to fight again.

Fortunately, they won. If they hadn’t won, Fang Weihan couldn’t imagine how he would face his subordinates.

These were all soldiers he had trained personally, but now they were all dead in their hometown. Fang Weihan felt extremely heavy-hearted.

"They are all the most loyal warriors of the Great Zhou, and they should not die in obscurity." Fang Tang said in a low voice, "In three days, the funeral will be held, and I will personally deliver the eulogy."

"The pensions and funeral expenses for soldiers killed in battle shall all be paid from the national treasury."

After hearing this, the guards of the Eastern Palace were moved. The new emperor of the Great Zhou was much more humane than the previous one.

"I will lead the entire army on behalf of the East Palace Guards. Thank you, Your Majesty." Fang Weihan bowed slightly to Fang Tang.

But before he could bend his waist, Fang Tang quickly grabbed his arms, preventing him from bending his waist.

"No need to salute, this is as it should be."

As the girl spoke, she looked at him with a slight frown, as if to say:

"Teacher, are you trying to embarrass your students?"

(End of this chapter)