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Chapter 303 Summoned by the Emperor

The ragdoll cat began to flutter in the girl's arms, and its two hind legs kicked her chest: "Let go of me first. How can I hug you properly?"

This time I really stepped on my breasts.

Fang Tang obediently let go of Fang Weihan and carefully placed him on the table. He pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at Fang Weihan at eye level.

The ragdoll cat was licking its messed up hair: "Did you encounter anything happy today?"

"How come seeing me is like a dog seeing sh...bones?"

"Because I met the teacher today...I thought the teacher wouldn't come today."

The girl held her chin up with a smile, her big eyes flashing full of joy.

"Also, teacher, you just wanted to talk about history, right?"

"I didn't, you heard me wrong." The Ragdoll cat immediately denied it. As a civilized prince who never curses, how could such vulgar words come out of my mouth?

"Teacher, you are insulting the royal family. You will be arrested and sentenced." Fang Tang changed the topic, "But if you get the understanding of the person involved, you may be given a lighter sentence."

"Teacher, don't you want to get my forgiveness?"

Fang Weihan was a little helpless by her.

Today's Fang Tang feels like a different person. The shyness and reserve that were left when she was with him before have all been thrown aside, and she has completely transformed into a lively girl.

Still the kind with a very bad temper.

"Tell me, how can I gain Her Royal Highness Princess Taiping's understanding?"

Adhering to the principle that problem children need to be coaxed and good children need to be spanked, he had no choice but to say this.

"Let me hold you."

Fang Weihan: "..."

"Why do you have to hug me?" The Ragdoll cat said it couldn't understand this.

Is it possible that Fang Tang is a Furui control?

"Because I like the teacher."

Fang Tang nodded vigorously and said seriously.

"The teacher is the closest person to me in the world and the only person I can trust unconditionally."

"I'm going to hug the teacher."

The ragdoll cat's tail stiffened for a moment.

It felt an electric current moving all the way down its spine, and finally spread along its butt to the tip of its tail.

Even with Fang Weihan's thick skin, he felt a little embarrassed.

This Fang Tang simply has no martial ethics. How could he say so directly that I like you?

Wouldn't she feel embarrassed? If Wanwan had such courage, she wouldn't have had such a big misunderstanding with her in the first place.

Perhaps...this is the decisiveness of Qisha Xingjun.

If Fang Weihan were a human being, he might even blush with shame. But he is a cat now.

"hug."

Fang Weihan finally had to agree.

"Hehe...Teacher! It smells delicious and soft, Teacher! I really want to take a bite..."

The girl buried her cheek in the ragdoll cat's fluffy hair and breathed in intoxication.

Fang Weihan struggled twice and didn't struggle away, so he simply let her move.

I don’t know what’s wrong with this grandma today. She doesn’t even carry a dagger, and her behavior has no sense of boundaries.

What about her defense against me? Could it be that you figured it out?

This feeling of being completely trusted by others is really good.

The ragdoll cat wagged its tail happily.

Maomao thought about it and felt that Fang Tang had expressed his stance, so it would be inappropriate for him not to express his stance.

"If you have any plans... then go ahead and do it with confidence. I will always be on your side."

Fang Tang's body trembled slightly. She buried her pretty face into the big cat's back and hugged it tightly with both hands.

"I know. Teacher..."

The girl felt her nose was sore for no reason, and she wanted to cry uncontrollably.

She should have trusted the teacher a long time ago, right?

If he didn't really want to help her, how could anyone take great risks and sneak into the palace every day? If he didn't really share her ideas, how could he make suggestions that he always spoke to his heart?

There is no problem with the teacher. There has never been a problem with the teacher.

Everything is because of myself.

The girl sniffed and looked up from the fluffy fur of the ragdoll cat.

"Teacher, are you interested in becoming my lord?"

"Masaru?"

Hearing this unfamiliar word, Fang Weihan was briefly confused for a moment.

Oh, it seems that the queen's husband is called Zhengjun.

Fang Weihan: "???"

"boom!"

The ragdoll cat was furious and swung its paw on Fang Tang's head.

"At such a young age, when you don't think about anything else, you want a man so quickly?"

Fang Tang held his head in pain, with tears streaming down his face: "I'm not thinking of anyone else, I'm thinking of the teacher..."

She tugged on the ragdoll cat's tail and her tone gradually became softer.

"is it okay……"

"No, you haven't even seen what I look like, and you still want me to join the royal family? I don't agree."

Ragdoll simply refused this matter.

Damn it, why does Fang Tang always make diodes? Either total distrust or total trust. I said all the things I wanted to say about my body.

"It doesn't matter if the teacher disagrees. I will make the teacher agree in the future."

Fang Tang held its head and said seriously.

The girl knows very well that there are only a few ways to restrict the relationship between people.

Law, interests, friendship, family affection, love...

Because teachers are so important, Fang Tang feels that he must use all the above methods on teachers.

The Queen...it should be okay if she falls in love with her brother, right?

Fang Tang couldn't help but start thinking.

How about I recognize the teacher as my brother again?

Then she received another slap on the head.

The girl felt aggrieved: "Teacher, why did you hit me?"

"I see you are laughing so much that your mouth is watering. You must not be thinking of anything good."

Fang Weihan glanced at her and retracted his paw.

"And... you don't even know what I look like and you want me to be your prince? What if I'm ugly?"

"The cat that Teacher transforms into is so cute, Teacher must not be ugly!"

Fang Tang said eloquently.

The ragdoll cat pinched out its orchid fingers and smiled charmingly at her: "I'm a girl."

Fang Tang: "?"

"Girl..." She gritted her teeth, "It doesn't matter even if she is a girl. Anyway, the teacher must be my rightful king."

Good girl, you, an emperor, engage in homosexuality, which is against the decision of your ancestors.

Fang Weihan felt dumbfounded by her determination.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about this later."

Fang Weihan couldn't persuade her, so he had to give up for now. "I will continue to teach you how to practice star power today. When you reach the third level of cultivation, we will stop."

"Yeah, I listen to the teacher!"

Today, Fang Weihan simply answered the questions Fang Tang encountered during his practice, and taught her part of his understanding of Linyuan Star Theory.

After all, giving Fang Tang some cultivation was not to let her go into battle to kill enemies, but to strengthen her body.

Although...the effect of strengthening the body is a bit too good.

Farewell to Fang Tang, who studied hard and practiced hard, he returned to reality from the illusion of time and space. It was already early in the morning.

I have to go to Yuanhui Hall to meet Fang Zun this morning, so it's best to take a nap to recuperate.

With this in mind, Fang Weihan quickly took off his clothes and went to bed.

One good thing about Mingwu monks is that they have strong control over their own bodies.

You can be soft if you want to be soft, and you can be hard if you want to be hard. If you want to sleep...you can sleep naturally. So he closed his eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

……

……

The next morning, Fang Weihan appeared neatly under the Yingtian Temple and in front of the Suzaku Gate of the Beigong.

"Ying Tiantan..."

Yun Shu looked at the huge round platform standing tall in front of him and sighed softly.

"Below the Yingtian Temple is the Kunyu Altar of the previous dynasty. On the Kunyu Altar is enshrined the Chixiao Divine Sword of the great ancestor Han. Its sword light is always like red clouds and is most magnificent in the evening. It is known as It is one of the wonders of Changming."

"When Fang Ganyi led his troops to attack Changming, some ministers and generals loyal to the previous dynasty vowed not to surrender, so he summoned those people on the Kunyu Altar, pulled out his Xuan Yao Sword in front of them, and directly killed Chi The Divine Sword of Heaven was split into two. So those people were heartbroken and asked to surrender one after another."

"One sword, one country. A new sword cuts off the old sword, and a new dynasty replaces the old dynasty. This has always been the case, and things in the world are impermanent..."

Fang Weihan listened silently.

He has become accustomed to Yun Shu always telling some wonderful historical facts, and he listens to them with great interest.

Fang Weihan looked up at the towering nine-story platform and suddenly asked: "According to my senior sister, after Fang Tang's death, the Seven Killing Stars did not choose a new Star Lord for five hundred years. Why is this? "

"Seven Kills is like this, he acts casually, but he values ​​love and justice. Like a lone wolf, he doesn't get close to anyone, but he cherishes every relationship extremely."

Yun Shu said leisurely.

"It didn't choose a new star king. It probably felt that they were not worthy...or it was stimulated by Fang Tang's death and became autistic."

"Time will smooth everything out. Every five hundred and twelve years is a period. Calculating the time, it is estimated that it will be fast. A new Seven Kills Star Lord will appear soon."

The girl patted Fang Weihan on the shoulder encouragingly.

"...If we don't bring Fang Tang back."

After saying that, Yun Shu's figure turned into a ray of starlight and disappeared on the spot.

While Fang Weihan was still deep in thought, he heard someone calling his name behind him:

"His Royal Highness Prince Guangling, long time no see."

This is Eunuch Xue's voice.

"I've met Eunuch Xue."

Fang Weihan smiled and greeted him.

Fang Weihan still had a good impression of this old eunuch.

"I also want to chat with His Highness, but it's a pity that time waits for no one." Eunuch Xue said with a regretful smile, "His Majesty is already waiting for His Highness in the Imperial Study Room. Let's hurry over."

"Please, father-in-law, please lead the way."

"Your Highness is welcome."

Fang Weihan followed Xue Fugui, and under the solemn gaze of Zhuqueqi Gate, he walked into the Changming North Palace, the most heavily guarded place in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Perhaps we should add a title after His Highness Prince Guangling in the future... Mr. East Palace Guard Leader? Or General Fang?"

The old man with pale hair smiled.

"Hahahaha... If the father-in-law is willing, of course you can call me that." Fang Weihan changed the topic, "Speaking of which, does the father-in-law know what your majesty's purpose is in calling me into the palace this time?"

Eunuch Xue smiled and shook his head.

"Didn't His Highness already know? Why bother asking?"

Fang Weihan was not satisfied with this answer and continued to ask: "Father-in-law, you should know that what I am asking is not what I am asking, but how to do it."

His words directly made his intentions clear, so as not to leave any escape route for this slippery old eunuch.

"Destiny is determined by God, but everything depends on man. What to do...it depends on His Highness himself."

Eunuch Xue smiled meaningfully.

See myself?

What does this old eunuch mean?

Fang Weihan frowned, feeling like he didn't quite understand.

He originally wanted to ask, what did Fang Zun want him to do when he gave him such a nominal official as the leader of the East Palace Guards? Should he quietly be a smoke bomb, or should he do something to help him attract firepower?

In fact, if Fang Weihan wanted to help Fang Zun attract the attention of the family, Fang Weihan himself would still be willing to do it.

In the context of the increasingly fierce struggle for power between the imperial power and the aristocratic families, this matter is one of those things that is subjectively extremely reluctant, but objectively forced to accept.

But Eunuch Xue said that it’s up to me how to do it specifically?

What the fuck does this mean?

Let me move by myself?

Fang Weihan, who was worried, did not speak anymore, but secretly thought about the meaning of his words.

Soon, the two of them walked to the door of the imperial study room.

"Your Highness, please come in."

Eunuch Xue bowed and opened the door for him.

As soon as Fang Weihan walked into the imperial study, Eunuch Xue closed the door behind him.

The four walls of the huge room flashed with complex patterns of spiritual power, which was a sign that the high-level formation was activated.

For a moment, Fang Weihan thought this was a trap aimed at him, and he was instantly ready to fight.

"Don't be nervous. This is a seventh-grade isolation formation. No one is going to assassinate you."

Fang Zun sat behind the large desk and put down the cinnabar pen in his hand when he saw him coming in.

"Fourth uncle was joking," Fang Weihan twitched his lips, "Of course I don't think anyone can assassinate me under the eyes of the current Emperor of Zhou."

After a series of events he had experienced in the past few days, his tone was no longer as submissive as when they first met.

"Oh...then you think I want to kill you?"

Fang Zun looked at him with a smile. Nor was he angry because of his rude behavior of not saying hello.

Fang Weihan didn't speak this time.

"Oh, Weihan, I have done so many things for you, but you are so suspicious of my fourth uncle. My fourth uncle is a little bit heartbroken!"

Fang Zun clicked his tongue and shook his head slightly sadly.

Who took advantage of your grandma's property?

Fang Weihan couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

"Look at this."

Fang Zun picked up a vermilion scroll on the table and threw it towards Fang Weihan.

He caught it casually and unfolded it.

Written on the bloody scroll is a summary of various information about the Uehara Wang family.

Including but not limited to transferring the gold and silver from Wang's bank out of Changming, 40,000 elite soldiers and cavalry from Bingzhou and Chen Bing to Pujin ferry, and a large number of appointments in the Secretariat of the Secretariat.

These are all small actions, involving many aspects of economy, politics, and military. Taken individually, they are a common way for aristocratic families to express their dissatisfaction with the court, but taken together, it is not the case.

The blood-red scroll is an urgent message, like a critical moment.

All this information points to one point: the Uehara Wang family does not want to express dissatisfaction, they want to rebel.

(End of this chapter)