The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 401 Looking for the Yang Family

Pan Yun changed into a Taoist robe, took out the banner used for fortune-telling and healing from the space, tied it with a stick, put on his bag and was ready to go out.

Miao Zhen saw it and immediately ran out, "Little Master, you won't play with us?"

Pan Yun thought for a moment, then waved at her, "Call Miaohe, let's go!"

Tao Yanbai: "Uncle Junior Master, what about me?"

Pan Yun: "You stay home and take care of Hero Hu."

Finally, Hu Jing was handed over to Wang Cong, who had been to the capital many times, was not interested in the city and just wanted to sleep and rest.

Pan Yun and the other three changed into Taoist robes, took their respective magical weapons and went out.

Tao Yanbai stood in front of the street carrying a banner and asked, "We are not wearing any makeup, so who would ask us to tell fortunes or cure diseases? Whether it's fortune-telling or curing diseases, the older you are, the better. The four of us are not reliable at all."

Pan Yun said: "At the same price, we can't beat you, sir, but what if we are cheaper?"

Miaozhen: "That's a lot cheaper!"

Pan Jun glanced around and soon saw a fellow traveler on the street.

The other side has a bigger hand than them. Not only do they have tables and chairs on the street, but there are also many people queuing around them.

Pan Yun went up to him and asked, "Fellow Daoist, how much does it cost to have your fortune told?"

The Taoist priest looked up at her and saw that she was wearing a Taoist robe. He looked her up and down and raised his eyebrows. "Little Taoist friend, are you going to tell fortunes or do you want to have your fortune told?"

Pan Yun smiled at him: "I'm new here and want to earn some money for food."

The Taoist priest stroked his beard and said, "If I calculate, the minimum is six cents, and there is no upper limit. It depends on the requirements of the kind person who comes to see you."

Pan Yun understood and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

The Taoist priest nodded, stroked his beard and watched her leave.

They did not stop here, but walked away quickly carrying the banner. After they walked a long way away, Pan Jun turned around and fiddled with the bottom of the banner. Soon he peeled off a thin layer of cloth, revealing a line of words.

Tao Yanbai and the other two came over to take a look.

Tao Yanbai: "The fairy boy's experience of tribulation, fortune-telling and treatment of illnesses are all worth one cent!"

The three of them looked at Pan Yun in silence.

Pan Yun: "What are you looking at? This is the capital city. We don't have any foundation. We are starting anew, so we have to win with a low price, right?"

Miao Zhen: "But we are not short of money, why can't we just go with the flow?"

They mainly want to go out and have fun, and don't really want to go from street to street looking for fortune tellers or cures.

Pan Yun took the banner and carried it on his own, "I'll just walk around, you guys go play first, just remember to find your way home."

Miao Zhen wanted to say something, but Pan Yun raised his chin towards the three people behind him and said, "Keep a close eye on Hong Yan, don't let her get into trouble."

The three of them turned back to look at Hongyan, and immediately decided to abandon Pan Yun. They turned around and ran towards Hongyan, "Little Master, let's go play!"

Pan Jun snorted twice and grabbed Pan Xiaohei who turned around and ran back, "It's okay for them to leave, but why are you leaving? Can you stay away from me?"

Pan Xiaohei: "Are you going to go far?"

Although it was not close, it was also out of the range of Pan Xiaohei's perception. However, Pan Jun pretended not to hear it and walked away with it.

Pan Yun carried a banner and walked down the road, shouting, "Fortune-telling - traveling doctor - only one penny!"

People on the street turned their heads to look, and then looked away when they saw Pan Yun.

Pan Yun didn't care. He walked along the main street for two intersections and then turned down, shouting as he walked, "Fortune telling, fortune telling, and predicting future, all for one penny—"

This is a residential area and there are almost no people on the street. A few people were looking at Pan Jun curiously as he walked slowly towards them.

Pan Yun slowed down and continued to shout: "Fortune telling——"

The people who were chatting together tacitly withdrew their gazes, avoiding Pan Jun's gaze.

As long as they don't make eye contact with her, no one can expect them to pay.

Pan Yun glanced at them, banged his stick on the ground with a thump, and walked past them, shouting, "One penny can tell good or bad luck, and predict your marriage and future—"

Several families couldn't help but open their doors and look out. They were a little disappointed when they saw Pan Yun, but they didn't leave. They just leaned against the door and watched her.

As soon as their eyes met, Pan Yun immediately asked, "Sister, do you want to tell your fortune?"

"It doesn't count!"

Pan Yun sighed, turned around and continued walking down, and said as he passed by, "Your rice is going to burn."

The eldest sister sneered and said, "Don't try to calculate if you don't know how to calculate. I just put the pot on the stove, and the water hasn't even boiled yet."

Pan Yun shook his head and continued to move forward. An old woman from the next-door neighbor's house stood by the door with her hands clasped, staring at Pan Yun as she passed by.

Just as Pan Yun was about to completely pass the old woman, the eldest sister shrugged her nose, cried "Ah!", turned around and ran to the kitchen. After a moment, she shouted, "Damn you stinky Taoist priest, just to see you, I forgot to add water, my rice——"

When the voice came out, Pan Yun's mouth curled up slightly. The old woman immediately put down her hand, rushed over the threshold and grabbed her, "Master, wait a minute."

Pan Jun stopped and turned to look at her.

"Master, no matter what it is, it's only one penny, right?"

Pan Yun nodded: "That's right, I'll give you the result for one cent. If you need my magic power to help solve the problem, I'll charge you extra."

After hearing this, the old woman hesitated and let go of Pan Yun's sleeve.

Pan Yun was not a passive person. Seeing that she was hesitant again, he simply said, "Auntie, your house...is not very auspicious."

When the old woman heard this, she immediately slapped her thigh and said, "Yes, it's unlucky! Taoist priest, how is it unlucky?"

Pan Yun: "Do you always hear miserable crying sounds at night? When people get up at night, young and old, they all stumble and fall?"

The old woman nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I almost fell down when I got up to go to the bathroom last night, and my son fell down two days ago when he got up to go to the bathroom. I can also hear faint crying at night, but I can't tell whether it's a boy or a girl..."

She shuddered and lowered her voice and said, "Master, there won't be any dirty things left in my house, right?"

Pan Yun frowned and counted with her fingers. After a while, she said, "There is an ominous thing lingering in the house, but we have to see the details in person." The old woman hurriedly invited her in, and when she was about to enter, she stopped her and asked, "Is it also a penny to enter?"

Pan Yun: "...It's one penny. I can't calculate it accurately. I won't charge you."

Only then did the old woman agree.

Pan Yun asked, "What's your name? How many people are there in your family?"

The old woman: "You can tell fortunes, right? Can't you figure it out?"

Pan Yun glanced at her and said, "I calculated that you have two sons. The eldest son is a minor official in the capital, and the younger son failed in his studies and has a bleak future, but he is a filial son."

The old woman looked at her in surprise, "Did the Taoist ask before coming here?"

Pan Yun glanced at her and said, "Look, you didn't believe me even after I told you. You thought I had inquired about it in advance."

"But there are at least a hundred families in this neighborhood. I can't possibly know about every family, right? I was walking on the road, but you called me. If I can predict your thoughts, why can't I predict these things? If I can't predict them, how can I find out about your family in advance and be sure that you will call me?"

The old woman opened her mouth, but was confused by Pan Jun and couldn't answer.

Pan Jun shook his head and turned to leave, "Forget it, if you don't believe me, forget it."

"No, no, no, I believe you, I believe you!" The old woman immediately held her back and said, "My husband's surname is Zhao, my maiden's surname is Zhang, and there's no one else at home except me."

Pan Jun called her "Auntie Zhang" and asked, "Have they all gone to work to earn money?"

"Yes, things in the capital are too expensive. Even a bunch of vegetables costs money. Life is really hard, so I asked them to go to work."

Pan Yun glanced at the courtyard which was slightly smaller than Yin Song's house and said, "People who make money by hard labor will get sick a lot. Washing clothes will easily accumulate cold air, which is not appropriate."

This sigh touched Aunt Zhang's heart, "Who said it wasn't?

"If my family had money, would I let them do such hard work?" Aunt Zhang frowned and said, "They say promotion brings wealth, but my son got a promotion, but I don't feel rich. On the contrary, my life has become more difficult."

Pan Yun just smiled and said nothing.

Aunt Zhang immediately asked, "Master, my family lives such a hard life, is it because of the bad feng shui of this house?"

Pan Yun looked around, inspecting the main hall, the second courtyard, and the backyard, then frowned slightly, "Strange, this house looks like it has a very good feng shui, but why is there a sense of resentment lingering around it?"

Aunt Zhang's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "What harm can this resentment do?"

Pan Yun said: "The harm is not big. After all, this resentment is not directed at your family, and it has no intention to harm others. But it is not small. This resentment affects your family's fortune. Not only will your eldest son's official career be affected, but it will also affect your family's relatives. It will make people resentful for a lifetime. In the long run, couples will fall out, mothers and children will be at odds, and there will be many disputes among neighbors."

"I knew it, it must be the wronged spirit of Yang An or Yue," Aunt Zhang glared at the air, pinched her waist with one hand, pointed at the air and cursed, "I don't care who you two are, this house is mine now, it's my home, you're all dead but your spirits are still hanging around, go find the people who hurt you, why are you pestering my family?"

Aunt Zhang not only turned around and cursed, she also ran into the kitchen, got out a handful of straw and flint, and lit a roll of straw. Then she waved the burning straw around and cursed loudly: "You are all cowards. Even if you become ghosts, I am still afraid of you? Get out of my house right now, or I will splash you with black dog blood to death!"

Aunt Zhang walked around the yard, the main room and the backyard and cursed until the fire was burned out, then she stopped panting.

She looked at Pan Yun with sharp eyes and asked, "Master, has the resentment dissipated?"

Pan Yun opened her mouth to speak, but Aunt Zhang suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute, this is not a solution, this is still fortune-telling, it's just one thing!"

Pan Yun: "...I know, it's just one penny, the price remains the same."

Aunt Zhang finally felt relieved and looked at Pan Yun with sharp eyes, "Is the resentment gone?"

Pan Jun shook his head: "No."

The smile on Aunt Zhang's face suddenly fell, and she looked at Pan Yun suspiciously, "Master, you are not lying, are you? I scolded them like this, and they still won't leave?"

Pan Yun: "They have nowhere to go."

Aunt Zhang looked unhappy. "This is my home! It's their business if they have nowhere to go. How can they stay in my home?"

"This is their home when they were alive. After they die, they will subconsciously return here," Pan Yun said, "If you want them to leave, you have to find a place for them to go."

"Oh, so what you mean is that I have to find a cemetery for them?"

Pan Yun: "Not really. Home is where your family is. Do you know where their children and their families are now? If you can give them guidance, they might leave here to find their families."

Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment and then began to think: "The Yang family? I'll have to ask the neighbors, but they may not know..."

Pan Yun: "That's right. So many people died in vain in their family, so naturally they don't want to have any contact with their old neighbors. Alas, it's a pity that I don't have the ability to predict where their new home has moved to."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhang lowered her voice and asked, "Master, do you also know that their family members died in vain?"

Pan Yun: "Why, someone said it wasn't?"

"Ah~" Aunt Zhang suddenly sighed, "Not really. We have only lived here for less than a year. We only found out later that this family and this family here died tragically."

Pan Yun pretended to listen, "I am not very capable. I can only calculate that the two families died in prison, but I can't figure out the details. Is there any hidden story behind this?"

Aunt Zhang looked at Pan Yun with pride and said, "No wonder you only charged one penny, Taoist priest. I know everything without having to calculate."

She cooked, cleaned, and did all kinds of things at home alone every day, and she was already feeling suffocated. Now there was someone to talk to her, and she was a wandering Taoist priest, which would not affect her impression in this area. She immediately pulled her aside to start a passionate discussion.

"I only found out after living here for half a year. The man in this family was originally a captain of the Jinyiwei, his surname is Yang, and his wife, Yue, is so beautiful. I heard that she is the most beautiful woman in this neighborhood, even the concubines of those rich families can't compare to her."

Pan Yun praised: "So beautiful?"

"That's right. She was just too beautiful. A lieutenant of the Imperial Guards fell in love with her. The lieutenant's surname was Chen. It was said that Yang An was not honest when he was still alive, but he didn't dare to force Yue Shi because she refused. But who knew that Yang An had a bad fate and died of illness, leaving Yue Shi with no place to go. The lieutenant surnamed Chen wanted to force her to marry him."

Pan Yun: "How unreasonable."

"That's right. Mrs. Yue was stubborn and refused to agree. That Chen got angry and complained that Mrs. Yue and her son-in-law poisoned Yang An. Well, Mrs. Yue and her son-in-law were beheaded, and the family was broken up."

"This place is sad, maybe the people have moved away from the capital," Pan Yun shook his head and sighed, "It seems that this resentment will not go away."

When Aunt Zhang heard this, she was shocked.

He immediately came back to his senses from his sighing and said in a hurry, "Master, wait a moment. I'll go ask the neighbors. I heard someone mention him last time. He still lives in the capital."

Aunt Zhang grabbed Pan Yun's hand and went to ask the neighbors one by one.

When the neighbor heard her asking about the whereabouts of the Yang family, he looked at the two of them suspiciously, frowned and asked, "Aunt Zhang, the house was rented to you by the pawnbroker. If you have any problems, just go to the pawnbroker. Why are you looking for someone from the Yang family?"

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