The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Wang Cong's body froze, and when everyone looked at him, he smiled and took two steps forward to block Hu Jing: "I need help to get the goods in and out, so I ask Gu Xia to help. Anyway, there is no use for him to stay here."

"Master Gu is also a businessman?" An Chen said in a deep voice, "Earlier you said he knew about corpse worms, which could be helpful in treating Master Mu Er, but along the way, I didn't see him treating Master Mu Er."

Pan Yun put down his chopsticks with a snap and frowned, "Who said he was useless? On the way to Yunnan, if he hadn't told me a lot about the habits of corpse worms and asked me to connect corpse worms with essence-sucking worms, how could I have cured Master Mu Er so quickly?"

Hu Jing held Xiao Huang in his arms and hid silently behind Wang Cong, with his head down and not saying a word.

Pan Yun waved at the two of them and said, "It's getting late, you should go."

An Chen frowned, and Pan Jun turned to look at him: "Why, General An wants to arrest my guests?"

An Chen opened his mouth. Although he suspected that the identity of this man surnamed Gu was suspicious, he could not produce any evidence.

He had tried many times along the way, including in Yunnan, but he could not find out anything.

An Chen fell silent.

Wang Cong immediately took Hu Jing and ran away.

Zhang Ziming watched quietly without saying a word.

Outside the post station, there were the sounds of carriages rumbling and the servants shouting. Pan Jun knew they had left, so he picked up his chopsticks and started eating again.

She urged Miaozhen and the other two: "Eat quickly, and then we'll go to the Daoji Division to register."

Pan Yun called An Chen and the others over and said, "Don't say I'm hiding from you or running away."

After entering Guangxin Prefecture, An Chen no longer wanted to keep a close eye on Pan Yun, perhaps because he knew that she would not do anything evil in her own territory.

People are like this. They always like to do bad things outside and always want to leave a good impression in their hometown.

In the eyes of An Chen and others, Guangxin Prefecture is Pan Yun’s second hometown, and she will definitely not do anything bad here.

They are not afraid even if they do bad things, because this place is not far from Sanqing Mountain, and they can go straight to Sanqing Temple.

But people are like this. Even though An Chen and the others didn't want to follow, Pan Jun forced them to do so, which was quite rebellious.

There was nothing they could do, so after dinner they followed Pan Yun to the Discipline Department to register.

The Dao Ji Si was on the same street as the government office, only a hundred meters away. However, its facade was on the back because the side facing the street was expanded by the government office and used as the office location for other departments.

Their store is in the alley behind.

If it weren't for Zhang Weiyi and Xue Hua leading the way, even the Jinyiwei wouldn't have known that the door of the Daojisi faced backwards.

As soon as they entered the alley, Pan Yun and his friends saw two long lines of people crowded together.

The four people who had never seen the world opened their mouths wide, "There are so many people~~"

Pan Yun couldn't believe it: "We have so many Taoists in Guangxin Prefecture?"

Zhang Ziming: "I am not well-informed. We have Longhu Mountain in Guangxin Prefecture, and there are always Taoist priests there."

Pan Yun rolled his eyes and asked, "What about monks and nuns? Are they also under the jurisdiction of the Daoist Discipline Department?"

Zhang Ziming looked at her with a half-smile: "What do you think?"

Miao Zhen, who was standing by, lowered her voice and said, "Uncle Junior, the one who manages the monks and nuns is called the Seng Gang Si. They, like us, also take exams every three years. They also have to pass the preliminary and re-examinations before they can go to the capital to take the ordination exams. If I'm right, they should take the exams at the same time as us, but the location and content are different."

Pan Yun nodded.

Miao Zhen: "Uncle Junior, you have to write this down. I feel this question will be on the exam."

"You're still testing this? I thought they were testing spells, rituals, talismans, and other such things."

Miaozhen herself was not too sure: "It may not be the exam, but I just have the feeling that I will take it." Pan Yun said that he understood.

A few people walked closer and were about to go forward to see the excitement, but were stopped by the Taoist priest in the queue: "Those who have signed up, please queue up. Everyone has to queue up."

Pan Yun could only stand in the back line obediently, but she was not that obedient. She asked the people in the front line, "When did you come, fellow Taoist?"

"Me? I got here before noon and have been waiting till now. They are so slow."

Pan Jun also wondered, "Why is it so slow? There are so many people going in ahead?"

"No, not really. In half a day, only about twenty people went in."

Pan Yun frowned: "Why did it take so long?"

This efficiency is too low.

The Taoist friend asked, "I guess he is trying to comfort the child?"

Pan Jun was confused: "What?"

Before they got the answer, there was a bang in front of them, and a Taoist priest came out in a bad temper, and slammed a stack of papers on someone's chest: "Distribute them, one per person, and look at how to fill them out. When it's your turn, report directly, don't dither."

The fellow Taoist in front was also fast and passed the message to the back immediately.

Pan Yun took it, glanced at it, kept one and passed it on.

The Taoist priest who came out saw that there were still some left, so he pulled them back and collected them directly. However, he did not leave. Instead, he stood beside Pan Yun and the others with his hands on his waist, and cursed outside the alley: "You are a thing that God will strike you with. If you can't raise a child, don't give birth to it. If you don't raise it well after giving birth, don't throw it away properly. Next time you throw a child, use the stones from my Taoist Discipline Department to press it down. Sooner or later, I will burn three incense sticks to curse you to have no children, impotence, and be reborn as an animal in the next life, and never be able to turn over for the rest of your life--"

Pan Yun and a few others leaned against the wall to avoid his saliva attack, and listened in amazement as he verbally attacked the people in the alley for a quarter of an hour!

Jingxuan cursed until his mouth was dry and his mood improved a lot. He glanced at the dozen people huddled against the wall and frowned: "Who are you? What are you doing here if you are not taking the exam?"

The people being questioned were Zhang Weiyi, An Chen and others who did not get the order.

Zhang Weiyi immediately said: "We have already tried it first, yes..."

He quickly glanced at Pan Yun and said, "It's to send the junior sisters to take the exam."

Jingxuan turned his gaze towards Anchen and the others and frowned: "Are you also Taoists?"

An Chen raised the Embroidered Spring Sword in his hand expressionlessly, his identity was self-evident.

Jingxuan was silent. The Jinyiwei were so great. Why did the Jinyiwei come to them?
The Embroidered Uniform Guards are truly amazing.

The Dao Ji Si Temple was too small, so he stepped aside to invite them in.

Pan Jun didn't expect that bringing An Chen and the others would have this effect, so he immediately followed.

The Taoist Discipline Department is not just a government office, it is also a small Taoist temple where the Three Pure Ones and many gods are enshrined.

But it is more than just a small Taoist temple, because not many people come here to burn incense and pray for blessings, but people often come here to lose children and the elderly.

Because the Disciplinary Office was next to the Salesian Home, the two homes shared the same storefront.

When Pan Yun and his companions arrived, they saw a child thrown there in a corner not far from the storefront, with a stone weighing him down.

If the Taoist priest in the queue had not heard the child's weak groaning and ran over to check, the baby girl would have been crushed to death by the stones.

The child must have been rescued and just been sent to the orphanage next door, so Jingxuan came out and pinched her waist and cursed.

I don’t know if the person who lost the child heard it.

Pan Yunting hoped that he could hear it. (End of this chapter)