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Pan Yun also said frankly: "Practice."

Wang Zhi was startled and asked curiously, "Shouldn't cultivation be about looking inward, so as to be free of desires? Why is Taoist Master Pan doing the opposite?"

Pan Yun sighed: "I don't like to be ostentatious, and I don't want this fame, but my master needs to eat."

Wang Zhi was stunned: "What?"

Pan Yun pointed to the towering Sanqing Mountain in the distance and said, "My master."

Wang Zhi had made careful inquiries before coming. Rumor has it that Pan Yun was a disciple of Pan Gong, the god of Mount Sanqing. His original surname was Pan, but he changed it to Pan after becoming his disciple.

But he knew that she was the daughter of Pan Hong and her surname was Pan, so he thought the rumors were false.

Wang Zhi was silent for a moment and then asked curiously, "Is the Master really a mountain god?"

Pan Yun nodded: "Really."

Wang Zhi was yearning: "I wonder if I will have the chance to see you?"

Pan Yun looked at him seriously and said, "That depends on whether your fate with my master is deep enough to meet him."

A golden light flashed across Pan Yun's eyes. With her innate magical power, she could see more clearly. She couldn't help but smile and said, "You and my master are really destined to be together..."

Before he could finish his words, Pan Jun was slightly startled: "You seem to be sick."

Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter. "I've heard that the Taoist priests of Sanqing Temple on Sanqing Mountain learned from Ge Xianweng. The temple master has superb medical skills and is the best Taoist doctor in the world. Today, I see that his reputation is well-deserved. The little Taoist priest saw that I was unwell at a glance."

He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether I have a destiny with the master or not. I am already satisfied to have this destiny with the young Taoist priest."

Pan Jun was not listening at all, she was "looking" at him seriously.

Not only did she see that he was ill, she also saw that he would soon die. The golden merits and virtues on his body shone brightly, but were being rapidly consumed. Soon, when these merits and virtues dissipated and could no longer protect him, he would fall ill and die.

Pan Yun put away his innate magical powers and smiled at him, "Good people and I have a good relationship. I will take you back to see my senior brother and ask him to treat you."

Wang Zhi smiled and shook his head, saying, "I came here to see the young Taoist priest. I can't stay long. I will leave for Fujian soon."

"Fujian is at war, what are you going to do there?"

Wang Zhi laughed and asked, "Why don't you ask me why I came to see you?"

"People come to see me every day, I'm used to it," but Pan Yun still asked, "Why did that kind man want to see me?"

Wang Zhi looked gentle and said with a smile: "Come and see if Taoist Master Pan, who brought new vitality to Jiangnan, is as worthy of his name."

Pan Yun smiled and asked happily, "What was the result?"

“It really lives up to its reputation.”

Pan Jun tilted her head. She had already guessed his identity and was a little surprised: "Your Excellency only asked two questions and you think I am worthy of the title?"

Pan Yun was both proud and skeptical: "Am I so powerful now? What would you believe if I said anything?"

Is it her personal charm, or is it because of the refining of the merit stone?

Wang Zhi asked back, "Why did you speak so frankly to me, young Taoist priest? Aren't you afraid that I am a lackey of the imperial court and will come to harm you?"

He laughed and asked, "Isn't that what you Jianghu people call us?"

Pan Yun immediately became serious: "Hawks and dogs refer to bad officials. We usually call people like you honest officials."

Wang Zhi burst into laughter, saying "good" repeatedly, and said happily: "Just as you believe in me, I believe in you as soon as I see you."

Wang Zhi came to Yushan County just to meet her and see if she was going to take advantage of the people to cause trouble, but after meeting her, he knew that she was not such a person.

Since she said it was her master who needed it, he believed it.

Wang Zhi finished his tea, asked his attendant and the shopkeeper to buy dozens of steamed buns, put down the money and stood up: "I am leaving now, take care, my friend."

Pan Yun looked up and said seriously: "If you leave like this, you will die."

Wang Zhi smiled and said, "Thank you, my friend. I feel that I am still in good health, and the military situation is urgent. I can't wait. We will meet again later."

Pan Yun watched him climb over the door and leave on horseback with a legal advisor and a long-time attendant.

Pan Yun murmured, "I told you I would die... But since we have met, it is our destiny. I want to fight with God."

So, late that night, Pan Yun took Wang Feiyin to the post station outside Yushan County.

In the remote and small post station, Wang Zhi was holding his stomach, enduring the pain while writing official documents.

He would write down all the findings and send them back to the capital so that the court could make policy adjustments based on actual conditions.

The door was pushed open, and he didn't even raise his head, thinking it was the long-time servant: "You go to bed first, I'll turn off the light myself."

The visitor had not left yet. The wind blew in from the wide-open door, causing the light to flicker. He quickly reached out to protect the lamp with his empty hand, then looked up.

Seeing Pan Yun standing at the door, he was stunned for a moment: "Why is the young Taoist priest here?"

Pan Yun stepped aside, pulled Wang Feiyin aside and said with a smile: "I'll ask my senior brother to come and save you, sir."

Wang Zhi: "I'm not sick..."

Wang Feiyin said expressionlessly: "There are three things I don't treat in my life. The first one is people who know they are sick but don't want to be treated."

He asked, "Are you going to treat me or not? If not, I will leave."

Pan Yun: "We have traveled day and night to come here, do you want us to return empty-handed?"

Wang Zhi extended his hand apologetically and said, "Thank you, Taoist priests."

Wang Feiyin's face looked better now. He took his pulse and after a moment, he frowned and put his hand on his abdomen: "If it hurts, just scream."

Wang Zhi kept squeaking, and his face turned blue when the pressure was pressed on his lower abdomen.

Wang Feiyin shook his head: "It's an intestinal abscess. It will heal fastest if he has an open abdomen. But it seems that he can't stop to recuperate. Let's use acupuncture and medicine."

Wang Feiyin looked Wang Zhi up and down and said, "The pain of intestinal abscess is unbearable. It's amazing that you have been able to endure it until now without dying from the pain." Wang Feiyin prescribed a prescription for Pan Yun and asked Pan Yun to get the medicine and boil it, while he gave Wang Zhi acupuncture.

Their movements alarmed the attendant.

Pan Yun took his attendant to boil the medicine.

There are many medicines in her space, and she can get the medicines according to the prescription immediately.

By the time Pan Yun and his attendant had prepared the medicine and brought it over, Wang Feiyin had already had a very pleasant conversation with Wang Zhi, and they had become close friends. He had also successfully figured out every detail of Wang Zhi's ancestors.

After acupuncture and a bowl of medicine, Wang Zhi felt much better.

Wang Feiyin walked over and said, "You need to rest for your illness. Rest more and eat less. Fortunately, you are a vegetarian and don't eat meat. Eat less dry food these days. If you are hungry, eat some rice soup. It's okay as long as you don't starve to death."

Wang Zhi wrote down everything, but his long-servant doubted his doctor's advice and couldn't help but mutter, "How can you not eat when you are sick? If you don't eat, how can you have the strength to fight the disease?"

Wang Zhi said gently, "Listen to the doctor."

The long-time attendant had no choice but to agree.

Pan Yun and Wang Feiyin left, leaving him two prescriptions of medicine, asking him to take them the next day.

Wang Zhi did feel much better, so he did not rest. Instead, he got out of bed and continued to write official documents at his desk.

Pan Yun and Wang Feiyin walked out of the post station side by side towards Yushan County. They took only one slow step and appeared more than ten meters away.

The two of them walked back slowly, the moonlight shining on them, casting two shadows, one big and one small.

Wang Feiyin said slowly: "Do you know his name?"

"I don't know."

Wang Feiyin: "You don't know anything, so you ask me to save people."

Pan Yun: "Just don't be a bad person."

"You saved someone, but why didn't you ask their name?"

Pan Yun: "He and I have a connection. It was my intention to save him, but I don't expect him to repay me. If he doesn't tell me, I won't ask."

Wang Feiyin stroked his beard and said, "If he were forty years younger, I would definitely think too much."

Pan Yun shuddered and glared at him: "Big Brother, you have a really dirty heart. Don't you want us to be friends regardless of age difference?"

Wang Feiyin slapped her on the head: "You have no respect for your parents!"

After the fight, he said with relief: "His name is Wang Zhi, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. The court reopened the silver mines, and he was ordered to inspect the silver mines in Jiangnan."

"But aren't there rebellions in the silver mines in Fujian now? Why would he still go there?"

Wang Feiyin: "He has been to most of the mines in Nanzhili, Zhejiang and Jiangxi. Now there are only a few mines in Fujian left. It seems that he is going to go there."

Pan Yun: "Some of these officials in the court are too flexible, while others are too rigid."

Wang Feiyin laughed and asked, "Which one do you like?"

Pan Yun: "I like them all, and I hate them all. If they are placed in the right place, I will like them all, but if they are placed in the wrong place, I will hate them all."

Wang Feiyin: "I hope this upright Lord Wang can save the people from the dire straits and bring about reconciliation between the rebels and the imperial court."

War is a loss for both the court and the people, but the people will lose even more miserably.

Wang Feiyin stopped and looked up at the starry sky with a deep gaze: "If the imperial court sends troops to quell the rebellion, it means that it will not consider the rebels' demands. It would rather quell the rebellion with force than retreat and seek peace. This is a situation where both sides will suffer, and the people will inevitably suffer the most."

Because the rebels are all civilians, and the soldiers who go to suppress the rebellion are also civilians, and their armaments and food supplies must be obtained from the civilians.

Pan Jun also looked up. From the twinkling sky, she saw countless shining stars and also stars that were gradually dimming.

She stared at a dazzling star and said, "The Purple Star is unusually bright. This is a sign of prosperity and decline."

Wang Feiyin said nothing.

Pan Yun frowned. Could it be that the Tumu Incident that would happen five years later was already showing signs today?
Wang Feiyin sighed softly and walked away.

Pan Yun hurriedly chased after him: "Big Brother, if you knew the future, would you try to change it?"

Wang Feiyin: "Fate cannot be changed, and cannot be altered."

Pan Yun: "I don't believe it."

Wang Feiyin just smiled and said nothing.

Pan Yun didn't believe it, so he dragged Wang Feiyin out again the next night. This time, they found Wang Zhi in an inn outside Hangzhou.

When Wang Zhi saw the person who opened the door, he was stunned. He held up the pen blankly and asked, "Have you two Taoist priests been following me secretly?"

Pan Yun: "No, we are very busy and have a lot of things to do during the day, so we can only come to see you after dark."

Pan Yun opened the medicine box for Wang Feiyin attentively and said with a smile, "Please come in, Senior Brother."

Wang Feiyin silently stepped forward and took Wang Zhi's pulse.

After taking the pulse, Wang Feiyin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Did you take medicine today?"

Wang Zhi looked puzzled: "The doctor prescribed the medicine, so of course I have to take it."

"You got here in one day. I thought you never stopped."

Wang Zhi smiled and said, "I didn't want to stop, but the horse couldn't stand it, so I stopped to rest for a while at noon. The medicine was boiled in the morning, so it was ready to take when it was slightly warm at noon."

One dose of medicine can be boiled into two meals of medicine. Pan Yun left him two doses of medicine. He took them three times a day and saved one for tomorrow morning.

He felt that he had gotten much better. (End of this chapter)