Chapter 115 I'm not free this year

Pan Jun really missed her father. By now, her father should have received the money she sent, right?

Pan Hong did receive it. He was sitting on a stool and staring at the money on the table.

Pan Yue and Pan Yu were also sitting at the table watching. The two brothers were as silent as their father.

But the silence had to be broken. Pan Yu looked at his father on the left, then at his brother on the right, and after swallowing, he whispered, "Dad, I also want to be a Taoist priest. Being a Taoist priest makes so much money..."

"Shut up!" Pan Yue glared at him fiercely. Didn't he see that his father's brows were furrowed with worry?
He comforted his father, "This money might have been taken by my little sister and her teachers. Didn't she say in the letter that her senior brothers and sisters treated her very well?"

Pan Hong said in a deep voice: "What I am worried about is the experiment she is doing. At first I thought she was giving us money under the pretext of doing the experiment. Now it seems that she is really doing the experiment, otherwise she would not have given us so much money one after another, but..."

"The Tolerance Experiment for Changes in World Rules. This name doesn't sound very good. Is she going to go against the rules of the entire world?"

Pan Yue also frowned.

Pan Yu asked quietly, "What are the rules of the world?"

Pan Yue: "It means heaven and earth, God, and the Way of Heaven."

Pan Yu's eyes were confused. "Is there such a thing in the world?"

Pan Yue hesitated for a moment and said, "There must be some. If not, where did the original matter come from? Matter must have followed certain laws to form the world, and then there were heaven and earth, and then there were people and things. We all follow certain rules of the world, such as birth, aging, illness and death."

Pan Yu was silent. He heard but didn't understand.

He emptied his mind and sat there blankly listening to his father and brother's discussion.

He didn't understand what they were discussing, but he heard the result, and there was nothing they could do but passively accept it.

Guangxin Prefecture is so far away from Datong, and they are of such a status, what can they do?

After his two sons left, Pan Hong looked at the money on the table, gritted his teeth, took out the pen and ink, and endured the shame, with the tip of the pen trembling slightly, he wrote a letter to his former colleagues and Xue Xuan who had been dismissed from office.

After being unjustly exiled, Pan Hong never contacted them. He believed that he had a clear conscience, and was worthy of the people, the king, and the law.

One of the crimes they charged him with was currying favor with his superiors and forming a clique for personal gain.

So after being exiled, he did not contact any of his colleagues.

He didn't know what had happened to Pan Yun in Guangxin Prefecture. If he wanted to take the child back and let her live in the world with integrity, he had to return to Beijing to rehabilitate her.

To redress the injustice, since the case had already been sealed by the emperor and was being watched by the eunuch Wang Zhen beside him, it was harder than climbing to the sky.

Although he always comforted his two sons by saying that everything would be fine once they were rehabilitated and returned.

But he knew deep down that even if Wang Zhen fell, it would be difficult to overturn his case because it was confirmed by the emperor.

You can't change even the emperor, right?
The emperor is only fifteen years old this year, and he may never see a new emperor in his entire life.

Although the hope was slim, Pan Hong still picked up a pen and wrote to them with a blushing face, telling them about the sufferings of being exiled to Datong.

Pan Hong waited until the letter was dry before sealing it in an envelope and sending it out to mail.

As soon as he went out, everyone he met greeted him with a smile.

After Pan Hong became the head of this section, the Pan family became popular all of a sudden. People greeted them wherever they went, and there were people willing to help them with anything they did.

After Pan Yue joined the army and served under Captain Qin, the letters and things sent to them through the post station were no longer inspected.

Pan Hong knew that no one in the capital had been keeping an eye on them for a long time. The people who had been checking their letters and confiscating their belongings were the people from the local post station in Datong.

Some people want to get rich through him.

It turns out that this little devil is difficult to deal with.

Since Pan Yue had a future in the army, they became cautious and dared not attack their letters and packages again.

The post station was slow, and the colleagues, classmates and old friends that Pan Hong wanted to contact were scattered in various places, so the letters could not arrive for a while.

While waiting for news, Pan Hong kept an eye on the fortunes of himself and his two sons, and did not notice any changes.

Well, not entirely. As they had more money, Pan Hong and his two sons became more confident in doing things. Not only did Pan Yue thrive in the army, but Pan Yu's health also improved day by day.

After making sure that his injury would not affect his future, Captain Qin assigned him to serve as a low-level soldier under him as soon as he recovered.

Although they are ordinary soldiers of the lowest rank, they are much better than the current soldiers who have the title of miscellaneous soldiers, working in various military camps, and doing private jobs for officers.

The former is at least a soldier, who has the opportunity to make merit and go further, while the latter is simply a military slave who can be ordered around by anyone.

Because the Pan brothers were going to follow Captain Qin, and everyone knew that Captain Qin was an upright person, as long as they brothers had the ability, they would eventually come to the fore.

No one doubts the abilities of the two brothers. If they had no abilities, would Captain Qin have taken a liking to them?
They took the head of a Tartar without weapons. After using Tao Ji's prescription, Pan Yu recovered quickly. When his father went out to mail a letter, he followed Pan Yue closely, "Brother, please talk to Captain Qin for me and let me go to the army immediately."

"It's almost winter, let's wait until the New Year to go in."

"I don't," Pan Yu said, "Don't think I don't know. The Tartars will come down to rob during this period. Although the two countries can't fight, the heads can still be used for merit. After the New Year, if the Tartars don't come down, all we have left is training soldiers and farming."

He said, "I really don't want to farm anymore."

Pan Yue frowned, and Pan Yu quickly said: "Brother, I think you are right. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven to redress Dad, so we can't count on Dad. The future of our family still depends on us brothers. My younger sister can't rely on Dad either, so she can only rely on us."

Pan Yue thought for a moment and said, "Take your medicine obediently these few days, and do some horse stance exercise when you have nothing to do. I will talk to Captain Qin to see if I can let you in during this period of time. But you have to remember that you have to listen to me when you are in the army, and you can't act rashly, understand?"

Pan Yu nodded repeatedly and said firmly: "Brother, I will listen to you in everything."

Pan Yue: "Do what you say."

"If I can't do it, I'll make my ass explode."

Pan Yue sneered, "Yes."

Pan Yu enthusiastically walked him to the alley entrance.

Pan Yun knew nothing about this. It was several days before she received a letter from her father, in which he told her that nothing bad had happened to them recently, and that things were getting better and better. For example, Pan Yu's injury had healed...

Pan Jun burst into laughter when he received the letter, and said boldly, "Rules, huh, am I afraid of you?"

Pan Xiaohei walked past her feet, his little head shaking, "You are too proud, you are too proud, be careful that happiness will lead to sorrow."

Pan Jun snorted and said, "I'm very lucky now."

She put down her hands that were pinching her waist, swung the letter and was about to go back to the mountain, when a familiar fat man stood in front of her.

Pan Yun immediately restrained his posture, looked dignified, smiled lightly and nodded, "Good man."

The fat man looked at her with a complicated expression and said, "Temple Master, I came to tell you that my second brother failed the autumn imperial examination."

Pan Jun knew that he had not passed, so she continued to smile and said nothing.

The fat man sighed and said, "My second brother is very interested in your ability to predict his failure, so he wants to discuss Taoism with you. When you have time, please come to my house."

Pan Yun frowned slightly and said, "I don't have time this year."

What a joke! He is the one who is interested in her, not her in him. And she has to go find him. How shameless he is.

Pan Jun will not go, absolutely not go!
The fat man's eyes widened. "Pan Miaozhu, my brother is the youngest scholar in this village."

Pan Jun had a blank expression on her face and praised in a flat voice: "Wow, that's amazing! But I still don't have time this year."

The fat man opened his mouth.

Pan Jun walked around him. What a joke. She was the spokesperson for God. God needed incense and faith, but he didn't have to cling to one or two people, okay?

When Pan Jun returned, she burned incense for her master, muttering, "It's okay if one or two believers are missing. We are looking for high-quality believers. People like them are clearly asking the gods to do things for us, are very curious about us, and have a high profile. Humph, we don't want them, right, Master?"

The mountain god did not respond, but Wang Feiyin, who was sitting nearby practicing, opened his eyes and looked at her.

Pan Yun lit the incense and went to fetch water to wipe the feet of her master's statue, as well as the platform, table, etc.

"Of course, we don't want those fanatical believers. If they want to be the only mountain god temple in the world, it will be stressful for me and you," Pan Yun naggingly said, "They have many requests and great wishes. If I can't fulfill them and can't solve their doubts, your magic power is limited. If they can't get what they want, it will backfire in the end."

"As for transactions, it's based on mutual consent. They make a request, you use your magic power to help them, and then you gain their faith and worship, and the deal is done..."

Wang Feiyin was annoyed by her noise and interrupted her, "Stop nagging. There aren't many believers in our mountain temple. We finally managed to cast out the hook and hooked a family, but you pushed them out."

Pan Yun: "Big Brother, you were not there, so you don't know how arrogant he is. That's it."

Pan Yun raised his chin to the sky, looked down with disdain, and said in a low voice: "My brother is the youngest scholar in this village!"

Wang Feiyin shook his head. "You are a temple keeper. Why would you bother with this?"

"I don't mind it. I'm not angry at all," Pan Yun said, "So I told him that I'm not free this year, not that I'll never be free."

Wang Feiyin: "Okay, okay, you are not angry. Come and practice after cleaning. I will teach you how to calculate the eight characters today. You can even draw intermediate talismans, but you can't calculate the eight characters. What will it say if it gets out?"

"Oh." Pan Yun stepped forward obediently.

Wang Feiyin took out a pen and ink and said, "For the eight characters, the most important thing is to calculate. You have to be good at arithmetic. By the way, how many arithmetic books have you learned?"

Pan Yun smiled and said, "Mathematics? You don't have to worry. I may not be good at other things, but I am definitely good at it. I dare say that in all of Sanqing Mountain, if I am second to none in mathematics, no one dares to claim to be first."

　Today's lucky number is the number ending in 7, as shown in the screenshot
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