Chapter 840
Heavy Rain
Chapter 840 Heavy Rain
To their surprise, they didn't even get to see the emperor this time; Wang Zhen simply dismissed them.
That night, as expected, it rained heavily.
Even the best person will get sick after being caught in the rain all night, let alone the north, which is colder than the south. The soldiers had been marching for seven days straight, and because of the lack of food supplies, they were still hungry.
Many soldiers fell ill due to hunger and cold.
Pan Yu was in good health and ran around trying to get medicine for his comrades.
Indeed, medicinal herbs are scarce, and military doctors are even rarer; it's extremely difficult to secure one.
Yu Rui, who entered the Fifth Army Camp with him, stared blankly at him.
Pan Yu turned around and saw his snot hanging from his nose. She looked disgusted and casually plucked a few leaves for him: "Wipe it off."
Yu Rui sniffed, and the snot was sucked back in.
Pan Yu disdainfully took three steps away from him, and when she turned back, Yu Rui's eyes were red.
Pan Yu was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward, saying, "Don't cry, I... I don't mind."
Yu Rui shook his head, his voice hoarse, "Pan Yu, I think I'm going to die, sob sob..."
Pan Yu quickly covered his mouth, her serious face devoid of any smile: "Yu Rui, you can't say such things anymore. It's bad luck. If it gets back to His Majesty, you'll be punished!"
Yu Rui nodded with tears in his eyes.
Pan Yu withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice, "Wait here, I'll go find you some medicine."
Yu Rui choked up and said, "It's already very good. You were able to help us get two more ingredients. The extra ones should be left for others."
Pan Yu: "I won't go to the military doctor to snatch it; I'll find someone else."
He lowered his voice and said, "I know some of the officials who are with me."
The acquaintance he was referring to was Yin Song.
But with more than 200,000 people stretching out in an endless line, the roads were narrow and the queues were very long.
Among them were 50,000 soldiers and laborers who accompanied the army to transport military supplies.
To get from here to the location of the Imperial Observatory, he would need to travel a very, very long distance.
Fortunately, the team was in disarray. Due to insufficient supplies and heavy rain, many soldiers had fallen behind, causing chaos in the ranks. He could run from here to the front to find people.
If this happened during other marches, soldiers would be punished for leaving the ranks without permission.
Pan Yu slipped away and didn't find Yin Song until late at night.
Yin Song hadn't slept either. He looked Pan Yu up and down and exclaimed in amazement, "You're not only brave, but also lucky. It was pitch black and raining, yet you still dared to find your way here."
We're very close to the Emperor's carriage now. If the traffic is any stricter, Pan Yu will be arrested. A charge of spying on the Emperor's carriage would be a death sentence, if not death.
Pan Yu came to ask for medicine and casually complained, "Everyone is not focused on their duties, but I got through without any problems."
Yin Song frowned and handed him a bottle of medicine: "Take this, use it sparingly, I don't have much medicine left."
Pan Yu thanked him repeatedly, stuffed the medicine into his pocket, put on his straw hat and was about to leave when he remembered something and turned back and said, "Senior Brother Yin, could you give me that bottle of strengthening medicine? The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and my friend might feel stronger if he takes two pills."
Yin Song said, "It was lost in the panic during the chaos at Longhutai a few days ago."
"Ah!" Pan Yu's eyes widened, and she could only comfort him, "It's okay, I'll write to my little sister when I get back and ask her to send us some."
Yin Song nodded.
Watching him walk into the rain, Yin Song sighed, "It's a pity I'm a little too late."
Yin Qingjun stepped forward, draped a cloak over his master, and watched Pan Yu walk into the darkness: "Fortunately, Pan Hong and Pan Yue fell ill in time and escaped this calamity."
Yin Song remained silent. Yin Qingjun lowered his voice and asked, "Master, Junior Martial Aunt sent medicine to the capital before His Majesty's decree for the personal expedition was issued. Did she foresee this?"
Yin Song remained silent for a long time without answering his question. Instead, he said, "If we can return to the capital safely this time, my master and I will resign and return to our hometown."
Yin Qingjun opened his mouth wide and asked, "What about the family's backing?"
Yin Song said expressionlessly, "It's time to change the person who will be our backer."
Is that Junior Uncle?
Yin Qingjun thought.
However, Junior Uncle is a female Daoist. Although there are female Daoists in the Imperial Observatory, it is very difficult for them to get promoted. It is much more difficult for Junior Uncle to be a powerful backer than for them.
Pan Yun has recently become obsessed with flying around in the pot, leaving as soon as school is over and not returning until night.
Miaohe hadn't eaten with her for almost ten days. Seeing that she was finally staying home today, she quickly asked, "Junior Martial Aunt, what have you been doing lately?"
Pan Yun: "Find materials for weapon forging."
"Huh?" This was an answer no one had expected.
Miaohe quickly stepped forward: "We already have our natal sword and flying magic weapon, what kind of weapon do you want to forge?"
Pan Yun smiled at them and said, "It's for you to refine."
The three of them had a bright look in their eyes.
Pan Jun said, "As your cultivation levels increase, you should have your own natal magic weapons by now. I happen to have a few good items on hand. If we look around some more, we might be able to put together a set of materials. The three of you should start thinking about the natal magic weapons you want from now on."
Miaozhen: "Didn't our senior uncle also store materials for us?"
Pan Yun smiled at them and said, "Adding more will make it even better."
Xue Shao remained silent, while Pan Yun turned to him and said, "I also prepared a copy for you."
Xue Shao: "I have no intention of making a natal magic weapon."
Pan Yun: "Make one, even if it's just a sword, it can be used for self-defense."
Swords are for gentlemen, and this time Xue Shao did not refuse.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the academy was closed for the holidays, Pan Yun took them back to Sanqing Mountain.
Wang Feiyin smiled gently when he saw them. After the family had eaten a meal, he handed a storage bag to Pan Yun: "These are things that your senior brothers and sisters and I stored for them. We originally planned to give them to them when they were a little older, but we didn't expect that their cultivation would improve so quickly while they were with you. Now it's time to prepare them."
Pan Yun took the bag, put it away, looked at her senior brother in silence for a while, then knelt down and respectfully kowtowed to him.
Wang Feiyin stood still, enduring the pain.
Pan Yun looked up and asked, "Senior Brother, the celestial phenomena are unusual. Why don't you expel me from the sect?"
Wang Feiyin reached out and patted her head, smiling gently, "Sanqing Mountain is majestic and precipitous. It is right here, and no one can move it. It has been there since the mountain was formed, and it has remained unmoved for thousands of years. It has been there since the mountain was inhabited by a god, and it has remained unmoved for thousands of years. Even if you tear a hole in the sky, Sanqing Mountain will still be there."
With tears in her eyes, Pan Yun kowtowed and said, "Disciple understands, disciple's resolve remains unwavering."
Wang Feiyin patted her head and sighed softly, "Go."
Pan Yun wiped away her tears and left. Miao Zhen suddenly appeared out of nowhere and approached Wang Feiyin: "Senior Uncle..."
Wang Feiyin jumped in fright and quickly turned around: "You scared me to death! Why were you hiding behind the statue without making a sound?"
Miaozhen: "...I arrived first. I was meditating in the back. You're telling secrets in front of me."
She paused, suppressing her displeasure, and asked, "What trouble is Junior Uncle going to cause?"
(End of this chapter)