"How could a just matter be left undone merely because we feared offending one person?" Empress Wang was deeply displeased.
Zhu Qiyu was equally unhappy, feeling that Empress Wang had failed to consider the bigger picture or understand him.
The imperial couple parted on bad terms.
Yet the people across the land were delighted.
Of the civil and military officials filling the court, more than half followed along with foolish grins. Only a small minority realized that, from this point onward, the heavens had changed.
The power of mysticism had openly appeared before the world, and Pan Yun's prestige had reached its peak. From then on, she would be a deity-like figure within the Ming Dynasty.
After this, Pan Yun no longer needed to worry about Miao Zhen and the other two.
As Pan Yun underwent her tribulation before the public, another door to another world slowly opened before mankind.
The first thing Pan Yun did was have the Daoist Registry publish a newspaper, one for the entire nation, and compile a booklet as well.
"Gather people from the Ministry of Justice, the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, and the Senglu Division to jointly compile an anti-fraud handbook. The wording must be plain and easy to understand. Even a seven-year-old who has just learned to read, or an eighty-year-old with dementia, must be able to understand it after reading it."
The chief seal-holder of the Daoist Registry said, "What?"
Pan Yun lowered her eyes and gave him a cold glance. "Don't you have any idea what sort of people we are? As the saying goes, when prosperity reaches its peak, decline follows; if one wishes to destroy something, one must first drive it mad. If you do not want the Imperial Court to wipe out the Dao, then start putting restraints in