Liu Yingying was picked up back to the official workshop since she was a child, and she was carefully cultivated by talented women, and no one else could match her skills in the same age group, not to mention her exquisite skills, she won the championship at the age of 16.

The official workshop is not as good as the market flower building, and most of the people received are rich and powerful rich gentry and masters, or talented scholars and students. The obscene scene of the warbler's voice and swallow language and the half-exposed breasts cannot be found here, but the poetry is opposed, and the talented and beautiful women who explore the rhythm of music are in pairs.

There is little love here, and it is not like the flower building to usher in the send-off, the poetry meeting, the feast of flower appreciation is to scatter back the post every half month, and invite people of insight to the banquet together.

Liang Zijun disdained to go to the flower building to look for flowers and ask willows, but he came to the official shop to drink and have fun, but he had seen this Oiran a few times, but he never asked her to accompany him.

It's just a clean man, and he can't afford to throw a lot of money on her for fun, and the guy who is used to making trouble on weekdays also knows his quirks, but no one dares to make fun of him in this matter.

Liu Yingying's hair was scattered at the moment, leaning on the couch with a sad heart, her cheeks were red for a while, worried for a while, and ashamed.

Qing'er lifted the bead curtain and entered, and woke up Liu Yingying, who was in a state of sorrow, with a smile before speaking, and scolded in disgust, "Still laughing! If it weren't for your mouthy girl, how could you cause such a big trouble......?"

Qing'er pursed her red lips coquettishly, and muttered aggrievedly, "Qing'er is also deliberately calculating a little for the good of the young lady, if it is appropriate, not only can it save its reputation, but it can also be a good gentleman in one fell swoop, it is better than the old dead official, right?

"Don't talk nonsense! Our lives are cheap, how can we talk about reputation? If we are burdened with the son, won't we take revenge? I have been picked up and returned to the official workshop since I was a child, and I have to be taken care of by my mother to avoid starvation on the streets, and I can get enough shelter, how dare I hope to repay my life? I just hope that when I am old and yellow, I can serve in front of the bed to repay the kindness of my upbringing, but I dare not affect my mother to be punished by the above" Liu Yingying frowned lightly, and turned her head silently after saying it with sadness.

Why didn't she think about redeeming herself and marrying someone? But once she entered the official office, how easy was it to talk about it? Ordinary prostitutes could still save money to redeem themselves, but most of the people in the official workshop were criminal slaves, and they had to be watched and entertained, but they also had to do live labor.

There are not a few young girls like her who have been picked up and raised, and when they are young, they can still live a good life for a few years with their appearance, and once they are older, they have to work to support themselves.

Not only are the rules of the official workshop big, but the life of the criminal slave is thinner than paper, and if you do something wrong, you will not only be punished, but you will also have to serve the inferior guests. The benefactors of the three religions and nine streams are all distributed by the turtle father, and even the mother is not the master, if it is not for the name of the oiran, and the mother secretly circulating, the day of the pole is the time when she opens the bud.

Thinking of the suffering she suffered when she was a child, Liu Yingying closed her eyes and sighed secretly, if it weren't for her mother's severe urging, she would have already become a broken flower and a willow, and those sisters in the same workshop were generally entangled with benefactors.

When I was young, I didn't understand my mother's good intentions, and I often hid in the corner and watched my little sisters play with envy, and I still remember my mother touching her head sadly and preaching, "Yingying, although I can give you a bite to eat, but I can't suffer for you, I can't help you grow up and resent me, and I can only force you to become a talented girl, I really don't know if it was right or wrong to pick you up back then......"

If you want to live a three-point face in this cannibalistic officialdom, you have to endure what others can't bear and desperately compare everyone to the bottom!

This sentence accompanied Liu Yingying throughout her childhood, and every time she practiced until she couldn't stop crying, her mother would squat down and take her into her arms and encourage her softly. Only then will she show some love and rub her red and swollen fingers for her with pity.

Dance, piano, chess, painting...... , in order to learn these she has suffered enough, and her mother begged the aunts in the workshop, and also paid out of her own pocket to invite down-and-out scholars to give lectures. At the banquet, she was allowed to accompany her, so that she could gather the heads of hundreds of families and gather their own knowledge.

Ten years of hard work, and finally a few years of innocence, this great favor alone is enough for Liu Yingying to give up her life to repay. is because she never thought of leaving the official workshop, even if she has to serve guests one day, she also wants to repay her mother's nurturing grace.

"Miss ......" Qing'er had tears in her eyes, and she didn't know how to persuade her, seeing that she was about to turn 19 years old, Gui Gong also secretly used a lot of means to want her to pick up customers, if it weren't for her mother blocking left and right, it is estimated that she would have to recruit a son-in-law two years ago.

"Needless to say, this is fate!" Liu Yingying closed her eyes and wept, how could she not understand Qing'er's thoughts?

My mother also said a few times that she should choose a good person to redeem herself and be good, and who might come to the brothel to have fun is not a greedy lord?

The year before last, a sister was bought back by a benefactor to be a child, and the bad news came within March.

I heard that before he died, he escaped in a trance and asked for help, but the result can be imagined, he was arrested by his family, and he was declared seriously ill and died within three days.

Huh...... Which concubine who was beaten to death didn't die of "illness"? Running out for help in a frenzy, she wasn't forced to have no way out, and how could she be like a madwoman asking for help?

It is not uncommon for the main family to kill a "slut", especially a lowly woman from a brothel like them, and no one cares about burying them when they die.

Rather than entrusting your fate to an unreliable man, it is better to survive in this official workshop, and finally be able to change the thin coffin cover, which is better than the bleak end of being wrapped in a straw mat, right?

"Miss doesn't dare to accept fate, how do you know that you will be like Bi Niang if you don't fight?" You are also in the workshop for nothing, and you have the name of a talented woman, maybe you can really meet a lover and redeem yourself to be a good housewife" Qing'er tried her best to pull out a smile and persuade.

"I don't need to persuade again, I have made up my mind, if the turtle comes to urge me again, you will reply on my behalf...... said that he would be able to choose a son-in-law on stage after March" Liu Yingying waved her hand, tired and soft.

Qing'er hid her face and went out, feeling heartbroken for her sister.

In another year, she should also be listed to receive customers, thinking that if her sister can get a good home, it can also bring a glimmer of hope to their younger sisters. But now that even the famous Oiran has been appointed like this, how can these prostitutes, who are about to die, live?

When will the days of the hopeless old brothel be the end of the day when the day of the daily eyebrow painting is the end? Every time I think that even such a talented woman must be reduced to the object of casual profanity, what will happen to a woman with such a mediocre appearance?

Even if only one person can escape from this dirty realm, it will encourage countless women who have fallen into the dust, there should always be a head to run in life, and even if they are unlucky, they always hope that others may be able to escape.

Every woman who goes out will be sincerely blessed, carrying all the hopes and expectations of stepping out of the brothel, but in the end it is the end of a violent corpse wilderness, and even such a small expectation has nothing to pinch, it is really loveless.

After King Jing left, the whole family finally didn't have to live in two small courtyards. Taking advantage of the fact that spring ploughing has not yet begun, Liang Baida is expected to still live in the city for the time being, and he can also use the excuse to repair the old house.

With the guard of the dart master, the old mansion was smashed even if it was not damaged again, even if Liang Jia and Huzi were not repaired often, they would no longer be as magnificent as they were at the beginning.

Liang Zixian hired a mason and renovated the warehouse as a whole, while Liang Zijun tore new cloth, replaced all the damaged window paper, and equipped each courtyard with new bed tents.

The wooden cabinet of tables and chairs at home should have been replaced for a long time, and everyone is used to saving on weekdays, and no one is reluctant to throw away the reset, this time just taking the opportunity to play some new furniture, and it is good to eliminate the old furniture at home and replace it with a new one.

Chen Qing's courtyard didn't make a big move, because of the new things that were only added at the wedding, except for the addition of a chaise longue in the bedroom, the other furnishings were still the same as the original.

Towards the end of the construction period, the Liang family welcomed two strange guests. Liang Zixian introduced people into the main hall, and after serving coarse tea, he asked about the intention.

"The dog offended Miss Guifu a few days ago, and this time I specially brought him to the door to apologize" The middle-aged man wore a Confucian robe and apologized with a rigorous attitude.

Liang Zixian looked at him with upright words and generous manners, when he was born in a big family, he thought that he could deign to come to apologize, and he should be a strict family master.

After figuring out the reason, he hurriedly helped people up and said with a smile, "It's okay, the jokes between the babies are not true, there are many people on the street, and it is inevitable to accidentally bump into it. I think it's also a good thing for your house to teach, so I'm afraid that I will be punished by you if I don't have a good etiquette."

The middle-aged man is as his name, his surname is Yan, and his single name is an ink character, and he is the head of the pawnshop in Yanji, Linxian County. Because of the perennial company of antique calligraphy and painting, in addition to having a high degree of appreciation, there is also a lot of demeanor in the conversation.

At this time, listening to Liang Zixian's words, Yan Mo did not show it on his face, but he was secretly relieved in his heart.

Originally, this matter could be big or small, but the son was deeply taught by Confucius, refused to say anything and did not believe it, and adhered to the principle that it was not too late to make amends, and he had to marry someone to be responsible, which inevitably led his son astray, so he had to apologize with a heavy gift.

Yan Mo has a son in middle age, and he naturally values this son, in addition to hiring famous teachers to give lectures, he also sets an example for his son, especially in the cultivation of his young son's personality.

It is a rigorous maple to grow to 13 years old, not only Bo Gu Tong Jin, but also a well-known model of etiquette in the county, if this matter is not handled properly, the opinion of outsiders is not afraid, only afraid that the son will develop a perfunctory bad character.

Seeing his son more and more breathing, Yan Mo is naturally and honored, but every time this son who makes him proud is more reasonable, it really makes people feel worried.

If you say he's wrong, he can bring you a bunch of big truths to refute, if that's right...... Well, no matter how small things are, they have to be dealt with in a big way!

Seeing that his son looked guilty, Yan Mo sighed lightly, if he hadn't stopped him, this kid would have dared to follow the sincerity of the ancients in the winter, and wore thorns on his bare shoulders.

Thinking of fooling his son in everything, he just needs to correct his mentality, Yan Mo sweated in private, and said with a straight face, "Right and wrong come from the heart, he has the heart to take responsibility, even if he is my Yan family's son, Liang Fu does not need to be humble, he should be punished!"

Liang Zixian was in a dilemma with the two masters, so he had to persuade him straightforwardly, "Master Yan is too serious, I also know that you are a beloved son, but you are not careful, you can apologize, you really can't talk about punishment"

Yan Mo's demeanor was upright, and his voice rebuked with dissatisfaction: "Even if you are just careless, you can't make a mistake, Jinfeng! Let me ask you which hand is the rude Miss Liang? My Yan family has never tolerated the son of an indecent woman, and today I will behead one in front of the Liang family, so that you can understand that everything has a cause and effect, and if you do something wrong, you need to bear the corresponding punishment."

After listening to it, he nodded with a small face with a proper attitude, but when he said which hand touched it, the little brain melon hung down and was silent.

When Yan Mo saw it, he shouted, "It's not from the truth!"

Liang Zixian felt that Master Yan was a little too much, and hurriedly rounded the round for the little boy, "How can you break your hand for a little thing?" Even if Master Yan teaches his son well, he can't act arbitrarily!"

Yan Mo was waiting for Liang Zixian's sentence, his expression was slightly relaxed, and when he was about to take back his words, he saw his son kneeling down with a puff, pointing to his head and replying in a crisp voice with a flushed face, "My son doesn't dare to deceive, yes...... It's this face that is rude to Miss Liang...... Daddy, if you want to punish him, take his son's life! My son is not filial, and he can't give you a pension to the end, and he will definitely live up to your earnest teachings in the next life, and he will not dishonor the strict family style!"

With that, the little one got up and prepared to hit his head and pay for his life. Xiao'er was reckless, but he scared Master Yan a lot, grabbed his collar and reprimanded: "What is this doing? If you die, how can Daddy live? Wouldn't it be unfilial to talk about life and death at a young age!"

"That'...... Daddy still let me marry Duoduo as a wife, so that I can be responsible and free from the name of unfilial piety" Strict Feng flattened his small mouth aggrievedly, and tears fell down in big and big ones.

If it weren't for the fact that he had not fulfilled his filial piety and did not want to have an innocent woman, he would not have the face to deceive the world and steal his name.

Yan Mo was forced into a cold sweat by his son, what a sin! He only found out today what happened to him.

Fortunately, Liang Zixian was reasonable, and did not coldly look at the two of them as cocoons, and persuaded in a disapproving tone: "Why are you so ignorant of things? No matter how big a thing is, you can't afford to lose your life! You still have a father and mother to support, how can you easily pay for your life? Besides, Duoduo has not tarnished your reputation, what is the use of asking for your little life?"

Yan Feng wiped away his tears vigorously, and stubbornly raised his head and responded, "I know that unfilial piety is the greatest, and Daddy only has my son, so he is reluctant to let me die." But a mistake is a mistake, if it can be appeased, Jin Feng asks himself to live in the world without face!"

Yan Mo nodded silently appreciatively, this son taught well!

Liang Zixian secretly had a headache, the two of them clearly had a white face and a red face, but his family didn't think about anything, so he couldn't go all the way to his house to sing this big play?

Yan Mo was complacent, and suddenly his heart suddenly struck, only to hear his son quickly reply, "I just want to marry Duoduo!"