In this way, June settled down in the "Xiaoxiang Pavilion", and the woman really asked a doctor for treatment in August. August's illness was getting better day by day, and because he had shelter and food, his pale little face became rosy day by day.

In June, she became a little maid in "Xiaoxiang Pavilion", she was quick and smart, and the sisters in "Xiaoxiang Pavilion" liked her very much. June was really diligent in his work, getting up before dawn every day to clean the yard and wipe the railings with a rag.

The sisters and guests called her to run an errand, never tired, and flew in and out like a little swallow every day.

Mom's eyes swept over her waist from time to time behind her back, with a meaningful smile on her face.

"June, do you want to learn poetry?" asked my mother lovingly as she blocked June who ran in and out of the door.

As soon as I heard that she was asked to learn poetry, of course June was willing. When her father was there, the family specially invited a husband to teach her to read and hyphenate and recite poems.

Her father often praised her for her good handwriting, and her mother cut paper for her with a smile on the side, and August scribbled the pen on the paper, drew a little rabbit and asked her: "Sister, is the rabbit I drew good?" She touched August's head and said, "We really draw like August!"

Such a scene could only be seen in a dream, "Is it really possible?" asked June, twinking her long eyelashes.

Mom didn't laugh.

In this way, not only did June no longer have to do chores, but her mother also made August her little girl, combing her hair and fetching water every day, cutting paper and grinding ink. The gentleman who invited him is also a well-known literati, and his poems and songs are all excellent.

June is very talented, and she is very wise, and even Mr. praises her poems and essays, but occasionally Mr. will sigh deeply after praising her, and June doesn't know why Mr. sighs.

Her mother not only let her learn Chinese, but also asked her aunt to teach her musical instruments. The piano, pipa, transverse flute, and dong flute were all learned.

In terms of musical instruments, she is far less relaxed than in poetry, and when she encounters a song that she can't play, she slacks off a little, and her aunt comes over with a whip, and her hand is suddenly hot.

If she can't, she will be locked in a dark room, without water or food, until she cries and begs for mercy, and will never be lazy again, and will definitely practice hard, and her mother will release her.

In just a few years, June has learned a lot of talent, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, singing and dancing. A few years of brocade clothes and jade food have made her embarrassed and moving.

At this time, her mother had a showdown with her, or she would return the silver she had spent on her in the past few years, and she would be able to walk out of the door at any time. Either like the other sisters of "Xiaoxiang Pavilion", earn money from men to pay it back, and save enough money in the future, you can also redeem yourself, and then you can live a good life.

Mom's mouth has always been sweeter than honey, but although June is young, she has seen too much.

There are sisters who are reluctant to pick up customers, and they are stripped naked and whipped by the turtle and dying, and there is nothing good in their bodies;

The man's demagoguery, not to mention the private money subsidy, also ended up with old age, and was sold by his mother to a more lowly prostitute;

My sister accidentally became pregnant, and her mother went down with a bowl of abortion/fetus/medicine, and the blood flowed into the bed, but the fragrance disappeared and the ...... was damaged.

This is a "point of no return", how willing she is.

But her mother didn't give her a chance to think about it again, and the turtle caught August, beat him half to death, and threw him into the dark room, where there was a low cry from August, which became lower and lower, and finally he couldn't hear it at all.

The panic of losing her sister tormented her, and she would never let her sister suffer half a cent of grievances again. As long as my sister is doing well, what is my innocence?

So "Xiaoxiang Pavilion" has one less girl named June, and one more twenty-eight beauty named "Lisheng". With his elegant and glamorous appearance and excellent talent, Lisheng soon became famous in the capital.

Countless dignitaries and nobles, romantic and talented people stepped through the threshold of "Xiaoxiang Pavilion", and willingly gave white flowers of silver, just to see her.

Those men who were lucky enough to see her were amazed and amazed when they said it.

Don't say that her talent is superb, but the kind of coldness on her body is a little inferior to the women of the entire capital and even the entire Yue Gardenia Kingdom.

Although she was unwilling, she was also used to this kind of fat adjustment and powder, and ushered in the day when she was sent to. Those literati, romantic talents, businessmen, and high-ranking officials in the court were all fascinated by her beauty, and everyone even pushed her to the throne of the "Oiran Lady" that many Qinglou women dreamed of.

But these are not worth mentioning in her eyes, she has never had half a nostalgia for this kind of drunken life, the more contact with those men of all kinds, the colder her heart becomes, she knows that she is just a plaything of these men, who will have true feelings for playthings?

When she was pressed under a man, her mind was blank, and living was a luxury for her, let alone true love.

After a few more days of reading, I added a lot of trouble. It's better to be like other sisters, "don't know the taste of sorrow", laugh as much as you want, and indulge as much as you want.

Leaning against the window, the street market below is still lively, exuding a thick smoke and fire. But her eyes were drawn to the figure of a man, a monk with a neat ring scar on his head, a long Buddhist bead hanging from his chest, and a little novice behind him.

Even if so many years have passed, how can I forget the appearance engraved in my heart, and how can I admit my mistake. In the past few years, the original beauty has changed to the solemnity of today's treasure, and every gesture is like a bearing.

"Hurry up, go down and inquire about the name of the master just now, where is the monk?" Li Sheng shouted anxiously.

Soon, August came back to report to her: "This monk is the most famous master of the White Horse Temple", and looked at her sister with some confusion.

There was light in Lisheng's eyes, hot flashes on her face, and she kept walking around the room, as if she saw a light shining into her life.

Since then, on the fifteenth day of the first month of each month, Lisheng will close the door to thank guests, burn incense and bathe, and then bring August to the White Horse Temple to incense.

Although my mother was unhappy in her heart, but at this time, Lisheng was already an Oiran lady, and she was making money every day, so she had to give a few thin noodles no matter how she said it, so she made sure that the turtle man must be optimistic, and don't let this God of Wealth Niangniang fly away.

Those benefactors heard that this Oiran lady Buddha is so pious, they greatly appreciated, Lisheng is even more famous, and the benefactors who come to the "Xiaoxiang Pavilion" are even more like carp crossing the river, and gradually, the mother will no longer say more.

White Horse Temple.

Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, a plain-clothed woman kneeling upright on the futon, without powder, eyebrows and frowning spring mountain, eyes and autumn water, thin face and waist slender. Anyone who sees it thinks that this must be the ladies of an official family, not the "Oiran Lady" in the Yanguan capital.

Onion and plain hands, clasped palms together and prayed, very religious.

She walked up to him in a delicate manner, and Ying Ying bowed down and said: "I have heard that Master Shixin is merciful, and purifies all sentient beings, and it is polite to leave Sheng." ”

Looking up, the face that had been traced thousands of times in his heart was close in front of him, and she had changed so much that he was afraid that he would not recognize her for a long time.

I saw that the monk also saluted: "The girl praised it falsely, I don't know what advice the girl has?"

Her eyes were like water, and her eyes were flowing: "The master has crossed all beings, but can he cross the Sheng?"

There seemed to be panic in the monk's eyes, but they quickly returned to normal.

"There is nothing originally, where to stir up dust, the Buddha said: The world of all states is originally a sea of suffering, and only when you see through the red dust is you going ashore. ”

She kept watching his lips move, and she said Buddhist sayings from them.

The monk's eyes dodged, the roots of his ears turned red, and he said, "The mountain is high and the road is slippery, and the girl walks slowly." ”

"Leave Sheng another day and ask for advice", looking at the majestic and upright back, Lisheng's heart swelled with endless joy, like the peach blossoms on the mountain behind the temple, full and gorgeous.