How to become a Taoist priest starting from a brothel

Cui Heng has been staying at Guining Escort Agency for the past few days. After all, compared to escort agencies with only a few regular people coming and going, the Shengyuan Trading Company he runs has a complex mix of people, making it unsuitable for him and Yuan Mingyou to do anything.

That day, the two of them were discussing future matters when the gatekeeper brought in a letter addressed to Yuan Mingyou.

Yuan Mingyou was somewhat puzzled, but when he took the letter, he noticed a small seal in the corner, and he instantly became excited.

Cui Heng was always quick-witted. Seeing his appearance, he guessed what was going on and snatched it away before he could open it.

The letter contained only one sentence: "Come see me at 3:45 PM today."

Cui Heng stared at the words for a long time before his hands trembled as he asked in disbelief, "This...this is the young master?"

"Yes, but why would the young master ask me to meet him?" Yuan Mingyou ignored his excitement and sat down next to him with a puzzled look on his face.

He didn't notice at all that Cui Heng's expression had changed from excitement to jealousy.

Yuan Mingyou looked up, feeling like he hadn't heard his reply for a long time, but was startled by his expression: "Why are you making that face!"

"Why did the young master give you a letter but not me!" Cui Heng was filled with jealousy, almost overwhelming him.

"How would I know?" Yuan Mingyou pursed his lips, utterly speechless at his expression.

"I……"

"Knock knock knock." Before Cui Heng could continue, there was a knock on the door.

Yuan Mingyou ignored him, turned around and opened the door. A short while later, he came in with a letter in his hand.

"Here you go." He handed the letter to Cui Heng.

Cui Heng was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

When he saw the same small seal in the corner of the letter, his eyes instantly reddened and his hand trembled involuntarily.

Yuan Mingyou didn't think much of it, and simply handed over the letter, saying, "Take this quickly, it should also be a letter from the young master."

Cui Heng wiped his hands on his clothes before carefully taking the letter and opening it, despite Yuan Mingyou's helpless gaze.

The letter contained the same sentence: "Come see me at 3:45 PM today."

Upon seeing these words, Yuan Mingyou felt even more puzzled and blurted out, "Why would the young master invite both of us at the same time?"

He didn't hear a reply from Cui Heng, so he turned around and looked away, feeling utterly speechless.

Cui Heng held the letter as if it were a precious treasure, staring at it intently, unwilling to let go.

Yuan Mingyou was truly helpless. He sighed deeply and snatched the letter from his hand.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Cui Heng exclaimed excitedly.

"Alright, stop looking. The young master has invited the two of us. You'll see her tonight." Yuan Mingyou ignored him, carefully folded the letter, and stuffed it into his arms.

Cui Heng seemed to just realize something: "Yes, then I'll go prepare a gift for the young master."

"Hey! Wait!" Yuan Mingyou couldn't stop Cui Heng, whose skills were no less than his own, and could only watch him leave in a hurry.

Without anyone to discuss the matter with, and given that Yuan Mingyou was always indecisive, he pondered on his own for a long time but still couldn't come up with a solution. Helpless, he could only sit and wait until the time came to meet the person before making any further decisions.

Meanwhile, Cui Heng rushed back to Shengyuan Trading Company with an excited expression, waving his hand to interrupt the shopkeeper who was about to speak, and quickly ordered: "Prepare the complete set of gold-inlaid jewelry and the complete set of ruby ​​jewelry that I asked you to prepare earlier."

"Yes, boss." Seeing his appearance, the shopkeeper knew that this was not the right time to talk business, so he had no choice but to agree and go to prepare.

"Wait a minute." Cui Heng called him again, thought for a moment and instructed, "Bring the jade pendant made of Hetian warm jade from the warehouse."

“But…” The shopkeeper frowned slightly, somewhat hesitant, “Master, that jade pendant has already been reserved by the Crown Prince’s wife, who said it was to be a gift for the Heir Apparent’s wife.”

“What the Crown Princess wants is not good enough for her.” Cui Heng said with some disdain, and after thinking for a long time, he said again, “Never mind, let me think about it.”

The shopkeeper, hearing his disdain, couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement: 'I wonder what kind of person accepted this gift, that even the Crown Prince's wife wouldn't give it a second glance.'

"I remember there's a jade bracelet in the storeroom?" Cui Heng thought for a long time before he remembered that there were still some good things in his storeroom.

"Yes, the bracelet core was made into a jade pendant." The shopkeeper also remembered, and hesitated when he thought about how rare and precious the mutton fat jade was. However, seeing Cui Heng's current appearance, he did not dare to speak up to persuade him.

"Alright, that's all. Get them ready quickly." Having selected what he wanted, Cui Heng told the shopkeeper to go and prepare them.

"Wait!" After thinking for a moment, Cui Heng called out to the shopkeeper again.

The shopkeeper was at his wits' end. After all, three items that could be considered the shop's prized possessions had been given away in a short time. But he was just a shopkeeper after all, so he could only sigh deeply and ask helplessly, "Does the master have any further instructions?"

"Take two more boxes of pearls with us," Cui Heng muttered to himself. "She can play with the pearls too, but we still have too few treasures."

Hearing his words, the shopkeeper's lips twitched uncontrollably. He really dared not stay any longer, fearing that his master would send Shengyuan Trading Company away, so he hurriedly bowed and withdrew.

Seeing his expression, Cui Heng knew exactly what he was thinking. He snorted and said, "Fool, if she really liked it, I would present her with all the treasures in the world, let alone the trading company, and let her choose whatever she wanted."

In the inn.

Liu Yin sat in her room for a long time, reflecting on the situation. In fact, she was not as determined as she had been when facing the Duan'an Princess.

On the contrary, she was happy to take over, after all, Duan'an was her aunt's only child in a way. Moreover, she had a deep affection for her aunt who often teased her when she was young.

She was able to save Mei Wu and Zhu Mei back then, and later Luan Qin, so it's no surprise that she would do the same for her little cousin.

However, she did not trust the Duke of Baoguo and his wife, after all, the fear she felt at that moment made her have all sorts of wild thoughts.

Liu Yin touched her face and muttered to herself, "Madam of Baoguo, why are you so afraid of this face that resembles my aunt's?"

In the stillness of the night, thunder rumbled, and a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Looking through the rain and mist, Liu Yin saw the moon obscured by dark clouds, and her mood was inevitably affected by the weather, making her somewhat sad.

It has only been a short year since she woke up in Qingyin Hall, but what she has experienced seems like a lifetime.

Even though she has regained her childhood memories, those fragments of her innocent childhood and the subsequent hardships and displacement are all experiences she had when she was still young. The influence of her past life on her was too important, almost shaping her entire soul. That painful experience did not affect her much, but the experiences of the past year have left a deep impression on her.

When she left Qingyintang, she only wanted to escape her lowly status and live a simple and peaceful life with a little money. But what she saw in the red-light district made her want to record it.

Driven by fate, starting with "The Biographies of a Hundred Flowers," which was already popular throughout the country, she gradually embarked on a path she had never imagined. In particular, the emperor's title of "Number One Lyricist in the World" propelled her fame to its peak.

Watching the candles go out one by one in the rain, she thought of the manuscript she had sent out that day, and she thought she should not regret her choice.