How to become a Taoist priest starting from a brothel

"It's you!" Liu Yin exclaimed in surprise. This person was none other than Wen Shuyun, whom Liu Yin had seen at Qingyin Hall.

Liu Yin's impression of him can be described as extremely deep.

After all, the tyranny of the Prince of Anle's mansion lingered over the Qin and Huai mansions at the time, and Prince Cui had committed atrocities in places like Qingyin Hall. Even though everyone knew how cruel it was to attack a little girl, no one stood up for it.

Only Wen Shuyun, a mere scholar, spoke out for justice, even though Liu Yin knew at the time that the other party was also from a noble family, and his father was Wen Chengcheng, the Imperial Censor, who was highly trusted by the emperor.

If Liu Yin's impression of Wen Shuyun was based on a brief encounter that sparked a fondness, then Wen Shuyun's impression of Liu Yin was much deeper.

The first image is a graceful figure uttering the words "There's no such thing as a free lunch" while nestled in a bamboo grove.

The second image is a familiar figure standing in a corner of Qingyin Hall, earnestly instructing Hua Niang.

A face he had never seen before, a beautiful image deeply imprinted in his heart, someone he had thought about and searched for again and again, but who he always missed.

He felt as if he had found a kindred spirit in someone who had such a clear understanding of the world. He went to Qingyin Hall several times afterward, but returned empty-handed each time. Later, a sudden change occurred in his family, and he and his brother returned to the capital. He thought he would never see him again in this life, but he never expected to see him here.

He recognized the voice, but when Liu Yin turned around and the figure that haunted his dreams appeared, he suddenly realized what was happening and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

When the other person turned around and looked at him, he saw the face he had guessed countless times. Although it was not particularly beautiful, it did not disappoint him. After all, the overall temperament was enough to cover up anything else, which made him even more convinced that the other person must have realized something from their own heart, and had not heard it from someone else.

However, when he heard Liu Yin's exclamation, the surprise in his eyes instantly turned into confusion, and his words became hesitant: "Does the young lady still remember me?"

Wen Shuyun didn't think of anything else, only assuming that Liu Yin's exclamation came from when she went to Qingyin Hall to find her and was seen by her.

“Young Master Wen, I haven’t thanked you for saving Guozi that day.” Liu Yin was naturally unaware of the impression Wen Shuyun had left on her, and only assumed that the other party remembered the day he saved Guozi.

"Fruit? A life-saving grace?" Wen Shuyun asked with a puzzled look. Before Liu Yin could answer, he jumped off the carriage.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yin immediately realized that the other party did not remember this matter, which could lead to misunderstandings. Liu Yin had no choice but to explain: "That day, Prince Cui was making a scene at Qingyin Hall. It was thanks to your frankness that the girl he had violated was saved."

The moment the words "Qingyin Hall" were uttered, the groom next to him looked at Liu Yin with a hint of disdain.

Liu Yin naturally sensed the gaze, and she knew the meaning in the other person's eyes, so she looked up and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that, young man?"

Wen Shuyun also turned his head and caught the driver's evasive gaze. Anger flashed in his eyes, and he pointed to the side: "Who taught you to be so insolent? Go get out of here."

Seeing that the young master was angry, the coachman sullenly hid to the side.

Seeing him approach, Wen Shuyun apologized sheepishly, "My servant was rude, I hope you won't mind, young lady."

Liu Yin gently shook her head, but didn't say anything else. After all, other people's servants are managed by others, and she had no right to interfere.

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Wen Shuyun felt even more embarrassed, thinking that she would definitely tell her father and brothers to give the servants in the house a good talking-to when she got back.

He thought this to himself, but didn't show it on his face. He just remembered what Liu Yin had just said, and it took him a while to recall which matter Liu Yin was referring to: "So it was that matter. It was just a small favor, but I wonder what happened to that girl afterward..."

“She’s already gone.” A hint of sadness flashed in Liu Yin’s eyes, but before Wen Shuyun could offer any words of comfort, she continued, “Just now, it seemed that you didn’t remember this matter. Why did you call me back?”

Hearing this, Wen Shuyun blushed. He was too embarrassed to tell the girl that he had been thinking about her back for a long time, so he stammered, "The girl's glance in the bamboo forest that day was so stunning that it made me yearn for her for a long time."

These words seemed to have summoned all of Wen Shuyun's courage. Standing beside her with a blushing face, she left Liu Yin momentarily stunned.

She quickly came to her senses and listened to the other party's explanation. Although she couldn't remember anything from more than a year ago, she still smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind words, young master."

"I...I don't know your name yet." Seeing that the other party only said one polite word and did not continue the conversation, Wen Shuyun could only ask in a low voice with a bright red face.

"Yes, it's my fault." Liu Yin slapped her forehead, only then remembering this. "My name is Liu Jianniang."

"You are...you are Liu Dajia!" Wen Shuyun exclaimed in surprise, then muttered to herself, "That's right, those lyrics, those melodies, those stories, must have been written by an extraordinary woman, and only someone who could say such things could have written them."

Liu Yin was at a loss for words to respond to such praise, and could only smile modestly and say, "You flatter me, you really flatter me."

Wen Shuyun came back to her senses and looked at Liu Yin, her eyes seemingly sparkling with endless starlight: "No, you flatter me. Miss Liu doesn't know, I have read all your stories more than ten times, I have read your lyrics countless times, and I have listened to countless other people's songs. The title of the number one lyricist in the world is truly well-deserved."

After saying that, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "I lived in Huaicheng for a long time, but it's a great pity that I've never heard you sing the lyrics and music."

"That's fine. If I have the chance, I'll play it for Young Master Wen. Consider it a token of my gratitude," Liu Yin said with a smile.

These words surprised and incredulous Wen Shuyun. He looked at Liu Yin with joy in his eyes, feeling that he understood the person in front of him. He even planned how to persuade his father and brothers to accept his marriage to the woman in front of him.

Little did Liu Yin know that her words had led to this elaborate plan. Although she had transmigrated at a young age, she had been treated like a fool in her childhood, with no one teaching her manners or etiquette. Later, when she was sold into a brothel, she received even less education, learning only how to greet and see off guests and serve men. After entering the Liu family, Madam Liu was so busy with her that she never thought about these details.

She was completely unaware of how ambiguous it was for a girl to sing for a man.

Liu Yin didn't notice the other person's blushing face, after all, that face had been red ever since she saw her. She looked at a caravan carriage approaching not far away, waved, and said to Wen Shuyun, "Young Master Wen, my people have arrived. I'll take my leave now."

Wen Shuyun looked at her with some reluctance, and only after seeing her onto the carriage did she suddenly call out, "Miss Liu, how can I contact you?"

"Find Guining Escort Agency!" Liu Yin shouted to him through the carriage window.

Wen Shuyun watched her carriage depart, and murmured, "Gui Ning Escort Agency..."

"Young...Young Master..." The coachman beside him cautiously approached.

Wen Shuyun looked at him, her face darkening: "That woman is His Majesty's personally appointed number one poet in the land. How dare you look down on her?"

Before the coachman could apologize further, he got into the carriage and said, "Let's go."

Seeing that he was no longer scolding him, the coachman had no choice but to suppress his fear and drive the carriage away.

Wen Shuyun looked at a box in the carriage, then suddenly slapped her forehead and said with annoyance, "Oh no, I forgot to show this to her."