How to become a Taoist priest starting from a brothel

Because of this, Wang Wenjun and the other girls stopped asking questions and became more serious about teaching.

Over time, the women trusted their husbands more, and Wang Wenjun and the others took the opportunity to teach them some farming knowledge.

The women seemed to understand what Wang Wenjun and the others meant, and they all studied very diligently. None of them went back to tell their families what they had learned.

Seeing this, Liu Yin finally felt relieved and gave Wang Wenjun and the others a new idea.

After being hinted at, the women went back to ask the men for their farming skills. The men, who couldn't resist the flattery, pretended to be modest and showed off their knowledge.

Women also took this opportunity to integrate what they had learned, and under the guise of intelligence, they openly used this knowledge.

Seven days later, Liu Yin and her companions finally resumed their journey.

That night, the group failed to reach the next county or town, nor could they find a suitable village willing to take them in. They had no choice but to find a relatively flat spot by the main road to spend the night.

"Prepare the medicine, and the crossbows, understand?" Liu Yin checked the equipment and carefully instructed the guards.

"Yes, sir." The students all nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the children were listening attentively, and that the equipment they had prepared was sufficient to deal with ordinary bandits, Liu Yin didn't say anything more.

The group gathered around the campfire, eating dry rations and discussing their teaching experiences over the past few days.

"Speaking of which, the girls I met were really smart," Wang Wenjun sighed. "What a pity."

Zhuo Yongnian asked, "Could it be that you're planning to take on a disciple, Wenjun?"

Wang Wenjun shook his head: "I just regret that I am still learning from my teacher, how can I take on apprentices?"

Zhuo Yongnian continued, "Then there's nothing we can do. They're still too young, and the teacher won't agree to take them on the journey."

"I just feel sorry for her. You know, in such a small village, there is such a talented girl. How many hidden gems are there in this world?" Wang Wenjun sighed.

Yu Weizhi suddenly interjected, "Many men are also unable to display their talents due to their social status and family background."

His words surprised everyone, as he was usually taciturn and rarely participated in conversations with others.

Even so, everyone was only delighted by his exit.

"Yes, if it weren't for you, sir, how would we have realized that geniuses are as numerous as the stars in the sky, and that we are merely fortunate to have family backgrounds?" Tao Boyi looked at the fire and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

These sentiments seemed to resonate with others, who began to complain about people they had encountered who came from wealthy families but were ignorant and incompetent, or who came from humble backgrounds but were extremely talented but were hampered by their social status and family circumstances.

Ming, who was standing next to them, listened to their conversation, his eyes flickering with the firelight. These days, Liu Yin's students had taken great care of him, and he could feel that they genuinely treated him as a companion.

As he listened to their discussion about the injustices of the world, his idea became even more certain.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at Liu Yin, who was watching the students, and her beautiful eyes were full of satisfaction.

He took a deep breath before addressing the crowd, "I...I..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone turned to look at him, only to see him stuttering.

Tao Boyi looked at him kindly: "What's wrong, Ming-ge? Tell me slowly, no rush."

As he spoke, he handed over a water bag.

Ming held the water bag in both hands, hesitated for a long time, and then slowly said, "I...I...I know everyone is curious about what happened to me in the village..."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at him with even more concern.

They weren't blind or stupid; they had a general idea of ​​what Ming Ge's identity was. However, they wouldn't show contempt for someone living at the bottom of society, since everyone who followed Liu Yin had a soft heart and wanted to help the common people.

“I…I am the fifth son of the Li family…” Ming-ge lowered his head and looked at the fire, slowly revealing his background.

Anling Village is a very strange place.

This is how all the nearby villages perceive it.

What's strange about Anling Village is that no matter where the women who marry into the village come from, they always give birth to many boys. The strange thing is that these boys always die unexpectedly when they are seven or eight years old. In Anling Village, each family has at most two or three boys, and never more than five.

Even so, the people of Anling Village would occasionally make a small fortune, but they would tell outsiders that there were businessmen in the village who would share some of the profits with them from time to time, but no one had ever seen that businessman.

But Ming-ge bluntly exposed the details of this so-called profit-sharing scheme.

There are no traveling merchants in Anling Village; all the money they earn comes from selling their children.

As the folk song goes: "Anling Village, Anling Village, there are seven or eight beds on the ridge, and seven or eight men lie on the beds. They earn seven or eight coins a night, and then go home to support seven or eight men."

In Anling Village, it was discovered long ago that boys who couldn't be raised could be sold to brothels for a considerable sum of money when they reached a certain age, which was much more profitable than selling them to slave traders.

Why not sell your daughter?

This is the first thought that pops into everyone's head when they hear about this.

Wang Wenjun, being the most lively of them all, couldn't help but ask directly.

However, Ming didn't reply to her. Instead, Liu Yin spoke up: "If the daughters of Anling Village are raised to adulthood, they can be sold as child brides. Not only can they collect dowry, but if they marry into a good family, their brothers can rely on their husband's family for survival. Therefore, the daughters of Anling Village will definitely be raised carefully, and they will also be promoted as having the appearance of being able to produce sons, right?"

Everyone looked at Doflamingo again, and Doflamingo nodded silently.

Seeing this, everyone was speechless.

“The custom of infanticide has existed among the people since ancient times. In earlier years, as the poem says, ‘No skirts are worn in the school, and no baby boys are found in the abandoned baby tower,’ but nowadays, with the increase in taxes, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to raise children. If a family has too many baby boys, they would rather drown them in order to avoid the head tax,” Liu Yin said slowly.

Upon hearing her words, the girls were all shocked, and the boys also looked somewhat surprised.

Ming nodded silently before saying, "Yes, there are villages around here where baby boys have drowned. Our village did the same thing a long time ago, but later one of the children was hidden by his mother."

"The child was extremely beautiful. When she was about seven or eight years old, her mother could no longer hide her and had no choice but to bring her home. Although her father was furious, she was his own flesh and blood and had grown to the age where she could work, so he agreed."

"Later, a merchant passed through this place and saw that the child was beautiful. He gave money to the child's parents and enjoyed her services that night. After that, the family started a new business and used the child to entertain customers."

"later……"