How to become a Taoist priest starting from a brothel

"Didn't we agree that you would sing the lyrics and music I wrote?" Yue Ning stormed into Xu Yueling's room angrily. Seeing the other woman leisurely playing the pipa, she quickly stepped forward and interrupted her performance. "Why are you singing Liu Jianniang's song again today?"

"Slap." Xu Yueling slapped her hand away and said sarcastically, "Go find whoever promised, you'll never find me, the singer."

Yuening looked at her with anger in her eyes, then suddenly realized something and revealed a hint of sarcasm: "You think I don't know? You just want to curry favor with Liu Jianniang. You can just watch, there will be a time when you have to beg me."

After saying that, she turned and left, completely unaware of the deep disgust and mockery hidden in Xu Yueling's eyes.

Qiao Gu, who had been serving Xu Yueling, happened to bump into Yu Ning, who rushed out the door.

Yuening glared at her fiercely, then was pushed aside and bumped into the wall. However, Yuening didn't react at all. After Qiaogu and the others left, she walked in rubbing her arm.

"Madam, has Lady Yuening come to cause you trouble?" Qiaogu came to Xu Yueling's side after seeing that there was nothing else unusual in the room. "I think Lady Yuening has become more and more arrogant since she has become the leader and the instructor."

After speaking, she carefully lifted the hem of Xu Yueling's skirt, looked at it carefully, and then continued to say to Xu Yueling, "Mom is too cruel. Why did she have to make it like this?"

"Alright, Lingdang, close the door. I have some questions for you." Xu Yueling looked coldly at the injury on her ankle, tugged at her skirt, glanced at the still-open door, and then asked softly, "Did you deliver the letter I asked you to?"

“Of course, you can rest assured that I can handle things.” Lingdang patted her chest and replied, then hurried a few steps to retrieve a small porcelain bottle from a cabinet at the other end before coming to Xu Yueling’s side to apply medicine to her wounds. “Madam, can Master Cui really help us? Ever since Madam Ye Yuening started working, things have become increasingly difficult at the brothel…”

Xu Yueling didn't reply to her because she didn't know if her decision was right or wrong, but looking at the current state of Qingyintang, she really had no choice.

Since that incident, Qingyintang and Liuyin have stopped communicating. Xu Mama, for the sake of her pride, refused to back down and temporarily put aside her promise to help train the courtesan.

She originally planned to persuade both sides properly after some time, but she didn't know what Yuening and Xu's mother had said. After that, Xu's mother sent someone to deliver a letter to Liu Yin, and then the other party never came again, only sending lyrics and music according to the schedule.

But after that, the brothel only required them to sing her lyrics and music. However, her lyrics and music were not as good as Liu Jianniang's, and the business that had finally become popular started to decline.

Xu's mother had no choice but to lower her head again. However, Yuening proposed the prosperity and model of Yongcheng's red-light district. At that time, all the courtesans in the brothel objected. Xu's mother did not want to agree either, since the young girls came secretly, and openly soliciting customers would be a downgrade.

However, business had indeed declined sharply, and Yuening's persuasion had indeed worked. Xu's mother was also worried that she would always be controlled by Liu Yin, so she agreed to give it a try. It really worked, and from then on, it was unstoppable.

What Xu's mother didn't know was that this custom of soliciting customers in Yongcheng was a result of necessity. There were many foreign merchants and brothels there, and they would shamelessly try to win customers and make money. They probably even envied the restraint here.

Thinking of this, Xu Yueling frowned. She really didn't understand why, just a few days ago, she had been punished by her mother for refusing to sing Yue Ning's song, but these past two days, she was suddenly being asked to sing it again.

After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out, so she had to give up the idea of ​​pursuing it and instead began to think about how to persuade Cui Heng to help her and the sisters in the chapel.

She couldn't understand it, and neither could Yuening. She rushed to Xu's mother's room without knocking, and pushed the door open, completely disregarding Xu's mother's startled reaction: "Why did you have someone sing Liu Jianniang's song?"

Madam Xu ignored her, flicked her sleeves, waved her hand to dismiss the maids serving her, and then said casually, "What's wrong? I run a business. Whichever song is popular, I will naturally arrange for the maids to sing it."

"But you promised me that all the courtesans in the building would sing my songs and stop singing Liu Jianniang's songs." Yu Ning slammed her hand on the table, glaring at Xu's mother and waiting for an explanation.

"So what?" Madam Xu rolled her eyes at her. "Blame it on the fact that you're not as good as her. I'm a first-class brothel, after all. I really can't afford to lose face like this."

"But we agreed that if the people in the building sang my songs, they would help promote me, and I would put up a sign at Qingyintang to support its business for a while, until a new courtesan came along." Yuening blushed, as if she also remembered that Qingyintang's business had suffered a lot because of her songs, but she was still somewhat unconvinced.

"Yes, so what?" Mrs. Xu fiddled with her long fingernails, looking completely unconcerned.

“We signed a contract. If you don’t fulfill our agreement, I can naturally stop offering my services here.” Yu Ning looked at her indignantly, raising an eyebrow, confident that she wouldn’t be manipulated by the other party.

"Slap!" A slap landed on her face.

She looked at Xu's mother in surprise: "You!"

Before she could say anything, Xu's mother looked at her with a sneer, and said with what seemed like disgust, "Fool, you are of lowly status, do you even know what lowly status means?"

"And when you signed the contract, didn't I give you two pieces of paper? One of them is called a contract of servitude, a contract of servitude to my Qingyin Hall." Xu's mother pinched her cheek, watching the other's eyes change from resentment to fear, before she smiled and continued, "Now you know, I can make you live or die as I please."

After admiring the fear on the other person's face, she wiped her hands with a handkerchief and continued, "I did promise Master Cui that I would let you become famous by writing lyrics and music at Qingyin Hall, and I did it. But even if I gave you the opportunity, it was useless. So I advise you to obediently entertain customers for me. If you anger me, there are plenty of places in the brothels to put you."

After saying that, she threw the handkerchief in her hand at Yuening's face, who was already lying on the ground. She watched indifferently as Yuening went from fear to numbness, and finally to acceptance. Then she ignored her and turned to leave.

Of course, she didn't notice the ruthlessness and hatred in Yuening's eyes. She also didn't think about what a person who would betray his master for fame and fortune would do because of her ruined path, and she had no idea what kind of trouble this person would cause for her, Qingyin Hall, and Liu Yin.

While things were in complete chaos here, things were going much more smoothly for Liu Yin.