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Red Mansion Spring is famous.

It is so famous that it is at the top level among the brothels in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

It is said that many dignitaries, including the governor of Liangjiang and the prefect, paid a private visit to Honglouchun incognito, just to catch a glimpse of the alluring beauty who surpassed the chief courtesan in Hangzhou.

His reputation among scholars is even greater.

Whenever there is a festive occasion, I will definitely go to Red Mansion to have a drink and invite a host.

In my impression, Chen Jun, who was from White Deer Academy, had been here before.

It's just not many times. Mu Yang, Cao Ang, and Liu Chengfeng are not regular visitors here.

"This young master please come in."

The colorful old bustard heard that Mr. Turtle said that Chen Jun was coming, and immediately went to greet him.

If she were an ordinary person, she would not bother to show her face at all, but Chen Jun, as the head of the college examination case, has a well-known literary name in Hangzhou, and is a student of Bailu Academy. He has extensive contacts and is worth making friends with in person.

But as soon as she walked to Chen Jun, she immediately saw a big bald head.

Still an old guy.

"Mr. Xu, how come you have time to come to our place? Maybe it's because we had a good meal at the restaurant's trial last time, and now we want to have a meal at our Red Mansion Spring Festival."

The madam smiled coquettishly, her eyes kept rolling around Chen Jun's body, almost making him wet.

Such a handsome scholar with potential is of the highest quality in appearance and demeanor, no less charming than those charming courtesans.

"It's not necessary if we have a dinner party."

Chen Jun glanced at the three-story circular vermilion high-rise building. Songs and whispers, melodious cries and slutty laughter came faintly from the room, "Mrs. Xu, I want to ask you how many girls are there here?"

"There are still hundreds of them. They are all women with graceful figures and outstanding looks. There are also some poor people. They can play, play, sing, play, play, calligraphy and painting. They can definitely satisfy your appetite, Mr. Xu."

At this time, the Madam's eyes glanced at Fa Hai.

Although I was confused, I didn't ask. These days, there are more than a few Taoist priests and monks who are greedy for women.

"Only women?"

Hearing Chen Jun's question, the madam was stunned for a moment, then suddenly a smile appeared on his face, thinking that he had another preference:

"There is also a little husband who trains and irons clothes. How does that poem say? The feather tent is full of fragrance in the morning, and the bead curtain leaks credit in the evening. The trousers are lightly red, and the temples are slanted when the head is turned. There is a smile when the eyes are lazy, and the jade hands are climbing flowers.

This kind of taste will definitely satisfy the young master.”

Chen Jun's head was full of black threads and he did not explain, "Where did these women and the young husband come from? There must be channels in this red building."

The old bustard's face changed slightly, and he said awkwardly: "Young Master asked what these are for. There are many powerful people in Honglouchun. How could they do something corrupt, pervert the law, and force girls into prostitution?"

"Let's go and have some fun by ourselves."

Without asking, Chen Jun threw a gold ingot over and dismissed the madam.

After the old bustard left, he also had a warning in mind and sent people to keep an eye on Chen Jun and Fahai.

However, these two people have magical powers. Even if they are sitting in the hall and want to not be discovered, they will never be discovered.

I took Fahai around for a while.

Chen Jun asked: "What is the great monk thinking?"

“To each his own!”

Fahai's ability to speak this vocabulary greatly exceeded Chen Jun's expectations.

"How can everyone get what they need?"

"Women trade their beauty for goods to live, and men trade goods for their beauty, and they seek what each other needs. However, the woman in the brothel is in a low position and cannot be stable."

"The great monk sees clearly and thoroughly, and existence is reasonable. But this existence is a deformed existence, completely abnormal. If people have a choice, who is willing to sell their body to go to a brothel to make money, old and lustful

Decline will eventually lead to a miserable life."

"Master monk, aren't you curious about where the women in this brothel came from?"

Chen Jun closed his eyes and moved his ears, "I seemed to hear crying in the backyard, let's go and have a look."

Spring in Red Mansions, backyard.

Unlike the green ylang-ylang trees on the front of the brothel, which are fragrant and fragrant, the backyard of Red Mansion Spring is filled with yellow banana leaves and broken bricks, giving it a desolate atmosphere.

"Father, mother, don't sell me out, please don't sell us out."

A little girl who looked about ten years old cried and cried to a middle-aged couple at the door. She burst into tears, but was held tightly by two or three sturdy caregivers.

"Dad, I will work hard to support you from now on. Mom, please don't sell me out."

The madam who was talking to Chen Jun earlier was in the backyard, sitting on a wooden chair, chewing melon seeds and squinting at the couple in front of him: "Have you thought clearly? This child is pitiful enough, so you are willing to send her to me.

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"Do you know where Honglouchun is?"

"It's clear, of course it's clear." The middle-aged man had yellow hair and thick knuckles. He bowed his head and nodded repeatedly, "This is a place where dignitaries often come. She is young and looks a bit colorful. If she can have

It is her blessing that noble people like her."

"That's right," said the middle-aged man's wife, "Women are money-losing things. It was her fate to send her here. She will thank us in the future."

"Then just sign the agreement."

The madam casually raised the little girl's chin with her hand, "It's over once and for all. I didn't force you."

"Okay, okay."

The middle-aged couple nodded quickly, took a hundred taels of silver notes, and both pressed the scarlet mud seal on the piece of paper;

The little girl stared blankly at her parents walking away and disappearing, her face ashen.

Fahai stood a few steps away from the madam and witnessed the entire process.

Seeing the little girl shedding silent tears and looking unbearably, she was about to walk out, but was stopped by Chen Jun.

"The great monk can save her, but can he save thousands of girls like her?" Chen Jun said calmly, "Heaven and earth are ruthless, saints are unkind; the only way to save yourself in the boundless sea of ​​suffering is to save yourself."

"But she is a ten-year-old girl who can't even hold a sword. How can she save herself?"

"That's why we have to change the world from its roots."

Fahai didn't understand what he meant by the root change, but he had no choice but to read on quietly.

At this time, a man suddenly walked into the backyard;

The man is Liu Chengfeng. He is dressed in white, has a face like a crown of jade, has a majestic appearance, and has a handsome appearance. Under the two curved eyebrows, a pair of black eyes are like a lake of water. The smile at the corner of his mouth is gentle, giving people the sense of a handsome young man.

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"Master Liu?"

The madam's eyes lit up, "Why did you come to my backyard?"

"I heard crying."

Liu Chengfeng gently opened the paper fan and his eyes fell on the girl.

The little girl has a petite figure, a small waist, and small hands. She is wearing simple whitewashed clothes, but she can't hide her delicate and cute appearance, especially her eyes that were red from crying just now, which adds to the pitiful look and makes people unable to resist

I want to be held in my arms and comforted.

"Did she buy it new?"

Liu Chengfeng's voice was gentle, as warm as the warm wind blowing on his face, and his elegant and noble temperament made the little girl feel a little fire of hope.

"Yes, I just bought it. It still lacks training. After three or four years of training, it will not be a problem to become the number one oiran in Suzhou and Hangzhou."

"I want it."

Liu Chengfeng looked at the little girl and raised the corners of her mouth.

The little girl raised her head and was overjoyed.

But the madam frowned. She understood that according to Liu Chengfeng's taste, the words "I want it" were not meant to buy a little girl home as a maid.

"How much are you willing to pay?"

"This is not a matter of money." The madam smiled awkwardly, "With my eyesight, I will never be wrong. This little girl has outstanding potential. She is a natural charmer, and she has a famous weapon. She is destined to be a beauty after she is born."

Liu Chengfeng said: "Five thousand taels!"

The old bustard shook his head: "She is not even a flower bud now, but she cannot withstand Young Master Liu's picking."

"Ten thousand taels!"

The madam wanted to shake her head, but Liu Chengfeng smiled coldly, "Even if it becomes a disaster in the future, it will be in the future. If there is a chance, let's talk about it again. I will only play for one night, and I won't hurt her, so don't be shameless!"

The little girl's face suddenly turned white as if struck by lightning.

"Okay, okay." The old madam looked bitter, "I hope Mr. Liu won't destroy her. This girl is really pitiful."

"rest assured."

Liu Chengfeng closed the paper fan and walked to the little girl.

Before the little girl could react, he hit her acupoints and then carried her back to the room.

Fahai's brows furrowed deeper than before.

Chen Jun shook his head and said: "This man is a masculine person, he likes sex, he is promiscuous with children and women, his taste is weird, it is just not normal. He has such a good skin and family background, and he will not deceive me with his splendid clothes."

Fahai walked towards Liu Chengfeng's room.

Chen Jun stopped him, "What does the great monk want to do?"

Fa Hai did not stop, but instead quickened his pace and arrived outside Liu Chengfeng's room.

"No, no, don't touch me, please."

"Brother, please, don't touch me..."

Fahai stood outside the door and clearly heard the movement outside the door. Chen Jun shook his head and opened the door, only to see Liu Chengfeng quietly putting the little girl on the bed, just about to play with it.

Chen Jun and Fa Hai walked in immediately.

"Zen Master Fahai, Xu Xian?"

Liu Chengfeng calmly adjusted his clothes and looked at Chen Jun, "Xu Xian, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to ask you why you wanted to kill Mu Yang. He must have had fun with you, and why did you put the blame on me?"

Chen Jun glanced at the motionless little girl on the boat, "It hasn't even been three days and you're acting like your old self. Do you really think your family background can settle everything for you?"

Liu Chengfeng sneered, "How can you understand my status? You are just a scholar, and you don't even have an official position."

"You used to be polite and elegant in front of me."

Liu Chengfeng opened the paper fan, squinted his eyes and sneered, "That's because now I don't need to pretend, I don't need to pretend to be polite. People like you who don't even have fame are from the same world as me."

"As for why Mu Yang was killed, why should the crime be placed on you?"

"Aside from the fact that I've had enough of his pestering, I think you feel very uncomfortable."

Chen Jun asked: "Are you unhappy with me?"

Liu Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Yes, you behave calmly and politely. You never refuse advice from the academy disciples. Many people surround you. I just don't like you."

"I can understand."

Chen Jun has read a novel "Malice" by Higashino Keigo, in which the protagonist's mentality is very similar to Liu Chengfeng's.

Malice often does not need a reason. A look or a word may become the trigger for malice.

"Then go to hell!"

Liu Chengfeng stepped forward, his figure was like an arrow, and slapped Chen Jun on the chest with one palm.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound and the whole room shook violently.

Liu Chengfeng opened his eyes wide. He received a palm on his forehead, and the Buddha's light burst out brightly within a short distance.

He fell down stunned and refused to close his eyes.

Chen Jun glanced at Fahai: "Master monk, you have exceeded my expectations again."

"Buddha has:

The bodhisattva is compassionate and has the angry eyes of vajra. The consequences of this person’s bad deeds are not like those of demons!”

Fa Hai did not put his hands together or recite the name of the Buddha.

"Alchemist Xu has a lot of experience in the world, how should we deal with this girl?" Fahai looked at the little girl and felt a little soft in his heart. It would definitely not work in a brothel.

Chen Jun walked to the bed and reached out to untie the little girl's acupuncture points.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me..."

The girl's eyes were full of fear.

Even though Chen Jun's appearance and temperament are better than Liu Chengfeng's, making it easy for people to get close to him, the girl's body trembled and she looked at him with complete distrust.

Chen Jun had no choice but to untie her acupuncture points from a distance and smiled: "I am about to end my secular relationship. There is no other way. Let's send her back to her parents."

"No, I don't want to see them, they are not my parents."

The little girl shrank to the corner of the bed, her little face wet with tears.

"This..." Fa Hai hesitated.

"The great monk has practiced Buddhism for hundreds of years, but he still can't save a foolish couple?"

"I don't want to see them, don't send me there."

"You don't stay in a brothel, so where you go is not up to you."

Chen Jun sucked in the force of his palm and walked out of Honglouchun like an eagle carrying a chicken, and everyone seemed to have ignored him.

"Is Big Brother a god? They can't even see you?"

"No, this monk is the immortal."

Chen Jun picked up the girl and thought she was too verbose, so he asked directly, "Where is your home?"

Qiantang County, northern suburbs of the city.

Among the dilapidated farmers in a village.

From a distance, the farmhouse looks neat with white walls and black tiles. But when you get closer, you can see that the walls are already mottled. The white walls are patched with seams and cracks, and there are broken bricks and tiles. There will definitely be a risk of leakage on rainy days. There are strings hanging outside the door.

A pile of pickles and dried radishes, dried in the sun. These are common in farmers' houses and there is nothing unusual about them.

Chen Jun found that the couple was not in the house and asked the little girl: "Where have your parents gone?"

The girl looked sad and said, "They went to Jinshan Temple."

"What are you going to do at Jinshan Temple?" Fahai looked confused.

"They think I am a loser. For the seven or eight years since I was born, I have always wanted to have a boy, but I couldn't.

The two of them heard from villagers that there was a monk named Fahai in Jinshan Temple who lived for hundreds of years and was the reincarnation of Buddha. It is very effective to burn incense wherever you go."

"But Jinshan Temple is a place where only dignitaries can go. If you want to offer incense, you have to donate a lot of money, so they bought me into a brothel."

Fahai's face darkened.

If he hadn't seen with his own eyes where the girl came from, he would almost think that this was Chen Jun's plan against him.

But the fact is before our eyes.

The girl was not as afraid of Fa Hai as she was of Chen Jun: "Grandpa Monk, it was you who saved me. What is your name?"

"The poor monk is Fahai, not the reincarnation of the Buddha."

"Xu Donor, let's go."