Chang'an City.

The sun shines brightly.

In the backyard of Taichang Temple, in a row of houses, a woman's crying sounded faintly, and it sounded so cold.

"Damn it! It's not over!"

A stingy official walked into the backyard, slapped the door with a wooden stick, and a loud "clang" sound occurred.

The people inside the house seemed to be shocked.

The crying sound came to an abrupt end.

"Why are you crying? Do you think you are wronged? Tell you that there is no clean one in the house who can be sent to the Jiaofang!"

The little official walked behind his hands and walked at the doors of the houses, teaching a lesson: "No matter whether you were the official lady or the wife of the imperial decree, when you arrive here, you must follow this rule."

"Your men have sinned, and the saints are kind. They have only one of you when they see you orphans and widows. From then on, you are just wise men, do you understand?"

"Forget your former identities."

"Tomorrow you will be sent to the sect and rehearse the music and dance well, because being noticed by His Majesty is your only way out..."

This is the Tang Dynasty's church.

It is called "Jiaofang", not "Jiaofangsi".

It belongs to Taichang Temple and Taile Administration. It has a private teaching house on the side of the palace. It has a full-time doctoral teaching music and dance, and the court paid a salary.

The personnel are composed of male and female artists, as well as female artists with outstanding looks and talent.

(This trick is not that prostitute).

There was only one real master in the Tang Dynasty's sect, that was the emperor, so you only need to be favored by the emperor.

"Those who get the blessing are called ten families, and they will give them to the house and give them to Wuyi."

Even those who were favored by the emperor still worked in the churchyard and could not be included in the concubines. They did not have the title of an official family but lived a wealthy life, which was not inferior to the palace.

At this time, the Tang Dynasty's church hall.

Although the house is like a slave, life is still higher than that of many ordinary people, and it is not a terrible place.

Until the Ming Dynasty.

The famous "Jiaofangsi" appeared.

Jiaofangsi is the management agency of official prostitutes. Most of the women in it are the families of criminal officials. Entering Jiaofangsi is equivalent to falling into the dust.

Simply put.

A dedicated service to the emperor.

It is too expensive for a noble person to serve, a commoner to go. Of course, if a talented man goes, he may be free.

...

After the little official finished teaching the lesson, he turned around and left.

The pale sunlight shines in from the window frame.

The women in the room sobbed silently. Most of them were young children, who were lying in the arms of their relatives, showing their big panic eyes.

An old woman in the middle.

He was over 60 years old, with silver hair and luxurious clothes. He sat upright among the crowd and looked extraordinary.

"Grandma, has our family really collapsed?"

A girl next to her asked with tears in her eyes: "The Zheng family's scholarly family, is it really going to kill all the saints?"

The old woman turned her head, touched the girl's head lovingly, and then sighed: "That's right, the Zheng family... fell!"

"What about the other rooms?!"

The girl's voice rose and she shouted loudly: "Not talking about the Zhongzu and the Northernzu, the other three families of the Southernzu will just watch our family exterminate the clan!"

How many other rooms? Hoho!

The old woman didn't speak, and her old hands showed a cold and cold look.

Her husband, Zheng Jihai, took advantage of the plague and scolded the emperor for being incompetent and causing a disaster for his own death.

Now the emperor kills the chicken to warn the monkey.

If others can't hide, how could they jump out to plead for their Zheng family at this critical moment?

At this moment.

There were footsteps coming from outside, and the little official smiled and said:

"The daughters of the criminals have been imprisoned for two days, and no one has come to see you. Fang Erlang actually entrusts you to come here. It's really a bodhisattva."

A crunch.

The door lock is opened.

As the door opened, the bright sun in the sky shone into the room. Under the dazzling light, a graceful figure walked in from outside the house and stood against the light.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The woman took out the reward and handed it over.

"Oh, thank you Madam Wu."

The little official took it happily, turned around and left, and did not forget to bring the door with him when he left.

With the door closed.

The dazzling sunshine faded away little by little, and the woman's face was completely exposed to everyone.

It was a charming and charming face.

Her skin is as white as cream, with pink in snow, as if it can be twisted out of water. Her bright red mouth and a pair of peach blossom eyes, even if she looks at people normally, she is tempting to attract people.

It's simply a walking hormone.

As soon as he appeared, he became more charming than a roomful of women.

"Who are you?"

The old woman looked at the other person and asked.

The woman stood in the house, glanced around, and finally set her eyes on the old lady, opened her red lips and said, "I am Fang Yiai's concubine."

"It's you?"

The old woman showed surprise.

At the birthday party, the emperor rewarded the palace servants to Fang Ying as a concubine, which was known to everyone, and the old woman naturally knew.

But she didn't expect it.

This concubine is so beautiful.

"What are you doing?"

After the old woman was surprised, her majestic expression gradually emerged: "Your husband Fang Yiai actually thought of a way to restrain the plague... and drove my Zheng family into dust. Now, what are you doing? Look at our joke?"

"You think you are too important." Wu Meiniang raised her snow-white chin and showed her high aura. "A group of native chickens and tiled dogs deserve to make me laugh at you?"

"Shut up! Who are you scolding?" the girl beside the old woman shouted angrily.

Wu Meiniang was not angry at all and said lightly: "You attack the emperor on the grounds of plague, use the chaos to suppress the imperial power, raise the price of grain, collect the land, and regard the people as ants. Now that you have suffered a backlash, what do you have to do with my Erlang?"

"You... nonsense!" The girl's eyes turned red with anger.

Wu Mei looked at her disdainfully, like a thousand-year-old fox looking at the little white rabbit: "Also, you still claim to be a scholarly family, inherit the family of poetry and books, do the dirtyest activities, and say the most high-sounding words. This is the noble family!"

The women in the house also had white hair.

The old woman's expression became depressed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yiwu Meiniang's words were like a sharp knife that penetrated into their hearts.

Their men are the wealthy families who play with the world. Every rouge and every brush they use is stained with the blood and sweat of ordinary people... Of course they know what the family can obtain, but what is poetry, calligraphy and etiquette in the face of glory and wealth?

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

The old woman raised her head, looked at the fox girl in front of her, and asked, "The Zheng family, now only these old, weak, sick and disabled are left. What value does it have to use to you?"

"After entering the Jiaofang, I will protect you from safety and will not be bullied." Wu Mei spoke lightly:
Chapter completed!