defend the truth

For ordinary people in the secular world, the lively atmosphere of the New Year can continue after the [-]th Lantern Festival, for nearly half a month.After all, sometimes it is a long way to visit relatives and friends, and the time spent on the road may take three to five days.

On the contrary, in the rich and powerful family, the human relationship is cold and warm, and the world is cold and cold.In the same compound, or under the eaves of others, the night was like day, full of guests, laughter and laughter drifted beyond the walls.

It may also be that under the eaves of some houses, the solitary lamp is flickering, the figure is alone, and the sound of sighing is lingering.

In the room, which was clearly decorated with lights and festoons, but it was hard to hide the deserted atmosphere, a woman dressed gracefully but not luxurious, wrapped presents one after another with colored paper by herself.Among them are silk and satin brought by sea, as well as ginseng and deer antler, which is nourishing and nourishing.

Suddenly, the woman raised her head, her eyes were full of compassion.All I could see was that outside the door was a young man dressed in gold and green brocade, tall and tall, with a spirited look.

"Ah Cheng, you came back just in time. Mother has finished all the things. When you see when you are free, I will send them to Aunt Hong!"

The young master standing quietly outside the door is exactly Luo Yicheng, the son of a concubine from the Luo clan in Funan City.

No matter how much Luo Yicheng has achieved outside, as long as he returns to this high-walled compound, he will always have an identity that he cannot get rid of.It was because he had no worries about food and clothing since he was born, but in return he was inferior and received all kinds of cold eyes.

If Luo Yicheng was just born in an ordinary family with a wealthy family, then the status of a Qi trainer is enough to make his ancestors shine for generations.

But in a family like the Luo family, it is not possible. For thousands of years, the Qi practitioners who have been born in the Luo family have to be recorded with several thick family trees.

And if Luo Yicheng is an innocent legitimate son, and doesn't even need to be the eldest son, then the bell will ring from early morning to sunset just on the day he falls to the ground.At night, there will be fireworks.

But his birth was nothing but the filth of evil after carnal desire.If his achievements are higher in the future, then his existence, for some people, is just to publicize the shame of this family under the sun!

Luo Yicheng stepped into the threshold, put the beautifully wrapped presents in storage bags one by one, and said softly, "I'll send them to Aunt Hong now."

The woman was taken aback for a moment, and then said with concern: "Don't worry, let's talk about it when you are free! Didn't you hear you say last night that you are going to inspect the mine today, so that you can familiarize yourself with the environment in advance?"

Luo Yicheng's face changed slightly, but he calmed down quickly, "I'm not busy today, my second uncle asked someone just now...he has something to do, so we can make an appointment another day."

The woman sighed softly, and said sadly: "Mother owes you."

Luo Yicheng frowned. He had heard this sentence thousands of times since he was a child, and every time, it was like being stuck in his heart by a needle.He put the things in his hands back in place, and took the woman's hand instead.He said in a deep voice: "Mother, how many times have I said this, can you not talk about it? You are my mother, and you have given me the best in the world!"

Perhaps, sometimes the more life experience you have, the more shallow your eyes become, and it is easy to get hazy with tears.

When the woman was about to wash her face with tears again, Luo Yicheng hugged her, patted her on the back as he did when he was crying when he was a child, and whispered in his ear, "We can't choose our own birth, But we can choose what kind of life to live. One day, the baby will let the mother live a truly good life!"

The woman was about to feel relieved, but Luo Yicheng picked up the last gift and walked away: "Mother, I'm going out, let's talk when I come back!"

"Hey, walk slowly! Go out and relax when you have time, don't rush back!" Looking at the son's figure that seemed to grow tall overnight, the woman had mixed feelings.

Even though her own child is an adult, in the eyes of mother, she is still a toddler.If you walk a few steps faster, you will be afraid that he will fall.

After leaving home, Luo Yicheng drove all the way to the south of the city.This is also limited by his status, if he walks away, he will be accused of insulting his family.Of course he doesn't care about those gossips, but those ugly words will be passed to his mother's ears, and there must be accusations of being incompetent in teaching his son.

The luxurious and exquisite carriage slowly walks on the famous "Avenue of Misty Rain" in the south of the city. When night falls, this is a night market long street full of singing, dancing and dancing.

But now it is daytime, and there are not many pedestrians on the street. Obviously, this Yanyu Avenue has not been dressed up yet, and is not welcomed by makeup fans.

The car stopped on Yanyu Avenue, and the location was in front of the best Fengyi Pavilion.

That's right, it is the brothel-Fengyi Pavilion, which is second to none in Funan City and well-known throughout the Tiannan Continent.

It's not that after Luo Yicheng returned to the family, the young master's flamboyant intestines were immediately exposed.That's why the "Aunt Hong" her mother said was the old bustard in Fengyi Pavilion, Liu Yanhong who was known as "Thirteen Niangs".

When the woman was young, she was a young lady in Fengyi Pavilion.And Liu Yanhong was the oiran of Fengyi Pavilion at that time, and the two had the best relationship, they were called Jinlan sisters.

There is no true love in a happy place, and the girls in the brothel, no matter how popular they are, it is not easy to start a good life, and it is difficult to find a good marriage.

After being born, the woman has no relatives or reasons, and this Fengyi Pavilion has become her natal family, but she is destined to never take another step in her life.Speaking of which, for twenty years, she has never said a word face to face with her former good sister.

Once, when they rushed to the temple fair to pray for blessings, the woman and her younger sister, Yan Hong, saw each other at a glance from the crowd.But with just one glance, no one dared to go one step further.

It is enough to look at each other with a smile and hope that the other party is doing well!

In a year, there will be one or two letters to and from each other. If I write too many, I usually burn them silently and dare not send them.

In previous years, when it came to giving gifts, most of them were entrusting someone to secretly send one or two.The entrusted favor is often several times more expensive than the gift.

But this year, Luo Yicheng said categorically: "Mother, don't be sneaky when giving gifts to Aunt Hong this year! If they feel that they can't turn a blind eye, then there is no need to be embarrassed, we mother and son leave This is, anyway, the one with the surname Luo is not one more than me!"

"When we go outside, we will be able to afford rich clothes and fine food, and my child may not be able to give it to my mother for the time being. But three meals and one night, a carefree life, my child believes that I can still do my job with ease!"

In fact, Luo Yicheng is being modest. He is not only a Qi trainer, but also a master of Feng Shui, an immortal mansion architect trained by orthodox Taoism.He is a talent who is thirsty for knowledge among many sect forces.

Of course, if Luo Yicheng doesn't want to depend on others, as he said, he can definitely give him an ordinary and stable life.

The woman knew what Luo Yicheng really wanted, but she still hoped that her son could stay in Luo's house.At the very least, I don't want to be a burden to the child.But he didn't reject this filial piety, and said with a tearful smile, "Then this year, I'll leave it to you!"

Luo Yicheng, who entered the brothel for the first time, stayed in Fengyi Pavilion for a full three hours. If he hadn't said goodbye repeatedly, he might have been left for dinner.

During the period, apart from meeting the aunt Hong who had only heard her name for more than ten years and never met her, I also met several more aunts and many god-sisters and god-sisters.Of course, it's up to him whether he wants to or not.

This made Luo Yicheng, who was already introverted, even more uncomfortable. There were so many "relatives" with unique skills, it was really a bit dumbfounding.

"Xiao Cheng! Remember to visit Auntie often! Auntie cooks delicious food for you. I'm not boasting about the craftsmanship. You will never forget it after tasting it! Why don't you go back after dinner?"

"Aunt Hong, just send it here. I promised my mother that I will go home for dinner tonight. Another day, another day must have this opportunity!"

When other people come to the brothel, they listen to music, drink flowers and wine, and look forward to something by the way.And he, Luo Yicheng, can only come here to eat and drink soup, which is an anecdote.

It was dusk, Fengyi Pavilion hadn't officially opened yet, Luo Yicheng left at this moment, just in time for dinner at home.When he walked to the song and dance hall, he couldn't help but stop, attracted by the singing on the stage.

Life after life of black and white reincarnation,

Completely let go of the eternal dependence of fulfillment,

Heroes in troubled times, or mortal dreams...

Even if it is the first time to come to the brothel, it does not mean that Luo Yicheng, who was born in a prominent family, knows nothing about elegance.The singing voice of the woman on the stage is still very different from that kind of decadent voice.It's not that it's particularly elegant and refined, but it's unspeakably special!

It makes people feel very soul-stirring, never forgetting!

Luo Yicheng couldn't help asking Liu Yanhong, the thirteenth mother beside him who insisted on sending him out of the hall, "Who is the girl who is rehearsing on stage?"

Liu Yanhong clicked her tongue and praised: "This girl is exactly the current oiran of our Fengyi Pavilion, Bai Xuexian - Duguming. But some people say that she is the "Lighting Lantern of the Lonely Sea". No matter how empty and lonely and cold, you will always feel that there is love in the world, and life is full of hope!"

"I have to admit that she is much more charming than Aunt Hong and I when we were young! And her ability to compose music is unprecedented. As for later... It depends on whether she accepts apprentices. She is born for the stage. Raw! It's a pity that she will only be on this stage three times a year."

Immediately, Liu Yanhong raised her eyebrows at Luo Yicheng with a perceptive appearance, "Why don't you leave tonight!"

Luo Yicheng blushed obviously. He really wanted to stay and continue to immerse himself in this worry-free singing.But he is also very clear that this is not a place where he can stay for a long time after all.

It's just that from leaving Fengyi Pavilion to returning to Luo Mansion, the woman singing masked on the high platform has been lingering in Luo Yicheng's mind endlessly.

For the first time in my life, I knew clearly that the feeling of losing my soul was actually like this!