Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

It's always like this.

Laugh at the poor but not at the prostitute.

Lowly people always like to trample on existences that are more humble than them.

Xiuxiu couldn't remember which year it was. There was a severe drought in her hometown. It hadn't rained in February, and she was hungry.

The scorching sun was directly above the head, and the heat wave was rolling in. Looking around, the large piece of scorched gray-black land was cracked into lumps, and the soil on the surface was rolled up.

She was a thin little girl who walked for several hours, and the blisters under her feet made her have to slow down.

Not far away, a farmer curled up on the ground with his back on his back, his bony body seemed to be broken, his reddish-brown skin was like old bark, and his pair of thin claws that seemed to have dried up were digging the ground, trying to find some trees. The root fills hunger, and the blood and soil are mixed together, which is a bit shocking.

This kind of situation is not uncommon, Xiuxiu's eyes are completely numb.

There was nothing to eat, and the bark and wild vegetables were all gone, so she just walked.

Somehow tripped her legs, and she fell to the ground crookedly, and she didn't get up again because she was exhausted.

Xiuxiu was gasping for breath like a dried up fish. Desperation and exhaustion wore down his persistence and endurance little by little. It would be great if there could be rain at this time.

Tick, tick.

The touch of the liquid dripping on the face is very real. Could it be that prayers have worked?

She was filled with the most sincere gratitude. If the lacrimal glands hadn't been dead and unable to secrete water, he would have burst into tears!

At this time, nothing makes him more ecstatic than rain, which is the best gift from God! He tore open his eyelids with difficulty, but what he got was a rake. The person holding the rake was the old man who was digging the ground just now. He didn't realize that he was already awake. The old man seemed to be looking for a position to kill him with one blow. .

And the rain he thought was the blood from the old man's skinny claw wound.

Veins appeared on the old man's forehead, shaking violently, and his Adam's apple protruded and rolled, especially on his shriveled neck, indicating that he was waiting for the food that was about to arrive.

The shadow of death brought about by hunger makes the last bit of humanity crumbling.

Xiuxiu quickly kicked the rake away, squeezed out the last strength in her body under the threat of her life, rolled to the side to avoid the fatal blow, stood up and ran wildly without even turning her head.

Her eyelids were throbbing all the way, her heart felt like it was going to explode, and her throat was burning and hurting, but she didn't dare to stop.

...

When Xiuxiu went back, she saw an unknown bullock cart rolling away in the wasteland outside the house. The eldest sister was sitting in the cart. She was sixteen this year. Long-term malnutrition made her look less than twelve years old. , so thin that a gust of wind could blow it down.

The elder sister’s eyes are sunken, which makes those eyes big and dull. When she saw her younger brother and sister chasing the bullock cart, she opened her voice like a speaker with air leakage: “Go back, Xiaohu, recruit brother, don’t chase after me. ...We...we have something to eat, we won't starve to death!"

Xiaohu is his younger brother's baby name, while Zhaodi is his own name.

In fact, this is not a name, recruiting younger brothers, recruiting younger brothers, she was neglected at birth, just because she is not a boy, so she took this name that seems to be not a name, parents expect the next child to be a boy.

Xiuxiu's upper and lower teeth were chattering, and she opened her eyes to see her eldest sister walking further and further away.

This is the last thing the eldest sister said to him. The eldest sister was sold to a fool in the town. Wife and concubine, sister died not long after she married.

The depression in Xiuxiu's chest lingered for a long time, she hated herself for being helpless, her eyes became sour when she saw the bags of rice placed by the foot of the earthen house, these grains cost her sister's life.

A human life is worth this little...

I heard from others that there are so many of them because of my sister's good looks.

Three months later, the food that the eldest sister exchanged for was still almost eaten, and Xiuxiu got up before dawn, ready to go out to find something to eat.

But vaguely heard the voices of parents talking.

"It's really lucky to recruit a younger brother..."

"...she will have a good life in the future..."

Good day?

Xiuxiu was confused by what she heard, and really didn't understand what a good day her parents said was.

But the so-called good days came as expected.

A gorgeously dressed middle-aged man and several vicious men came here.

The normally strict parents treated Xiuxiu very well today, they first changed her into clean clothes, and wiped her small face again and again.

The group went door-to-door to pick out good-looking girls, and soon arrived at Xiuxiu's house.

They looked at Xiuxiu as if they were picking an animal, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they handed over thirty taels of silver to their father, "I'll give you some silver to help your daughter find a rich family."

The parents had never seen so much money, respectfully, happily handed over Xiuxiu to them.

The family didn't have much nostalgia, and turned to take care of the younger brother who yelled "hungry".

...

A few days later, Xiuxiu was taken to Yangzhou.

This place is so prosperous that she seems to be dreaming, and she is curious about everything.

Along with her were twelve little sisters who lived in a secluded courtyard.

Here, Xiuxiu saw a charming woman, she was dressed in gold and silver, and she was full of jewels. As soon as they met, Xiuxiu asked her to call her godmother.

The godmother said that as long as they are obedient in the future, not only can they eat delicious food, but they can also be rich like her.

Xiuxiu believed it, because the first meal she ate here consisted of fish and meat, which was better than what she ate during Chinese New Year at her home.

The clothes I wear are not patched at all, and the place I live in is very spacious, not to mention the wind and rain.

But she soon began to miss her family. Although there was not enough food and clothing in that place, at least there were relatives by her side.

And here, they have to undergo extremely strict training every day. The godmother requires them to stand up and sit in a flattering manner, and if they are wrong, they will be punished.

In light cases, kneeling with the water basin on the head for a long time, in severe cases, serving with sticks.

Countless times, Xiuxiu felt that her hands and feet were numb and did not belong to her, and even when she saw the copper basin behind her, she would feel a chill.

You can't go out here, and you have to learn a lot every day. Some people can't stand this kind of life.

A little sister finally couldn't stand this kind of life anymore and wanted to escape.

But here is a heavily guarded, high-walled compound, and there are countless men standing guard and patrolling.

The sister was caught back soon, and she turned against the godmother again. She was beaten to death with a stick in front of them, and she was nailed into a wooden coffin and carried out.

This scene made them shudder.

This was terrible, Xiuxiu became more and more obedient to her godmother, and studied harder.

Finally, at the age of fifteen, because of her appearance, the godmother gave her the stage name Xiuxiu.

At this time, she already knew that the person who bought her was the owner of Yangzhou Mingyufang, and she was the most outstanding skinny horse in this batch.

Xiuxiu moves like the wind and weak willows, and stands still like flowers and water. After years of rigorous training, Xiuxiu can play books, splash ink, read and write, write and count, and is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The girl who has just left the cabinet will not be sent to pick up the guests immediately, but will perform for a while first, and the godmother told her that this is called being famous.

Only when you are famous, you will be worth a lot.

In Xiuxiu's talent show, talented people with brilliant pens don't know how to praise them, and the big-bodied gangsters can only swallow their saliva wildly.

As the number of Xiuxiu's performances decreases, many people are willing to spend a lot of money just to see Xiuxiu's face, and some talented people even say that they would rather die if they can't see Xiuxiu.

At this time, a successful oiran was born.

Having lived in the big dye vat of Mingyufang for many years, Xiuxiu really knows that people from their backgrounds will not end well.

The lowest class of women don't know talent, they can only show off their heads and seduce customers. The best ending is to become a procuress, helping the boss of Mingyufang to select and cultivate money-making tools, and end her life.

But more often, he was infected with venereal disease, with sores all over his body, and died a terrible death.

Although a first-class skinny horse like Xiuxiu only sells for a high price once, unlike the former, most seniors are playthings of the rich and powerful, and are played with in various ways. If the owner has played enough and looks old, he will be driven out of the house. Or give it to others halfway like goods.

There are many salt merchants in Yangzhou, and because of the maritime trade, there are countless wealthy merchants. Perhaps one of them is her buyer.

But she found an opportunity.

One day, the old lady told Wan Wan that she must take good care of this master, otherwise the whole Mingyufang would suffer.

Xiuxiu secretly guessed, what is the identity and appearance of this person.

The distinguished guest who had just entered glanced at her.

His expression was calm, and he looked a little indifferent, but his eyes were very clear and peaceful, without showing any sharpness.

Surprised inwardly, she went to invite Anbai Wanfu first, and then began to perform.

The men who met her all pretended to be serious first, and then they were impatient, with eyes as if they wanted to swallow her up.

But this guy was sitting upright, his expression still indifferent.

After he listened to his piano sound, the corner of his mouth finally showed a curve, Xiuxiu also let go of her nervousness, if this master is not satisfied, she will really feel better.

During the toast, she squeezed the man's arm twice, and even rubbed her chest more outrageously than usual.

The little man seemed to be stunned just now. She pinched him twice to regain his senses, and then pulled his arm out, as if nothing had happened.

Now it was her turn to be confused, the men who came into this place had only one purpose - to have fun.

So in her opinion, this kind of behavior is tantamount to being a bitch and setting up a torii.

What's even more strange is that as long as she talks to him, this man can talk about anything and everything.

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere became thicker.

The two talked and laughed, and tested each other. After a soothing tune, Xiuxiu got the answer she wanted.

At this moment, she felt that she had made the right bet.